Chapter 1229: Battle of the Burial Flowers (3)
The old man of the Heavenly Sword looked embarrassed, but after a moment, he still nodded: "Senior brother, do your best!"
"Thank you!" Li Muran bowed.
Li Muran looked around at everyone and said loudly: "Fellow Daoists, there are many old people here who were Li's deceased, some have had one-sided friendships, and some have fought side by side. However, when you start to move, the sword has no eyes, and no matter whether you have grievances or grudges, you will inevitably kill each other!"
"Li Mou is here to cut off your robes, and the past grievances are like this robe, written off!" Li Muran said, and with a stroke of the hem of the Taoist robe on his body, a sword qi cut out, cutting off a piece of the front hem, and this rag fluttered in the wind and slowly fell on the surface of the lake.
"From now on, we don't owe each other, in the fierce battle, whether we live or die, each has its own destiny!" Li Muran shouted loudly.
Xuanguang looked at this scene coldly and did not stop it. Li Muran cut off kindness with these people, and he couldn't ask for it.
"Done talking nonsense?" Xuanguang snorted coldly: "Then let's do it!"
Xuanguang said, and with a split of his virtual palm, another sword light broke through the air. Most of the surrounding monks of the four great families had never seen Xuanguang make a move, and at this time, seeing that he could slash out such a terrifying sword light with a palm of his hand, almost splitting heaven and earth in two, they couldn't help but be shocked.
Especially those Mahayana monks of the four great families, although they are also the top level monks in this realm, their strength is far from Xuanguang and others, and they are not commensurate with their peers.
This sword light slashed at Li Muran's body, but Li Muran's figure only flickered in place, just avoiding this sword light. The sword light landed in the air, splitting the lake below in two.
Everyone saw that Li Muran avoided this sword with a clever technique of escaping the sky, and they couldn't help but be amazed again.
It was just the most ordinary and casual confrontation, but it made everyone see that the strength of Xuanguang and Li Muran was not comparable to that of other Mahayana monks.
"You can't do it yet!" Xuanguang gave another order! He didn't want to fight with Li Muran with all his might at the beginning, there were so many helpers around him, so he naturally had to make good use of it.
"Yes!" The monks of the four great families did not dare to disobey, and sacrificed their respective treasures one after another, but no one dared to attack Li Muran first for a while.
The people of Heavenly Sword Valley did not immediately besiege it. The Spirit Feather Swordsman suddenly turned around, knelt down on his knees in mid-air, and bowed to the Old Man of the Heavenly Sword: "Disciple is not good, I am willing to leave the master today, and what I have done from now on has nothing to do with the master!"
"You are ......" the old man of the Heavenly Sword was stunned.
Ling Yu said: "Li Daoyou is a disciple's friend of life and death, and he once had the grace of saving his life, and the disciple really can't shoot a sword at him! Therefore, the disciple can only leave the master's sect and hope that the master will be perfected!"
"Okay," the old man of Heavenly Sword nodded, and sighed lightly: "Permission for the teacher." ”
"Disciple Liu Chenfeng is not good, and he will leave the master today! Master forgives his sins!" Liu Chenfeng also immediately gave three bows to the old man of the Heavenly Sword.
"Disciple Sword Idiot, Disciple Fang Tianao is not ashamed, today he left the master, and what he has done since then has nothing to do with the master!"
The old man of the Heavenly Sword nodded, agreeing one by one, and a complex meaning of joy and sorrow appeared in his heart.
"A group of unscrupulous disciples!" Xuanguang said angrily: "Could it be that the old man wants to kill this son, and you dare to point a sword at the old man!"
"Juniors don't dare!" Lingyu Swordsman replied quietly: "Juniors naturally don't dare to make a move with Master and Master, but if others want to hurt Li Daoyou, they must first ask the juniors about the sword in their hands!"
"That's good!" Liu Chenfeng shouted loudly: "If the other juniors are not good for Li Daoyou, they must first break the sword in our hands!"
In the Su family, one of the four great families, there was an old man in the early stage of Mahayana who suddenly asked the head of the family, Su Haoran, for instructions: "Family master, I can't do anything to Li Daoyou!"
Li Muran's heart moved, he recognized this old man, it was the old man of the Su family who was by the side of the Thousand Illusions Fairy and was called "Ninth Uncle" by the Thousand Illusions Fairy. After so many years, this old man has actually advanced to Mahayana.
The ninth uncle of the Su family continued: "Back then, in the Silent Space, if it weren't for Li Daoyou and the eldest lady supporting each other, my elite disciples of the Su family would only be afraid of heavy damage. Li Daoyou has a great favor to Lao Jiu and the Su family, and we haven't repaid this kindness yet, how can we fight each other with swords!"
"Therefore, Lao Jiu can only betray the Su family today, and from then on, he will break off with the Su family, and what he has done has nothing to do with the Su family!"
"We don't want to deal with Li Daoyou, we have violated the ancestral teachings and insulted the reputation of the Su family, please ask the head of the family to expel us from the Su family!" Several more Su family monks said so, all of them were some monks in the late stage of the spirit body, they had all entered the space of annihilation back then, and they had all fought side by side with Li Muran.
Su Haoran didn't answer, he frowned, and suddenly asked Li Muran loudly: "Li Daoyou, the old man only asks one thing, my ancestor of the Su family, Shui Wandering Senior, but was killed by you?"
Li Muran shook his head, and said with a straight face: "No, Shui Wandering died at the hands of Xiaoyaozi!"
"It's nonsense, Xiaoyaozi and Shuidao have been in love for many years, how can they kill each other!" Xuanguang snorted coldly.
Li Muran said gloomily: "After all, the water seniors and the phantom glass are connected by flesh and blood, and the water seniors can't bear to be killed by the phantom glass, so they angered the Xiaoyaozi and led to the loss of their lives!"
Xuanguang sneered: "If you say a few words, can you shirk the responsibility for killing the waterway friends?
Su Haoran nodded and said, "When the ancestor fell, Li Daoyou had not yet advanced to the Mahayana stage, so it is unlikely that he could be the culprit. In the entire two realms of spirit and demons, the people who can kill the ancestors, except for Xuanguang seniors and a few others, I am afraid that there is only the rumored Xiaoyaozi senior. So what Li Daoyou said has some truth. Moreover, the old man is even more convinced that Li Daoyou will not use the phantom glass as an excuse to shirk. ”
Xuanguang snorted coldly: "This kid's unfounded words make you believe that you have lived in vain for 10,000 years!"
Uncle Nine and the others said anxiously to Su Haoran: "Please ask the head of the family to expel us from the Su family!"
After leaving the Su family in front of everyone, what they did had nothing to do with the Su family. Even if they made a move to prevent other family cultivators from dealing with Li Muran, the other party could not be regarded as the Su family working against them.
"No!" Su Haoran categorically refused: "I am a monk of the Su family in life, and an ancestor of the Su family in death, my background and identity are connected by blood, how can I say that I will leave if I leave!"
"This ......," Uncle Jiu, the old man and the others suddenly looked sad.
Su Haoran immediately laughed: "Old Seven, Old Nine, you don't need to worry! My ancestor of the Su family is a water wanderer, and if you want to listen to orders, you also listen to her old man's orders." Although the three of Xuanguang's seniors are in high positions, they may not be able to tell my Su family to act!"
"What do you mean by that?" Xuanguang's face suddenly sank, and his face was like frost.
Su Haoran replied: "Forgive the juniors for being blunt, this grievance is just a competition between the three seniors and Li Daoyou for treasures. The methods used by the three seniors are not necessarily very upright, and Li Daoyou is not necessarily how despicable and shameless! This matter is neither the justice of the immortal cultivation world, nor the grievances of my Su family, so we don't want to get involved!"
After saying that, Su Haoran shouted loudly: "The monks of the Su family obey the order: We will all withdraw thousands of miles away! This grievance has nothing to do with my Su family, which side you want to stand on is a private affair, and has nothing to do with the Su family!"
Xuanguang was furious, and he wanted to kill Su Haoran and the others immediately. But he held back his anger and did not flare up. He knew very well that if he killed one more person now, he would have to spend more energy, and when he would kill Li Muran, he would be less sure.
The people of the Su family immediately retreated far away, leaving only two or three Mahayana monks such as Su Haoran and Uncle Jiu.
"You guys, do you also want to disobey our orders?" Xuanguang asked coldly to the other three family cultivators.
The Jin family, the Ye family, and the Yue family monks replied almost in unison: "Don't dare, we will naturally follow the orders of the ancestors!"
"That's enough!" Xuanguang said to Li Muran with a slight smile: "I didn't expect you kid to be quite popular. It doesn't matter if you remove some of the unfaithful, the rest of the monks will be enough to deal with you both!"