Seeing the warning of the letter cannon, the monks of the Ethereal Sword Sect rushed one after another.

The corpses hanging from the trees were nothing, but the fifty corpses on the ground posed in two strange patterns, and some monks launched their silver wings and flew into the air to inspect them, and they were the word "Li Ji".

All of a sudden, everyone was horrified.

Suddenly, a Jiedan monk fell to his knees and shouted miserably: "How can a second-order monk of the foundation building have such strength and speed? This is not a person, it is a demon, a demon!"

As soon as these words came out, all the monks were so frightened that they took a step back. It's as if those two words on earth were demons.

According to Mu Yixuan's information, Li Jixiu is only the second order of the foundation building period!

And this time, the Ethereal Sword Sect monks who have reached the bottom of the valley have the lowest level of foundation building.

Among them, there is a huge gap, and you can't count it out!

But why did this happen?

Someone seemed to wake up from a dream, and hurriedly said, "Count quickly, is there any less people?"

In a word, it is a prophecy.

In addition to the sixty-eight who had died, there were more than a dozen less.

But it is impossible to count how many, because there was confusion in the crowd.

"Sixteen people are missing!"

A clear man's voice, with endless coldness, rang out outside the crowd. Immediately, there was a loud whining sound, and sixteen corpses broke through the air and landed impartially in the center of the crowd.

A handsome young man in plain clothes and blue belt suddenly came: "I'm Li Ji! Aren't they all looking for me? I'm here!"

The monks retreated in unison again, all of them looking terrified.

Li Ji's handsome face had a touch of evil charm: "You have two paths to go. The first is a way to live, and the second is a way to die!"

He glanced around and slowly continued, "There are two options for survival: hand over the Silver Wing, or your right arm!"

The voice fell, and the audience was dumbfounded. No one knows what to choose?

"...... so"

Li Ji suddenly showed a mouth full of white teeth: "Are you trying to go to a dead end?"

The dozen or so monks in the front row collapsed their psychological defenses, hurriedly took off their silver wings, and fell to their knees begging for mercy.

Li Ji's left wrist swirled, and the streamer flashed, and the Huaxia Blade suddenly appeared in his hand.

He shook slightly, and suddenly poured out a sword light that was more than three feet long, and with a slight urge, the sword light quickly increased to one zhang, urging the true qi at full speed, and then soared to more than three zhang.

Unexpectedly, it hit a boulder and turned it into powder.

He shouted in a deep voice: "If you are not afraid of death, come!"

More than 400 Ethereal Sword Sect cultivators took off their silver wings one after another and begged for mercy loudly.

The reason why Li Ji chose to rob the Silver Wing instead of the storage bag.

The reason is simple.

The Silver Wing is owned by the sect and is temporarily distributed. The storage bag is a personal thing.

Man dies for money. Whoever wants to rob me of my money, I will fight hard. But if the money is not your own, then you should consider saving your life first!

Of course, there is a more important reason, the Silver Wing is expensive, but there may not be good things in the storage bag.

Collect, collect, collect!

Li Ji gave instructions again and again, putting one silver wing after another into the storage bag.

Once the storage is complete, he will fly away from the place without fear of being intercepted and besieged.

"Li Ji, don't be too arrogant!"

With a coquettish sound, Mu Yixuan flew quickly. The more than 100 strong people in the Yudan period who followed her swarmed up and surrounded Li Ji in his heart.

Li Ji raised his eyebrows: "Yo, isn't this the Mu Shouzao who brought me food?

Mu Yixuan's face turned white, and he snorted coldly: "Lust hurts the spirit, Ji Gongzi should pay more attention to his body!"

Li Ji continued to speak freely: "There are two red moles on the back of Mu Shouzao, it is easy for people to mistake the front and back, which is quite sad!"

Li Ji has no good impression of the woman in front of him, and even all the women in this world. Once people don't have a good impression, they will have no scruples.

Mu Yixuan was suddenly in a mess: "You, what are you talking about......

"Hugh is going to talk nonsense!

The Ethereal Sword Sect Sect Sect Master Yujin Void stepped forward and slowly approached.

Mu Yixuan burst into tears: "Big Fish Sect Master, he framed others!"

Yu Jin lovingly took Mu Yixuan into his arms and gave an order: "Kill Li Ji!"

Li Ji shouted: "Wait, I have a tribute to the Fish Sect Master!"

The monks of the Ethereal Sword Sect didn't know what he was going to do, so they stopped one after another.

Li Ji suddenly jumped up, followed by a wave of his hand, and the pieces of paper fell one after another.

The more than 500 monks present, almost one each, then all had strange expressions, exchanged heads and ears, and peeked at Mu Yixuan from time to time.

Yu Jin frowned, raised his hand and burst out of aura, snatched the piece of paper from the hand of a monk outside Zhangyu, and immediately changed his expression when he saw it.

Mu Yixuan was so frightened that his heart was broken.

That's right, it's a photo of her fooling around with Li Chongxiang.

Li Ji was slightly happy: "Sect Master Yu, are you still satisfied with this tribute?"

Just kidding, I hit five hundred in one go, and the printer was almost scrapped!

Yu Jin was furious, and pointed at Li Ji: "Chop this son into meat puree!"

Li Ji squeezed his eyebrows: "Sect Master Yu is really unthankful, then I have to let your Xuan'er be famous!"

Yu Jin couldn't bear it, a black light shot out from his body, and the last hair came first, preempting the Ethereal Sword Sect monks and attacking Li Ji directly.

Li Ji grimaced, and his figure suddenly turned into a long rainbow, passing through the gaps of countless attacks. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the sky.

"Sect, sect master, I ......" Mu Yixuan's face was colorless, and his eyes were full of despair.

Yu Jin grabbed her by the hair and opened her bow left and right, and the sound of slapping resounded through the valley in an instant.