This ninth-level Qi Refining Cultivator's name was Liu Weicai, and he was an elder of a Qi Refining Family near Binhai Fang City.

This time, he led a team with more than ten clansmen to Binhaifang City to sell resources in exchange for the spirit stones needed for the family's cultivation.

But he never expected that not long after he took his clan out of Binhaifang City, on the way back to the family, he would encounter an ambush by two monks in the foundation building period.

Although he had a second-order formation brought from the family, this did not cause too much trouble to the two of them, and in just a moment, the formation was broken by them, and the rest of the clan was slaughtered.

Liu Weicai had some injuries on his body, staring at the two of them, and he found that the two monks in the foundation building period were extremely clean, and the entire process of breaking the formation and slaughtering was completed in about a quarter of an hour.

Activating the spiritual power in his body and injecting it into the magic weapon in his hand, he said to the approaching two:

"The two seniors must have come for the spirit stones, if they are willing to put them on the next horse, when I return to the family, I am willing to offer another 50,000 lower-grade spirit stones. ”

After looting so many times, it was the first time that such words had been heard, and the monk who had cultivated only the early stage of foundation building among the two was stunned for a moment, and then turned his head to look at the other person who was traveling with him.

didn't see any expression on the other party's face, so he turned his head to look at Liu Weicai again, and a strange look appeared, and he said:

"That's a good idea, but ...... It's too risky, so it's safe to take your life now. ”

With a wave of his hand, a cyan wind struck, cutting Liu Weicai in half.

There was no blur of flesh and blood, but a severed silver talisman floated down from mid-air after the wind.

Seeing this, the monk in the early stage of foundation building let out a light "huh", took the silver talisman that had not yet landed back in his hand, looked at it briefly, and said in a slightly ridiculous tone:

"It's actually a second-order stand-in talisman? This person has a lot on his mind!"

He then turned the broken talisman in his hand into ashes, and after greeting the person next to him, he disappeared from here.

Obviously, he chased and killed Liu Weicai, who had escaped.

After his companions left, the mid-stage foundation building monk who remained in place turned around and looked around at the bloody battlefield, then walked forward, stood in the center, and then agitated his aura and cast several fire-based spells to destroy the corpses of the Qi refining monks around him who had been killed by the two of them before.

When everything had burned to the ground, leaving no trace, he sat down on a tree stump and took out the storage bags he had obtained and tried to open them.

Li Xuangang and Zhuang Da hid in the dark, quietly watching all this, neither retreating and leaving, nor choosing to move forward and appear.

He's comparing what he's looking at, but he's still a little unsure.

After waiting for about a cup of tea, the figure of the early foundation building monk who had chased Liu Weicai before reappeared from the dense forest.

Li Xuangang looked over and found that there were a few more drops of blood on his gray shirt, and he was still holding two storage bags in his hands.

It seems that Liu Weicai, who had previously delusionally relied on words to delay time, and then escaped with the help of a second-order stand-in talisman, failed.

Li Xuangang had expected this for a long time, so he was not surprised to see that the early foundation building monk came back so soon.

After observing for a short period of time, he found that the two foundation-building monks were neat and cautious.

During the looting process, the ninth-level Qi refining family cultivator was not given any chance to delay time at all, and besides, the latter's second-order stand-in talisman could last for him too shortly.

In this way, it is undoubtedly inevitable that he will be caught up and then killed.

Standing on the tall tree trunk, staring at the two people talking softly, he transmitted a voice to the stiff man beside him:

"Is that them?"

Stiff stared for a moment before replying:

"Your Excellency, there is too little information, I can't really see it here, I'm afraid I'll have to get closer and confirm it. ”

Li Xuangang nodded, then took a step forward, and the moment his body stepped into the air, he disappeared all at once.

Seeing this, Zhuangda did not hesitate, and with a wave of his right hand, a slender black iron chisel appeared in his hand.

Taking a few steps forward, the figure walked through the dense green leaves, and began to approach the center of the battlefield.

......

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and when the early foundation building monk returned, the middle foundation building monk had not yet arrived and opened the storage bag in his hand.

Seeing that his companion had returned, he put down the storage bag in his hand, stood up and asked a few words about the fate of the ninth-level Qi refining cultivator who had just escaped.

When they learned that everything was settled, the two of them prepared to leave.

Although the time of this raid was very short, it was difficult to guarantee that it would not be discovered by other monks, and it was safest to leave here as soon as possible, and as for the storage bags that were not opened, it was not too late to open them afterwards.

Just as they hung the storage bag on their waists, and finally looked around to make sure that they didn't leave too many traces, and were about to fly away into a retreat, a black figure suddenly appeared from the night next to them, and a cold voice followed:

"Could the two of you be Daoists from the middle of the continent?"

Hearing the voice, the two Foundation Building Stage monks reacted instantly, and immediately turned around at the same time to stare at the black figure that was getting closer and closer.

And after perceiving that the other party's cultivation had reached the late stage of foundation building, there was a strong vigilance in his eyes.

This figure is naturally Li Xuangang, he saw that the two people opposite were silent and did not reply, so he asked again:

"I wonder if the two Daoists saw a monk in the same clothes as Zai a year ago?"

Hearing the reminder, the monk's pupils in the early stage of foundation building shrank, and he immediately recalled.

Then a soft voice sounded in the ears of the man next to him:

"It's the Li family of Taiqiu Mountain!"

Looking at the figures and appearances of the two of them, Li Xuangang recalled the relevant information in the jade cylinder that the eighth uncle gave him.

While constantly comparing, they are also carefully observing each other's expressions.

The subtle changes in the pupils of the early stage of foundation building naturally failed to escape his eyes, so Li Xuangang had basically determined that these two should be the goals of his mission this time.

An eight-spider blue light sword was summoned by him, and a fierce sword aura was born from the cyan blade.

Li Xuangang's face sank, and he continued to approach the two people opposite, and at the same time said softly:

"It looks like it's just the two of you...... A year has dragged on for a long time, and now that it has been encountered by Li, it is time for this matter to come to a conclusion. ”

At last, he spoke in an inquiring tone:

"What do you two think?"

Feeling the increasingly domineering aura on Li Xuangang's body, the two monks in the foundation building period sensed a little danger.

The two of them exchanged a look with each other, and they already had a tacit understanding.

The next moment, the monk in the middle stage of foundation building took the lead in rushing towards Li Xuangang, and at the same time, the movements in his hands continued, and the spiritual energy in his body stirred and gathered in his hands.

In an instant, dozens of wind blades around him appeared out of thin air, all flying forward.

Seeing this, Li Xuangang didn't dodge, and lifted the Eight Spider Blue Light Sword and slashed a few times at random, and the same amount of cyan sword qi was rampant, splitting all the wind blades used by the mid-foundation building monk.

Even before the latter could react, his figure flickered, and he was already bullied up with the Eight Spider Blue Light Sword.

Seeing this scene, the two of them knew that the strength of this foundation building monk of the Li family in Taiqiu Mountain was even stronger than they expected, so the middle foundation building monk hurriedly blocked.

And the early foundation building monk behind him also immediately cut off the idea of joining forces with him to fight back, and with a leap, he turned into a gray light and prepared to leave here first.

Li Xuangang's Eight Spider Blue Light Sword was blocked by a stone wall condensed by the mid-foundation building monk.

He directly clenched his fist with his right hand, swung it down, and with the blessing of the Qing Ling Transformation Demon Skill, the stone wall condensed by high-level spells instantly broke a hole.

The mid-foundation monk who was hiding behind the stone wall was caught off guard and was hit in the chest by the fist covered in cyan scale armor.

A flash of disbelief flashed in his eyes, and his body flew upside down from the spot, and finally stopped after smashing a huge tree behind him that was the thickness of two people hugging.

Two or three cyan sword qi slashed, the stone wall was completely shattered, Li Xuangang looked coldly at the monk who was struggling to stand up again not far away, and looked up slightly at the gray light that had already disappeared.

The corners of his mouth turned up, and the next moment, the gray light in mid-air fell straight down, smashing a terrifying crater on the ground.

The figure inside the pit also had a diagonal wound on his chest, his clothes shattered, blood pouring out, and the pale blue arc that had not completely dissipated was still jumping back and forth on it.

With a "bang" sound, another black figure fell, and before it could hit the monk in the early stage of foundation building, he rolled over in time and retreated to the side of his companion behind him.

Li Xuangang watched this scene in silence, threw the Eight Spider Blue Light Sword in his hand upward, and then summoned the remaining seven handles from the storage bag.

At this time, Stiff had already flown up from the pit and landed behind him to stand still, with a trace of scarlet blood on the black thunder hammer that he was holding diagonally.

However, under the blue arc on it, it instantly dissolved into nothingness.

"Your Excellency. ”

Li Xuangang nodded lightly and said softly:

"Quick Fix!"