Li Qingyun's thoughts were uncertain, and he was hesitating which way to use, but when he saw that the martial cultivator had already moved, he said loudly: "Senior brother, go all out, destroy this Taoist first, and then talk about the rest." ”

"Senior brother, don't worry, you and I join forces, this person can't see the sun tomorrow. As he spoke, the spiritual monk retreated more than ten steps, sat cross-legged on the side of the road, and instantly came out of his body.

However, he did not fight directly with the spirit body, but pinched the seal with his hand, and with a flick of his fingers, a golden-bodied Arhat appeared in mid-air, holding a demon pestle and a lotus platform with a foot tower. His face was compassionate, but he went straight to the Taoist that Li Qingyun had transformed, and smashed it with a pestle.

At the same time, Wu Xiu Fan Monk was not idle, exhaling with his back, from the bottom to the top, the true qi penetrated the body, and a fist mark the size of a basketball blasted towards Li Qingyun's illusion of the Taoist.

"Damn!" Li Qingyun instantly retreated ten zhang away, avoiding the blow of the golden-bodied Arhat. But that fist mark had already attacked in front of him, so he had to instantly separate a spirit body, turn it into a fist, and fight hard with the fist mark.

A Three Realms spiritual cultivator who doesn't know how to do magic, and the Three Realms martial arts cultivator fights face to face, and he definitely doesn't take advantage. However, the monk had also been injured, and this punch was far less than one-third of the punch just now, and the fist condensed by Li Qingyun's spirit body was almost not dispersed, and it was withdrawn.

"Huh, Daoist friends have always used spirit bodies to deal with enemies, either fists or palms, and it seems that they can't do magic?" The monk's out-of-body spirit body stared at the Taoist that Li Qingyun had transformed, and suddenly said with a divine thought.

Li Qingyun's heart trembled, this monk is really smart, he saw that he had fought for a while, and he guessed the truth. Because he is a martial spirit double cultivator, he thinks that martial arts can just practice a few tricks of grappling techniques, anyway, with the assistance of Lingquan elixir, coupled with a powerful spirit body that can shoot at any time, he feels invincible in the world, even if it doesn't hurt people. Self-preservation is also sufficient.

It wasn't until today that he encountered the siege of several strong enemies, and Li Qingyun discovered that the powerful spirit body was not omnipotent, there was no magic, and he was controlled by the enemy everywhere, which was very embarrassing.

"To deal with you, one punch and one slap are enough. What kind of spell to use!" Li Qingyun said bullishly, but Wu Xiu Fan Monk punched one punch after another, and the fist marks were dense, so that Li Qingyun could only resist hard. Coupled with the ubiquitous golden-bodied Arhat, he is already a little embarrassed.

At this time, the battle on the farm had also begun, and the physical bodies of Gong Xinghe, Xiao Qian, Gu Zhaoji, Zheng Xinyan, Chu Yingtai, and Li Qingyun had ...... Among the five and a half of them, only Xiao Qian and Li Qingyun's physical bodies can be regarded as martial arts cultivation, and Gu Zhaoji is a killer. There are spiritual means, and at the same time, there is also a martial physique, which can be regarded as a special existence.

However, Li Qingyun's physical body, even if he has a trace of spiritual sense, only has the power of self-preservation, and he has to hide behind everyone in order to entangle a person of the same level.

The others must evade attacks and interference from enemies who are outnumbered by their own. to be able to cast the spell.

The only thing to be thankful for is that these ten masked killers. There are only three second-realm high-level, and the rest are second-realm beginner and second-realm intermediate rank, and the level is uneven.

But even so, Gong Xinghe and his party were in danger, and even two masked men had already begun to attack the small defensive formation outside the villa, preparing to break into the house. Attack the ordinary people inside.

Li Qingyun was furious, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he was ready to use the small space and take in the masked killers on the farm first.

At this moment, a huge fist mark was suddenly seen falling from the sky. smashed on the spiritual monk sitting on the side of the road, and snorted, like the strange sound of stepping on a bean worm.

That living monk instantly turned into a meat puree, embedded in the fist prints on the ground.

"Ah, who killed my body!" The monk in mid-air screamed in horror, instantly recalling the golden-bodied Arhat to protect himself, and at the same time looking around blankly, looking for the sneak attacker.

Without disappointing him, the second terrifying fist mark, almost at the same time as he screamed, appeared ten meters away, like a meteor, and smashed towards his spirit body.

This punch, like the move of the martial cultivator monk to sneak attack Li Qingyun, is a simple fist print, but it contains all the essence and spirit of martial cultivation, mixed with powerful qi and blood, forming a special and terrifying force.

"Senior brother, get out of the way!" Martial Cultivator Monk reacted extremely quickly, and at the moment when Spiritual Monk screamed, he had already turned around and swung out a fist mark, facing the huge fist mark in the sky.

With this turn of effort, Li Qingyun left too many opportunities, and at this time, the spirit bodies gathered together, turned into a huge palm, descended from the sky, locked the martial arts monk, and boomed.

The two loud noises came together, one was the sound of the fist prints colliding, and the two fist marks collided, forming a terrifying vitality fluctuation that tore the space apart. And the monk's spiritual cultivation was on the verge of the explosion, although he escaped a little distance, but he did not escape completely, and was swept into it again.

The golden-bodied Arhat formed by the spell was annihilated in an instant, and his spirit body was also shattered by the explosion. But he was not stupid, the source of the spirit was not destroyed, and in the next second, his spirit body appeared in the sky thousands of kilometers away to reunite.

And Li Qingyun slapped the body of the martial cultivator into the ground with all his palm, and heard several sounds of bones shattering, as well as the sound of vomiting blood. But when he took away the giant palm, a monk jumped out of the humanoid pit on the ground, vomiting blood and running, as if trying to find a place to recover.

It's a pity that Li Qingyun didn't give him time to recover, and slapped it again.

The monk replied with a fist mark in pain, and at the same time, his figure was like electricity, desperately dodging, trying to escape from Li Qingyun's attack range. However, an old man with a long beard suddenly appeared in his escape route, punched him lightly, as if soothing ashes, and knocked him back again, falling to the side of the humanoid pit.

Seeing this long-bearded old man, Wu Xiufan shouted in horror: "Li Chunqiu, why are you here? Didn't you go to Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province to trouble the Su family? Where is Sun Daqi? Where is he hiding?"

Before he heard the promise, with a snap, Li Qingyun slapped it again, as long as Li Qingyun was given a little time to breathe, his terrifying attack power could be exerted.

Wu Xiu Fan Monk only parried for a moment, and was slapped on the ground again, but this time he was on guard, only to hear a vomit of blood, and the bones were not broken again.

Li Chunqiu, with a bit of Taoist ethereal aura, sneered: "If I don't go out, how can I lure you out? As for Sun Daqi, you won't look at it yourself?"

In the farm, there was a sudden dense scream, Sun Daqi, a martial artist in the Three Realms, was good at attacking, and he didn't use fist prints, and he fought hand-to-hand alone. Like a tiger entering a flock, with the strongest attack power of the eagle and snake fist, first destroyed the two masked people who had just broken through the defensive array, and then cleaned up a high-level strong enemy in the second realm for Chu Yingtai, and then jumped with both legs, like an eagle striking the sky, and went straight to the spiritual monk in mid-air.

The body of the spiritual monk has been destroyed, but the spiritual body has been cultivated to the ability, and it will not be extinguished for a while, as long as you find the right body, you can also be reborn, which is the ability that the Tantric sect is good at.

However, without the physical body, the spirit body is like water without a source, a tree without roots, it will wither and weaken at a rapid rate, and it will no longer have the courage to cast spells and consume spiritual energy.

Seeing that Sun Daqi was like a monkey, jumping more than ten zhang, rushing into the sky like flying, the spiritual monk screamed in fright, and instantly flew a few miles away, shouting with his mind: "Senior brother, we were fooled today, quickly escort me away, and he will come again to avenge this blood revenge!"

Sun Daqi couldn't catch up at this moment, so he scolded angrily, and another fist mark was made. However, the spiritual monk had already taken precautions and tried his best to dodge, but this punch couldn't help the other party.

The Taoist conjured by Li Qingyun suddenly said: "That half-dead spiritual cultivator will be handed over to me to clean up, you can kill this Three Realms martial cultivator first! Kill spiritual cultivator, I am the best at it!"

When Sun Daqi heard this, he simply jumped more than ten zhang, like gliding, three jumps and two jumps, and then jumped onto the road, one after the other, blocking the seriously injured martial monk.

"Okay, I'll leave it to our two brothers here, fellow Daoists can go and clean up that guts spiritual cultivator with peace of mind. Ge Laozi, I have long felt that these monks are unreliable, or if you lure them out, Lao Tzu will not sleep peacefully. Li Lao Er, this is a bad move you came up with, you must be clean!" Sun Daqi said, already like a snake, suddenly attacking the seriously injured martial monk.

Li Qingyun's illusionary Taoist instantly caught up with the spiritual monk a few miles away, and the monk blessed himself with the lotus platform, and he did not escape. At this time, he didn't care about using the Arhat Body Protection Technique anymore, so he only added a layer of golden armor to his spirit body, and then fought with Li Qingyun's spirit body.

This spiritual monk was actually not injured, but his body was destroyed, and his courage was already frightened, and he wanted to escape.

In this panic, there was almost no resistance, and after being smashed by Li Qingyun's punch, the source of the spirit body was scattered before it could be reunited.

Fan Seng had just seen how the old spiritual cultivator of the Three Realms had died stupidly, and he didn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past, so he let the source of the spirit body carry the scattered spirit body and want to reunite the spirit body thousands of kilometers away.

However, something frightened him happened, and the scattered spirit body was swallowed by some force, and it was instantly reduced by two-thirds.

By the time he reunited a kilometer away, the spirit had weakened to the point of near-transparency, and the wind seemed to be blowing away. This is like a spirit body of a three-realm spiritual cultivator, and a second-realm spiritual cultivator can break up his spiritual body.

Li Qingyun didn't let him wait long, and when he destroyed his spirit body again, the source of the spirit body was also scattered. When the remaining one-third of the spirit body was also collected into the small space, the desperate screams of the monk were heard in the air.

A few strange screams like a ghost, the voice faded to a faint voice, and a gust of wind swept by, and the source of this spirit body completely collapsed and died.

However, the source of the spirit body is the essence of the essence, and there is only a little bit of it, and it also rains a spiritual rain. With a wave of his hand, Li Qingyun gathered this piece of spiritual rain and threw it into the No. 3 farm to moisten the plants and fields there.

"Senior brother!" Monk Wu Xiu roared in pain, his two fingers connected to his chest and the sea of qi, and he actually gathered a breath of true qi, wanting to blow up his seriously injured body.

It's just that Sun Daqi pecked an eagle and hit Wu Xiu's throat, instantly interrupting his self-detonation plan, his eyes widened, and he fell straight down, not blinking.

The body of the Three Realms is also an excellent resource, but the body of martial cultivation is not like spiritual cultivation, it will not dissipate in an instant, Li Qingyun has time to put this corpse into a small space and let the small space upgrade.

However, there are still several masked killers on the farm that need to be dealt with, and he has not yet had time to observe the changes in the small space. Devouring two Three Realms spiritual cultivators in a row, the small space has undergone tremendous changes, and even if you don't go in to watch, you can still feel the strange tremor and the rumbling sound that only occurs when the expansion becomes larger. (To be continued.) )