This sudden change stunned all the Li family members who were ready to watch the show. Especially the head of the Li family, who was following behind at that time, was so shocked that he sat on the ground, his face was pale, and his lips trembled for a long time and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Lin, Lin Immortal Master......"

Even Zhang Xin didn't expect this change. An immortal master who killed all the Zhang family's martial artists to the ground died like this. It wasn't until Lin Quan stuffed the little son of the Zhang family into her arms and urged her to leave quickly that Zhang Xin suddenly woke up.

"Okay, Miss Zhang. Lin's first promise to you has been fulfilled. Now, please take Brother Ling away quickly. Lin Quan gently stretched out his hand and recalled the Venus Sword. After looking around, he found that there was indeed no figure of the enemy Yan Lie in the courtyard of Lijiazhuang, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart.

"This ...... Immortal Master Lin, please take care!" Looking at Lin Quan with a solemn face, Zhang Xin opened her mouth and finally picked up her little brother without saying a word and turned around and left.

After really seeing the immortal cultivator's method of killing, she realized how naïve her previous thoughts were. She was smart enough to understand that leaving the Li family's courtyard immediately with her little brother was the greatest help to Lin Quan, because this level of battle was not something that she, a mortal, could help at all, and staying here could only drag Lin Quan down. As long as he evacuates Lin Quan safely, he can go all out to face the Yin and Yang Sanren without any worries.

"I'll come back to you! I'll come back again after I send my little brother back to Zhang's house safely!" Zhang Xin, who resolutely took his little brother and left, thought silently in her heart, and at the same time, an inexplicable uneasiness and discomfort gradually rose in her heart.

Zhang Xin didn't know why she suddenly had such a bad feeling, but it had come to this, and she could only pray silently in her heart. As for whether Lin Quan would leave their Zhang family alone and fly away? Zhang Xin never thought about this. I don't know when she started, she has an inexplicable trust in this ordinary teenager who doesn't look amazing.

"You, you, what have you done......! You've got a catastrophe...... Mao Xianshi is the only son of the Yin Yang Sanren, if you kill Mao Xianshi, the Yin Yang Sanren will definitely not let you go! You and the Zhang family are dead, hahahaha, everything is over......"

It wasn't until he heard the sudden sound of horses' hooves when Zhang Xin left that the head of the Li family suddenly woke up, and he shouted with a miserable white madness, his eyes were full of horror and despair, and at the same time there was a hint of madness and dazedness.

The head of the Li family, who is trying his best to tie up the monk surnamed Mao, has a lot of ambition in his heart. Using the theory of treasures and using the hands of immortal cultivators to exterminate the Zhang family, so that the Li family could dominate the entire Qianqiao City, was an effortless first step. Taking this opportunity to develop and expand the Li family, and then using Qianqiao City as the base point to encroach and annex the surrounding towns one by one is the second step. As for the third step that has not yet come to fruition, it is his true and greatest wish, he hopes that his Li family can also have an immortal cultivator from now on.

After a few days of groveling and serving, the old and treacherous head of the Li family also learned a lot about things in the immortal cultivation world from the monk surnamed Mao. He knew more about the theory of immortal cultivators and spiritual roots, especially after he learned about the rarity of spiritual roots and the fact that mortals could only have a greater chance of giving birth to offspring with spiritual roots after combining with monks with spiritual roots, the ambition of the head of the Li family suddenly boiled.

For the prosperity of the Li family in a hundred years, he did not hesitate to send all the young and beautiful female dependents of the Li family to the arms of the monk surnamed Mao, including his two daughters who had not yet left the cabinet and his favorite concubine. He only hoped to take this opportunity to firmly tie up with the monk surnamed Mao and give birth to one or two blood descendants with spiritual roots for the Li family. The monk surnamed Mao, who was born as a hungry ghost in the color and followed the Yin and Yang people to practice the art of collecting and replenishing the imperial maid, naturally did not refuse to come, and very casually promised all kinds of tempting prospects to the head of the Li family.

But all these bright prospects were ruthlessly smashed by Lin Quan, and the death of the monk surnamed Mao also drove the entire Li family into the abyss of despair. The head of the Li family also learned his true identity not long ago, during a drunken gaffe of a monk surnamed Mao, in fact, he is not only the most favored disciple of the Yin and Yang people, but also the only son. Now, the monk surnamed Mao died in his Li family's courtyard so inexplicably, and died in the imminent arrival of the Yin and Yang Sanren, how could the Yin and Yang Sanren who were angry let go of their Li family.

"The Yin and Yang Sanman you are talking about is not far from here, and I think it won't be long before he arrives at his speed. If you don't want to die so much, leave quickly, otherwise you will be injured by mistake, don't blame Lin for not reminding you in advance!" Lin Quan easily put away the storage bag of the monk surnamed Mao, then looked up at the sky not far away, and looked at the head of the Li family who looked like crazy without expression, and said lightly.

"It's over, it's all over......" The head of the Li family seemed to have lost hope for a long time, just collapsed to the ground and kept muttering to himself.

"Hmph, you can't live if you do your own evil!" After reminding them, Lin Quan no longer cared about these greedy people. Now he had already locked his spiritual sense firmly on a rapidly flying figure.

After just a dozen breaths of effort, accompanied by a powerful spiritual pressure, a thin figure wearing an apricot yellow robe suddenly stepped on a flying sword and came to the sky above the Li family's courtyard. Then it fell to the ground in dust.

The middle-aged man dressed in Taoist clothes first silently glanced at the monk surnamed Mao, who was no longer alive, and then turned around and looked at Lin Quan carefully. Although he has not said a word since his appearance, he has not shown any expression on his face. But that powerful spiritual sense had already swept the audience in an instant, and everyone in the Li family was suddenly frightened and paralyzed to the ground like a puddle of mud under its powerful might.

Just as the visitor was looking at Lin Quan, Lin Quan was also carefully looking at the visitor.

The Yin Yang Sanren looked to be in his early forties, with a standard bun on his head and a jade hair fork stuck in it. Dressed in a wide apricot yellow robe, the robe is embroidered with yin and yang Tai Chi patterns. It looks like a fairy wind bone. It's just that his face is slightly pale, and the appearance of the eagle-nosed falcon eyes has offset his appearance as a high-ranking person.

"Boy, whoever you are, you have to die today!"

When the Yin Yang Sanren repeatedly confirmed that there was only one immortal cultivator present, Lin Quan, and that he really only had a fifth-level condensation Qi cultivation, he finally broke out into a strong rage. Then he waved his sleeves again, and a blazing flame shot directly towards the Li family. After doing all this, Yin Yin and Yang Sancai smiled and said, "As for you ants, go down first to bury my son!"

"Boom!"

After a loud bang, the head of the Li family and the other people who were in a group were blown into pieces by the fireball before they could even scream, and then the stumps of Sifei were also turned into ashes by the flames.

Lin Quan's pupils suddenly shrank slightly, and he didn't look at the miserable situation of the Li family, and immediately sacrificed the jade yellow shield to block somewhere behind him.

"Ding!"

Mixed with the roar of the explosion of the big fireball, this light sound was so insignificant, but Lin Quan, who always put his spiritual sense to the maximum range, couldn't help but secretly pinch a cold sweat at this time. Fortunately, his spiritual power is several times that of ordinary monks of the same level, so his spiritual sense is far beyond that of monks of the same level.