Unexpectedly, at this moment, Brother Xiong, who killed Zheng Jinxian with one blow, stretched his muscles and bones, then lay down lazily again.

"Okay, I'm going to continue sleeping. If you dare to come over and disturb me, I will kill you!"

This sound was like a sound of nature in Guo Wanli's ears. He was already afraid of Li Yaowen in front of him, not to mention that Brother Xiong's terrifying demonic power had to be wary of, and he was already desperate in his heart.

Brother Xiong didn't attack him. At this moment, a whistle sound came from his ear. Guo Wanli was still injured in his body, but his reaction was not slow. He quickly retreated with wind under his feet.

When he was standing, Li Yaowen stood with a Dinghai Sword in his hand, staring at Guo Wanli with murderous intent.

Li Yaowen swallowed a few rejuvenation pills, and his injuries had recovered. Brother Xiong had a weird temper. Since he said that he would not take action, it would be useless if Li Yaowen talked too much. In a hurry, he could only take action first to see if he could kill Guo Wanli.

"Fellow Daoist Li, let me go. I will never disclose it to the outside world about Li's spiritual weapon, so I will never disclose it to you, how about it?"

Guo Wanli was seriously injured, but Li Yaowen in front of him was still alive. In addition to fear, he actually begged for mercy.

However, Li Yaowen is such a sophisticated person, how could he believe him? The sky blue sword light cut through the air and pointed directly at the other party, and he never thought about letting Guo Wanli survive.

Li's family has spiritual weapons. If this news is spread, Li Yaowen knows very well that for Li's family, it is nothing less than a catastrophe!

The Dongjihai Jindan Zhenren is already a person standing at the top, but it is extremely difficult for them to obtain spiritual weapons, let alone how could a weak foundation-building family like their Li family protect a spiritual weapon?

In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Li Yaowen's mind, and he had no choice but to continue to activate the Dinghai Sword and kill Guo Wanli.

However, Guo Wanli is at the eighth level of foundation building after all. Although he is injured, his spiritual power is still abundant. He does not fight against Li Yaowen head-on, but just dodges.

Both of them were at the end of their strength and relying on their remaining cultivation, Li Yaowen refused to let go, which made Guo Wanli feel extremely embarrassed and angry. His cultivation level at the eighth level of the late foundation building was actually crushed and beaten by Li Yaowen's mid-stage foundation building sixth level.

But Li Yaowen's style of the sea Wuliang did cause him too much injury. At this moment, there was no way to deal with Li Yaowen. He could only fight and retreat and wanted to leave.

However, Li Yaowen held close to him, and the blue edge of Dinghai Sword kept cutting off his retreat.

For a moment, neither of them could do anything to each other.

Just then, a voice came from the north.

"Old ancestor!"

Two figures, one in front and one behind, quickly approached this side. The man behind him was dressed in blue clothes, with a straight body, and his face was full of anxiety. It was Li Qingxiao and Chen Xiantang who came from the main banner of the Black Valley Camp.

Li Yaowen only showed a hint of joy on his face at this moment, and he shouted: "Brother Chen, take action, you can't let him go!"

Hearing Li Yaowen's voice, Chen Xiantang reacted quickly, and the red flame silk was sacrificing from his hand and approaching Guo Wanli's body. The flames suddenly condensed, trying to tie the other party up.

Li Qingxiao was not idle either. Although he only had the eighth level of Qi training, Guo Wanli was already injured at this moment. He only wanted to block the way. The thunder spirit power was attached to the cloud-patterned sword, and together with Chen Xiantang, he blocked Guo Wanli's retreat.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! OK, okay, the little Li family in Bayushan can actually make me capsized in the gutter. Let me wait for you. After reporting to the ancestor of Baichuan, I will let you not be able to escape!"

Another foundation-building monk came. Guo Wanli had no hope of escaping, but he made a harsh statement in an abnormal way. Chen Xiantang and Li Qingxiao were immediately confused.

"Oh no, stop him!" Li Yaowen first reacted. Seeing Guo Wanli take out a blood-red talisman in his hand, he immediately exclaimed.

Then, together with Chen Xiantang, he quickly took action to interrupt Guo Wanli's hand movements.

But Guo Wanli condensed the last trace of spiritual energy and poured it on the blood-red talisman. The talisman suddenly burned. In a moment, a ball of blood mist exploded in the air where Guo Wanli was standing.

After the blood mist dissipated, nothing was left, and Guo Wanli also disappeared without a trace.

"Run!"

Li Yaowen looked ugly, and walked into the middle of the blood mist, feeling that Guo Wanli's breath was completely gone.

"The third-level blood escape talisman was a thousand miles away. I didn't expect that there was such a thing on him."

The third level is the Jindan real person level item. Li Qingxiao and Chen Xiantang looked at each other, and they were still a little confused about the situation in front of them.

"Qingxiao, I'm in trouble!" Suddenly, Li Yaowen looked at Li Qingxiao with a serious expression and said solemnly.

The three of them returned to the island in the middle of the lake together and learned that the ancestor fought against the five foundation-building masters and killed four of them. The last one, Guo Wanli, almost died at the hands of the ancestor. Chen Xiantang and Li Qingxiao were stunned.

However, Li Yaowen didn't care at all, but continued to tell the story of Dinghai Sword.

"Spiritual weapon!"

"Dinghai Sword is a spiritual weapon!"

The exclamation in front was made by Chen Xiantang, and the latter was made by Li Qingxiao.

Dinghai Sword is a ancestral object of the Li family. Whether it is recorded in the clan or what Li Yaowen himself said, it is a top-quality magic weapon!

How could it be a spiritual weapon?

However, when Li Qingxiao saw the bodies of the six foundation-building masters scattered around him, he was still silent.

Chen Xiantang was shocked to hear this news, and after reacting that Li Yaowen did not laugh, his face changed drastically and said in surprise: "If Guo Wanli runs away, that's really troublesome! Spiritual weapon... Spiritual weapon, Dinghai Sword is a spiritual weapon, Guo Wanli will definitely report back to the Guo family, and the family may be in trouble at that time!"

"Old ancestor, how could the Dinghai Sword be a spiritual weapon? The clan has never produced a real Jindan talent before. Where did the Dinghai Sword come from?" Li Qingxiao asked subconsciously before he could react from this news.

It was really too precious to him! He felt unbelievable.

There are thousands of territory in the East Pole Sea, but there are very few spiritual weapons. They basically exist in the hands of Jindan Zhenren, and they are rarely seen.

First, Jindan Zhenren rarely takes action, and second, Jindan Zhenren Zhenren can suppress foundation-building cultivators with his magic power, and generally, spiritual weapons cannot be used.

Spiritual weapons are used only when fighting Jindan real people. Jindan real people's fighting skills. If ordinary people do not have enough cultivation, they may be shocked to death by the aftermath. Who dares to watch?

The Li family in Yulin Town has been established for less than three hundred years, and there is no record of the Jindan real person in the clan. Why did a spiritual weapon appear out of thin air?

Li Yaowen was silent for a moment when he heard this. Then he seemed to have thought about something and said in a deep voice: "How do you know that Li has never produced a Jindan real person before. Dinghai Sword has been passed down from Li's family for nearly two thousand years!"

Hearing this, not only Li Qingxiao, but also Chen Xiantang next to him was shocked at this moment!

Li Qingxiao suddenly realized that when the second generation ancestor Li Caisheng came to Lansha Island, he had already cultivated the foundation-building realm. At that time, he brought his only son Li Yaowen to open up the Yulin Town clan land.

What about before?

Li Yaowen never mentioned Li Caisheng's incident and the ancestor Li Hongguang's incident to them before, and there was no record of the clan history.

"Qingxiao, Li is still too weak now. I don't tell you many things, I am protecting you, do you understand?"

Hearing the words of the ancestor, Li Qingxiao's expression turned to Qingming and nodded. No matter how powerful the Li family was before, it could not cover up the end of the present. Although there have been improvements in recent years, in front of the Guo family's Zijian Pavilion on Lansha Island, there is still only a grasshopper.

Li will definitely not be able to protect a spiritual weapon like Dinghai Sword!

"Old ancestor, we can't protect Dinghai Sword!" Li Qingxiao spoke solemnly.

A trace of remembrance flashed in Li Yaowen's eyes, and he gently stroked the Dinghai Sword, and the sky-blue sword body that had been covered by him for more than two hundred years.

"I understand what you mean. Do you want to throw out the Dinghai Sword and attract the Zijian Pavilion to make them face the Guo family?" Li Yaowen immediately realized what Li Qingxiao meant.

Chen Xiantang continued on the side, "This is the best way now. After all, it is a spiritual weapon. I think the real person of the Jindan from the Purple Sword Pavilion of Guo's Zijian Pavilion will be moved. Instead of waiting for Guo to come and grab it, it is better for us to take the initiative to hand it over to the Purple Sword Pavilion, and we can also sell our favors to the Purple Sword Pavilion in exchange for protection."

A depressed aura arose in his heart, and Li Qingxiao felt powerless! Looking at the reluctance in his eyes of ancestor Li Yaowen, his heart was even more touched.

If the Dinghai Sword is just an ordinary spiritual weapon, neither Li Qingxiao nor Li Yaowen are pedantic people. They also know that such treasures that are guilty of being a treasure are not preserved.

But the Dinghai Sword is not only a spiritual weapon, but also a family symbol that has been passed down to this day. It has accompanied Li Yaowen for more than two hundred years and protected the Li family for six generations.

Its importance is no less than that of any Li clan member!

"Hahahaha, just a spiritual weapon. If it can be exchanged for a ray of life and death, it will not disappoint him. Qingxiao, go and do it. Notify Zijian Pavilion that if it is late and is snatched away by Guo, we will be no longer blamed!"

Li Qingxiao nodded heavily and said to Chen Xiantang beside him: "Grandpa Chen, you have a fast pace. Please come to you for a trip. The spiritual weapon is very important. I think Zijian Pavilion will not underestimate it. In addition, the Guo coalition forces are now huddled in Duangu Pass, and Zijian Pavilion will not be able to break the switch for a while. They will definitely come to Bayu Mountain to find out!"

"Okay, it's not too late, I'll set off now!" Chen Xiantang nodded and rushed towards Zijian Pavilion.

The tribe members who had originally fled in all directions have also returned one after another. When everyone saw the solemn expression on Li Yaowen's face, they seemed to smell something was wrong.

"Ancestor, Qingjie just saw that your style is immeasurable! He will practice diligently in the future and practice it as soon as possible!" Li Qingjie had not yet recovered from the style of Dinghai Sword Technique just now, and he shouted at the ancestor when he came back.

When Li Yaowen heard Li Qingjie's energetic words, the sadness on his face faded a little and nodded.

If this continues, the Dinghai Sword will definitely be passed on to Li Qingjie. He has the highest talent in practicing the Dinghai Sword Art, and has a mysterious water spirit root, and is of great qualifications.

But now, Dinghai Sword can't be saved! Li Yaowen couldn't help feeling powerless.

"Qingjie, come with me to the ancestral hall! The rest of the people follow the orders of the clan leader!"

Li Yaowen only gave an order and took Li Qingjie to the main hall of the ancestral hall at the center of the lake. The rest of the people looked at Li Qingxiao in front of him in a fog, not knowing what had happened.

"Qingxiao, what's wrong? Didn't the ancestor kill those foundation-building cultivators just now?" The eldest brother Li Qingming couldn't help but wonder. Chen Xiantang left quickly, and Li Yaowen and Li Qingxiao had no concealment on their faces. No matter how they looked, they didn't react to the enemy after they defeated them.
Chapter completed!