For Bai Wei, she had a bit of a holiday with Li Guanxuan.

Although it is not a mortal enemy, but at the moment, the two masters of the Thunder Fire Sect and the Bright Moon Sword Sect are going to kill Li Guanxuan, and if she is involved in the Ink Pavilion, then she will definitely die.

Moreover, in Bai Wei's opinion, being good friends with Yan Mingyao and Ling Jiansheng obviously has more benefits than being good friends with Li Guanxuan.

The three-hundred-year-old spirit wood is what Bai Wei urgently needs now.

At the beginning, Li Guanxuan was reluctant to exchange with her, but now she can only rely on her own ability to obtain it.

Seeing that the mid-stage foundation building of the three major forces had already moved to Li Guanxuan's side, the demon cultivator from Xingluo Valley squinted and smiled:

"Fellow Daoist, you are a decent sword cultivator, I can't ask someone to help you, but because I am not used to the style of a decent monk, I can personally help you drag Yan Mingyao, this has nothing to do with human feelings, it is purely personal preference and grievances!"

Li Guanxuan turned his head to look at Yu Xie, and said with a smile: "Thank you." ”

Yu Xie also glanced at the demon cultivators beside him.

Now that the decent monks want to deal with Li Guanxuan, it just gives them a chance to breathe and make a fortune.

He stayed here to help Li Guanxuan drag Yan Mingyao, and the rest of the demon cultivators could completely compete with the people of the Danding Sect for the treasures of heaven and earth.

When you come to the Chilian Mountains, getting rich is the most important thing!

"Be careful, he has a mana puppet at the pinnacle of foundation, and we must drag his mana puppet to have a chance to win!" Bai Wei reminded.

"Rest assured, it's like someone hasn't built a foundation peak puppet!"

Yan Mingyao's eyes flashed with cold murderous intent.

He shot out an eight-layer Lux puppet with a foundation, and at the same time there was a Lux puppet at the peak of the foundation, two puppets with a dark and hard body, and instantly killed in the direction of Li Guanxuan!

Bai Wei didn't hesitate either, took out a white bow, and put on three spirit arrows full of mana.

The arrow carried a second-order high-grade fire-type attack talisman, and his divine sense firmly locked on Li Guanxuan.

At the same time, the monks of the middle stage of the foundation building of the Ink Pavilion did not hesitate, and they all opened their bows and arrows.

Seeing this formation, the Demon Cultivators of the Black Rain Sect who had fought with the Ink Pavilion before narrowed their eyes.

They even suffered a lot of losses because of the Ink Pavilion's archery technique, and they broke a lot of demons in their own sect to cultivate.

Every bow and every spiritual arrow in the Ink Pavilion will be cultivated through mana for many years, and it has extremely strong lethality and penetrating power just like the treasure talisman it refines and depicts by himself.

Ordinary monks of the same realm can only use magic weapons to resist these spiritual arrows and treasure talismans, and forcibly resisting with their physical bodies will only lead to death.

"Let's go, this person is almost dead, let's go collect the treasures of heaven and earth first, don't waste time here."

A Demon Cultivator of the Black Rain Sect said aloud.

He didn't even need to look at the results, he already knew how miserable Li Guanxuan's fate was.

"Whoosh ......"

One spirit arrow after another broke through the air, and there was a fire-based attack talisman hanging on it, and the momentum was overwhelming, like a rain of fire.

Chen Yinshan and Fang Xingzhi's faces changed greatly!

However, just as they wanted to come up to help resist, Li Guanxuan waved his hand and said:

"Go and stop the puppets of the Thunder Fire Sect, and leave the rest to us!"

"Lao Li ......"

Chen Yinshan wanted to say something, but Fang Xingzhi went directly to the puppet of the Thunder Fire Sect and said in a deep voice:

"It's awkward and squeezed like a, just trust him!"

At this time, dozens of second-order mid-grade flying swords appeared behind Li Guanxuan, and thirty-three Qingxuan sword intent quietly dispersed.

When he felt this terrifying killing sword intent, Chen Yinshan was slightly stunned, and then followed Fang Xing's killing to the Thunder Fire Sect without hesitation.

Truly.

Since Lao Li moved to the shantytown of Qing'an City, he has been practicing and living steadily, and he has not had the slightest idea of going out to adventure.

Since marrying Rong Xin's sister, she has become more timid and afraid.

Therefore, Li Guanxuan dared to make a move, that is, he was 200% sure, and he didn't need to worry about anything at all.

He just needs to be obedient!

After the Great Elder of the Ink Pavilion felt this familiar killing sword intent, he immediately withdrew and reminded:

"Be careful of his flying sword skills, this person is definitely not an ordinary sword cultivator, carelessness will only cost his own life!"

As soon as the words fell, thirty-three flying swords turned into swords and burst away.

Collided with the rain of fire.

"Boom! Rumble! Boom ......"

The talisman seal and spirit arrow burst open instantly.

But the flying sword was unstoppable, and it went straight towards all the foundation building monks of the Ink Pavilion.

Li Guanxuan's consciousness spread, and his gaze locked on Bai Wei.

"Not good!"

Bai Wei's face changed greatly, a chill grew in her heart, her pretty face was solemn, and she waved her hand and threw out three defensive talismans, wanting to block the attacking flying sword.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

The mana was surging, the sword intent was rampant, and although the three defensive talismans blocked the nine flying swords, there were still nine flying swords that penetrated Bai Wei's body one after another.

In an instant, blood flowers bloomed on Bai Wei's body, dyeing the flawless white gauze skirt red.

Bai Wei was dumbfounded, she never thought that she would die without even leaving her last words......

She looked at the cold-eyed face, even if there was endless regret in her heart, it was useless at the moment, and her vision was swallowed up by darkness little by little.

The well-known Baiwei fairy died in this way.

The Black Rain Sect Demon Cultivator, who was about to leave, sensed that a shocking sword intent had erupted from here, and when he just turned his head back to take a look, he saw Bai Wei of the Ink Pavilion being killed by a flying sword.

The blood flowers are delicate, and the shadow of the white dress falls from mid-air.

However, it's not over yet.

After Li Guanxuan's spicy hands destroyed the flowers, he did not have any mercy, and even his expression did not change, the war was not over, how could he be happy so early.

Thirty-three flying swords continued to break through the air, harvesting the lives of the monks in the middle stage of the foundation of the Ink Pavilion.

A corpse fell in mid-air like Bai Wei.

The ruthless killing sword intent is spreading rapidly across this heaven and earth.

"This ...... What is the origin of this sword cultivation? ”

"Thirty-three life-killing flying swords, they can't be stopped without foundation building and late stage cultivation, right?"

"I think the foundation is also hanging in the later stage ......"

“……”

Many of the demon monks who left were shocked when they noticed this scene.

Especially the Black Rain Sect.

The Ink Pavilion that made them fold a lot of masters was wantonly slaughtered by an unknown sword cultivator!

……

Chen Yinshan and Fang Xingzhi also went to block the puppets of the Thunder Fire Sect.

As for Yan Mingyao and the two puppets, they were dragged by Yu Jie.

Ling Jiansheng felt the power of the thirty-three flying swords, his eyes were fixed on Li Guanxuan, and when he sensed that Bai Wei was in danger, he immediately turned into a sword and shot away.

A graceful shadow stood in front of Ling Jiansheng.

The demonic qi, sword intent, and divine consciousness comparable to the pinnacle of foundation building instantly locked on Ling Jiansheng.

At the same time, Qin Jiyue shook out a sword flower with a purple thin sword in his hand.

Thousands of sword qi turned into a storm, wanting to kill all the mid-foundation sword cultivators of the Bright Moon Sword Sect!

At this time, Bai Wei fell, and the monks in the middle stage of the foundation building of the Ink Pavilion were all harvested by thirty-three flying swords.

Ling Jiansheng didn't have time to care about and care about the situation in the Ink Pavilion, his sharp eyes stared at the woman in front of him, his body and mind were like a great enemy, and he shouted:

"Formation!"

He never thought that the powerful person was not only the sword cultivator surnamed Li, but even the Taoist companions around him were so terrifying!

The sword cultivators of the Bright Moon Sword Sect in the middle stage of foundation building did not dare to be careless at this moment, because the fate of the Ink Pavilion was a bloody lesson.

"The small formation can't even compare to the one of my family's father-in-law's talisman formations."

Qin Jiyue looked contemptuous and disdainful.

In the face of the sword array, she first threw out a crystal clear treasure talisman and melted into the void, stirring up ripples, and a circle of water ripples opened.

Subsequently, the sword was like a thousand gods, extremely sharp, and it forcibly split the mid-foundation building sword formation of the Bright Moon Sword Sect!

This is the runic seal formation that Li Guanxuan specially refined for her.

She also specially used immortal qi and sword intent to break a sword formation in the middle of foundation building, which was very easy.

"Fellow Daoists, we have given the three-hundred-year-old dragon scale fruit, and as for all your losses, we are willing to bear it!"

At this time, Yun Li, who was as famous as Bai Wei, immediately appeared, blocked in front of Ling Jiansheng, and said to Qin Jiyue.

A trace of anger flashed in Qin Jiyue's eyes, and she raised her sword to kill.

Only then did he come out to be a peacemaker?

Why did you go early!

However, Li Guanxuan transmitted the voice and said, "Take away the three-hundred-year-old dragon scale fruit, and let her compensate for 10,000 spirit stones, we have already offended the Ink Pavilion to death, if we provoke the Mingyue Sword Sect again, I am afraid that the trouble will be even greater." ”

Hearing Li Guanxuan's words, Qin Jiyue's heart sank.

Indeed, the Thunder Fire Sect was hostile to them, and now that the foundation building monks of the Ink Pavilion had died one after another in the hands of Li Guanxuan, this account would definitely be liquidated.

If you offend the Bright Moon Sword Sect again......

Liu Xiaoxian really may not be able to protect them.

"Dragon Scale Fruit, plus 10,000 Grade Spirit Stones." Qin Jiyue stared at Yunli and said coldly.

"No problem!"

Yun Li agreed, threw out a spirit stone bag, and then looked at Ling Jiansheng, signaling him to be sensible.

"Senior sister, we ......"

Ling Jiansheng was halfway through his words, and was directly interrupted by Yun Li:

"The purpose of our coming here is not to kill this nameless sword cultivator, the grievances between us will not escalate into a blood feud, it can be completely resolved, and I hope that Senior Brother will not put the lives of many junior brothers and sisters into it!"

Yun Li knew that Ling Jiansheng would not admit defeat, but the demon cultivator woman in front of him was too terrifying.

Just one sword flower could give rise to such a terrifying storm of sword qi.

Now that even the sword formation has been broken, if he doesn't come up with something to compensate, Li Guanxuan, who has come out, will definitely rush to kill Ling Jiansheng as soon as possible!

After all, Li Guanxuan's purpose has always been for the three-hundred-year-old dragon scale fruit.

"Senior Brother Ling......"

Several sword cultivators of the Bright Moon Sword Sect also showed fear in their eyes and whispered a word of persuasion.

Just now, they really felt a strong killing intent, and if they really want to continue fighting, there will definitely be deaths among them.

Everyone worked hard to cultivate to the middle stage of foundation building, and no one wanted to lose their lives.

Hearing that everyone was persuading him, Ling Jiansheng gritted his teeth and threw out the three-hundred-year-old dragon scale fruit.

Qin Jiyue used his divine sense to probe, and after noticing that there was no problem, he rolled up the dragon scale fruit and the spirit stone bag and came to Li Guanxuan's side.

The Ink Pavilion has been killed by Li Guanxuan, and the only thing left is the Thunder Fire Sect.

"Withdraw!"

Yan Mingyao saw this scene and led the people of the Thunder Fire Sect to retreat without hesitation.

The battle on the pinnacle of the foundation building was also going on to a fever pitch, and it was very anxious, and the sect master's father had a chance to draw his mind to help him solve Li Guanxuan.

As for the later stage of foundation building......

He was also involved in other disputes, and had no time to take care of him.

If you don't run, you really won't be able to run.

"Xianggong." Qin Jiyue said in a deep voice.

As Yun Li said, they didn't have any blood feuds with the Bright Moon Sword Sect, just some grievances over the elixir.

Able to dissolve.

Yan Mingyao wanted to put Li Guanxuan to death three times and twice!

Letting it go is tantamount to letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

Therefore, in Qin Jiyue's opinion, Yan Mingyao will die here today no matter what!

"Old Chen, Fang Xingzhi, leave everyone in the middle stage of the foundation building of the Thunder Fire Sect!"

Li Guanxuan was not an indecisive person, so he immediately shouted violently and turned into a sword and chased after him.

The account of the You family, as well as the account between the two of them, and the account with Chen Yinshan and Fang Xingzhi...... These are all reasons why Li Guanxuan must kill Yan Mingyao.

Anyway, he and the Thunder Fire Sect are already inextricable mortal enemies, so it is better to do nothing and behead Yan Mingyao.

If he let Yan Mingyao go today, not only would the other party not be grateful to him, but would laugh at his stupidity, and he would make trouble for him even more in the future.

"Hahaha...... Count me in! ”

When Yu Xie had just dragged Yan Mingyao, he had been beaten a lot.

Now that he saw Li Guanxuan chasing after him, he immediately laughed and quickly followed.

Just when Li Guanxuan and the others were chasing and killing the Thunder Fire Sect monks, the Flame Demon Bear who was hiding in the far corner stared, quietly retreated, and then slipped away.

It was meant to help......

But the big guy didn't seem to need his help.

However, it can collect loot for the big guy, so it should be considered a help, right?

More than a dozen red gold rats hid underground, quietly dragging the corpse of the monk in the middle stage of the foundation of the Ink Pavilion into the ground, and then quickly slipped away without stopping at all.

I didn't even dare to make a squeaky sound, for fear of being discovered by others.

……

"Damn it!"

Yan Mingyao has long lost his spirit and arrogance.

The strength displayed by Li Guanxuan, coupled with the cultivation and combat power of his Dao couple, made Yan Mingyao unable to raise any face-to-face tough thoughts.

The Lux puppets at the peak of the foundation and the eighth layer of the foundation broke through the air, intending to stop Li Guanxuan and the others and give Yan Mingyao time to escape.

However, Qin Jiyue shook out a sword flower and instantly tore the eighth-layer wrestler puppet of the foundation to pieces.

The sword qi storm swept through, and pieces of broken Shen Tie Xuan Jing fell into Qin Jiyue's hands.

She hasn't forgotten that this is a natural treasure taken back by her father-in-law.

If it weren't for the Thunder Fire Sect's plot to seize Huajing Immortal City, Xiang Gong would not have agreed to exchange with Yan Mingyao.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Not far away, the Flame Demon Bear of the late second-order rushed over, opened his throat and roared, signaling the Lux puppet at the peak of foundation building to be handed over to it to deal with.

Qin Jiyue chuckled, this Flame Demon Bear was interesting.

Then, Qin Jiyue swung out a sword, cutting off one of the arms of the peak wrestler puppet of the foundation building, and then walked away.

But I heard ......

"Li Daoyou, spare your life!"

(End of chapter)