Li Xingchen covered his neck with one hand, and gurgling blood meandered down his fingers. He held the ground with one hand, and his eyes were fixed on Wei Youyang, who was not far away and withdrew the whip tail in his palm.

Wei Youyang smiled with a pair of thin crimson lips. "Li Daoyou, I advise you to admit your mistakes quickly, so as not to suffer."

Li Xingchen struggled to get up, blood spilled from the corners of his lips, and he wiped his sleeve clean without care. "Why admit something you haven't done?"

Wei Dongman stood with his hands behind his back and sighed softly, which seemed to be a pity. "Youyang, it seems that Li Daoyou doesn't appreciate it, so don't be polite."

"Yes." Wei Youyang bowed slightly, and when he looked up again, his eyes were full of sadistic excitement. He walked towards Li Xingchen step by step. Li Xingchen was secretly attacked by him, and the injuries he was not serious can be said to be serious, unless he is desperate, I am afraid it will be difficult to escape.

But...... Li Xingchen's eyes moved slightly, his opponent was not only Wei Youyang alone, he could escape the first year of junior high school, but he couldn't hide from the fifteenth.

"Wait a minute!" Tang Xi, who had been standing silently behind Wei Dongman, stopped Wei Youyang's movements. "I ...... That, since Li Xingchen was brought in by my Xuantianmen, and now that something has happened, it should be handled by my Xuantianmen, how can I be embarrassed to trouble Wei Daoyou. He bit his lip tightly, lest Wei Youyang disagree, and a pair of big eyes aimed at Wei Dongman pitifully.

Wei Dongman nodded. "Yes, please."

Ying Yilu breathed a sigh of relief. If Wei Dongman didn't pursue the matter, he could have brought Li Xingchen back to the door and then dispose of it. Regardless of whether Li Xingchen is a demon cultivator or not, it is better than losing his life inexplicably now. He held Li Xingchen's arm, "My Xuantian Sect will definitely give a satisfactory answer to all Daoists." Come on, take Li Xingchen down. ”

"Senior Brother Ying," Tang Xi remained motionless, "this is not good." The evidence is conclusive, if Li Xingchen is not corrected on the spot, how can he relieve the hatred in the hearts of all Taoist friends and return my Xuantianmen innocence? ”

"Tang Xi, what do you mean?!" Ying Yilu's face turned pale.

Tang Xi said softly: "Isn't it a joke to deal with the traitors under the door and ask Wei Daoyou to intervene?" Senior Brother Ying, if you are not willing to kill your relatives in righteousness, then Senior Brother I will reluctantly help Senior Brother solve this traitor. ”

Ying Yi's whole body trembled, and he roared in a low voice: "Tang Xi! Do you still have me in your eyes! ”

Tang Xi took a step forward, his right hand went around his side, the cold star flashed, and the long sword was unsheathed. He carried the sword, and the blade of the sword was pointed directly at Li Xingchen's throat. "Senior Brother Ying, please let me go so as not to get hurt."

Li Xingchen had already made up his mind. He suddenly exerted his strength and sent Ying Yilu far aside. The flowing moon in his hand condensed and formed, and he suddenly collided with the spirit sword that Tang Xi had slashed from his head.

A large mouthful of blood splattered on the placket. Unexpectedly, Tang Xi's strength was more than twice as strong as he estimated, and the poison that Wei Youyang had quenched on the whip also began to slowly attack, blocking the spiritual power in the meridians.

Tang Xi was stopped with one move, and the latter immediately followed. Li Xingchen secretly said that it was not good, he no longer even had the strength to maintain the form of the flowing moon. The flowing moon turned into countless snow flakes and scattered in all directions, and the spirit sword left a long blood mark on his chest, and a large amount of blood instantly stained the green clothes on his body.

He staggered a few steps, falling backwards involuntarily. The clouds are dark, and the sky is not visible. This time I'm really going to die, he thought vaguely, senior, you won't be able to find me in the future.

"Stop!"

A figure stood in front of him, his hands tightly gripping the spirit sword that pierced through his lower abdomen. Thick beads of blood dripped down his fingertips, and the corners of his lips showed a faint grim smile. The disciples who had been silently observing the development of the situation panicked, and the elders couldn't help frowning: Although this should be revealed to be not a disciple who is taken seriously, he is also familiar with Xuantianmen. It's a little embarrassing to make such a scene.

Tang Xi's eyes widened, and he snorted, "You...... You ......"

Ying Yilu pulled the sword body out of his body, knelt down and hugged Li Xingchen into his arms, and reached out to pat his pale cheek. "Senior Brother Li, wake up, wake up......" The blood stains on his hands were imprinted on his face.

"Why bother." Tang Xi sighed lightly, and while everyone was still immersed in Ying Yilu's sacrifice to save the demon Dao demon, he dropped a drop of blood from his fingertips on the stage, and recited a spell softly.

The first to notice the abnormality was Wei Dongman, he was not shocked by this scene of brotherly love, only to see Tang Xi's figure suddenly become transparent, and several dark red traces spread on the ground, quickly forming a large array glowing with demonic blood light.

"Not good!" He raised his sleeves and shouted, "Everyone, let's go!" ”

It's a pity it's too late. Tang Xi laid a net of heaven and earth, just waiting for the time to be ripe, and began to harvest the essence of the monks with an order. The shallow cultivator only had time to convulsion a few times before he was sucked dry and turned into a dead corpse, and Wei Dongman rose to the sky with Wei Youyang in his arms, trying to escape with the sword, but was fiercely stopped by the enchantment.

The almost transparent Tang Xi floated in the air, and threw a sympathetic glance at Li Ying and the others: "For the sake of the love of the same family, I will send you on the road first." ”

Ying Yilu suddenly curled the corners of his lips and laughed, he endured the earth-shaking pain in the dantian, coughed up blood and said, "Don't think! He rested his chin on Li Xingchen's shoulder and murmured, "Senior Brother Li, live." ”

A dazzling flash of light flashed, Tang Xi subconsciously closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he only saw a cloud of purple light enveloping Li Xingchen and leaving the sky.

"!" Tang Xi couldn't help but scold, "I actually blew up Jin Dan to send him out!" "Forget it, then Li Xingchen is so seriously injured, eight times out of ten he can't survive, why bother with him.

He looked down at the struggling monk and smirked. What a superior appearance, wasn't it so ugly before he died. When his father ruled the world and made these righteous monks all refine into his furnace, then he knew the joy of living.

"Young Master Xi, in the early night, Zong Wei Dongman and Wei Youyang, fled, fled."

"Rubbish!" Tang Xi kicked on the man, turned around angrily and left. "Why don't you gather up your blood and offer it to your father with me."

"Yes, Mr. Xi."