Chapter 1072

Click!

The ward gate in front of him was heavily locked, and the two door gods crossed their maces, blocking Li Xiuzuan outside.

Li Xiuzuan was not surprised; he had already been blocked outside for the third time!

Since being driven out of the house by his father, he had just left his home when he saw Uncle Zhuang heavily close the door and lock it.

That big copper lock with a white tiger swallowing mouth was cast from a white tiger hunted by his grandfather mixed with the malevolent qi of Xin metal.

It deters demons and ghosts and devours all evil.

Once locked, the malevolent qi connects to the feng shui and formation of the mansion, turning into a big tiger with a white forehead and hanging eyes crouching above the mansion, showing that the formation in the house has turned from defense to offense. Once offended, what greets you is the counterattack of the Bai Hu malevolence!

This kind of disgust was clearly expressed, and Li Xiuzuan could only leave home very hurt.

Just as he stepped out of the gate of the ward, he saw a team of soldiers push up the ward gate and heavily close it behind him.

He heard his father Li Chong say loudly in the ward: "From now on, the Li clan severs ties with this rebellious son. Even if he dies outside, my Li clan will never pursue it again!"

Li Xiuzuan was dumbfounded—Father, you are too ruthless, too absolute!

Riding the yellow-maned horse he had coveted for a long time, carrying the Shocking Courage spear, Li Xiuzuan had to turn and head straight for his second uncle's house.

Second Uncle Li Mao was a scattered official of the Guanglu Grand Master, and he also had a residence in Chang'an.

It's just that it wasn't as prominent as Li Chong's official position, and he only bought a small two-entry courtyard in the Huaguang Ward, which was medium-low.

Because the Huaguang Ward had a Huaguang Temple that occupied half of the ward, which was a temple under the Pure Land Sect of the Buddhist school, it was quiet and safe!

But before he stepped into the ward gate, the guest-receiving monk outside Huaguang Temple just saw him and greeted him, bringing two monk soldiers: "The benefactor carries malevolent qi, eyes with red threads, and a great ominous fate. You are a person entangled in karma, absolutely must not step into the clean place of the Buddhist school!"

Li Xiuzuan was stunned: "Who wants to go to your place? I'm going back to my second uncle's house!"

Before the words fell, the Li residence not far away slammed the door shut, clicked and locked it, and it was clearly closed to guests!

Outside the gate of Huaguang Temple, the guest-receiving monk made a gesture of invitation.

Li Xiuzuan prepared to leave, but in the end, he was unwilling, turned and asked: "What exactly happened? Why does everyone dislike me?"

The guest-receiving monk hesitated, but still answered: "Today, a group of horses carrying dead people galloped past the gate of Changancheng. Thousands of people saw it with their own eyes. Many night-touring and day-touring gods went to investigate, only to see that the dead were all children of noble families in the city, and even Xianbei clan kings, and the rest were all from large clans."

"There was an uproar for a while, until someone recognized that they were all a group of wicked youths who hung out with you!"

"Many people saw you riding out of the city the afternoon before yesterday, high-spirited."

"And someone saw you alone with two horses yesterday morning, carrying a woman and a bag of blood, galloping into the city... Yesterday afternoon, Xue Jinu came to the door to demand the woman you snatched. Later, your aunt came to the door. That night, the most famous Yin gate cultivators in Chang'an were invited to stitch up the corpses for your cousin. Today, your father drove you out of the house!"

"On this day, the soul lamps in the homes of the powerful in the city were extinguished, and countless life tablets were broken!"

The guest-receiving monk said sincerely: "Benefactor, you have caused a huge trouble... The small temple really cannot afford to receive you, benefactor, please retreat quickly!"

After saying that, the guest-receiving monk closed the temple gate tightly, accompanied by the ringing of the temple bell, hitting Li Xiuzuan's heart one by one.

"No... Father..."

"No... Grand-uncle..."

"So Father, you used the paper people like this yesterday, and Grand-uncle... no, Li Er's saber only broke the life tablets and soul lamps today, just waiting for me to be driven out of the house? This matter wasn't done by me either!" Li Xiuzuan spread his hands, looking innocent.

"I'm the only one who knows the inside story... hiss... now the one who wants to kill me is probably not those noble families, but those who want to stir the water!"

Li Xiuzuan was about to turn back, but heard a light laugh.

"It's my first time seeing that there is someone in this world who can cause more trouble than our demon path!"

A youth with a sloppy appearance, holding an empty sword sheath, suddenly appeared in front of Li Xiuzuan: "The people above think you are dead, Chang'an will inevitably fall into chaos, but I now think that if you are alive, the chaos in Chang'an will be even greater!"

Li Xiuzuan gripped the Autumn Water Hong Saber tightly. This saber leaves its sheath like a pool of autumn water, hence the name.

It is not a magic treasure with many layers of restrictions, but a weapon that relies purely on essence and nourishment!

Clang!

"Classic!"

The long saber left its sheath, following an inexplicable tacit understanding, and a saber sound rang through the void.

Invisible waves rose.

The sea of clouds surging in Li Xiuzuan's dantian rumbled with thunder, inexplicably sensing the invisible waves, and actually reflected a flying sword that was invisible and intangible, flying at high speed.

If it were the Li Xiuzuan of before, he wouldn't be able to block a single move of the invisible sword, and he would have been killed by this number one assassination flying sword in the world.

But now Li Xiuzuan doesn't need to say much, just a "Classic" character, and he can use the great wisdom operating in "Luo Tian" to deduce the classic of predecessors dealing with this sword!

This technique of echo-probing the sword is very exquisite.

It made Ji Zhen feel bright in front of his eyes, but then frowned in a blink: "This saber sound of yours seems to be the thunder sound application of thunder method! I have seen someone good at playing the zither, and the thunder sound you performed has a bit of his charm... hiss hiss... He also has the surname Li!"

"Silent Divine Thunder?" Li Xiuzuan had heard his grand-uncle talk about this thunder method that was most suitable for him.

Ji Zhen's face changed, murmuring: "It's the bait he threw out! Ha... Chang'an will really have fun to watch!"

"Listen!"

Ji Zhen lowered his voice: "Someone in the demon path has already responded to this move of yours. The high-level demon path has ordered that all demon path disciples in Chang'an will be rewarded if they kill you. Because I came the fastest, I'll remind you. There are six demon path true transmissions of the first rank of pill formation in the city, four of whom have already achieved Yin Spirit."

"If you encounter the person from the White Bone Demon City, run as far as you can. If you encounter someone from the Five Poisons Ten Thousand Spirits Sect, ask her if she still remembers the friendship of the old friends in Gui Xu!"

"She will retreat..."

"If you are cursed by the ancient Wu Sect, you must hold this mantra, especially the 'Joy' character, which should be able to resist."

"If you encounter the Canmo Sect, you cannot run, but must hold him for three moves. During this period, sensing the dragon qi of Chang'an, there will inevitably be his great enemy coming out to deal with him."

"Besides these four, there are also pill formation true transmissions from the Da Luo Sect, Heart Buddha Temple, and Reincarnation Sect."

"You can't beat them, escaping should be no problem."

"Remember, when you are at the end of your rope, the only person who can save you is in the Cui family. The person behind you has some friendship with Cui Dan of the Cui family. As long as you escape to the Cui family, there will inevitably be a way!"

After saying that, Ji Zhen drifted away, leaving only one sentence: "Escape!"

Li Xiuzuan's hair stood on end, but this person clearly came from the demon path, why remind himself?

He was afraid of ghosts, so he decided to go to his grandfather's house for refuge first.

After all, his grandfather was the Yang Spirit Great True Person of the current dynasty, a great cultivator who had cultivated for nearly a thousand years, and was only one step away from the Primordial Spirit. He was much more reliable than a demon sect cultivator of unknown origin!

Along the way, wherever he went, doors were closed and locked, and many wards closed their ward gates.

He was alone, but even more majestic than when he was surrounded by wicked youths and gathered in a crowd before.

It can be called a street-cleaning tiger.

But he knew that there was one place where the ward gate would never be closed.

Li Xiuzuan spurred his horse to gallop, not avoiding pedestrians along the way, and shuttled flexibly through the crowd.

This is a place for fun in Chang'an, a flower street and willow alley, with tall buildings on both sides, about nine stories high, with countless cloth curtains and silk scarves hanging down from each floor, filled with fresh flowers everywhere, the color of rouge and powder dyed the water ditches on both sides into colors, and the fragrance hit his face.

The girls upstairs smiled sweetly, waving handkerchiefs to recruit people.

The pedestrians on the road had red rouge on their faces, and their whole lives were fragrant.

Li Xiuzuan was also a regular here, but as soon as he entered the flower street, he felt something was wrong.

He saw the girls who greeted him enthusiastically in the past now covering their faces with fans, shy and astringent. Suddenly, his heart stagnated, as if he was alert to something.

Li Xiuzuan turned over and hung upside down on the yellow-maned horse, looked up at the countless silk ribbons and girls hanging above his head, and suddenly smiled: "Little Master is not anxious, what are you anxious about? Are you anxious to silence me?"

A silk ribbon above his head suddenly wrapped around like a snake, and the silk ribbons all over the sky suddenly turned into thousands of spirit snakes...

"Anxious, anxious, anxious..."

Li Xiuzuan laughed loudly, the Autumn Water long saber in his hand drew a swooshing sound, turning into a silver screen in front of his eyes.

The flying gauze all over the sky was cut off, countless short gauze flew, falling like rain, but Li Xiuzuan finally locked onto a man hiding in the flower building, his hands tucked in his sleeves, constantly changing magic formulas in the dark.

"Classic!"

The silver screen suddenly rolled back and turned into a long waterfall rushing into the sky, countless girls exclaimed, but after the saber light turned into a waterfall, Li Xiuzuan's figure disappeared without a trace.

Accompanied by a "clatter" sound, the man disguised as a customer was nailed through the heart by a saber.

Li Xiuzuan held him from behind with the saber, came to the railing, reached out and pushed, and the corpse flipped down.

"The men of the Hehuan Sect are not useful, what are you looking for death for!"

"Let me win again?"

Only hearing the sound, not seeing the person, the corpse fell, fell on the street, attracted countless gazes, and after turning his head to look, Li Xiuzuan had disappeared without a trace.

In another flower building, two prostitutes looked left and right. One held a pipa, and the other beat a small drum. Following Li Xiuzuan's voice, it felt like it came from all directions, and their eyes couldn't help but slightly mess up.

The melodious pipa sound was slightly hurried.

The drum sound was even more stagnant.

The two prostitutes sat by the window, their faces stiff. Between them, Li Xiuzuan stretched out his arms and hugged their necks, just burying his head between the two.

"The women of the Hehuan Sect are also a bit immature. The art of sound killing, formless and imageless, how can you count as having killing intent?"

At this time, the two female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect suddenly rose up.

The pipa strings broke, and the five strings were like five flying needles, stabbing at Li Xiuzuan's heart. The other person held the small hammer of the small drum, just shook it and turned into a heavy hammer, smashing down toward Li Xiuzuan's head with a boom.

The five flying needles carried a fishy fragrance, making people dizzy just by smelling it.

And that drum hammer was even more fierce and domineering.

Just seeing the woman holding the hammer, the white rabbits on her chest jumped, the blue veins on them bulged, like two hearts pouring great essence blood into the heart. For a time, she seemed to have three hearts beating, her body suddenly swelled by a foot, and between her arms, there was courage that could not be stopped.

Such one Yin and soft, one hard and fierce, one sudden, one domineering.

Cooperating tacitly, they went to kill the man in the middle.

But after a while, just heard a "Collapse!"

The railing of the painting building suddenly broke, three figures flew out, countless broken wood and broken gauze fell toward the downstairs.

Li Xiuzuan stepped on the Shocking Courage spear, picked up the spear with one leg, inserted it into the heart of the woman who was a foot tall and like a giant, hugged the saber with his body, and leaned in the arms of the other woman.

The long saber had already pierced her back heart...

He kicked the long spear, threw the corpse strung on it, caught the spear backhand, and landed on the yellow-maned horse.

Facing the flower street long alley that had already become solemn, he said: "Who else? Hurry up! Little Master is anxious!"

An "anxious" character, and the person had already followed the sound into mid-air.

The Divine Sparrow Golden Fetus Bow was pulled to the maximum blessed by the "classic" character formula, and the arms behind him spread out like a peacock opening its screen, frantically pulling the bow. In an instant, continuous arrows shot down like rain.

The arrows pierced the tiles on the roof, and there was a constant sound of thudding, the sound of arrows entering the human body, and the sound of blood splashing.

"That kid is crazy!"

"Killing people like this on the street?"

Li Xiuzuan only showed a trace of cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Which filial son below is speaking for his father like this?"

"Filial!"

The deepest mantra fell.

Li Xiuzuan only saw the light rain all over the sky falling like silk, connecting to the head of everyone below.

The so-called "filial" character formula is reliance, is the background, is the supply of vows, is the connection of spiritual feelings.

Anyone who relies on the external power of gods and Buddhas, family power, or even the imperial dragon qi and the suppression of the heavenly principles engraved by Confucianism, a "filial" character exposes it without doubt.

Li Xiuzuan only entangled the malicious spiritual feelings on his body, adding the Yin-Yang Dao method source supplied by the Hehuan Sect, and even several evil gods—an evil Buddha with no face and no phase holding a Mingfei, an evil god with countless blood eyes appearing in the darkness, an evil god with nine heads dancing naked.

He nailed these people who supplied evil gods, entangled with malice, and added with Yin-Yang to the ground one by one with continuous arrows.

"Damn it, Buddha is not a demon girl of the Hehuan Sect, why shoot Buddha?"

A fat monk holding half a female corpse smashed the painting building and jumped onto the street.

He glanced at the female corpse in his hand, which was pierced by Li Xiuzuan with an arrow, and was taken away without any resistance while still in extreme pleasure. The monk threw away the corpse, patted his upper body full of blood with disgust, and said: "So it was the Hehuan Sect woman who exposed Buddha's identity. Alas! Buddha doesn't like killing people, but the Hehuan Sect sacrificed two or three disciples to make a Mingfei to lure me to make a move!"

A blind man playing the erhu also let go of the arrow he was holding, turned his head and smiled: "Strange, how did you find me? Clearly there was no killing intent in my heart!"

A gorgeous woman, with countless ribbons rolling up dozens of arrows around her, stepped out of the painting building with a cold face, and said to Li Xiuzuan in the sky: "Dead monk, stinky blind man, let's kill him together!"

After saying that, she flew up!

"Collapse!"

Click!

A huge hole was smashed out of the flower building below, and it smashed through six floors. The woman on the third floor climbed up from the ruins with a limp.

"Anxious, anxious, anxious!"

"Win!"

"Win!"

"Win!"

Li Xiuzuan's three anxious character mantra blessings, the Divine Sparrow Golden Fetus Bow in his hand suddenly pulled to the maximum, the other hand holding the spear picked up the Autumn Water saber, his hands exploded with countless shadows, like several arms unfolding behind him.

A spear pierced out, breaking the magic eye that suddenly opened on the blind man's fingertips.

A saber slashed out, breaking the oily skin of the Heart Buddha Temple monk...

Seeing that the momentum of both was not reduced, Li Xiuzuan blessed the six-character mantra of Classic, Filial, Anxious, Joy, Collapse, Win together, turning into a force.

Suddenly, an eye opened between his eyebrows, and the divine light with arrows pierced the heart of the true transmission of the Wumu Sect.

The blood eyes all over the blind man's body exploded, and in just an instant, he was shot and exploded by the long arrow in the air...

The monk of the Heart Buddha Temple blocked a saber with his greasy, slippery oily skin, saw this scene and screamed in fright. The monk's robe flew and threw countless yellow disgusting grease, and he shrank a circle, wrapped in the grease, and slid away without a trace in an instant.

And the Hehuan Sect female cultivator in the ruins had long disappeared, and the flower buildings around were silent.

Li Xiuzuan only landed on the horse, looked around, and no one had killing intent in their hearts anymore.

He spurred his horse to gallop!

…………

Looking at the ward gate in front of him being locked for the third time, it meant that Li Xiuzuan had nowhere to go.

The end of being abandoned by everyone made the people around look complex.

In just a while, the name of Li Xiuzuan had spread through Chang'an. Seeing that the demon path could not kill people to stir up the situation, they simply released the wind.

A city-wide search for Li Xiuzuan!

"Li Xiuzuan, you are already abandoned by everyone, even your own relatives have closed their doors, and your own father has driven you out of the house! Chang'an is big, but there is no place for you to stay!"

"If you are willing to go back with me, honestly explain whether the children of the noble families in Chang'an the day before yesterday were killed by you? And what exactly happened when you went to snatch women that night? Perhaps there is still a glimmer of life!"

A young man in brocade clothes stood with his hands behind his back, blocking Li Xiuzuan's retreat.

But Li Xiuzuan was not surprised or angry, instead showing the familiar, uninhibited smile of a playboy, and said happily: "Who are you again?"

"Jingzhao Wei clan, brother of Wei Jun, Wei Juan!"

Li Xiuzuan showed a lazy smile: "Do you know? If you really believe that those people were all killed by me, you wouldn't dare to come in front of me at all. Do you know what kind of hidden dragon and crouching tiger my past partners were? Do you know what realm Wei Jun is?"

Wei Juan said indifferently: "I don't need to know, as long as I capture you, I will know everything!"

"You're anxious!"

"Why are you afraid of me finishing, are you afraid that everyone in Chang'an will know that Wei Jun has already formed a pill, and the pill is..."

"Your father was right, you are indeed full of nonsense!"

"You are so filial, why don't you recognize him as your grandfather?"

Both sides in Chang'an were restricted by the qi-prohibition formation, and the divine effects of magic spells were greatly reduced, so they all used the method of combining law and martial arts.

Wei Juan's move was the supernatural power of the Wei clan—Falling Immortal Finger!

His long sleeves rolled, his fingers pointed like a sword in his sleeves, emitting milky white immortal light, combining gang and evil, and his cultivation base of the first rank of pill formation was revealed without doubt, not inferior to his brother Wei Jun.

But silently, Li Xiuzuan, who performed the "Filial" character mantra, saw it clearly.

That immortal light power originated from a talisman in Wei Juan's arms, and his own cultivation base was also connected to the Nine Nether, extremely profound. He was a person of the Demon Consciousness Sect!

"Actually willing to use a true talisman to disguise the cultivation base!"

Li Xiuzuan sneered, a shout: "Filial!"

The mantra cut off the blessing power of the true talisman, and he used the "collapse" character mantra to erupt the great momentum he had accumulated all the way by winning, winning, winning.

In that instant, the long saber in his hand truly slashed out thunder light.

Pulling out a thunderbolt, swift and incomparable, blessed by the "anxious" character, it broke Wei Juan's Falling Immortal Finger in an instant.

Wei Juan's face showed horror, regardless of his identity, he rolled countless demon thoughts to land, and the activation was also extremely fast.

But that saber light was filled with thunder sounds, accompanied by the thunder sound covering half of Chang'an, and the countless demon heads in the void were delayed for a moment.

Just this moment, Li Xiuzuan's long saber had already cut off Wei Juan's head.

That head with a look of horror rolled on the ground.

He didn't expect Li Xiuzuan to dare to kill him. Was he not afraid that he would never be able to explain it clearly, and that the whole city would be his enemy? Second, he didn't expect Li Xiuzuan to break his Falling Immortal Finger so quickly.

Third, he didn't expect Li Xiuzuan to perform the thunder method that most restrained demon heads, causing his reaction to be a moment slower!

"I'm so wronged!"

A dignified top-grade Golden Pill was easily beheaded by a junior who hadn't formed a pill. Wei Juan had endless grievances in his heart.

If it weren't for the Chang'an formation prohibiting magic spells.

If it weren't for him having to perform the Wei clan's supernatural powers to disguise his identity.

If it weren't for the intelligence not being done well, failing to guard against Li Xiuzuan's thunder method.

But no amount of unwillingness could change the ending.

Li Xiuzuan sheathed his saber and slowly returned his qi to his dantian. His face was slightly pale. The explosion of that thunder method was still too swift, shaking his qi sea, and he could no longer slash a second saber!

But he still smiled: "Win!"

This feedback was even more fierce, and the waves in the qi sea were calmed down by the rapidly expanding sea of clouds in a blink...

His eyes looked toward the palace. You don't want me to go, but I insist on going! Next time, perhaps with real skills, I can kill this person!

Winning all the way, it's just so hard...

(End of chapter)