The true qi in his body was rolling, and those sword intents were still permeating his side, and Li Molan did not have much fluctuation in his heart because he had caused the killing of more than twenty people in an instant. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Qingcheng faction has become the head snake in Xunyang City for decades, and what they do naturally makes the people of Xunyang look at it in their eyes, complaining, eating the overlord's meal on weekdays is already considered light, and it is not uncommon to see some beautiful girls to overlord hard bows, and the evil headed by the Qingcheng faction is the son of the head of the Qingcheng faction, that is, the young master is not allowed to make money, since he was a child, he often haunts Xunyang City with a group of evil slaves, and the threshold of those arrogant people's houses is even more trampled, and these things are trivial, even the city lord of Xunyang City is too lazy to care。

When he first came here before, the city lord of Xunyang City was still willing to remind and remind these things, but later he was too frequent and didn't want to mention more, as long as he didn't get a human life, he wouldn't pay too much attention to it, after all, he was a cultivator on the one hand, and a mortal on the other, so was the mortal thing still a matter? Naturally, there was a trade-off in his heart, and the Qingcheng faction had a lot of silver taels obtained through improper means, and a large part of them would be directly supplied to the financial department, and the amount was very large, which was considered a contribution, so the city lord turned a blind eye.

But someone has to deal with them, and if the city lord of Xunyang City doesn't go, he can only let Li Molan deal with it.

This may not only be because of the hatred brought by Tang Xi, but also because of the responsibility that Li Molan herself must bear.

Dry Wine Poetry is dead, he is the new Beihai Sword Immortal, and the mortals of Beihai should be guarded by him.

And it makes sense.

Li Molan walked with his sword in his hand, and the white oil-paper umbrella not far behind him rested in the middle of the gravel path, constantly being slapped and rattling by the autumn rain.

The bamboo forest swayed in the wind and rain, and there was still no raindrop to stain his clothes.

There are a lot of people approaching, this is a normal reaction, because so many people have died, and even an elder of the Qingcheng Sect has died in his hands, there is no reason for the entire Qingcheng Sect to be unaware, and it must be a very violent reaction.

Li Molan is still standing on this bamboo forest path, watching the green bamboo leaves around her shake in the autumn rain, and some of the top leaves are dyed yellow because of autumn.

A lot of figures suddenly came out of the bamboo forest on the left and right, three on the left, three on the right, a total of six old men, most of them looked ancient, wearing green shirts and robes, each holding a sword, surrounding Li Molan in it.

"Elder of the Qingcheng Sect?" Li Molan was slightly stunned, but saw a seventh person coming towards him, middle-aged, holding a long sword glowing with silver light, a white Taoist robe, and an indescribable immortal demeanor.

Li Molan asked, "The head of the Qingcheng faction?"

The white-robed Taoist replied, "Exactly." ”

After saying these words, both of them were silent for a while, and the white-robed Taoist asked again: "My Qingcheng faction has no grievances with you, why do you want to harm my Qingcheng faction?

Li Molan frowned and said: "You are the head of the Qingcheng faction, how the Qingcheng faction has oppressed the people these years, don't you know? ”

The surrounding Qingcheng Sect elders looked calm and did not speak, but their standing positions gave people a vague sense of the truth of heaven and earth, which was obviously some kind of formation.

Li Molan knew that they were standing in a strange formation, most likely a sword formation, but he had no intention of stopping them.

A martial artist who has reached the peak is equivalent to a cultivator of the Dragon's Eye Realm, and these cultivators of the three realms can't pose much of a threat to him in a single battle, maybe let them form a formation, and there can be unexpected results.

Li Molan didn't think that these people could fight with him after forming a sword formation, so he didn't worry, but was just a little curious.

Because he had never seen a sword formation.

Listening to the young man's answer, the white-robed Taoist closed his mouth and remained silent.

Of course he knew the meaning of the young man in front of him, the other party's extraordinary strength just gave him the feeling that he was not like a cultivator, at least the other party did not have the slightest bit of aura, which made him a little puzzled, and he was not sure in his heart, could it be that the city lord of Xunyang City had changed again? This time, Qiu Mingshan sent such a young monk to be the city lord of Xunyang City?

The white-robed Daoist knew that the young man's killing had left the two sides without any room for recovery, and this silence was just to delay time, so that the six elders could connect the Qingcheng Sword Formation more perfectly, after all, there was only one person on the other side, and let the six elders of the Qingcheng Sect form the Qingcheng Sword Formation, even if it was the power of the Dragon Eye Realm, they had to end up in front of them.

This is also the reason why the city lords of Xunyang City have been very subtle about them for so many years.

The white-robed Daoist said, "Do you think you can defeat us?"

This is nonsense, because if you can't beat it, you still have to fight, it's no different from a stupid person, the white-robed Taoist is still dragging out time, in order to make the Qingcheng Sword Formation perfect, but there is no meaning to answer Li Molan's previous questioning, the Qingcheng faction is not only what these years, ten years ago, twenty years ago, is it not clear to him? Of course, there is nothing to answer.

Li Molan said: "Yes. ”

After saying these two words, a strong sword aura suddenly erupted in the air, and countless sword qi appeared out of thin air, and more importantly, with the complete perfection of the Qingcheng Sword Formation, Li Molan even felt some sword intent in this sword formation.

The white-robed Taoist laughed, "What about now, do you think you can still do it?"

The Qingcheng Sword Formation combines all the forces of the elders of the late stage of the six triathlon realms into one, and countless sword qi runs all around, and this sword formation is the enemy, even if it is against the six elders of the Qingcheng Sect at the same time, even the powerhouses of the Dragon Eye Realm will be very difficult.

What's more, there is also a peak of three realms that is infinitely close to the dragon's eye realm, that is, the existence of the white-robed Taoist of the head of the Qingcheng faction.

Li Molan looked at those silver-white sword qi wandering around, his expression never changed, he was still holding a small wooden sword, and he didn't mean to pull out the North Sea Dragon Elephant.

He was a little disappointed.

So Li Molan looked at the white-robed Taoist and said, "You took the time to prepare...... That's it?"

With some doubts and disappointed tones, this is inevitably humiliating the other party, at least in the hearts of the white-clothed Daoist and the elders of the Qingcheng faction, the white-clothed Daoist sneered and said: "It seems that you should be a young genius who entered the Dragon's Eye Realm at a young age, it's really a pity that such a genius would fall into our hands, if it is placed in Qiuming Mountain, you should also be a core disciple who is valued, right? You can enter the Dragon's Eye Realm at the age of thirteen or fourteen, isn't this just as genius as the legendary Senior Brother of Qiumingshan?"

The elder brother of Qiu Ming Mountain is one of the most outstanding young geniuses in Beihai, and also the most outstanding disciple of Qiu Ming Mountain, it is rumored that he cultivated very late, and was picked up by the head of Qiu Ming Mountain in his early years, and only began to cultivate when he was seventeen years old, and he realized the Tao in a dream that night, and entered the realm of enlightenment, and then he broke the mirror into three in a year of cultivation, and directly refreshed the "emperor" of Emperor Zizhai Jun Buxie set a record of three in one and a half years, becoming the most talented young generation in Beihai, and now I heard that he has also entered the dragon's eye realm, which is speculated by many people to be one of the powers of the future Netherworld, at least not to lose to Emperor Zizhai's Emperor Jun Buxie.

The white-robed Taoist will lift the young man in front of him to the same level as the senior brother of Qiu Mingshan, Li Moran doesn't think that he wants to praise himself, the other party feels that the victory is in hand, so he will say this, the praise in this case is not so much praising Li Molan, it is better to say that the white-robed Taoist is secretly touting the Qingcheng faction.

Li Molan looked at the translucent sword qi that was wandering around and was full of murderous aura, and said calmly: "No...... I am far more talented than the senior brother of the Autumn Famous Mountain you mentioned. ”

Although he said these words seriously, it seemed that he was crazy. The white-robed Taoist's expression froze, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he secretly thought that he had overestimated you a lot by giving you such a high evaluation, and you really took yourself seriously? It's ridiculous.

Those Qingcheng Sect elders in the Qingcheng Sword Formation sneered one by one, mocking the young man's inadequacy.

Li Molan raised his hand, pointed the tip of his sword at the white-robed Daoist, and said, "Even if you stand in this sword formation, I can still kill you." ”

The white-robed Taoist was stunned and pondered for a while.

Then, the head of the Qingcheng faction took a few steps back without hesitation in the next second, and walked to the outside of the Qingcheng Sword Formation, as if relieved, and said jokingly: "What about now? Young people are young, and they can even tell others what they think, can you break the barrier of this sword qi and kill me now?"

can be shameless and shameless to such a point, worthy of being the head of the Qingcheng faction.

Probably because he was speechless, the boy was silent.

Then Li Molan put on a posture of stabbing forward, and a sword intent that overshadowed the Qingcheng Sword Formation emanated from his body, making all the Qingcheng Sect elders vigilant in their hearts.

At the same time, the silver-white sword qi came out of the tip of the thousand-year-old wooden sword, making this small wooden sword look a lot longer.

Li Molan moved, the speed was faster than everyone imagined, and he stabbed the white-robed Taoist with a sword without hesitation, as if he didn't know that there was a barrier of the Qingcheng Sword Formation blocking the way in front of him.

This is the final form of the Hundred Grass Sword Gang, the greedy wolf style.

This style of sword intent is quite sharp, and those sword qi are full of piercing power, and all the sword qi is condensed together, looking like a needle and like a slender spear.

The piercing voice was fleeting, and in the next second, Li Molan disappeared in place, turning into a bolt of lightning and rushing towards the white-robed Daoist.

At the same time, the six elders of the Qingcheng Sect looked at the empty sword array and the sword qi barrier of the Qingcheng Sword Formation that had been torn out of a hole, and finally turned their heads tremblingly and looked at the location of the white-robed Daoist before.

The small wooden sword had already pierced the heart of the white-robed Daoist.

Li Molan calmly drew his sword, shook off the blood on the blade, and quickly made up for the head of the white-robed Daoist, because he didn't want to hear the other party's last words.

The head of the white-robed Taoist was split in half, and the red and white streams flowed out, and in addition to the brain, the brain with complex patterns could be faintly seen.

The graphics are bloody and somewhat terrifying.

"The penetrating power of the greedy wolf style is really terrifying, and it is worthy of the mastery of Emperor Zizhai. ”

Ignoring the corpse on the ground, Li Molan, whose clothes were stained with blood and turned scarlet, muttered to herself, and then turned her head away, her expression still calm.

The six elders of the Qingcheng Sect were like facing a great enemy, and their hands holding their swords were trembling.

"Die, too. The boy grinned.