Chapter 1814: Three Against Three

Shi Lun and the three had gloomy expressions, staring at the direction of the large tree without saying a word.

As a result, they saw three strange cultivators suddenly appear from behind the tree with a flash of green spiritual light.

One was a handsome man of thirty-something wearing yellow Confucian robes, one was a young Daoist priest of seventeen or eighteen with a black wooden sword on his back, and the last one was a young man of twenty-three or twenty-four wearing green robes with an inconspicuous face. However, he was holding a silver talisman in one hand and a small body in the other, which was the girl named Bai Guo'er.

They were naturally Han Li and his group of three.

It was a coincidence that they had just arrived here after a long journey.

Because they had already arrived near Nine Immortals Mountain, and they had been traveling for a long time, they intended to rest here for a night before finding a market to look around tomorrow.

As a result, before the three of them could start resting, Shi Lun and his group also arrived at this remote place and staged a scene of killing and robbing treasures under their noses.

Originally, this kind of thing was common in the Spirit Realm. But Shi Lun not only went back on his word but also held a woman hostage to threaten the other party, which was too despicable.

This made Young Master Hai and the other, who were full of demonic energy, unable to watch anymore, which naturally led to the scene of them secretly taking action to save someone.

Of course, this was also because they felt that there was an unfathomable "Brother Han" behind them.

At the very least, there would be no danger to their lives.

When the two angrily jumped out automatically, Han Li could only smile bitterly and walk out together.

"Who are you people, daring to meddle in our three brothers' business." Shi Lun, seeing that the two were only Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, and the other was just a mortal without magic power, felt his heart relax and returned to his gloomy expression, threatening.

"Qi Lingzi, this 'Peach Stiff Plum Substitute Talisman' of yours is truly interesting. It was able to directly replace the little girl with a broken puppet. However, why didn't I see you, the Temple Master, use it when we were in danger last time? Don't tell me you intended to keep a hand even when your life was about to be lost?" Young Master Hai rolled his eyes at Qi Lingzi, looking like he wanted to settle the score.

"Pei! What do you mean by keeping a hand? Is this Peach Stiff Plum Substitute Talisman easy to refine and drive? To refine this talisman, I almost lost all my family assets to refine just one. As a result, I found that my magic power was insufficient and I couldn't drive it at all. Just now, if I hadn't handed this talisman to Brother Han to use, we would never have been able to save this little girl," Qi Lingzi looked aggrieved, almost jumping up.

"There is such a thing!" Young Master Hai was stunned, looking somewhat surprised.

The two asked and answered, completely ignoring Shi Lun's question, which made his face turn iron-blue.

The other two black-clothed cultivators also had fierce light flashing in their eyes.

As for Han Li, he moved his arm and placed the girl on the ground nearby, a look of smiling but not smiling on his face.

And Bai Guo'er, because she had just escaped death, was still somewhat frightened, just staring at Han Li and the others with curious eyes, looking like she didn't know what to do.

"Take action, kill these three little thieves!" Shi Lun's face sank, and he finally spat out murderous words.

Based on his experience, although there were three more opponents, the only one to pay attention to was the Foundation Establishment late-stage young man who hadn't said a word.

The other two, one at the early Foundation Establishment stage and one ordinary mortal, plus the middle-aged man who was at most another Foundation Establishment mid-stage cultivator.

The three of them were all Foundation Establishment late-stage cultivators. Looking at the cultivation realm alone, they could completely suppress the other party.

Moreover, he could force two companions to be so wary with his own strength, so he naturally had one or two extremely powerful trump cards, which were threatening even to Core Formation cultivators.

As a result, he was full of confidence in defeating the few people in front of him.

The only trouble was that if he wanted to kill these people, it was probably not very possible.

After all, if these people were determined to escape, it was truly impossible to kill them all.

This was also the reason why he didn't take action at the beginning and wanted to stabilize Han Li and the others with words.

But Shi Lun had done this kind of robbery and murder more than once. Seeing that he couldn't persuade the few people, he immediately stopped fantasizing and rose murderous intent, intending to take action.

According to what he thought, even if one or two people ran away, they could just leave Nine Immortals Mountain immediately and avoid the limelight for a while.

Could there really be any high-level cultivator who would specifically hunt them down for this kind of thing?

Therefore, as soon as the word "take action" was spoken, the stack of black magic flags in his hand turned into more than ten black lights and shot out, but the target was not Han Li and the three, but the middle-aged man nearby.

The other two black-clothed cultivators, two silver daggers, and a black thorn shield also turned into two silver lights and a black cloud, shooting fiercely at the middle-aged man.

These three often joined hands to fight the enemy, and without needing to discuss anything, they took action at the same time.

Their motive was very clear: first join hands to deal with the middle-aged man, then slowly deal with Han Li and the three.

And the middle-aged man saw this situation, his face turned pale, and without hesitation, he shook his wrist and released the yellow small sword, a curtain of swords flying around him.

Then he flicked his other sleeve, and a sheet of yellow sand flew out, turning into dots of starlight and drowning his figure within.

"Boom boom boom" explosions erupted!

That curtain of swords was easily broken by the power of the three magic tools, but when it fell on the dots of yellow sand, it was blocked by a shock.

This made Shi Lun and the three somewhat surprised.

However, they immediately urged their magic tools again, wanting to attack the starlight that had become somewhat dim.

But at this time, Young Master Hai gave a loud shout and suddenly stomped his foot on the ground.

With a "boom," the ground trembled slightly, and his figure shot out like a crossbow arrow. After a flicker, he appeared above the black-clothed cultivator driving the silver daggers.

Young Master Hai swung his arms, and a pair of golden gloves appeared on his hands at some point. As his arms swung, dense golden fist shadows struck wildly toward the bottom like a storm.

Before the fist shadows fell, an astonishing momentum covered the bottom through the fist shadows.

The black-clothed cultivator below was greatly shocked and couldn't care about attacking the middle-aged man, hurriedly changing his magic technique.

The two silver rainbows in the distance shot back, turning into a sheet of silver light to protect himself.

The next moment, a continuous humming sound erupted between the two, and the golden light and silver light intertwined, drowning both figures within.

But amidst Young Master Hai's laughter, the golden fist shadows shone brightly in an instant, like clusters of golden suns, actually pressing the silver light back step by step.

"Spiritual tool, body-refiner!"

The other black-clothed cultivator beside him saw this situation, his face changed, and he suddenly pointed at the black thorn shield, looking like he wanted to attack Young Master Hai together.

But just at this time, Qi Lingzi in the distance sighed and said somewhat dejectedly:

"Why, it's too shameless to have two against one. No way, although I am a Temple Master, it's somewhat beneath my dignity to take action against you, but for Young Master Hai, I have to break the rule once."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little Daoist priest raised one hand and stuck a blue talisman on his body.

After a flash of blue light, Qi Lingzi's figure disappeared instantly.

But immediately, the same blue light flashed and appeared above the black-clothed cultivator driving the shield.

This black-clothed cultivator was also a person with rich experience in fighting with others. Once he discovered that the situation in the air was wrong, he immediately didn't rush to urge the shield to help his companion, but turned into a black cloud and smashed down at the blue light.

With a "peng" sound, the blue light was smashed to pieces as if it were a water group, turning into countless blue light spots and disappearing.

But inside, it was empty, and Qi Lingzi's figure was nowhere to be seen.

"Not good."

This black-clothed cultivator called out, but it was a bit too late. Behind him, a cluster of faint blue mist appeared.

Then, the sound of breaking air rang out, and dozens of blue ice cones a foot long shot out.

Now at this distance, even if the black-clothed cultivator's magic power was far beyond Qi Lingzi's, he couldn't defend against it. The blue ice cones flickered and arrived at the black-clothed cultivator's back.

But with a flash of black light, a phantom that looked like a black tiger head suddenly appeared.

The ice cones hit it, and most of them were blocked, with only a few hitting the black-clothed cultivator's back.

It made him stagger, and several streams of blood gushed out from his body.

"Stinky brat, I want your life!" This black-clothed cultivator, injured by Qi Lingzi's sneak attack, was furious, suddenly forming a seal with both hands, and as his sleeves bulged, several black ghost heads flew out, spitting yellow poisonous flames, and fiercely pounced on the little Daoist priest.

Qi Lingzi was startled by this and hurriedly moved one hand, holding the black wooden sword behind his back, then formed a seal with one hand and pointed at the front with the wooden sword one after another.

Immediately, streaks of blue light sprayed out from the tip of the sword, hitting the black ghost heads accurately, but they could only make them pause slightly, unable to cause any real damage.

But Qi Lingzi didn't know what kind of escape technique he practiced. With blue light flashing on his body, his figure was like a fish in water, flickering in the air, making the opponent unable to do anything to him for a while, even though the opponent's magic tools and cultivation base were both beyond his.

Shi Lun's face was even uglier than before.

Although only two people from the other side took action, the trouble was far beyond his expectations.

Although he was confident that his two companions would eventually take down the opponents, he didn't have so much time to wait.

With a horizontal heart, he didn't care about the black light bombarding the middle-aged man, and flipped his palm, revealing a blood-red leather bag, from which a humming sound could be heard faintly.

But just at this time, a cold voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Oh, are these spirit insects? They seem to be of a high rank. A Foundation Establishment cultivator can have such spirit insects, you have some ability."

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