"Hmph, what if you can't use the spirit of your life, kill you, everything is solved!"

After listening to Song Fukang's words, everyone in the Song family and even many people who were watching from the periphery gathered around.

Before, it was just a grudge between Li Changan and Song Yi and Song Minghao, and the death of the two second ancestors is completely acceptable to many people, and even a good thing, they can't wait to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

But not at this time, they also can't summon the spirit of their birth, if they can't detoxify, the people who have offended in the past, including the other two families, will gnaw them to the scum.

The key to everything is to kill Li Changan and find the antidote.

As everyone knows, Li Changan did not have an antidote at all.

Poison is the medicine of murder!

In this way, it will be scary, and the configuration is to kill people, so why waste energy on configuring the antidote?

"Hahaha, let's fight!"

Li Changan laughed, surrounded by forty or fifty people in the middle of the compound, and there was a steady stream of people around him to join, but surprisingly, he didn't feel any fear, but his blood was boiling.

"Kill him!"

Because of the locking spirit water, the spirit monks could not use the spirit of their natal life, and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, so they could only attack in hand-to-hand combat.

Li Changan laughed, raised his fist, a person is more comfortable, he will not worry about accidental injury because of the large number of people, just catch whoever is beaten.

Bang! Bang!

There was a muffled sound, and every time at least one person flew upside down, surrounded by a group of enemies, and no one could resist Li Changan's punch.

Invincible self-confidence is rising, Li Changan is becoming more and more courageous, stepping on the thunder steps created by the Thunder Emperor back then, pinching the ancient tactics in his hands, tossing and turning in the crowd, like a wolf into a flock.

Condensing the Qi Realm, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and cultivating the power of the physical body, it is impossible to use all kinds of powerful martial arts like the Spirit Xuan Realm.

The ancient combat techniques used by Li Changan are far more powerful than the combat skills used by the Song family, although the posture is not particularly elegant, but it is more subtle, and it is far from being stopped by the people of the Song family who cannot use martial arts.

After a moment of rushing into battle, one-third of the people in the compound had fallen to the ground and wailed, and the serious ones vomited blood directly and fell into a coma, and some of them were as weak as salted fish, and they didn't know if they could survive.

"Hahaha, the huge Song family, there is no enemy, and there is no one who can fight!"

casually slapped a Song family member, Li Changan was extremely ridiculed, how arrogant.

Song Fukang, as well as a kind of high-level Song family who had not yet made a move, had a dark face, and felt infinitely aggrieved in their hearts, if they couldn't use the spirit of their own life, they could slap this kid to death with one slap, why should they suffer such humiliation.

Among them, the old man who was about sixty a year was the most angry, and the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, if he hadn't been pulled by two juniors, I am afraid that he would have rushed forward long ago.

He is the Song family's only eightfold spirit realm, but unfortunately, a drop of lock spiritual water does not pose the slightest threat to Li Changan now, because his qi and blood are declining, he can't catch a punch if he really goes up, and he has to be crippled if he doesn't die.

The old man was angry, really angry!

His life has been dedicated to the Song family, clearing countless obstacles for the Song family, putting the honor of the Song family in the first place, and his greatest wish is that the Song family can soar into the sky, and can lead the Song family to enter the royal capital and have a foothold in the royal capital.

It's a pity that the strength of the Song family is not good, the old man's talent is limited, and now he is only eightfold, barely touching the ninefold threshold, whether he can step into the Dixuan realm in this life is a question mark.

The skinny reality gradually smoothed out his ambition, thinking that if he didn't want to soar into the sky, as long as the Song family could ride the dust in this Moyuan City, it would not be considered to bury his life.

However, just today, that wish was shattered again.

Looking at the juniors flying upside down one by one, the old man's heart was dripping blood, so damaged, even if he grabbed the antidote, he would not be able to recover in a short time.

The status of the Song family is not guaranteed!

"Fukang, you guys, don't worry about me, I know my strength, and I won't die impulsively. ”

Seeing that his complexion had recovered a lot, Song Fukang nodded, waved his hand, and joined the battlefield with the last group of high-level officials of the Song family.

"Okay second uncle, I will break this kid into pieces!"

It seems to be aggressive, but to be honest, Song Fukang has no bottom in his heart, it is really this kid who is too weird, his strength is ridiculously strong, his combat skills are even more powerful, and there is that mysterious and mysterious pace, he has a hunch that the Song family is really dangerous today.

As he expected, Li Changan was devastating in the crowd, only to feel that he had inexhaustible strength in his body, and the more he fought, the stronger he became.

At first, there were people who could stand up under one punch, but now it is completely like bullying children, and they all fall to the ground unconscious under one punch.

Seeing that Song Fukang brought people up, Li Changan let out a long roar, took the initiative to bully him, and slapped the person who was blocking in front of Song Fukang away.

"Haha, why didn't the head of the Song family continue to watch the play next to him?"

"Hmph, the erector is arrogant!"

Don't dare to be careless, Song Fukang is the strongest combat skill as soon as he makes a move, and his fists are wielding vigorously and murderously.

When he watched the battle, he already regarded Li Changan as strong enough, but when he really dealt with it, he realized that he was still underestimating, Li Changan at this moment, when he collided with him before, he was like two people at all, a flaw was caught, and he was pressing step by step in an instant, but in twenty moves, Song Fukang had collapsed and fell into a life-and-death crisis.

The enemy began to weaken, Li Changan continued to attack without mercy, and was about to kill Song Fukang in his palm, when suddenly a sense of danger came from behind him.

Decisively giving up killing Song Fukang, Li Changan turned to meet the enemy, but saw that a dagger was close to his throat.

It's too late to dodge, even if Ben Lei's footwork is subtle, avoiding the fatal part will still inevitably result in injury.

Without much thought, Li Changan directly stretched out his hand to block it.

The dagger was successfully blocked, but the palm of his right hand was also pierced, dripping with blood, and the hot pain seemed to remind Li Changan how critical the situation was just now.

Li Chang'an's heart sank, in the face of the Song family's dozens of knives, guns and sticks, they were not injured, but at this time, they were almost planted on such a small black dagger, even if they didn't pay much attention to it, but this dagger was the biggest reason.

It can be clearly felt that the black dagger in the old man's hand is far superior to ordinary swords in terms of color and edge.

"Magic weapon?!"

Li Changan was slightly happy, the so-called magic weapon is a special weapon refined by a refining master that can be used by injecting spiritual power.

Moyuan City is too small, even Song Fukang didn't use magic weapons in the battle, not because he didn't want to, but at all, which is enough to see the preciousness of magic weapons.

Even if the old man can't use spiritual power to urge now, the power of the magic weapon dagger itself is already not to be underestimated.

His heart was hot, and the pain in his hand seemed to have weakened a lot, and the pierced right hand was sent forward, directly grabbing the magic dagger with the palm of the old man's hand.

With a click, the old man's wrist was directly twisted into a deformity, and with another kick, the old man's screams disappeared suddenly, only a long blood stain was thrown in the air, and the breath of life disappeared completely.

"Second uncle?!"