Chapter 209

"Aunt, something seems wrong ahead!"

Li Ao knocked on the door of a quiet room on the flying boat with quick steps.

The door opened, and Li Yixian floated out.

Her head was slightly raised, and her bright eyes looked toward the towering plain, where rows of huge stone pillars seemed to have transformed into stone dragons, vivid and lively.

The sky-high sounds of fighting almost rang out instantly.

Her moth-like eyebrows frowned slightly, and Li Yixian was surprised and uncertain.

"It seems Luo Chen and the others have encountered trouble?"

Li Ao was stunned, "Then should we go to support?"

Li Yixian pursed her lips and looked at the Li family cultivators who were camping nearby.

Taking a deep breath, she looked at Li Ao with burning eyes.

"You stay here, take people to patrol the surroundings, and don't slack off."

"I'll go see what's going on by myself."

"Yes!"

Li Yixian didn't hesitate anymore, jumped up, and flew into the high sky.

During the high-speed flight, her figure gradually tended to nothingness under the operation of the spiritual formula.

Huaiyin Technique!

One of the three second-grade inheritance techniques of the Li family, it must be cultivated with the Huaiyin body.

Li Yixian is the one who possesses the Huaiyin constitution.

Relying on this technique, she reached the perfect Qi Refining stage at the age of forty-two.

However, although the cultivation speed was fast, breaking through the realm was extremely difficult.

It took a long time to barely reach Foundation Establishment.

After Foundation Establishment, the demand for resources was quite large.

Although the constitution is good, the spiritual root aptitude is not good.

Now several years have passed, and she is only at the second level of Foundation Establishment.

However, fortunately, this technique is incomparably mysterious.

Especially in terms of concealment, life-saving, and speed, it is unique.

As long as she enters that state of concealment, very few people can see through her disguise.

The reason why Luo Chen was able to see through her figure back then was also because he was too close, and Luo Chen's perception was truly too strong.

Just as Li Yixian was about to approach Gaoling Plain.

Suddenly.

She stopped her figure abruptly.

A pair of sharp, eagle-like eyes stared at her fixedly from the high sky.

No, it's eagle eyes!

"Sister Xian, stop!"

A soft and gentle voice came, and the black clouds in the sky dissipated.

A beautiful young woman in a gorgeous palace dress stood on the back of a huge flying eagle.

The flying eagle was cute and obedient, with lush green feathers and a touch of snow white on its head, like a celestial spirit beast.

True Foundation Establishment cultivator!

Second-grade monster beast!

Li Yixian's face was pale, and she escaped from the concealment state.

Looking at the beautiful young woman, she said astringently: "Sister Rou, you specially brought this inherited spirit beast, the Emerald-Feather White Eagle, are you going to deal with me?"

The beautiful young woman was none other than Yu Rou, the patriarch of the Yu family of Mount Yinghua.

She sighed, "I don't want to either, but you know, the Yu family is about to marry into the Huo family. Huo Hu has a request for me, so how can I refuse?"

"Besides, it's not about dealing with you."

She glanced at the war that broke out in the distance.

She said softly: "As long as you don't participate in this battle, and hand over the magic treasure obtained at the auction later. I can guarantee that Huo Hu and the others won't make a move on your family."

Li Yixian sneered: "Huo Hu is so despicable, the magic treasure sold at his own auction, he has the nerve to rob it back?"

Yu Rou shook her head and just sighed.

This matter was indeed a bit despicable; if the Huo family ancestor hadn't been in seclusion, he would definitely not have allowed such a thing to happen.

But who let Huo Hu be in power now?

Seeing that Yu Rou did not back down.

Li Yixian said stubbornly: "What if I don't!"

For that magic treasure, she used the family assets that the Li family had accumulated for many years.

It was so that after it was well-nourished, it could better protect the family in the future.

Now, she has to hand it over to others.

Who is willing?

Who is reconciled!

Yu Rou shook her head, "Your magic treasure has only been in your hands for a few days, it's impossible to nourish it well, and it can exert at most one or two tenths of its power."

"Your concealment technique is invisible under the eagle eyes of the Emerald-Jade White Eagle."

"In other words, you are not my opponent."

Listening to these words, Li Yixian's heart kept sinking.

Yu Rou was still admonishing.

"Besides, you don't think for yourself, you also have to think for the Li family..."

"How dare you!"

Li Yixian looked up suddenly, staring at her fixedly, like a tiger protecting its cubs.

A sharp sword was held in her hand.

Yu Rou didn't speak, just looked at her like this.

Gradually, Li Yixian let go of her hand dejectedly, and the sharp sword stopped in front of her.

"Yu Rou, are you sure you can protect my Li family from Huo Hu?"

"If he breaks his promise, you can escape alone, I won't stop you. With your ability, if you put aside your face, who in the Huo family can stop you?"

Biting her red lips with her teeth, Li Yixian looked at the direction of Gaoling Plain from afar.

"But, Luo Chen over there..."

"I don't know what conditions you reached with that Luo Chen," Yu Rou said lightly, "but at least, now you don't want to cross me to go to the rescue."

The night wind blew.

Li Yixian stood in front of the person and the eagle, feeling weak all over.

The life and death of the family were in the hands of others, and the allied Daoist friends were under siege.

And she was helpless.

Are people who have left their hometown really nothing?

Suddenly, she looked back at the rear.

There was a sky full of fire rising from the night.

Turning her head back, she looked at Yu Rou in horror.

"You also made a move on the Nangong family?"

Fire!

A sky full of fire!

Within Nangong Jin's line of sight, fire dragons were crisscrossing, completely separating the Nangong family's camp.

"What kind of petty thieves dare to provoke my Nangong family."

He was both surprised and angry.

A scroll unfolded in front of him, the painting like the sea, a vast expanse of water.

Spiritual power sprayed, countless Gui water essences tilted out, turning into a monstrous river.

Under the washing of the great river, the fire dragons dissipated.

Only thick smoke rolled.

"Father!"

"Stand behind me!"

Nangong Jin's face was gloomy, and he didn't look at the heavy casualties of the Nangong family's mortals, his eyes staring fixedly ahead.

Family cultivators wearing green clothes with the cypress emblem walked out of the night.

The person in front, the spiritual power fluctuation of the Foundation Establishment stage, spread vigorously.

"Bai Lun!"

Bai Lun opened his hands in a welcoming gesture.

"Daoist Nangong, having come to my Liuguangfang, how can you not say hello?"

Nangong Jin glanced at the remaining family cultivators, who were not seriously injured.

But those mortals were less than one in ten.

He said coldly: "Is this how you say hello?"

"Tsk tsk, this is just fulfilling the duties of a host."

"The big one is still to come!"

Bai Lun waved his hand, and under the night, many rogue cultivators walked out from all directions.

Pairs of eyes were like lone wolves that had been hungry for a long time.

These were all bandit cultivators of Liuguangfang!

Nangong Jin's eyes widened.

Nangong Qin behind him took a deep breath, and a look of despair appeared in his eyes.

Bai Lun smiled grimly and raised his hand high.

"Kill them, take the spoils yourself!"

Countless rogue cultivators rushed to kill.

The Bai family cultivators followed closely behind, the light of magic tools shining brightly under the bright moonlight.

Nangong Jin's body trembled slightly, and he didn't look at those people, but turned to stare at Nangong Qin.

A spiritual sense transmission fell into Nangong Qin's ears.

Nangong Qin's eyes widened, and his hands clenched.

"Must remember what father said!"

"But..."

"There is no 'but,' I have a defensive magic treasure, they can't kill me."

After the words fell, without waiting for Nangong Qin to speak again, he erupted with spiritual light and swept out with a sword.

Ice and snow were crystal clear, spreading in an instant.

In the northeast direction, a large number of rogue cultivators were frozen.

A path to survival appeared immediately.

Bai Lun raised his eyebrows and immediately stopped him.

"Is it too degrading to make a move on low-level cultivators?"

Nangong Jin sneered, "You also made a move on mortals, why don't you talk about face?"

"Well, let's talk after a fight!"

The two soared into the sky, spiritual light scattered, and attacks were sprinkled between heaven and earth.

Nangong Qin's gaze moved away from his father's back with difficulty, looking at the Qi Refining enemies who rushed from all directions, several times his own, and felt extremely desperate in his heart.

Remembering his father's words, he gritted his teeth and rushed out.

The direction he went was exactly the path to survival that Nangong Jin had opened before.

At this time, it had not been surrounded.

As he left, several figures followed and chased.

In the sky, Bai Lun, who was being suppressed, looked at this scene and couldn't help but sneer.

"At such a critical moment, you let your son run away first, leaving ordinary clansmen to wait for death. This is not a qualified family head!"

Nangong Jin's figure stopped abruptly.

"Qualified or not, ask yourself first!"

After the words fell, he gave up attacking Bai Lun directly.

His figure was like electricity, rushing straight to the low-level cultivators of the Bai family.

Wherever he passed, heads flew into the sky.

Looking at this scene, Bai Lun was furious, a burst of anger rushed to the top of his head, making his face flushed red.

"Unworthy of Foundation Establishment!"

He immediately controlled the flying sword and slashed down with all his might.

Both being Foundation Establishment, Nangong Jin attacking low-level cultivators almost completely exposed his empty gates.

Full of flaws!

Facing this sword, it was almost impossible to avoid.

However, he didn't think about avoiding it at all.

The Ze Kingdom Gui Map stretched out, resisting this sword head-on.

Clang!

The sword entered the vast ocean, setting off monstrous waves.

A must-kill sword.

It was blocked!

However, a full-strength blow from a Foundation Establishment cultivator, without full defense, is not easy to block.

Even with a defensive magic treasure, Nangong Jin's back was severely injured.

Like a broken cloth bag, he flew backward.

"Puff!"

Blood sprayed, his face pale.

Even so embarrassed, his face still showed a crazy smile.

Flying backward all the way, the spiritual formula in his hand was pinched frequently, and the flying sword harvested all the way.

When he stopped, another dozen heads fell to the ground.

"I know what you're planning."

"Isn't it just to drag me down, let the rogue cultivators destroy the low-level cultivators of my Nangong family, and then wait for the Foundation Establishment cultivators who are besieging Dan Chenzi to come and surround me with you!"

"I know it all!"

"Anyway, my family's clansmen can't live, so it's better to die together!"

"My Nangong family is not having a good time, and your Bai family will be buried with us today!"

Looking at the heads of the Bai family cultivators scattered on the ground, Bai Lun's body trembled uncontrollably.

All along, whether it is sect battles, cultivation families, or battles between rogue cultivator gangs.

They have maintained a tacit understanding with each other.

That is, king against king, general against general, soldier against soldier.

If your side doesn't send out Core Formation, our side won't send out Core Formation.

If your side sends out true Foundation Establishment cultivators, then our side will fight with true Foundation Establishment cultivators.

As for the battles between Qi Refining cultivators, high-level cultivators will not easily intervene unless the overall situation is set.

This kind of tacit understanding is not pedantic, nor is it rigid.

It is because everyone knows that the lethality of high-level cultivators is almost completely unstoppable for low-level cultivators!

It's like mowing grass.

Kill a large area at once!

In this case, everyone must maintain this default rule.

Otherwise, the high-level cultivators on both sides would ignore everything and rush to kill the other side's low-level cultivators.

After a great battle, the two forces would probably only have two strongest leaders left.

Wouldn't that make them lonely people!

What is the significance of the battle?

How should one person handle the harvest after the war?

In the future, how can we talk about development?

But tonight!

Nangong Jin broke this unspoken rule.

He didn't want the demeanor of a true Foundation Establishment cultivator, ignored the huge threat of the enemies on the side, relied on a defensive magic treasure, and began to slaughter low-level cultivators wantonly.

Moreover, he didn't care about the Liuguangfang rogue cultivators who were besieging the Nangong family at all.

He was staring at the Bai family cultivators and killing them!

The key is that Bai Lun couldn't stop him at all.

People have defensive magic treasures, and he can't kill him in a short time, at most seriously injure him.

By the time he kills him, I'm afraid there won't be many Bai family cultivators left.

By then, even if his Bai family wipes out the Nangong family, what is the point?

"No wonder you let your son run away first, you want to die together and leave a root for your Nangong family!"

Bai Lun smiled miserably, and his trembling body gradually stopped.

Nangong Jin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face fierce.

"You forced me!"

At this moment, he had less calculation and less hesitation.

What he had was just the ruthlessness of dying together and burning both jade and stone!

"Now, what do you want?"

Bai Lun looked at the heads of the Bai family cultivators on the ground who died with their eyes wide open, full of astonishment and confusion.

In just this short moment, more than thirty people died under Nangong Jin's sword.

Those were all the elites of his Bai family!

Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath.

"Let's stop here!"

"Stop!"

With one word, the Bai family clansmen who were besieging the Nangong family cultivators stopped immediately.

However, those Liuguangfang bandit cultivators had killed until their eyes were red and didn't listen at all.

One by one, they were even grabbing spoils, and they were about to have an internal strife.

"I said, stop!!!"

Bai Lun opened his eyes, and the flying sword shot out like a stream of light.

Whoosh!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Wherever it passed, the low-level rogue cultivators were all pierced through the chest.

Even when it reached the end of its strength, it still carried the corpses of three people.

Thud!

The sword tip was inserted into the ground, and the three corpses were inserted on the sword body like candied haws.

At this moment, the Liuguangfang bandit cultivators finally woke up completely.

They looked at Bai Lun in horror.

"Senior Bai..."

"Get out!"

Bai Lun roared, and this group of rogue cultivators who took advantage of the fire scattered like birds and beasts.

Nangong Jin saw this and flew back to the previous Nangong family camp.

However, after cleaning up the mess, there were only a dozen Nangong family clansmen left alive.

No mortals!

No early or middle-stage Qi Refining cultivators.

All were late-stage Qi Refining.

In a situation several times their own, these Qi Refining clansmen of the Nangong family all faced two to three enemies.

Moreover, they were all bandit cultivators with extremely rich fighting experience.

How could they resist?

His eyes were red, and his body was trembling.

Nangong Jin gritted his teeth tightly, staring at Bai Lun, his gaze as if he wanted to gouge out his bones and heart.

"Not fighting anymore?"

Bai Lun gasped for breath, staring at him with hateful eyes as well.

"Collect the corpses of the clansmen separately, this battle ends here."

It was as if it were a farce.

With a tiger's head and a snake's tail, a great battle ended just like that.

However.

Before Bai Lun left, he said hatefully: "Nangong Jin, you can't run. Huo Hu has his eyes on this defensive magic treasure of yours, and his Huo family is not as reasonable as my Bai Lun."

Huo family!

Nangong Jin's heart trembled.

On his lips, he was not weak at all.

"If Huo Hu wants to come, I'll wait. Bai Lun, the hatred of today, my Nangong family has recorded it."

"Hmph, next time we meet, I will definitely wipe out your Nangong family!"

After exchanging harsh words, neither side wanted to look at the other again.

Nangong Jin suppressed the grief and indignation in his heart, holding his waist with one hand, and said with a hunched body.

"Quickly collect the relics, we'll leave immediately."

"But Patriarch, what about the corpses of the clansmen?"

"Burn them with a fire!"

In less than half a cup of tea, the remaining clansmen collected relics and some spoils as much as possible.

Then they sat on the flying boat.

Nangong Jin stood on the flying boat, looking at the mountain of corpses piled high below; those were his clansmen who shared the same bloodline!

Pursing his bleeding lips, he cast a ray of true Foundation Establishment fire.

The surging flames instantly illuminated the land covered by moonlight.

The rich burnt smoke, accompanied by the Nangong family cultivators with tears in their eyes, drifted away.

Looking hatefully at the location of Liuguangfang in the distance, Nangong Jin closed his eyes.

"Let's go!"

End of chapter