The black pill was held in his hand, and Jiang Xiansheng's eyes flashed with a hint of determination, and he directly threw the pill into his mouth.

The fishy smell filled his entire mouth, and he swallowed the pill into his stomach with the discomfort.

But the golden gourd had already come to him, looking at the flame in front of him, Jiang Xiansheng only felt that the world was beginning to become bloody, and the rain had turned into blood in front of his eyes.

At this moment, a long sword pierced the sky, tearing through the rain with sharp sword intent, and collided directly with the gourd. "Bang!" A loud explosion echoed throughout Wang's sky.

"Li Yu!" The fat man recalled the golden gourd back into his hand, looked at the man in white shirt standing in front of the gate in front of him, and said through gritted teeth.

Looking at Jiang Xiansheng who fell to the ground, Li Yu's eyes were full of playfulness, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he looked at the fat man in front of him and shouted loudly: "Wang Zhichun, you dare to hurt my people and take your life!" ”

A long sword turned into Lingyun, and Li Yu stood on it and rushed towards the fat man, "Sword in the clouds!" ”

Seeing this, the gourd in Wang Zhichun's hand became larger, flame lines appeared in his hand, and his eyes were fierce: "It turns out that all this is you, what do you want?" ”

"Hehe, what's the matter, of course it's to avenge my people, and I'll kill them with me!" Li Yu shouted at the group of disciples behind him.

"Yes!" Some people shouted, but more people, and even some female disciples, couldn't help but tremble when they saw the corpse lying in the distance, and even vomited directly.

It's not a joke, it turns out that it's really going to kill.

"I'm really afraid that the Wang clan won't make it, look at your group of disciples. All the disciples listened to the order, and none of them remained. ”

"Yes!" A roar of anger came from behind him, and if revenge was only a matter of anger, then their Wang clan was even more angry.

Li Yu didn't even glance at the disciple behind him, and rushed straight towards Wang Zhichun, and another sword flew out from his back. As thin as a silver edge, glowing with coldness.

"Flame walk." The huge gourd turned into flames and flew towards Li Yu in the air, and he also rose in the air to control the gourd and collide with Li Yu.

Hundreds of Wang Clan's refining bodies, either with fists or weapons, under the leadership of the dozen or so disciples of the Foundation Building Realm in front of them, roared and rushed towards the Li Clan.

The many disciples of the Li clan have begun to be timid when they see the menacing enemy, where have they experienced such a thing.

"We were already mentally prepared when we came, how can we be timid now and avenge Senior Brother Fang with me." Then an angry shout rang out.

Everyone looked at each other, "It's Senior Brother Yu in the middle stage of foundation building!" Someone recognized it and exclaimed.

Looking at the charging senior brother and the elders fighting above the sky, everyone in the Li clan was also aroused.

"Kill! Avenge Senior Brother Fang and Senior Brother Fang! ”

"Kill!"

The scene was chaotic in an instant, swords danced wildly, and spiritual skills collided together with a banging sound.

At this time, Jiang Xiansheng was kneeling on the ground, hunched and trembling. The red glow in his eyes became more and more obvious.

At this time, a Wang family's body refining disciple took advantage of the chaotic scene to come to Jiang Xiansheng, looking at Jiang Xiansheng who was trembling slightly in front of him, the man smiled and said, "Haha, go die!" ”

"Dead?" When Jiang Xiansheng heard this, he raised his head suddenly.

"Want to die? Perfect you, brethren, and pull him away for me. ”

"Great beauty, if you follow my ......"

"Humph! It's a shame ......."

A sentence recalls in his mind, and he clutched his head, his white hair sliding down his hat and falling down his shoulders.

Looking at the red blood rain in front of him, there was a fat fat man standing in his hand, holding a machete in his hand, he had tattoos on his body, like a tiger but with four wings.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! The hoarse voice was like a demonic whisper.

Blood flowed down his seven orifices, and even the pain in his body disappeared, and he staggered to his feet, took the dagger, and rushed towards the man.

The young man of the Wang clan who was originally thinking of picking up the leak and sneaking attack, after seeing the young man in front of him, the machete in his hand fell to the ground, and his eyes were full of horror and retreated.

But how could Jiang Xiansheng, who had lost his mind, let him escape, he rushed to the young man, staring at the young man with evil eyes glowing red.

The dagger in his hand was like a machete, irrational and unskillful, directly through the young man's body all the way to the crowd.

The two disciples in the scuffle also gasped when they looked at the scene in front of them.

"How dare you!" An angry shout came out of the mouth of a young man from the Wang clan, and he held a long sword in his hand to break through several Li disciples in front of him, and rushed straight towards Jiang Xiansheng.

Jiang Xiansheng looked at the comer, and the only trace of sobriety made him feel the danger of this person, very strong.

"I am Wang Ziran, the son of the head of the Wang family, you demon Dao will be killed!" The long sword in the young man's hand exuded a chill, and there were some lines on the surface.

"Demons?" Listening to the young man's voice, Jiang Xiansheng's last trace of reason disappeared, and looking at the seven Dao Gong who dissipated in front of him, he roared angrily: "Ah·····"

The young man's expression also changed suddenly, he listened to the roar, but he didn't feel a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, as if he was cut off by something.

"Pretend to be a ghost, look at the sword!" The long sword in the young man's hand roared, and he stabbed straight towards Jiang Xiansheng.

"Bell!" The sound of the dagger and the sword colliding sharply pierced the eardrum, making people feel uncomfortable.

The young man only felt a shock from the tiger's mouth, and hurriedly retreated, looking at the long sword in his hand that was still trembling a little, "This person's strength is so strong, it's like a humanoid demon beast." ”

"But I'm a cultivator, what's the use of having a lot of strength, I don't have exercises and spiritual skills, and I'm just a demon beast without reason." The young man looked at the young man in front of him with some contempt and sneered.

The young man swiped his fingers across the sword, and the lines on the sword body glowed with fiery red light as if they had come to life, and he raised the sword flat to his body, and shouted in his mouth: "Flame line." ”

This is the spiritual skill that their Wang clan is most proud of, although it is only a low-level spiritual skill, it can be combined with their Wang's foundation building technique to ignite the fire, even in the face of some high-grade low-level spiritual skills.

What's more, the sword in his hand was a semi-spiritual weapon given to him by his father, the head of the Wang family, and its power should not be underestimated.

Flames enveloped the sword, and the rain melted away, enveloping the smoke in its pass.

Jiang Xiansheng roared again, holding the dagger straight and rushing towards the long sword.

Seeing this, the young man snorted coldly at the corner of his mouth: "Ridiculous! ”

A powerful impact spread throughout Jiang Xiansheng's body, "Poof! A mouthful of blood spat out, his cuffs burned to the ground, and his hands were charred black.

And when the flame tried to climb up his coat along his arm, it suddenly went out, and the flame that even the heavy rain could not extinguish disappeared in an instant the moment it touched the coat.

The young man looked at the young man with some surprise, and said interestingly: "You are a good baby, I want it." ”

The boy didn't respond, still charging straight at him, as if he didn't feel the pain at all.

"Since you are so begging for death, then I will fulfill you!" Wang Ziran's spiritual power suddenly exploded, and he had reached the peak of the early stage of foundation building, and a mouthful of essence blood spit out from his mouth on the sword body, and the entire sword exuded a terrifying aura, and the sword moved with people.

"The fire in the sky is like the remnant sun, and the fire is in the red sky, go!" The sword in the young man's hand danced like an elf, accompanied by a fiery breath, this sword seemed to break through the night sky, and a huge afterimage burned the earth like a firebird.

Seeing the huge firebird coming straight towards him, Jiang Xiansheng still roared and rushed forward, there was only darkness in his eyes, fury and anger filled his mind, and a teenager was trembling in the deepest depths.

"Now, you're a demon too!" A very gentle word rang in the boy's ear.

The curled young man raised his head slightly, his right eye was slowly becoming dark, and a breath continued to climb on his body.

"Your life is mine, I won't allow you to die!" An angry shout came, and the young man in his mind, his eyes instantly returned to clarity, and even the movements of his body outside stopped, and the strange red in his eyes was slowly fading.

He looked at the girl who fell in front of him with some difficulty, and her consciousness gradually disappeared and fell to the ground, "It's her again." ”

Above the night sky, accompanied by thunder and heavy rain. The girl stepped on the frost, wearing a hat on her head, and under the hat was a pretty face like frost, and a pair of eyes without temperature were looking coldly at Wang Ziran, who was like a great enemy.

An ice-blue long sword was held in the girl's hand, and the sword in her hand danced gently, and the sword seemed to have a spirituality, "If you leave, go!" ”

In the face of the majestic firebird, the sword was not eye-catching, but it was like an ice needle, directly penetrating the firebird.

"Poof" Wang Ziran spurted out a mouthful of blood, "You have actually reached the middle stage of foundation building!" He said in surprise.

At this time, Li Yu and the two of them were facing each other above the sky, and the collision of sword light and gourd made the entire sky roar like lightning.

At this time, Li Yu looked at the fat man who was panting in front of him, and said with a smile: "Wang Zhichun, you are a smart person, you should know what to do." ”

"You're not afraid of the two family masters returning from the Immortal Mountain!"

"Hehe, Xianshan, they are all mud bodhisattvas themselves, and it is difficult to protect themselves when they cross the river."

"What!" Wang Zhichun said in surprise, he looked at the man in front of him, still smiling, but the more he looked, the more frightened he felt.

Wang Zhichun's eyes flickered, he glanced at the people who were fighting on the ground at the moment, and then at Li Yu with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said fiercely: "Okay, but I want to live alone." ”

Li Yu didn't seem surprised, he nodded, and then flew into the melee below.

He came to the girl and said with a smile, "Ran'er, why are you here?" ”

"Uncle Li! Are you really Uncle Li? ”

Looking at the man in front of her, the girl's heart was a little shaken. He was going to look for the two elders in the family to come together, but the two elders disappeared without a trace in the family.

The two elders of the Yudan realm, the girl couldn't imagine what caused them to disappear, he came to Jiang Xiansheng's house by ghost, and her eyes widened instantly when she saw that there was still a slight fishy smell left in the dim room.

This is the taste of the elixir of the Demon Dao, "Demon Control Guide". The girl's heart was shocked, and she hurriedly rushed out of the room and flew towards the Wang family.

"Silly girl, of course I'm your Uncle Li!"

I've been wearing the mask for a long time, and maybe I really don't even know who I am.