Chapter Eighty-Seven: Rescue from Heaven

Lies are often used to cover up the facts, but unfortunately Zhang Mochun didn't expect such a philosophical sentence, he only thought that he had been tricked, in fact, he was indeed tricked.

A distance of 100 miles is 15,000 zhang in the air, and the weight of the reverse Kunlun is not light, even if there is no Li Xian to guide it, it is not a difficult thing to pierce Zhang Mochun, in fact, as far as the current Li Xian is concerned, there is indeed no means to control the reverse Kunlun.

At that time, his mental power still couldn't stop Reverse Kunlun in the last ninety miles, and seeing that Reverse Kunlun was about to get out of his control, he could only push it up with all his might.

It is always much easier to change the direction of movement of an object than to stop it directly, so Li Xian's sword was constantly pushed up and up again by his telekinesis.

Later, he had changed his attention, anyway, even if this sword was withdrawn, it might not be able to defeat Zhang Mochun, it was better to continue to guide himself, and take advantage of the strength of this sword to give Zhang Mochun another sword.

So there is this sword that fell from the sky, this sword not only has the power to fall, but more importantly, it has the sword intent that the sword has not disappeared, in fact, in terms of strength, Zhang Mochun is not much different from the blood three, naturally not as good as the blood two.

And Shen Jian is a sword that even Blood Er can't stop, let alone him Zhang Mochun.

So, after Zhang Mochun raised his head, his eyes widened, at this time, he didn't have time to do anything else except come and make this expression, and the only thought that flashed in his mind was that he was dead, dead

In fact, in such a situation, he really won't have any other situation except death, but he prefers people not to live long, and the disaster will last for thousands of years.

Just when Reverse Kunlun was about to touch his forehead, he stopped in place.

A middle-aged woman in Zhou Yuan costume slowly came to the field, Li Xian couldn't see the cultivation, he thought that he must be strong, otherwise it would be impossible to catch his sword.

He struggled to sit up straight, and said in a cold voice, "You are the reinforcements I invited from Chuanyin?"

The middle-aged woman had bloodshot at the corner of her mouth, it seemed that it was not easy to take the sword, she nodded, let herself smile as softly as possible, and said, "The courtyard master has an order, this person can't die." ”

Li Xian smiled: "How can you make me believe you?"

The middle-aged woman didn't say much, just casually connected her fingers, and suddenly the major acupuncture points on Zhang Mochun's body burst into blood mist, and he was abolished.

After doing all this, the middle-aged woman nodded and said, "Elder Li, are you satisfied now?"

Li Xian looked at Zhang Mochun, who had a blank look in his eyes at this time, and then looked at the dozen or so corpses hanging at the entrance of the town, the corners of his mouth unconsciously flashed a sneer, and then mobilized the reverse Kunlun with the little mental power left.

Blood debts still need blood to pay, as for whether what this middle-aged woman said is true or false, what does it have to do with him Li Xian?

The middle-aged woman's face turned pale, but this time she didn't stop it, she just said lightly: "My name is Zhang Ruotong, one of the ten elders of the Zhou Academy, I had a younger brother a long time ago, and he was also surnamed Zhang. ”

Li Xian looked at Zhang Mochun's corpse in a different place and said with a smile: "It seems that what I did was not wrong at all, you lied just now." ”

Zhang Ruotong said coldly: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Li Xian said calmly: "You shouldn't have talked to me just now, a big man like you, talking is tantamount to wasting time, but what you said is definitely not a waste of time, just because you have concerns." If you don't say anything, take this beast and leave, you can't say that your nephew or anything can still live well, but you said that besides, you are an elder, and so am I, why should I be afraid of you?"

Yes, Li Xian really doesn't have to be afraid, just because he is not only the elder of the Zhou Academy, but also the future dean of the Hui Academy, the future dean is in danger, and naturally there will be many people to take care of it, and in Li Xian's sight, he has already seen a person who can manage this matter.

Zhou Ruotong may have noticed the existence of such a person a long time ago, so he chose to give in again and again, otherwise, with Li Xian's current condition, he might have died ten times and a hundred times, how could he live until now?

Zhou Ruotong snorted slightly, and then rolled up his dress, and left the field with Zhang Mochun's body.

Zhang Mochun died, his elite cavalry naturally scattered, in fact, people's hearts are flesh and blood, and how many people are willing to kill those helpless people desperately?

Looking at the cavalry that retreated like a tide, the surviving people woke up like a dream, and they couldn't help cheering, and people couldn't help but run to Li Xian, some to support, and some to see this hero up close.

Li Xian had no choice but to look at the person in the field helplessly, and then closed his eyes.

In a trance, he was carried for a distance, and then put on a large bed, and vaguely smelled the familiar smell, so he fell asleep with peace of mind.

When he opened his eyes again, it was two days later in the night, and the little fox was already quite familiar with him, and was tilting his head to look at him at this time, as if asking, why did you faint again?

Li Xian let out a wry smile helplessly, and then looked around, as if he was looking for something.

"You don't have to look for it, you can't waste your mind like this?"

It was a lazy voice, and Li Xian looked up and saw a middle-aged man lying on the beam.

He was immediately pleasantly surprised and said, "Vice Dean Wen, I didn't expect to meet you here." ”

Wen Cheng said helplessly: "Of course, it's not that you met me by chance, there will be such a good thing in the world, I seem to have been with you for nearly a month, but you didn't find me." ”

Li Xian smiled bitterly: "That can only show that Vice Dean Wen's strength is unfathomable, and it is not something that anyone can see if they want to." ”

"Yo, this little mouth is sweet. ”

Wen Cheng smiled and said, "I didn't expect that after five years, your kid has not only grown in cultivation, but also become able to speak." ”

Li Xian was stunned, this sentence seemed to be what Zhou Nianyun had said at the beginning.

He had an idea, and answered: "Isn't being able to speak also a rare kind of growth?"

Wen Cheng was surprised: "It seems that the influence of the ladies of the Zhou Courtyard on you is really not a star. ”

Li Xian scratched his head embarrassedly, it seems that being able to speak is a rare ability, and only the women of Zhou Yuan think so.

After laughing, he solemnly hugged his fists and thanked: "Thank you Vice President Wen this time, otherwise, I should die again." ”

Wen Cheng waved his hand and said casually: "If it weren't for the loss of your cultivation, I wouldn't have had the heart to stay longer, but fortunately, this crooked fight is correct, otherwise I have to consider finding a dean of the Hui Academy, wouldn't it be difficult?"

Li Xian finally knew what this master was thinking, but he still couldn't help but smile.

"Okay, now that you've woken up, I can't stay longer, your house is really not comfortable, and it always smells of carbon, which makes people really uncomfortable. ”

Saying that, he got up, as if he remembered something again, so he continued: "By the way, that kid from Shusheng has been mixing well in the past few years, and most of this incident is inseparable from him, what a cautious guy, let's go." ”

When Li Xian heard the Shusheng, he frowned slightly, but when he wanted to ask again, Wen Cheng had disappeared, leaving him alone to continue frowning and pondering