"Boom"

Several sword lights in the sky broke through the sky and suspended in the sky, and the people who came glanced at the alleyway, gasped, looked at each other, and exchanged glances. The Immortal Fang law enforcer led by him looked at Lin Xiuwen coldly and shouted: "We are the Lotte Xianfang Law Enforcement Team, don't be arrested soon!" I warn you, don't try to escape in vain, if you escape, not only will our Qi Tianzong hunt you down, but we will also issue a hunt and kill order for the forces of the Eighteen Kingdoms of the Frontier Wilderness." Hmph, kill our disciples of Qi Tianzong, you will definitely die!"

"It's obviously your disciples of Qi Tianzong who are killing people and stealing goods in this city, and we can't fight back?" Kong Wen was not convinced, and shouted.

"What evidence do you have, we can see the corpses of Qi Tianzong disciples all over the ground. The man at the head knew that what the other party said must be true, and he also recognized the dead monks who had built the foundation, and it was indeed a frequent killing of people in the market. But he didn't say anything, he wanted Lin Xiuwen and the two to sit in the immortal fang to kill the disciples of Qi Tianzong. If this is not the case, not everyone will dare to fight in the Fang Market in the future, and everyone will dare to kill the disciples of Qi Tianzong. These dead people are obviously quite powerful foundation building monks in the door, and they are all in the early and middle stages of foundation building, and they are not the opponents of that person when they start their moves, so they can only stabilize the other party first, and wait for the elders in the door to arrive.

Several law enforcement disciples were secretly glad in their hearts that they had sent a message to the sect elders before they came!

"Hmph"

Lin Xiuwen snorted coldly and did it directly! Over the years, there have been more and more killings, and they have become more and more decisive. For mortals who offend themselves, they can forgive, and for monks who want to kill themselves, kill!

The Imperial Spiritual Technique was unleashed, turning into a few big hands and directly slapping down several Xianfang law enforcement disciples.

The faces of those law enforcement disciples changed suddenly, they had already been secretly on guard, but it was meaningless. In an instant, he was slapped down by an invisible big hand in the sky and fell to the ground.

"Xiuwen, they are law enforcement disciples. Kong Wen reminded Lin Xiuwen.

"This is the same as you did back then, if you don't kill them, you will die!" Lin Xiuwen didn't look at a few people, his divine sense bombarded out, several people's eyes bulged out suddenly, blood spurted out of several people's mouths, and they collapsed limply on the ground.

"Kong Wen, Zhuji Monk, do you dare to kill?" his eyes swept over Kong Wen, and Lin Xiuwen asked. If he had killed the Foundation Cultivator at this time, he would have been able to improve his state of mind, and he would no longer be so in awe of the Foundation Building Period in the future, and it would have become easier to break through the Foundation Building.

"Kill!"

Kong Wen took out a flying sword, walked straight to a mid-foundation law enforcement disciple, and in the other party's unbelievable eyes, plunged the flying sword into his left chest, and spun the flying sword violently.

"Ahh

The law enforcement disciple screamed miserably, and fell into a pool of blood unwillingly.

"Please let us go, we promise not to hunt you down again......" Seeing Kong Wen approaching him step by step with a flying sword full of blood, some law enforcement disciples were terrified and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Before he could finish his sentence, his voice stopped abruptly. Kong Wen pulled out the flying sword and brought out a bloody arrow that splattered into his face. He didn't stop and slowly walked towards the other two disciples.

"Junior, you dare!"

Kong Wen had just walked in front of the last law enforcement disciple and was about to make a move, when an old voice of anger came from a distance.

Before the person arrived, he obviously swept the place with his divine sense.

Lin Xiuwen blocked a divine sense attack for Kong Wen, and stood there expressionlessly, looking into the distance. I saw a black dot in the sky growing larger and approaching rapidly.

Kong Wen ignored this, and still stabbed out with a sword, directly piercing the opponent's heart.

"Junior, I want you to die!" The person who came had already arrived in front of him, suspended in the sky, with an angry face, his eyes swept over the ground, and he looked at Lin Xiuwen and the others with murderous intent.

The person who came was fifty or sixty years old, dressed in gray, and did not have an imperial sword, obviously not a foundation monk.

Kong Wen was already standing behind Lin Xiuwen at this time, and this was not a game he could participate in.

"Hmph"

Lin Xiuwen glanced coldly at the Jindan real person in front of him, a look of disdain appeared on his face, and he said indifferently: "Fat Tiger!"

"Roar"

A roar suddenly came out of the fat tiger's mouth, bombarding the gray-clothed Jindan real person, blasting him directly away. At the same time, he jumped up from Lin Xiuwen's shoulder and threw himself at the old man in gray.

The anger on the face of the gray-clothed Jin Dan Zhenren instantly turned into horror, and he hurriedly summoned the flying sword in his body and flew towards the fat tiger.

The fat tiger's body did not get bigger, he landed on the opponent's flying sword, kicked down, grabbed and swung out, directly leaving a blood mark on the opponent's body, and threw the opponent to the ground.

Under the frightened gaze of the old man in gray, the fat tiger grabbed and held him, and his body suddenly became larger, pressing on him to death.

"Jingle Bell"

The flying sword lost control and fell to the ground.

Lin Xiuwen looked at all this expressionlessly, his eyes cold.

Kong Wen behind him looked shocked, he couldn't imagine that a cat that looked extremely lazy on Lin Xiuwen's shoulder was so powerful. He had been to Lotte Fang City more than once, and he had seen the old man in gray from afar, and he knew that it was a Jindan real person after listening to the discussion next to him. How strong should Lin Xiuwen be? He kept guessing in his heart, but there was no answer.

Suddenly, Lin Xiuwen's complexion changed slightly, and he saw the fat tiger slapping the old man in gray, and a golden pill with dim golden light slowly floated out of his dantian and was suspended in front of the fat tiger.

The fat tiger swallowed Jin Dan in one bite, burped, and turned into a little milk cat again and returned to Lin Xiuwen's shoulder.

Lin Xiuwen was a little surprised, I am afraid that this is also a way of cultivation for spirit beasts.

"Where are we going next?" Kong Wen was emotional, and it was difficult to calm down.

Lin Xiuwen smiled slightly, winked at him, and said, "Guess!"

......

Qi Tianzong is an immortal cultivation sect and a seventh-rank sect. Qi Tianshan, located in the central region of the Northern Qi Kingdom of the Seven Rank Cultivation Immortal Country, is the first major cultivation immortal sect in the Northern Qi Dynasty.

Qi Tianshan deserves to be the first mountain in Northern Qi.

The green mountains are majestic, surrounded by green water, the grass and trees in the mountains are verdant, and the wisps of heaven and earth aura linger between the green mountains and green waters, like a fairyland.

"Sure enough, it's the place where Zhong Lingyu is beautiful!" Lin Xiuwen praised without hesitation.

"Xiuwen, why do we want to come to Qi Tianshan? Isn't this a self-defeating net?" Kong Wen was unintentionally tempted by the scenery, secretly frightened by his boldness, and at the same time full of doubts.

"Do you want to be hunted down by people all over the world?" Lin Xiuwen glanced at him and asked lightly.

Kong Wen shook his head suspiciously, not understanding what this had to do with Qi Tianshan.

"I don't want to be hunted down either. Hehe" Lin Xiuwen smiled slightly, saw his puzzled eyes, and then said in a deep voice: "So I came to Qi Tianshan, so that they will never be able to hunt me down!"

When Kong Wen heard this, the chill in his heart gradually rose, and he mourned silently for the disciples of Qi Tianzong, provoking this kind of fierce god.

The two circled around Qi Tianzong twice, and then walked straight towards the mountain gate of Qi Tianzong.

"Let's just kill the two of us directly?" Kong Wen was stunned, his face full of consternation.

Lin Xiuwen nodded, his expression moved slightly, looking at the sky, a sword light flew by, he groaned slightly, without saying a word, and walked towards Qi Tianzong.

"Stop, who are you?"

Lin Xiuwen didn't look at the two of them, and still walked forward.

"You ......"

One of them wanted to say something, but the sword light flashed, his voice stopped abruptly, and he fell down in horror.

Lin Xiuwen didn't stop, and the spirit stones kept flying out of his body and landed around.

The two disciples guarding the mountain behind him fell to the ground at the gate of the mountain, their eyes wide open. They couldn't understand how they could be killed by someone else if they were disciples of Qi Tianzong.

"You go and help them ring the alarm bell at the mountain gate. "The alarm bell is a magic weapon used by many sects, and it is generally hung at the gate of the mountain, and in case of emergency, the disciples who guard the mountain can ring the alarm bell to warn the whole sect.

Kong Wen's heart was full of doubts, and he turned his head to the mountain gate and rang the alarm bell.

"When...... While...... When ......"

After a while, figures broke through the air.

Qi Tianzong is not as good as the Diancang faction, and the Diancang faction, including Zhuji and Jindan monks, has only a hundred formal disciples. Qi Tianzong is a real immortal cultivator, and there are as many as 3,000 disciples under it.

In just a moment, the mountain gate of Qi Tianzong was already crowded with people, hundreds of foundation building monks gathered, and there were constantly swords that slick down, turning into disciples one by one. Lin Xiuwen looked at it with his divine sense, and there were still Qi Condensation disciples behind him, who were also constantly coming.

Opposite Lin Xiuwen were eight Jindan real people, and their cultivation ranged from the early stage of Jindan to consummation. In the middle is a monk in the early stage of Jindan, who should be the head of Qi Tianzong.

Lin Xiuwen nodded, muttering secretly, thinking that the immortal cultivation sect of the Northern Qi Kingdom was much stronger than the Yan Kingdom and the Song Kingdom, and the head of the Qi Tianzong was Jindan Zhenren, while the head of the Diancang Sect and the Song State Sect was only a foundation cultivator. This gap is simply heaven and earth.

"Who are you, why do you want to kill my disciples?" said the real person in charge of Qi Tianzong's face was cold, and he shouted loudly.

Lin Xiuwen was about to answer, when suddenly a voice sounded in the crowd.

"It's him, senior brother, it's him!" a grief-stricken old voice came, the voice was extremely poignant, with bitter hatred.

Qi Tianzong Jin Dan Zhenren looked back, and the disciples of Zhuji got out of the way one after another, revealing a passage, a middle-aged monk pushing a gray-haired gray-clothed old man.

Under the gaze of everyone, the middle-aged man pushed a wheelchair to the front of the crowd. The white-haired old man stared at Lin Xiuwen with a fierce expression full of hatred.

Lin Xiuwen also recognized him, it was the gray-clothed Jindan monk who was dug up by the fat tiger in the fairy fang. Lin Xiuwen thought he was dead, but he didn't expect him to survive. But even though he survived, he was still in his last years. At this time, the gray-clothed old man was full of white hair, and his whole body trembled, like a hundred-year-old man, who could pass away at any time. In fact, it is also easy to understand that the Jindan monk has a long life, and the old man in gray does not know how many years he has lived, all supported by a golden pill, and now that the golden pill has suddenly disappeared, it is impossible to live for long. Lin Xiuwen sighed secretly in his heart.