After the catastrophe, the Xishan Immortal City was very depressing, and a city without a guardian formation could not gain a foothold in the Hengjue Mountain Range.

A large number of human breaths will attract a steady stream of demon beasts, and eventually consume every spirit stone and every life in the city.

But after investing so much, I was unwilling to withdraw from it.

Zhiyuanmen has another Jin Dan and dozens of Zhuji coming, maybe they can reorganize the formation.

With this idea, everyone began to wait bitterly, hoping that they would not lose all their money.

But the masters of Zhiyuanmen came and went, busy non-stop, and there was never any saying about the future of Xiancheng.

The feelings of helplessness and anger continued to ferment, and the atmosphere became more and more oppressive and dull.

On this day, there was a continuous shout of anger at the gate of the city:

"Qiu Yunchang, come out and die!"

"Qiu Yunchang, come out and die!"

"Qiu Yunchang, come out and die!"

……

The roar blessed with the amplification technique was extremely loud, and it soon spread to the ears of everyone in Xishan Immortal City who did not have a guardian formation.

Hearing this voice, everyone was a little stunned.

People who didn't know Qiu Yunchang were surprised.

At this time, Xishan Immortal City seemed to be calm, but in fact, it was already in danger, everyone was thinking about their livelihoods, and the grudges and grudges were put aside for the time being.

If you have a deep hatred, you have to make trouble at this time, and you still use this way.

People who knew who Qiu Yunchang was were even more surprised.

Who is so desperate to dare to openly argue with the foundation building of Zhiyuanmen, even if the other party is not afraid of Qiu Yunchang, isn't he afraid of the other party's Jindan master?

A lot of people soon gathered outside the northern city, looking at the young man in filial piety clothes and kneeling in front of a corpse from a distance.

"Qiu Yunchang, come out and die!"

Xu Wen roared again, and a huge voice spread straight to all directions.

Li Xiuning's body was bowed in front of him, and the pain and reluctance on his face were clearly visible.

Every time he looked at it, the sadness and anger in his heart increased even more, and he felt that his whole body was about to burn.

There are still the bodies of Zhang Huhai and Zhang Jiu'er on the side, Zhang Huhai is just an ordinary fatal injury, and Zhang Jiu'er looks a little miserable.

Although the key parts are obscured, the torture suffered before birth can still be seen from other exposed bodies.

Behind Xu Wen, a photo stone seemed to be playing the scene of the moment before Li Xiuning's death.

The blood spurting out, the writing with the last strength of life, and the picture of Xu Wen reining in the corpses of Zhang Huhai and Zhang Jiu'er, the faces of the two were full of incomprehension, anger, and humiliation......

Looking at these from afar, all the people were silent.

Even if he didn't know Li Xiuning, Zhang Huhai, Zhang Jiu'er, Qiu Yunchang and You Hu, he quickly knew who they were in the whispers around him.

Surprised, but also a little gloating, as if seeing someone in high enough stealing something.

It turns out that these Zhiyuanmen masters who are usually high-minded, full of courtesy, righteousness and shame, and behave as brothers, friends and brothers, also act like this behind their backs.

It's similar to us, or even inferior to us, at least I won't rape and kill my juniors!

"Xu asked, what are you doing?"

An angry shout sounded, and Yang Zhicheng finally felt that before the person arrived, Chang Ge had already shot out, stabbing straight at the stone that played the photographic technique.

Although he was furious, Xu Wen did not faint.

Before doing this, it had been ascertained that Yang Minghuang had already taken most of the people out.

Otherwise, before he shouted the first shout, he was killed by the other party's sword, wouldn't he be sent to death in vain.

Fortunately, in order to stabilize the situation, Yang Minghuang did not hide his whereabouts, which gave him this opportunity.

Looking at Yang Zhicheng, Xu Wen's eyes were about to erupt with fire.

Attack the shadow stone first without asking the reason, just want to destroy the evidence, and sure enough, it is a raccoon dog.

The yin wind was fierce, the evil ghosts and ghosts came out together, and the ten thousand ghosts rushed to the mountain together, and the evil ghosts suddenly rose to the realm of foundation building, and with their palms together, they grabbed Yang Zhicheng fiercely.

At the same time, Xu Wen shouted angrily, and the green scale sword shot out.

After killing the four Zhuji, the spirituality of this sword has increased greatly, and it can almost communicate with Xu Wen's heart.

Feeling the boundless anger in his heart, the green scale sword suddenly let out a thrilling scream, and the brilliance suddenly restrained, turning into a thin cyan silk thread.

The thin line is extremely sharp, and the second-order lower grade Changge is like tofu, and he was cut into two sections as soon as he made contact, and then the momentum did not decrease at all, and it fell directly on Yang Zhicheng's head.

The magic weapon was broken, the mana brand collapsed, and the divine soul was immediately damaged, Yang Zhicheng screamed on the spot, and directly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Looking at the green scale sword that came straight to his head, Yang Zhicheng was terrified, and he could only transfer all the spells and magic weapons used to fight against the evil ghosts to the green scale sword.

After several spells in a row, and a plain square handkerchief, he barely blocked the green scale sword.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he was hit in the dantian by the evil ghost when the empty door was wide open, and his internal organs seemed to turn over, and he fainted on the spot.

grabbed Yang Zhicheng, who had fainted, and kicked him to kneel in front of Li Xiuning's corpse.

The people around looked at each other, is this fucking Qi refining to build a foundation?

Once the enrollment is captured alive, the foundation building is nothing more than this for qi refining!

If they hadn't seen the two fight with their own eyes, they would have thought that these two were singing a double reed!

It is no wonder that a person in the late stage of Qi refining dared to call out the descendants of Jindan.

can practice such means, there is only injustice in the heart, and naturally he is not afraid of power.

"Qiu Yunchang, Yang Zhicheng, who came out for you, has already knelt down in front of my master's corpse, how long do you have to wait?"

"Wait for Master Ling to come back and hide in your master's crotch?"

"You are a waste, you can't worry about the master, you can only rely on the master's breath to live, are you still a person, a bad seed!"

……

Xu Wen shouted angrily again.

A roar of anger exploded above the Xishan Immortal City, and the people in the city could hear it clearly, but Qiu Yunchang just couldn't shrink back.

He was hit by the evil ghost's soul shooting anchor, and he could be sensed by the evil ghost, Xu Wen was sure that the other party was in Xishan Immortal City.

But the other party was so shameless, and he was a little helpless.

Angry from the heart, evil to the side of the guts, he pulled out the blue-scaled sword, pressed it on Yang Zhicheng's neck, and shouted:

"Qiu Yunchang, you eggless coward, I'll count five times, if you don't come out, I'll cut off the head of your uncle Yang Zhicheng!"

"So that his family, disciples, masters, and cultivators all over the world know that your uncle stood up for you, but he died because of you, a coward!"

Qiu Yunchang has been seriously injured, and Yang Minghuang is not by his side, today is the best reality to kill him.

Otherwise, not to mention his master, as long as he recovers from his injuries and is in good condition, it will be difficult for Xu Wen to kill him head-on.

The time was fleeting, and it had to be so intense.

"One!"

……

"Two!"

……

"Three!"

……

"Four!"

……

"Five!"

A roar exploded in the sky above Xishan Immortal City, but there was no trace of Qiu Yunchang.

Obviously, he had already made up his mind to be a turtle with a shrunken head, even if the uncle who came out for him died.

Without hesitation, Xu Wen raised the green scale sword high and slashed at Yang Zhicheng's neck!

(End of chapter)