Chapter Seventy-One: Illusion

Scarface walked step by step in the direction where Shen Li was, and as he was walking, Scarface's face changed, and he suddenly stopped, the steel knife came out of its sheath, and shouted violently: "Who? Get out of here!"

Hearing this, the rest of the thieves were shocked, and they came in clusters, and the steel knives choked out of their sheaths, looking nervously inside.

"Hey"

Shen Li sighed, he didn't want to do much, but now, there is no way to go out.

Seeing Shen Li's appearance, these bandits were stunned at first, and then laughed one after another, with strange expressions.

"Damn, I thought it was, it turned out to be a stinky kid!"

"Damn, it scared me, boss, I think you're too sensitive, right? Such a weak and delicate boy, I'm afraid I can't even stand a slap in the face. ”

And in their banter, Scarface was also relieved, shrugged and smiled, the steel knife rested on his shoulder, and said to Shen Li: "Boy, who are you?"

"What do you have to do with it?" Shen Li said leisurely, he had just taken a look, and he knew that the cultivation of these people was no higher than the sixth rank of the Initial Martial Realm, and there was no threat to him at all.

"Yo drink, your mouth is quite hard, you probably don't know the methods of the grandfathers, right?" one sneered.

", I don't want to kill you. Shen Li shook his head and said lightly, he had killed enough people today, and he really didn't want to kill any more.

Everyone was stunned, and then as if they had heard something ridiculous, they laughed exaggeratedly, pointed at Shen Li, and said: "Boy, do you know who grandpa is? Grandpa is the king of the nearby mountain, killing not a thousand people but eight hundred, kill us, your brain was kicked by a donkey, right?"

"Boy, let me ask you, what's the matter with the smell of blood here? I can still take your life after answering, or else, hum" Scarface said with a slam of the steel knife, cutting a crack in the ground.

"Really not leaving?" Shen Li didn't answer, and asked again.

"Are you fucking sick in the brain, Lao Tzu broke one of your arms first, and let you scream" A big man scolded, and then with a cruel laugh, he rushed towards Shen Li.

But in the next moment, his scolding had stopped abruptly, because Shen Li had already come to his side like a ghost, and with a click, he directly twisted his throat bone into pieces.

"Puff"

Seeing the figure of his companion falling to the ground, everyone couldn't help but be on the spot, and then roared angrily and rushed towards Shen Li.

"A bunch of idiots"

Shen Li sneered, his hands waved again and again between the flickering of his body, and he saw that the figures of the remaining three people suddenly stagnated, and their expressions were also frozen, and they stopped on the spot.

"Click"

A continuous cracking sound sounded, and the throat bones and skulls of the three of them shattered at the same time, and then their bodies fell to the ground with a bang.

"You"

At this moment, Scarface's face finally changed color, and he looked at the handsome young man in front of him with a frightened face, realizing that he had met a master.

"If you have to die, no wonder me!"

Shen Li stopped talking nonsense, the long knife came out of the sheath, and in a burst of roaring, Scarface was already in a different place.

"A few more, damn it, it's really bad luck today!"

Looking at these corpses, Shen Li couldn't help but scold angrily, the ones in front of them hadn't been cleaned up yet, and there were a few more ones, which made people angry.

But just as Shen Li was secretly scolding, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, Shen Li was stunned at first, and then a smile suddenly lifted on the corner of his lips.

"A corpse of a bandit, a corpse of the Lin family, what a wonderful scene"

Shen Li rushed back to the woods, and after kicking Lin Wenhao back to the official road again, he put on a scene after a tragic battle, covered with blood, and laughed with satisfaction.

It is also a coincidence, when Shen Li was worried about how to deal with the corpses of the Lin family, these bandits suddenly appeared, which was just right to cause the scene of the thieves ambushing Lin Wenhao and others.

"Let's see if there's anything good"

With the intention of the bad guy to the end, Shen Li searched Lin Wenhao's body for a while, and suddenly found a beautifully made brown hanging bag, which was only half a foot in size, but it made Shen Li overjoyed.

"Sumeru bag?"

Shen Li recognized this thing, it was a particularly wonderful thing, although it was only half a foot in size, but the space inside was huge, called Sumeru space, extremely valuable, only Shen Hongtian in the Shen family had this.

Knowing that Lin Wenhao's good things must be in it, Shen Li is not far from opening it, because on the official road, there are too many people passing by, and it will be troublesome if people see it.

Shen Li turned over and dismounted, and after looking back to confirm that it was correct, he waved his horsewhip sharply and ran towards Jiang Yuancheng.

Outside of Taiyu City, there is a reckless mountain range, winding for thousands of miles, very magnificent, and among these mountain ranges, there is a peak, called Bai'an Peak, which is extremely eye-catching, reaching into the sky.

But in the eyes of the people of Taiyu City, all the Bai'an Peak is well-known, not because of its beautiful scenery, but because there is a very powerful sect in it.

Although the sect is not in Taiyu City, in the eyes of some big forces in Taiyu City, Bai Anfeng is definitely a powerful force that can make them look sideways, just because of his head, a powerful martial artist known for his ruthlessness, bloody and cruelty, and that name that makes people deeply jealous, Yu Yanhai.

In the middle of Bai'an Peak, Yu Yanhai closed his eyes slightly, sitting cross-legged, and in the midst of the key cultivation, a stream of crimson air continued to rise beside him.

"Smack"

A crisp sound suddenly sounded, waking Yu Yanhai up from his cultivation.

Yu Yanhai Huo Ran turned his head and looked at a stone platform not far away in disbelief, on which there were about ten jade gray square cups, and flames were burning in them, and in the most marginal place, a jade cup had been shattered, and the flames were extinguished.

His expression changed suddenly, as if a huge anger was rolling in his chest, and murderous intent was rising.

"Wen Hao is dead?"

Yu Yanhai's voice was very trembling, but there was a cold killing intent that made people palpitate, this jade lamp is called the life soul lamp, and it has the life breath of the corresponding martial artist, once this person dies, the life soul lamp will be broken.

"How is this possible? He is already a cultivator of the Great Perfection of the First Martial Realm, could it be that there is an innate powerhouse who has made a move against him?"

Yu Yanhai's cold voice echoed in the secret room, and at this moment, the door of the secret room suddenly opened, and a group of old and young warriors suddenly rushed in, looking at the broken life soul lamp on the stone platform coldly, and they couldn't believe it.

"Master, this is," one of them suddenly asked.

"It's Wen Hao, someone killed him!" Yu Yanhai's voice could literally freeze the air into ice slag, even these people couldn't help but be excited.

"Who is it? What a bold man, who dares to touch my Bai'an Peak!" one shouted angrily.

"Check, go check it for me, it's really eaten the gall of the immortals, and you dare to kill my disciple Yu Yanhai, if you don't break it into thousands of pieces, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

Yu Yanhai's eyes were clear, and the killing intent continued to rise, almost poking a hole in the mountain, and everyone was trembling.