Li Yaowen had blocked his retreat, and another foundation-building monk blocked the direction of the Lingyu Pond in the north. Liu Zongqing's eyes turned twice, understanding that things could not be done, his expression became respectful, and even a hint of pleading in his tone.

"Uncle Yaowen clan, Zong Qing promised that this place will never be disclosed to the outside world, but only to put it in the next life?"

Li Qingxiao was stunned for a moment. After all, Liu Zongqing was still a great monk in the Foundation Establishment Realm. He had seen him with a high attitude many times before, but he didn't expect that this would be the case at the critical moment of life and death.

After all, he is naive!

As soon as Liu Zongqing finished speaking, a grinding stone was used, and he turned around and chose Chen Xiantang to break through in the north.

The vast spiritual energy gushed out, and in an instant, the Qi training tribesmen next to them were retreating towards them like frightened birds.

The fine stone millstone is the best magic weapon, which is the weapon that Liu Zongqing has accompanied for many years. When his spiritual power surged, he was extremely powerful and approached Chen Xiantang quickly.

He never thought that Li could let him go, just as Li Qingxiao was in his heart. The moment Liu and the others appeared in the Zizhu Forest, they had already sentenced them to death.

Liu Zongqing jumped and rushed forward with the millstone. The corner of his eyes still stared at the figure in black behind him. He chose to break through the north because Chen Xiantang in front of him was just a foundation-building level under his perception, but there was a huge threat behind him, and he didn't dare to let go of a trace of vigilance.

Sure enough, the azure blue Dinghai Sword was highlighted, and Li Yaowen was about to take action, but at this time, Li Qingxiao next to him gently pressed his hand.

The great-grandfather is already 280 years old. Earlier, I could only take action three times at most, and I have used it once to kill the blue-eyed golden-eyed beast.

After that, after Li Qingxiao had dealt with many families in Black Valley City, he found that Li Yaowen's reputation seemed extraordinary and his deterrent effect was greater than the actual effect of taking action.

The remaining number of attacks seems extremely precious.

"Liu Zongqing, Grandpa He Lao did it himself, and the fourth uncle, come with me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Jinhu used a blue fluorescent magic sword and followed Li Qingxiao toward Liu Zongqing on both sides.

The Li family's spiritual stones have made great profits in recent years, and all the clan members' weapons have been replaced with top-grade magic weapons. The magic weapon of Li Jinhu is called Qingshuang. When the spiritual energy is infused, a cold air whistled out from the sword body and turned into a green storm, sealing Liu Zongqing's left.

The cloud-patterned sword in Li Qingxiao's hand also followed closely, with a very fast speed, bringing out clouds and mists, and resisting Liu Zongqing's right retreat.

Seeing the two of them taking the lead, a warm current flashed in his heart, and understood that Li Qingxiao was worried that he would affect his life span. Although his body was not moving, a trace of worry still flashed in his heart and was ready to take action at any time.

After all, he is a great monk in the Foundation Establishment Realm. Both Li Qingxiao and Li Jinhu are at the eighth level of Qi training. Li Yaowen knows it is probably difficult to stop Liu Zongqing.

When the grinding stone plate approached, Chen Xiantang was calm and calm. The red flame silk in his hand suddenly rushed out and wrapped around the plate several times. A stream of spiritual fire ignited, trying to extend along the plate to Liu Zongqing's hand.

However, Liu Zongqing did not entangle with him at all. His spiritual power controlled the stone millstone and just picked the direction to the right and waved his hand to Li Qingxiao.

The surging spiritual power was like a small hill, which immediately knocked Li Qingxiao backwards, and the millstone followed. Liu Zongqing had a spiritual root with strong and solid spiritual power. The cloud-patterned sword in Li Qingxiao's hand barely resisted, but was still smashed and staggered.

"I just had the eighth level of Qi training. I wanted to block my way, but I was delusional!" Liu Zongqing broke through Li Qingxiao, and a retreat immediately appeared on the right. He spoke loudly, but his feet were not slow. He stepped on the grinding wheel of the stone to gallop and ran towards a small hill north of the Lingyu Pond.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Li Yaowen was ready to take action.

"The ancestor waits, that direction is not..."

Hearing Li Qingxiao's words, Li Jinhu was the first to react. There was still a big trouble on the hill north of Lingyu Pond.

Thinking of this, everyone suddenly looked strange. Although the panda seemed to be gentle, it was still a monster after all. They only dared to look from afar. Usually, they were a little closer, and they didn't dare to release a trace of spiritual energy, for fear of disturbing each other.

At this time, Liu Zongqing was swaying in control of the spiritual energy, fearing that others would not know that it was only half a mile away from the hill.

"It seems that old guy Li Yaowen is indeed old. I have run away and I still haven't taken action. When I go back this time, I will join forces with the Zheng family to remove Li's family. I think I'm the Liu family in this huge spiritual fish pond."

Looking back at the Li family, seeing that no one was chasing him, Liu Zongqing felt that he had confirmed his guess. After looking around, he browsed the spirit fish swimming in the lake below, a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.

Just then.

A black shadow hit.

Before Liu Zongqing could check it, he felt that the top of his head was pitch black and he did not sigh, "Why is it dark?" Suddenly, a surging demonic force rushed over, and his whole heart was broken.

What...

As the black demonic energy spread, sharp claws swept through the supreme demonic power, like five sharp steel knives, cutting through Liu Zongqing's body like to cut tofu, and suddenly became a number of ends, splashing blood rain all over the sky and falling all over the ground. The essence stone millstone lost the blessing of the spirit stone, and their spirituality suddenly lost, fell to the ground, smashing a big pit.

Liu Zongqing flew over the Lingyu Pool with a broken hand and fell in front of Li Qingxiao and others. Everyone looked at the black and white figure on the north side of the hill in amazement.

The panda was about ten feet tall and stood up lying on the side of the hill, with a hint of impatientness on his face. The fluctuations of the spiritual energy emitted by Liu Zongqing just now obviously made it sleep.

Immediately afterwards, he just stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes. He seemed to have no idea what he had done. He picked up the purple bamboo that fell on the ground, and then showed a smile-like expression and continued to lie down. His black eyes turned around and looked at Li Qingxiao and others from afar.

At this glance, Li Qingxiao and others felt a chill behind him.

"Second brother, this monster is too powerful!"

Only Li Yaowen was a little calm, but the corners of his eyes twitched from time to time, he could see that his heart was quite uneasy.

"In the future, the tribe members are strictly ordered to stay away from there!"

This bear demon has amazing strength, but fortunately, the other party is only staying behind the small hill, and at most he only breaks some bamboo to eat. He is considered to be a well water and does not violate the river water. He is always at peace. As long as he does not take the initiative to anger him, there should be no trouble.

He silently said in his heart, "Brother Xiong is mighty." Li Qingxiao could only put this problem down first and cast his eyes on the broken arm on the ground.

Liu Zongqing, the only major cultivator in the foundation-building realm of the Liu clan in Yulin, was slapped to death by the bear demon with a palm.

On the broken arm that was being shot away, was Liu's storage ring. Li Qingxiao opened it, and there were only more than 20,000 spirit stones inside, which made him a little puzzled.

But after thinking about it, if the family had not dug the spirit fish pond and made ice and sold fish under his leadership, he might not have even a thousand spirit stones in his ring, so he would have felt relieved.

"Uncle San, Qingjie, you go and notify all the monks in the clan and return to Yulin Town immediately, and summon all the innate peak masters of the clan guards to surround the Liu clan land, and no fly is allowed to be let go!"

Hearing Li Qingxiao's order, Li Jinhu's face felt a hint of excitement, nodded and obeyed the order, and quickly informed everyone.

"Old ancestor, you still need to accompany you in this trip."

Once the Liu family ancestor and the clan leader died, there were only a dozen Qi training clans left in the clan. The highest was Liu Zhengang, who was the same generation as Liu Zhenyun, who was in the eighth level of Qi training. In fact, he didn't need the ancestor Li Yaowen.

Not to mention Chen Xiantang, a great monk in the foundation-building realm!

"Do you want Fellow Daoist Chen to continue hiding?" Li Yaowen thought for a moment and understood what Li Qingxiao meant.

"Of course, it is the most beneficial for us to continue hiding in the dark. As for the ancestor, you just need to watch it from the side. Qingxiao will be shocking the mountain this time..."

The one who knocked on the Liu family mountain, and the tiger that shook naturally was the Wang family!

On the seventh day of the third month of the 2265th year of the Dongji Li calendar, although Lansha Island is located in the tropical area and there is actually no distinction between four seasons, a gust of spring breeze will be blown from time to time on the streets, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers.

Tens of thousands of mortals in Yulin Town still do their own things as usual, and it is so uneasy.

At this time, a loud shout came from the west of the town with a loud noise, breaking the tranquility.

"Liu Zhengang, die!"

The Qingshuang Sword in Li Jinhu's hand had already flowed in spirit and attacked the crowd that Liu's gathered together. His cultivation level of the eighth level of Qi training, let alone those innate servants, even the children of the low-level Qi training cultivators in the Liu family, did not dare to touch their edge, and they scattered directly into birds and beasts, wanting to run away directly.

But at this moment, outside the clan, Li Qingjie and more than ten Qi training clan members, each holding top-grade magic weapons in their hands, surrounded the Liu family's children from all directions, without giving them a chance to escape. The spiritual lights dispersed and instantly reaped the lives of several Liu's children.

Li Qingxiao stood on the high wall and looked at the bloody scene, his eyes were extremely cold. Although the low-level Liu family members were innocent, the cultivation resources they enjoyed also came from sucking Li's blood, not to mention his father Li Jinhua, who died from the conspiracy between Liu Zongqing and Wang Wuchen.

Since the Liu and Wang clans united to exclude him, Li clan, they have never planned to give them a way out. If they succeed, the king will lose. Since they lose, they will have to bear the price.

The only remaining Liu Zhengang was still struggling to persevere in Li Jinhu's hands. Seeing that the tribe's tribe's deaths and injuries became more and more disordered, his heart was extremely anxious.

Why is the ancestor not yet? The clan leader!

At this moment, a spiritual energy rushed from the flank, but the target was not towards him, but Li Jinhu who was attacking him.

The corners of his eyes hopped suddenly, and Li Jinhu gave up the attack that was about to pierce Liu Zhengang's body, and his spiritual power contracted all over his body and avoided him in the back.

"Old Ancestor Wang, thank you for your help. After the ancestor comes back, Zhengang will tell you the truth."

Liu Zhen just found out that the person who saved him was Wang Wuchen, and his face suddenly turned happy. The Liu and Wang families had joined forces for a long time, so he naturally knew that the ancestor and the clan leader were missing. Whether they could survive at this time depends on Wang Wuchen.

After all, Yulin Town is just a small place, and the tribes of the three families are not far away. Wang Wuchen, as a cultivator in the Foundation Building Realm, naturally noticed it.

Even though Liu's family had ulterior motives with Wang's family, they were highly consistent in their concerns about the Li family. Unexpectedly, when they rushed over, they saw that the Liu clan members had almost been killed.

Wang Wuchen gushed his spiritual energy, with a hint of anger on his face, looking at Li Qingxiao on the high wall, no, to be precise, looking at Li Yaowen in black next to Li Qingxiao.

"Uncle Yaowen clan is inevitably too domineering. He came to do this to destroy the clan while Brother Zong Qing is away. He doesn't take my Wang family seriously."

However, when he heard his words, Li Yaowen did not raise his eyes and did not reply to him. Instead, Li Qingxiao next to him took out two heads that had not yet closed his eyes from the ring and threw them towards the ground.

"Old ancestor, patriarch...how could it be..."

When the Liu clan members looked at the two heads, they felt as if they were depressed, and several of them fell to the ground.

Li Qingxiao didn't say anything, and directly spoke to the people of the Li family and ordered: "The Liu clan members, kill all the people, and the rest of them can survive if they surrender!"

Before Wang Wuchen could react, how did Liu Zongqing and Liu Zhenyun die? Suddenly, Li Qingxiao ordered and subconsciously prepared to stop him. However, he noticed a blue sword edge at the corner of his eyes, which was emitting a slight fluorescence.

Li Yaowen just stood there, and Wang Wuchen couldn't stop trembling. Although he was only one level lower than him, he did not have the courage to take action.

"Wang Wuchen, get back. For Wang Wujue's sake, I won't make things difficult for you!"

Wang Wuchen clenched his fists slightly under his sleeves, but finally he held back his anger and left with the tribe members who arrived later.

He and Liu Zongqing joined forces, but they could not deal with Li Yaowen, let alone he is the only one left now.
Chapter completed!