Chapter 342

Li Xuanxuan glanced at him sideways, sat down in front of the table with his sleeves lifted, twisted his beard, and said bluntly:

"Daoist is refreshing. My secret method is a rare pupil technique, three hundred spirit stones!"

This was asking for a sky-high price. It was originally an exaggerated number, but this black-robed cultivator only hated him for being slow. Seeing that the agreed time was coming, he had no heart to grind with him, only said:

"Done, done! Quickly hand over the secret method! Don't grind!"

Li Xuanxuan saw that he didn't even bargain for a price, only agreed. The original seventy percent certainty added two layers, almost concluding that this group of cultivators had bad intentions, so he smiled:

"Daoist is generous, then follow me to the Xiao family to set the contract, money and goods are cleared..."

This black-robed cultivator was not a fool either. His expression changed suddenly, his voice cooled down, and he said in a deep voice:

"What contract!"

Li Xuanxuan showed a look of doubt and explained:

"Is this Senior's first time here? Transactions involving hundreds of spirit stones in the market must go through the hands of the Xiao family to establish a contract, so as not to have goods that don't match the board, causing Senior to suffer..."

This black-robed cultivator was impatient. How could he let him find Xiao family cultivators to come over? Only said in a deep voice:

"I don't need this Xiao family contract! You just hand over this secret method, and I will naturally know!"

Li Xuanxuan accompanied him with a smile and nodded, opening his mouth:

"Senior, just give enough reward, I will let the people below take the contract, no harm, no harm..."

So he gave a wink to Li Qiuyang. Li Qiuyang hurriedly went out. The black-robed cultivator snorted coldly, wiped his waist storage bag, and suddenly dropped a pile of magic tools with flowing magic light.

This pile of magic tools, knives, swords, axes, and halberds were all there, either incomplete or in good condition, but the blood stains on them were mottled, new or old, most of them had dried into brown-black thin slices, falling off during the collision, turning into a pile of fragments on the ground.

"These magic tools are all Qi Refining and Taixi. You calculate, can they offset the price?"

This person's voice echoed in the air, and brown dust scattered in the sun. Li Xuanxuan let out a breath silently, terrified, pretending to estimate.

Secretly calculating in his heart:

"This person is eight or nine out of ten that northern demon cultivator... a group has sneaked into Guanyun Peak market. That thunder-fire bead has great power and is definitely not used to deal with a small character like me. It is mostly used to destroy the formation points of this Guanyun Peak market..."

His gaze shuttled through this pile of magic tools for a while. This shop could not be kept. He had already let Li Qiuyang leave. He should not be stupid enough not to understand the wink.

"What's going on! How can you be like this!"

"Quiet! No shooting in the market!"

The noise outside was getting louder and louder, and there were even roars of magic power collision and friction of magic tools. Seeing that the time for this group of people to do it was getting closer and closer, Li Xuanxuan felt anxious and said in a low voice:

"Daoist, this is not enough for three hundred!"

"Not enough?!"

This black-robed cultivator was even more impatient, waving his hand to continue taking out from the storage bag. Li Xuanxuan squeezed out a face full of greed, first scolding Li Yuanyun on the side:

"Get out!"

Li Yuanyun hurriedly retreated with several apprentices in the shop. Li Xuanxuan felt a little relieved in his heart, and said repeatedly:

"Daoist! Daoist! The villain still wants to see the object that Daoist appraised earlier... I have operated this shop for many years and have never seen such a good treasure. That object is rare and should be able to sell for a high price!"

"Oh?"

The black-robed cultivator was slightly stunned, as if he had heard something ridiculous, laughed loudly, and stopped after a few breaths, took out a pitch-black jade bead from his sleeve, and cursed with a smile:

"You guy has some eyesight! Take it!"

He threw the art thunder in his hand to Li Xuanxuan, watching him catch it in a panic, the black-robed cultivator said coldly:

"Now can you hand over that secret method to Gong, right!"

"Naturally! Naturally!"

Li Xuanxuan narrowed his eyes greedily to look at the treasure bead, took out a jade slip from the storage bag at his waist, and handed it to him casually.

The black-robed cultivator took the jade slip and was about to probe his spiritual sense into it, but Li Xuanxuan took the opportunity to attack violently, lifted a pile of magic tools with his sleeves, and rushed out of the door while there was a clanging sound.

"Hmm?"

This Gong-surnamed cultivator was furious, swept with his spiritual sense and knew that the jade slip in his hand was not any secret method, but just some miscellaneous books of cultivation travel notes, and cursed:

"Good courage!"

So he stomped his feet, a burst of white air rose on his body, shaking the small house, and he borrowed strength to grab Li Xuanxuan. The palm wind turned into strands of white flocculent air currents in the air, spraying over.

Li Xuanxuan's expression was gloomy. He had already pinched a golden talisman in his hand, released a golden light to shroud himself, and a thick blood light appeared on his body, retreating like the wind.

"Boom!"

Li Xuanxuan's golden protective shield shattered like an egg in front of this air current. He couldn't dodge in time, and the flesh on his hand was scraped by this white air, suddenly disappearing, leaving only white bones.

He gritted his teeth and suppressed the cry of pain in his throat, gathered all his magic power, resisted the black-robed cultivator's attack, retreated several steps, and rode the wind.

The talismans Li Xuanxuan drew were all exchanged for spirit stones and sent to the family. He had never prepared any good things for himself, only thinking that it was safe in the market. Even the talismans were only Qi Refining level. When he was hit by this palm, he regretted it slightly.

"Ah ah ah!"

Everything was in an instant. The apprentices guarding the door were only Taixi realm, how could they react? Together with several apprentices who were sitting and chatting in front of the shop, they were all taken by this white air, emitting non-human screams.

The apprentice guarding the door had his upper body directly emptied, his lower body flesh disappeared, leaving only two bright white thigh bones standing alone on the ground. Several apprentices on the side had different tragic states. Those who were wiped on the head died directly, and those who had heads and mouths could cry out a few times before falling down.

It was Li Yuanyun who was watching the fun on the street, and didn't get caught in the white wind, only breaking into a cold sweat and screaming.

Seeing that the apprentice who lost his lower body was wailing and crawling towards him with bloody hands, he jumped up from the ground, turned and ran.

Li Xuanxuan had no time to take care of the wounds on his body, and the Gong-surnamed cultivator had already taken a step closer. The bamboo hat was raised high, revealing the scarred face, his eyes were vicious and fierce, and he cursed in the air:

"How dare you deceive me?!"

Li Xuanxuan cursed in his heart, raised his hand high, and the pitch-black jade bead handed to him shot out like lightning, falling towards the Gong-surnamed cultivator's face, while he activated the blood escape technique, retreating like a blood light.

"Ridiculous!"

This art thunder must be combined with the corresponding magic arts and incantations to detonate. This Gong-surnamed cultivator dared to hand the art thunder to Li Xuanxuan because of this. Seeing Li Xuanxuan throw it over without a head or brain, he only snorted coldly and continued forward.

"Boom!"

The pitch-black bead exploded with a burst of crimson sparks in the air, illuminating the Gong-surnamed cultivator's face with gold. He was stunned and blurted out:

"Impossible!"

He almost reflexively buckled the talisman in his sleeve, his two fingers tightened slightly, and seeing the black jade bead falling from the small sparks, he hardened his heart and restrained the urge, retreated a few steps, and looked at the small jade bead.

"Call..."

The Gong-surnamed cultivator broke into a cold sweat, reached out to take the jade bead, sneered, looked at the blood-colored light that had flown far away, estimated that it would take a long time to catch up after this delay, and had to say in a low voice:

"Quite smart, actually pasted a talisman on this art thunder, almost deceived me... Fortunately, I have been through many battles, otherwise I would have wasted a protective treasure."

"It's a pity that I still have to go to the formation point, so I can only let this person go first... Li family! I heard it is a sword immortal family. Since Li Tongya is dead, I can lead people to pass from that place..."

He looked deeply at Li Xuanxuan who was going away, turned his head suddenly, Li Yuanyun had already climbed up, and only ran out a dozen feet in a few breaths. The black-robed cultivator sneered and flicked his fingers.

"Ah!"

A white light chased his soaked back like a meteor. Li Yuanyun only had time to cry out in pain, his flesh disappeared, and he turned into a pile of white bones, clattering and scattering all over the ground.

The market was already in chaos, and traces of magic fighting could be seen everywhere. The white formation in the sky was flickering. The black-robed cultivator felt no anger, laughed, and flew towards the pre-calculated formation point.

Li Xuanxuan drove the blood escape technique and galloped away, hitting Xiao family's formation. This formation was flickering, and the aura was fluctuating like water waves, clearly trapped inside and outside, about to break.

He looked closely, clearly it was noon, but it was pitch-black outside, magic smoke rolling, paused for two breaths, and didn't dare to go out.

"Who knows how many demon cultivators are waiting outside, just waiting for this formation to break, and then swarm in to divide this feast... Flying out recklessly at this moment, I fear I will suffer poison and become an appetizer for these demon cultivators."

It was just that the blood energy and magic power in his body were rolling like a river, and Li Xuanxuan couldn't hold on. This escape light was also red, quite conspicuous, and he didn't dare to maintain it.

Looking back and seeing that the Gong-surnamed cultivator didn't chase, Li Xuanxuan hurriedly stopped the magic art, fell to the street, coughed twice, and there was no place on his body that didn't hurt. He checked himself with his spiritual sense, only feeling that he was withered and his face was hateful.

"Fortunately, fortunately."

Li Xuanxuan felt a burst of joy in his heart. This blood escape technique was domineering. He had escaped from a certain death situation by relying on this magic art. He thought he would be seriously injured and die, but didn't expect that he only reduced his lifespan and eliminated his appearance, suddenly happy.

"Hiss!"

The wound on his hand was deep to the bone, bleeding endlessly. Li Xuanxuan sealed the wound with magic power, cast several healing spells, and took two elixirs, secretly saying:

"It's impossible to go out now. Qiuyang should still be in the market, but I don't know which corner... Yuanyun, this child, can't be kept..."

Li Xuanxuan felt a burst of suffocation in his heart. Li Xuanling of the Zhong generation had not died long ago, and Li Tongya had already passed away. Now Li Xuanling's son had died in the market again, making him ashamed and embarrassed...

If it weren't for Li Qinghong being one of the highest cultivation bases in the family, and the two brothers Xicheng and Xijun having spiritual apertures, their talents were not bad, the Zhong generation would almost be unable to recover and disappear among the crowd. Li Xuanxuan thought of this, only feeling dejected. His own lifespan was not worth mentioning.

Looking at the sky, he could only wait for those demon cultivators who had mixed in to break the formation, and the demon cultivators outside would swarm in and disperse in the market. Only then would there be a chance to escape.

Resting in place for a while, Li Xuanxuan got a chance to breathe, adjusted the Qi in his body, and his mind worked rapidly:

"This matter came so abruptly. Clearly, the demon cultivators were still active in the neighboring county...! How could they cross the vast Xunlin Plain and appear in Li Xia County like entering no man's land..."

"Does Xiao Chuting know about this?!"

He silently shrank in the corner, avoiding being discovered by others, and couldn't help but associate...

"The market has always been guarded by Xiao Yongling, but five years ago, the Foundation Establishment cultivator Xiao Yongling was transferred away, leaving only Xiao Ruyu of Qi Refining... No, perhaps Xiao Ruyu was not on the mountain long ago!"

Li Xuanxuan raised his head, looking at Guanyun Peak under the pitch-black dark clouds. His heart was full of anxiety. Even the Gong-surnamed cultivator at the peak of Qi Refining was sent to the market as an insider. The crowd of black-robed cultivators surrounding Guanyun Peak could only be Foundation Establishment!

"Four..."

Li Xuanxuan observed intently and remained silent. After Xiao Yongling was transferred away, there were only one or two Foundation Establishment cultivators guarding Guanyun Peak market in the Xiao family. They were clearly unable to fight, so they shrank and didn't come out.

"It takes a pillar of incense time from Xianyou Peak to here, and now a quarter has passed."

Li Xuanxuan's expression was ugly. He had low cultivation, only the third level of Qi Refining, and was not good at fighting. If it became chaotic later, I fear he wouldn't be able to get any good.

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"Boom!"

The pavilion in front exploded, and the scorching fire rushed to his face. Li Qiuyang's hurried footsteps stopped abruptly. Looking at the flowing light in the sky, his heart was fighting between heaven and man:

"That black-robed cultivator is mostly a demon cultivator... Xuan Ge'er let me out, I fear it was to ask for help from the Xiao family... But in this situation, the Xiao family can't even protect themselves, how can they free up their hands!"

Guanyun Peak market was built around Guanyun Peak, with the great formation on Guanyun Peak as the main formation, and many nodes were set up in the market, covering the entire market. Now dark clouds were rolling on Guanyun Peak, and one could vaguely see several black-clothed cultivators standing in the air. Li Qiuyang couldn't go up the mountain to ask for help even more.

There were demon cultivators fighting and looting everywhere outside, and angry shouts came one after another. Li Qiuyang's heart secretly raised an ominous premonition. He hid under the eaves of the corner and secretly thought anxiously:

"Xuan Ge'er must have fought with that person. This person is at the peak of Qi Refining. How can Xuan Ge be his opponent..."

Thinking of this, Li Qiuyang wanted to lift his legs, but stood dead in place and didn't dare to move:

"But I am only a mixed Qi cultivator. Not to mention killing back to save Xuan Ge, I would be beaten to death by the demon cultivator as soon as I go out. How can I have the ability to help him!"

Blood was flying everywhere outside, and screams were continuous. He gritted his teeth, understanding that if he stayed here, he would be discovered by the demon cultivator sooner or later. He pinched a magic formula for restraining Qi and carefully moved out.

The demon cultivator in front was dressed in black robes, at the early stage of Qi Refining, holding a big axe, with blood light surging on it, slashing forward like a broken bamboo, laughing twice from time to time, and letting out bursts of curses.

The several cultivators opposite stood in a formation, looking like Xiao family members. The leader had just broken through to Qi Refining. Li Qiuyang had been in the market for many years and recognized this person, having met him once or twice.

Behind were five cultivators of the third or fourth level of Taixi, holding white magic light in their hands, spraying out and forming a small formation, swaying in his slashing.

Li Qiuyang felt cold in his heart. He had seen Xiao family cultivators mediate disputes several times in the market, all of which were neatly capturing the troublemaking cultivators. It was the first time he had seen such a big battle, thinking:

"Xiao family cultivators have profound cultivation methods and have always been considered strong among the same rank, yet they have to form a formation to barely resist in front of this demon cultivator!"

He touched his sleeves and groped for two talismans, one early Qi Refining, one middle Qi Refining, which were originally prepared to be sold in the shop. He silently took them out and clenched them in his palm.

That Xiao family cultivator was sweating profusely with anxiety. He glanced up inadvertently and saw Li Qiuyang hiding under the eaves in the distance. He was overjoyed, pretending to be even more anxious on the surface, while secretly accumulating strength in his hands, just waiting for him to cooperate and attack.

Li Qiuyang received that glance, knew what to do, and slowly injected magic power into the talismans in his hand, lighting up rays of red light, and shouted:

"Order!"

(End of chapter)