Bang!!!

With a loud bang, the earth, which was already shaking, suddenly became more violent!

Countless cracks emerged, and quickly spread, and the whole land was in shambles, and the big trees within twenty zhang were either staggered or broken by the fluctuations caused by the fighting method!

"Ahem! cough cough cough !!"

When all the abnormalities slowly dissipated, a middle-aged man was half-kneeling on the ground, his body was soaked in blood, and his cloak looked very embarrassed.

He got up slowly, and with just a simple action, he had already used up most of his strength, and the originally strong aura became nothing, and the once lofty temperament was also gone.

Looking at the group of mountains and wild cultivators in front of him, the middle-aged man never thought that this group of existences that he usually regarded as bedbugs actually gave him a near-fatal blow at a critical moment!

If it weren't for the collapse of his Dao foundation, there would be no hope of taking a step further in this life, otherwise he would already be a hateful body now!

"You ...... How dare that!"

The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth moved, as if he wanted to sneer, but he couldn't help coughing up blood again and again.

Streams of mana poured out from his body, slowly dissipating between heaven and earth, and re-evolving into streams of aura.

"Why don't you dare?"

Li Buwei stepped forward slowly, and said expressionlessly, "Just because you have a good background and are backed by an orderly sect, you can be high above and wantonly treat us as mud under your feet?"

Seeing that the other party's face was ugly and wanted to speak, he shook his head and sighed lightly, and the crimson round furnace held in his palm slowly rose under the infusion of mana.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but smile miserably, he already understood his own ending, but he still couldn't help but feel a little hopeful.

When the surging blazing fire fell, he subconsciously turned his head to look, only to see a few respectful junior disciples on weekdays, slowly retreating with a pale face.

On these familiar faces, there is no longer the slightest respect and flattery in the usual days, and there is only deep fear left in their eyes...... and pleasure.

The middle-aged man looked puzzled, and couldn't understand why the eyes of the junior disciples showed such a color, as if they had been waiting for a day and had been waiting for a long time.

But he didn't have a chance to figure it out, and as the endless light of fire fell, his body eventually turned into a pile of ashes, and a light wind fell on the messy earth.

In just a few dozen breaths, there were twelve monks from the two sects, and only five people from the meditation hall remained.

The six members of the Qingyang Sword Sect all fell, and even the late-stage cultivators of the Spiritual Realm of the Meditation Hall died under the joint siege of many mountain and wild cultivators.

Compared with the disciples of the other two sects, the middle-aged man in the Meditation Hall was the most aggrieved one who died.

With this person's cultivation, as well as the exercises and Taoism he cultivated, if he faced the enemy head-on, a group of mountain and wild cultivators would definitely not be his opponent.

If you are desperately injured a little, and you spend a little energy and time, even if there are nearly twenty mountain and wild cultivators, it is not impossible to kill all of them at your feet.

It's just that all the attention of this person was attracted by the giant python in front of him, and he failed to notice the movement behind him, and missed the opportunity to dodge the edge.

"Hmph, the so-called people in the sect are actually nothing more than that, they have an empty realm, but they don't have enough experience in fighting methods!"

In the midst of the wild cultivation of the mountains, Liu Qi couldn't help but sneer, his eyes were full of happiness.

As his words fell, he suddenly turned his head to look at the five Meditation Hall disciples who were already pale a few feet away.

These people can't do it now, and they can't escape from this place if they want to, and after seeing their senior brother fall, they have lost their backbone.

At this moment, seeing the eyes of the mountain and the wild cultivators, several people suddenly sighed in their hearts, and they wanted to turn around and escape, but the giant python had already blocked the way to retreat.

"It's a bit of a problem."

Ji Yuan held the Xuantian Spirit Devouring Pagoda in one hand and walked over with a long sword in the other.

Glancing at the five monks who had lost their fighting spirit, he suddenly felt a little headed

Hurt.

If the other party resists desperately, he can still kill them all without psychological burden.

But in the face of a group of guys who had given up resistance, he never had the slightest killing intent in his heart, not because he was soft-hearted or anything like that, but because he felt that it was not interesting.

Ji Yuan consciously is not the kind of indecisive person, no matter whether he has a deep hatred or not, once he becomes an enemy, he will naturally cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and it is impossible to leave any hidden dangers for himself.

"You go to the front and rest first, and I'll finish it here."

Just as he was about to make a move, Li Buwei, who was beside him, suddenly spoke.

As soon as these words came out, Ji Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood what the other party meant, and nodded his head after a little silence.

As he returned the sword in his hand to its sheath, he sent a thought to the python and walked off into the distance.

A moment later, several powerful fluctuations spread, and they calmed down at a faster speed, and when the giant python swung its huge body away, the five Meditation Hall disciples had already fallen to the ground.

Although the cultivation of a few people is not weak, after all, they have lost all their fighting spirit, and without any defense, how can they be the opponents of powerful demon beasts.

It only took a few breaths, and he was already seriously injured and fell to the ground one after another.

When the boy and the python figure moved away, a group of people here looked at each other, and their eyes became a little complicated.

"Li Daoyou, it's so hard for you to hide from us!"

The Taoist in the mountain stood with a stick in his hand, with a wry smile on his face.

Before this, no one could have imagined that the target they were looking for was actually not far behind him.

And the guys who lead themselves and others are also in a group with the target they want to hunt down!

The incident happened suddenly before, but now that I think about it, a group of people are quite unhappy in their hearts, and even faintly angry.

This is no longer just being played as an idiot, they almost lost their lives because of this!

Thinking of this, the eyes of the monks gradually became a little unkind, if it weren't for the scruples of the boy and the giant python in the distance, I am afraid that they would have acted angrily.

"Fellow Daoists, let's let the past just pass."

Li Buwei's expression was as usual, and he even had a little smile on his face, and he didn't take the anger of the people in front of him to heart at all.

After laughing happily twice, he turned to look not far away, the disciple of the Meditation Hall who was already seriously injured and unable to move, and then asked the people around him, "I don't know how many Daoists have had enough of this kind of life?"

A group of mountain and wild cultivators were stunned for a moment, some did not understand the meaning of this sentence, only a few people with sharp minds faintly had some guesses.

Glancing at everyone's expressions, the smile on Li Buwei's face gradually became richer, and a bright brilliance appeared in his eyes.