On the opposite side, there are ten monks in the late stage of qi refining, although the number is the same as the Li family's caravan, but there are three qi refining ninth layers, and on the Li family's side, except for Li Qingyang, there is only one elder cultivator Li Changhuan who is also a ninth layer of qi refining.

However, if Li Qingyang can really hold back the three cultivators of the same rank on the opposite side, then the high-end combat power of the Li family is actually higher, because the Li family's side will vacate Li Changhuan's ninth-level combat power of refining qi.

But on the other hand, although there were many low-level cultivators such as the third and fourth layers of Qi refining in the scattered cultivation, the number of them was more than ten more than that of the Li family, so this was destined to be a difficult battle.

All kinds of magic weapons appeared in this battle, and Li Xuangang was greeted by a serpentine scimitar with a somewhat thin body, a snake-shaped scimitar, which always emitted a gloomy laugh, and was also a sixth-level Qi refining cultivator.

Li Xuangang's battle with him was not conspicuous in the melee of dozens of people, but it was the same moment of life and death.

In the process of fighting with it, Li Xuangang found that there were monks around him who were constantly falling, including the other party's and the Li family's clansmen.

After receiving the opponent's blow, Li Xuangang took a step backwards with the help of his strength, opening up a little distance.

Raising his hand to wipe away the blood stains on his face, Li Xuangang's eyes locked tightly on the loose cultivator who was running towards him again.

Put the Aoki sword in his hand sideways, and carry Jin Geng without a decision. The next moment, Li Xuangang bent his knees and rushed forward, and with his right hand, he swung out the aoki sword that was glowing with cyan light, and a huge sword qi gushed out, and the dry and thin cultivator who was originally heading straight for Li Xuangang didn't expect Li Xuangang to suddenly send out such a sharp blow.

He didn't dare to take it hard, so he took out a talisman, and then activated it with aura, forming a thin protective film on his body.

In the blink of an eye, the sword qi was slashed, and the aura of the protective film flashed, but it was not broken, and it could be regarded as taking Li Xuangang's attack.

But before he could catch his breath, Li Xuangang had already bullied him and kicked him out before he could react.

Seeing this, Li Xuangang patted the Nayin gourd on his waist, summoned his refining corpse, and rushed towards the scattered cultivator with him.

Although the cultivation of the refining corpse is not high, it is only equivalent to the third layer of qi refining, but it is not far from the fourth layer of qi refining, if Li Xuangang puts him in the Nayin gourd for half a year, he will definitely be able to enter the fourth layer of qi refining as scheduled. And the body of the refining corpse is strong, and it can act as a temporary shield for Li Xuangang at many times.

And that Sanxiu didn't expect that Li Xuangang still had such a thing as refining corpses, and for a while, he seemed to be in a hurry under the attack of Li Xuangang and refining corpses.

After besieging for a period of time, the casual cultivator gradually felt that his aura was no longer enough to support it, and at every critical moment, the Li monk could always use the corpse refining knife to block the knife.

He already had the intention of retreating, and wanted to retreat into other warbands to share his pressure.

Sure enough, his attacks began to slow down and began to move towards the others.

Seeing this, Li Xuangang was overjoyed, and immediately increased the intensity of his attack, and even ordered the corpse refining to attack the other party almost lifelessly.

Under the entanglement of corpse refining in every way, the loose cultivator finally revealed a flaw.

He said secretly: "Not good. ”

Li Xuangang naturally would not give up this opportunity that finally appeared, relying on the refining corpse to contain him, he used his spiritual power, jumped up from his side, and swung out a sword, and the cyan sword qi easily broke through the latter's neck and cut off the head of this loose cultivator.

After solving the enemy, Li Xuangang didn't dare to slack off, his spiritual power was consumed too much, and there were many wounds on the corpse, so Li Xuangang put away the storage bag and the serpentine scimitar on the ground in the shortest time.

Then he took out another elixir to restore aura and took it down.

didn't have time to recover slowly, Li Xuangang ran towards a clansman who was pressed and beaten.

......

At this time, Li Qingyang was also under a lot of pressure, and he took the lead in fighting with the three Qi Refining Ninth Layer cultivators opposite, although he relied on his more powerful physical strength to temporarily show his upper hand, but he would definitely not be able to support it for a long time.

After Li Qingyang swept with a stick, he forced three opponents away. I took the opportunity to pay attention to the situation of other clansmen.

In order not to affect other clansmen in the battle, he deliberately stayed away from the main battlefield, but now that he swept his eyes, he found that three or five clansmen had fallen to the ground, and Li Qingyang looked for another ninth-level Qi refining cultivator of the Li family, his fifteenth uncle Li Changhuan.

It was found that he was being entangled by two enemies of the eighth layer of Qi refining, and he couldn't get out of it for a while.

Although the fifteenth uncle Li Changhuan also has the cultivation of the ninth layer of qi refining, but he is not good at fighting, Li Qingyang's original plan was to drag the other party's three qi refining ninth-layer cultivators, and the fifteenth uncle took the opportunity to attack other enemies, and finally solved part of the opponent's late qi refining cultivators to help him, as long as he could share one-third of his own pressure, Li Qingyang had the confidence to kill the remaining two.

However, at this time, it was obvious that the fifteenth uncle Li Changhuan was dragged, and the two eighth-level loose cultivators of the eighth layer of qi refining were also quite powerful, and they actually dragged Li Changhuan for so long.

Li Changhuan was also quite anxious at this time, and paid attention to the situation on Li Qingyang's side from time to time, and he also knew that although Li Qingyang was not defeated now, this situation would not last long. Once Li Qingyang is exhausted, he will probably be killed immediately. And without Li Qingyang as a pillar, I am afraid that the monks of the Li family will be slaughtered one-sidedly, and there will definitely be very few who can escape in the end.

Li Changhuan wanted to go and share the pressure of Li Qingyang immediately, but the two loose cultivators surrounding him were quite annoying, they should have practiced some kind of combined attack spell, and every time their attacks could be blocked by the joint force, and once they wanted to get out of the battle, these two immediately accelerated their attacks and surrounded them.

In fact, the scattered cultivator who was the leader was also quite annoyed, there were three Qi refining ninth-level cultivators on his side, and the number of them was still more than the other party, he thought that he would be nine out of ten things, but he didn't expect to meet Li Qingyang, a hard stubble, and one person dragged three people hard.

The opponent's strength was heavy, and the iron rod he wielded was so powerful that he didn't dare to take it hard at all.

He knew very well that he couldn't drag it out, and once a new caravan entered the Black Wind Ridge, his raid could be declared a failure, and this was his painstaking squatting for three months, and he finally came across this suitable target.

At the same time, he also knew very well that Li Qingyang would not last long, but he didn't dare to wait, God knows when someone would come.

But at this time, there was no other way, he could only strengthen his attack, wanting to quickly overwhelm Li Qingyang.

"The two Taoist friends can't stay any longer, if the time drags on for a long time, there will be no new people coming in. ”

At this time, another Sanxiu who attacked Li Qingyang with him spoke.

"You say it nicely, if I can find a way to take him down, can I wait until now?"

The scattered correction led by him wanted to reply, but suddenly Li Qingyang opened his mouth and shouted, and a stick shadow came as promised.

"Fighting with Li, you still dare to be distracted?"

The three of them couldn't avoid this stick, and they all took out their own defensive magic weapons to resist it.

Li Qingyang's mixed iron rod slammed firmly on the defensive magic weapon of the three of them, shocking his own tiger mouth and pain.

And the three people who were knocked out were not having a good time, although most of the attacks were blocked by defensive magic weapons, the remaining power was still transmitted to themselves.

The three of them obviously didn't have much cultivation for the physical body, and they all vomited a mouthful of blood and suffered a little minor injury.

"Li Qingyang, I see how long you can hold out!"

The three of them glanced at each other, and tacitly surrounded Li Qingyang again.

......

Li Xuanshan made a beheading knife, standing taller than others, this is a first-order high-grade magic weapon, made of Xuantie by the refiner in the family, it was Li Xuanshan saved the contribution points for a period of time before he was exchanged for the family's good merit hall.

Li Xuanshan danced with this decapitating sword, and his opponent couldn't get close for a while.

And Li Xuanshan is also good at fighting, pressing the opponent all the time, and the small spells he casts from time to time, such as the fireball technique and the wind blade technique, although they can't cause any injuries to the other party, but it also makes him tired of it.

Just after Li Xuanshan forced the opponent back again, before the opponent could stand firmly, a cyan spirit sword stabbed in from behind, and then the blade pierced the chest, and the feeling of rubbing against the flesh and skin entered the brain.

However, his brain could only control his eyes to look back, and his head was crushed by a pair of dry palms.

At this point, the body is dead.

"Brother Jiu. ”

Li Xuanshan put away the beheading knife and stood beside him. shouted at Li Xuangang, who had pulled out his Aoki sword, and the tattered refining corpse beside him.

A smile appeared on the chubby face stained with blood.