Wisps of purple smoke clouds condensed on Taihu Lake, revealing some illusory baby-like dryness. 【Reading.com】

The wind blew Qianshuo's Yuan Ying as if it wanted to turn into smoke and disappear immediately.

At this time, Qianshuo no longer had the chic and dignified just now, he was like a lost dog, he didn't even have the courage to look around, so he fled quickly in the direction of Maoshan like the wind.

A cold snort sounded in Qianshuo's ears like thunder, and in an instant he saw a little red light shooting towards him with a high temperature that made him tremble, and the red light instantly became larger, but it was a spear burning with flames.

The gun was as fast as lightning, and Qianshuo didn't have time to escape, so he was shot through the chest, and then let out a terrible scream, and the whole person was on fire.

Li Pei sincerely felt the thick pure true yuan pouring into his body from the fire cloud spear, and this time under his conscious operation, he quickly absorbed the true yuan that Qianshuo had worked hard to cultivate for nearly a thousand years.

This time, Li Peicheng's heart no longer had the doubts and hesitations he had before, and even he had the evil intention of grabbing the true yuan of the Maoshan faction disciple on the road this time. Because he must break through as soon as possible, otherwise once a full-scale battle breaks out with the Maoshan faction and the Laoshan faction, it will be a catastrophe.

In just over a month, Li Peicheng not only absorbed the true yuan of more than ten Jindan stage monks, but also continuously absorbed the true yuan of the two early Yuan Infant monks who had worked hard to cultivate. For a while, Li Peicheng felt that the true yuan in his body was soaring rapidly, and his whole body was full of strength, and the nine yuan babies grew up quickly as if they had been blown out.

It's just that Li Peicheng didn't have time to feel the changes in his body at this time, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and the head of the fire cloud gun turned, and the fire cloud gun pointed directly at the dry wood that was looking at Ruoyan, and his eyes were already showing timidity.

Although it was a sneak attack, it killed Qianshuo with one move, even if the head of the Maoshan faction saw it, he would be a little jealous, not to mention Qianshuo's cultivation of a similar Qianmu. He didn't turn around and run away immediately, which shows that Qianmu is still a bit of a master of brains.

In the face of such a master, coupled with a dragon and a tiger who was seriously injured but now seemed to be alive and well, Qianmu resolutely turned around and exposed his back to them to find his own death unless he wanted to commit suicide.

Qianmu almost doubted his feelings, but the aura exuded by a cultivator during a battle was generally not fake.

This made Qianmu's heart feel a little calm, thinking that the reason why Li Peicheng was able to kill Qianshuo so easily was completely because of Qianshuo's carelessness and his sneak attack.

Li Peicheng stared at Qianmu with cold eyes, and the head of the fire cloud spear was trembling in a certain regularity, looking for an opportunity to kill Qianmu with one blow.

It's easy to kill someone, but it's not easy to learn the tricks in battle. The habits he developed since childhood, as well as the killings again and again, made Li Peicheng begin to cherish every opportunity to learn. Especially when the other party is a master of the Yuan Infant Period, this kind of opportunity is even more rare.

After solving Qianshuo, no miracle happened, Qianmu was already in Li Peicheng's bag, Li Peicheng could deal with the enemy in front of him very calmly, and did not need to rely on the strength to defeat the opponent, as if he was violent. It is impossible for Li Peicheng to learn a little skill in killing the enemy like this, it will only make him more savage and bloody.

There aren't many opportunities to learn to kill a primordial infant master in the easiest and quickest way.

The Fire Cloud Spear was still trembling slightly, like a poisonous snake lurking in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to those who passed by it. Li Peicheng's eyes were like falcons, clearly taking in every bit of change in the dry wood.

The Falling Rain Fairy Hairpin floated quietly three meters in front of the Ruoyan Fairy, while she stared at the dry wood calmly, motionless. She is such a shrewd person, of course, she knows that she can't let Qianmu escape back to Maoshan. She also knew that she couldn't kill Qianmu now, everything could only depend on Li Peicheng, and she only needed to keep an eye on Qianmu for the time being to prevent him from escaping. When Li Peicheng launched an attack, she would give her full assistance.

Qianmu's gaze changed slightly, Maoshan is not far from here, although it is difficult to sense the battle here, but if Qianmu deliberately transmits a message thousands of miles, this distance can still be transmitted instantly.

It's just that Qianmu's gaze changed, and almost at the same time, the fire cloud gun also moved.

What Li Peicheng was waiting for was Qianmu's distraction, this fleeting opportunity would only become more and more proficient if he kept training in battle. When he is proficient to a certain extent, even in the face of people who are better than him, he will seize that fleeting opportunity.

The speed was extremely fast, and the long howl emitted by the dry wood movement Zhenyuan had not yet reached the high-pitched point, and the fire cloud spear had already passed a distance of a hundred meters and reached his chest.

Qianmu had already calculated that the other party would inevitably attack when he transmitted the sound, but he didn't expect the other party's timing to be so accurate, and the speed was terrifying to the extreme, and the power was also terrifying to the extreme.

Qianmu tried his best to roll up the dust in his hand, and the silver roots had a thousand strengths, and he wanted to roll the fire cloud gun aside.

It's just that the head of the gun is too close, and the force is too great, Qianmu barely rolls the fire cloud gun a little, but still helplessly and desperately watches the fire cloud gun sink into his chest with a dazzling flame.

Qianmu's Yuan Infant wanted to escape from the body, but Li Peicheng had already understood the magic of absorbing stars, so where did this Yuan Ying have a chance to escape from the body. A powerful suction force sucked it steadily into the terrifying heat.

Qianmu, who was dying, looked at Li Peicheng who was as calm as water in horror, as if it was not a human in front of him, but a terrible demon.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, Ruoyan looked at everything that happened in front of her stupidly, she thought that there must be a fierce battle, after all, the sneak attack can play a miracle in a battle is already very good. Next, the two of them can only work together to kill Qianmu, just like Qianmu and Qianshuo once worked together to kill her, and now that she is injured, Yuqi is dragged by Kunqing, this battle should be much more difficult than they dealt with her, if necessary, Ruoyan even has the idea of fighting this life in exchange for leaving Qianmu in Taihu.

It's just that things are so unexpected, he didn't even have a chance to make a move, Li Peicheng still carried on as always, and solved Qianmu with an incredible blow.

Seeing that Li Peicheng calmly withdrew the Huoyun Gun, and then his eyes shot coldly towards Kunqing, Ruoyan actually felt a chill, and even looked at Li Peicheng's eyes with a little fear.

Kun Qing had completely lost his will to fight at this time, and exposed his back to Yuqi and fled in the direction of Maoshan.

What a powerful person Master and Uncle is, it is gone like this in a blink of an eye, Kun Qing is almost out of soul now, his head is blank, and running away has become a completely instinct.

Li Peicheng showed a contemptuous sneer, he didn't care about Kun Qing anymore, he knew that Kun Qing would definitely die.

The divine thoughts spread out slightly, and Li Peicheng unhurriedly searched for the magic weapon that sank into Taihu Lake. The Maoshan faction is one of the five major sects in the Shenzhou Continent, Qianmu and Qianshuo are the two masters of the three palaces and five views of the Maoshan faction, the colorful feather fan and the silver silk dust are all good things, and there are also some things that fell on their bodies when they died, these things are naturally not easy to let go casually.

Ruoyan was like the first day he met Li Peicheng, watching him use his mana to unhurriedly pick up the magic weapons that fell to the bottom of the lake one by one.

There were two mustard seed bags, two flying swords that the two of them did not sacrifice, as well as colorful feather fans and silver silk dust.

After Li Peicheng salvaged the magic weapon, the battle on Yuqi's side was over.

The two sisters, who were almost separated by yin and yang, hugged each other with tears streaming down their faces, the scene was very touching, but Li Peicheng interrupted them inopportunely and said, "Let's go, you still want to fight with the people of the Maoshan faction again." ”

Ruoyan then remembered that this place was near the Maoshan faction, and I was afraid that the thousand-mile transmission of Qianmu just now had already made the people of the Maoshan faction rush halfway.

If Yan and Yuqi got on Li Peicheng's blue sea dragon boat, Li Peicheng slammed the paddle, and the blue sea dragon boat disappeared into the dark night sky.

Not long after the blue sea dragon boat left, there were two people in the sky above the battle just now, and there were two people on the surface of the lake with gloomy faces.

One of them had a hooked nose, hanging eyebrows, middle-aged appearance, and was wearing a golden robe, which was very eye-catching. This person is the head of the Maoshan faction, and he has the cultivation of the late Yuan Infant.

If the other one is not gloomy, he should be kind and kind, wearing a cyan robe, but the palace master of the Yuan Fu Palace, Gong Xuan, the master of the Dao Chief, is the uncle of the dry machine, and also has the cultivation of the late Yuan Infant.

"It seems that something has happened to Qianmu and Qianshuo!" said Ganji with some sadness.

"Qianmu and Qianshuo joined forces, and the transmission would stop halfway, and we rushed to come immediately when we heard the news, but it was still too late, it seems that the other party may have the strength of you and me. Gong Xuan said in a deep voice.

The dry machine nodded with a heavy heart, and he began to realize this.

With their cultivation, it is the late Yuan Infant period, and there are only a handful of the entire Shenzhou Continent, and the biggest possibility is undoubtedly the Five Great Sects, as well as the Kunlun Sect, which is high above. If they were, the situation would be very serious. Even if it weren't for them, it would be a very terrible thing for such an enemy to hide in the shadows to deal with their Maoshan faction, and they had to find out who it was as soon as possible.

"This matter needs to be reported to Senior Brother immediately!" Gong Xuan said.

(To be continued)