Seeing that Senior Brother Le, who was powerful in immortal arts, fell from mid-air and vomited blood on the spot, the many disciples of the Immortal Sect were stunned.

……how so?

However, there are very few who can see the tricks in this, and Xu Xuan is the only one who can understand the details of the entire process.

He sighed. This was all because of his lack of practical experience that caused a ship to capsize in the gutter of an immortal cultivator like Lefeng.

Lefeng was wrong at two points:

First, when the object is floating in the air, the spell that consumes energy is used, which is the main reason for his defeat and injury.

With the fourth level of Qi Refining, he can barely control objects to float in the air with the help of magic power. When he is in mid-air, at least half of his magic power is used to maintain a drifting state. He lives in mid-air, and seems to be standing at the commanding heights and gaining geographical advantages, but this invisibly makes him lose his remaining energy and retreat.

Second, while accumulating energy to cast the immortal magic, no one around him protected the Dharma!

Even if other disciples are interested, they are still willing but unable to do with Lefeng floating in the air.

Two mistakes, the connection between the two fronts and backs, together created Le Feng's defeat, and he was injured by his own immortal magic. Otherwise, with his strength, no one in the Blood Spirit Thieves could pose a real threat to him.

"Go and save Senior Brother Le!"

Someone in Feng Yu reacted and wanted to go over and rescue Le Feng.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

Another poisonous blade shot out from the dense forest, with hundreds of numbers pushing everyone back.

Faced with the crisis, Le Feng groaned, and the green clouds on his body rippled. He avoided most of the poisonous blades, retreated quickly, and reunited with everyone. Even if the sporadic poisonous blades fell on him, they were immediately shattered by the inspiration on his body!

"Retreat! Retreat from the valley!"

Le Feng seemed to realize something: from the beginning to the end, the blood spirit thief was not running away, but was planning to ambush himself and wait for others.

"Hahaha... All of you young people in the Immortal Sect will be buried here today."

A loud and domineering voice came from the dense forest. The outer disciple with low cultivation was churning with his qi and blood.

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of bandits in blood-clothed clothes rushed out with strange bent blades in their hands.

The disciples of Fengyu Sect had just retreated to the entrance of the valley and found a woman wearing a black magic skirt standing on the hillside at the other end of the canyon. She had an ugly face and a stingy face. Behind her were eight blood spirit thieves guarding her.

But when the ugly woman in black dress stood up, her eyes were as cold as lightning, and a stream of spirit rushed over her head, a blue ice hovering above her head, flying in the air, and the cold air was everywhere.

“This road is not open.”

The hoarse and cold voice of the ugly woman in the black dress made people frightened. The eight blood spirit thieves behind him were each holding several poisonous blade hidden weapons.

Once you exit from the entrance of the canyon, you will definitely be attacked by the ugly woman in black dress and the hidden weapons that attacked from mid-air.

"Not good! There are immortal cultivators guarding the high places."

Wan Fushan stared at the ugly woman in black dress. Judging from her breath, the other party was a second level of Qi Refining Immortal Cultivation.

This woman should be "Cao Laoer", one of the three leaders of the Blood Spirit Thieves.

"Junior Sister Yu, please let the 'San Ling Bird' go back to the mountain to ask for help."

Le Feng sat on the ground, took a pill, and said to Miss Yu Qin.

"Okay." Yu Qin was in a panic, and her hands were pinching her hands and her lips were squirming. The three spirit birds flapped their wings and left.

Whoosh-

More than a dozen hidden weapons were shining cold lights, but the three spirit birds were extremely spiritual and dodged in the air, quickly flew out of the canyon and merged into the sky.

Seeing the three spirits escape, Le Feng breathed a sigh of relief: "We only need to support half of the incense stick and let the elders of the master come and be rescued."

The remaining seventeen disciples formed a circle with Le Peak as the center.

Swish and rub...

Twenty or thirty blood spirit thieves in the dense forest chased after them from behind.

There were two people in the leader, one of the big man in the iron tower with half of his body was the blood thief leader "Cao Laosan" who was injured by Le Feng.

The one-eyed man standing in front had a fat face and fierce look, and his aura was even stronger than Cao Laosan. The group was headed by him.

"That's the legendary blood thief leader...Boss Cao!"

Xu Xuan and his group were all attracted by the one-eyed man. The fierce aura emitted by his body completely overwhelmed the spiritual pressure on Wanfushan.

"This boss Cao is probably a martial artist at the third level of Qi Refining!"

Wan Fushan's eyes trembled. The moment he met with Boss Cao, he was shocked by the terrifying murderous intent, and his whole body was cold.

This person's strength is probably more than twice as strong as Cao Laosan.

If Le Feng was not injured, he would not take Boss Cao seriously, but at this time, no one in Fengyu Sect could surpass him.

"That spirit bird has gone to report the news... hurry up and kill these young people in the Immortal Sect!"

One-eyed Lao Cao showed a fierce light on his face. With a command, the blood spirit thieves rushed over.

The Fengyu Sect and his group of disciples were forced to retreat near the corner of the rock wall and had no choice but to retreat.

"Everyone goes together and protect Junior Sister Yu."

Le Feng exclaimed, and a blue cloud flashed on his body. He took the initiative to meet him and intercept Boss Cao.

"Hmph, you have been severely damaged and can only exert 20% of your strength. How can you fight me?"

One-eyed boss Cao held a blood-colored sickle in his hand. The true power of the martial arts cultivator poured into it. A "buzzing" sounded, and the blood light surged by a foot, transforming into a blood-colored light and shadow, which was defeated step by step by step.

After all, Le Feng was a fourth-level immortal cultivator. With the robe swing, a stream of spiritual power shook, accompanied by a burst of blue gusts of wind. In a short period of time, he forced his injuries to barely resist the attack of Boss Cao.

And the iron tower man Cao Laosan rushed over and was the first to come to Wanfu Mountain.

Wan Fushan gritted his teeth and went forward. He was the only one here who could barely fight against Cao Laosan.

The leader is against the leader, the minion is against the minion.

The remaining ordinary members of the Blood Spirit Stealing Potter have mostly varying from the fourth to fifth levels of body refining. In terms of individual strength, they lose to the Fengyu Sect disciples, but the number of people is better.

Many disciples in Fengyu Sect lack practical experience and are instead suppressed by members of the Blood Spirit Stealing.

Xu Xuan was standing beside Yu Qin. The little girl was so scared that she looked pale. She had just entered the Qi Refining Fairy and had no attack spells. Although she also had the seventh level of body refining, she could not fight.

Yang Xiaoqian was also very scared and was forced to the corner by two members of the Blood Spirit Thieves. She gritted her teeth and plucked up her courage and went forward.

"Hehe, this little girl is very honest. I will catch it alive and enjoy it together, my buddy."

The members of the Blood Spirit thief who besieged him were traitorous and laughed, one was the fifth level of body refining and the other was the fourth level of body refining.

Although Yang Xiaoqian has the fifth level of physical training, she is a lady from a noble family after all. In terms of real life and death fights, she is forced to be in danger.

Xu Xuanhu was beside Yu Qin, and from the corner of his eyes he saw an ugly woman in black dress in a high place in the distance, leading another group of people, ready to come down to support.

"If this continues, the situation may not be good." Xu Xuan's eyes were filled with worries.

At this moment, a scream came from beside him, and an outer disciple was dismembered by two curved blades.

Two blood spirit thieves looked bloodthirsty. When they saw Yu Qin, whose skin was as white as a baby, their eyes immediately showed lust and licked their tongues.

“Go together!”

Two blood spirit thieves killed Xu Xuan and Yu Qin respectively.

Xu Xuan took a deep breath, and a cold heart suddenly spread out. Lingtai was calm and calm, without any emotion on his face.

"Go to die!"

Looking at Xu Xuan who was motionless like a sculpture, the blood spirit thief had a fierce light flashed in his eyes and a bent blade slashed in his hand.

laugh--

The cold air on the blade almost touched Xu Xuan's throat.

At this moment... Xu Xuan moved!

The bandit only felt a glimmer of purple and red light sweeping, and a finger was clicked on his throat.

thump!

The Blood Spirit Thieves member fell to the ground and died, his face turned red and black, as if he had died of poisoning, and his death was miserable.

Poison word, one blow to poison kill!

Xu Xuan himself was also secretly shocked. The attack of this poisonous word technique was more vicious and tricky than expected.

At this moment, Yu Qin was frustrated by another blood spirit thief.

Xu Xuan jumped over like a raccoon cat. The blood spirit thief had just felt aroused, and he pointed a finger at the key point behind it.

“Um…”

The blood spirit thief had no time to groan and fell to the ground and died suddenly. After his death, his skin also looked like a poisonous color.

Miss Yu Qin breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the color of the skin of the corpse, she couldn't help but look at Xu Xuan's fingers strangely, wondering if there was poison on her nails.

"Save me."

Yang Xiaoqian on the other side was forced to the corner of the rock wall by two blood spirit thieves, and had no way to retreat.

Xu Xuan took a deep breath and suddenly used the word "floating" technique, which was like a light swallow, rising into the air and leaping away.
To be continued...