The practitioners of the Shu Sect lineage mainly rely on this golden elixir!

When fighting against the strong, once the Jindan leaves his body too far, he will be very weak.

This is also one of the disadvantages of this spell genre!

The middle-aged Taoist priest shouted: "Hurry away! At the same time, recall the golden elixir as quickly as possible."

He still believed that in at most one second, the Jindan Sword Pill could fly back quickly. The problem should not be big.

However... how could Li Wuhuan give them this opportunity?

"The flying knife asked the dead soul... Is it just killing your soul with the flying knife! The speed is so fast, how could you give me a chance?"

He smiled coldly.

The huge "knife ring" was divided into eight!

Flying towards the disciple of the Art Sect who formed the Beidou Seven Star Sword Formation and the middle-aged Taoist priest who was commanding...

Among these eight sword rings, only one is a real flying knife. The other seven are all condensed with the bitter sword energy, but they can almost be fake and real.

Without the protection of the golden elixir, the seven disciples of Laoshan Art Sect were not very good at cultivation. Facing Li Wuhuan's "flying sword to ask the dead soul" there was almost no power to fight back!

Puff puff puff...

The sound of the blade cutting through flesh and blood sounded.

But there was no blood splattering on these seven people, and there was no wound. But above their heads, there was a hazy human figure that broke into two parts and disappeared...

That is their soul!

He has been directly killed by Li Wuhuan's flying knife.

What remains now is just an empty body. So they all looked dull and foamed at the mouth, and fell to the ground with a "pitch". If they were studied by modern medicine, they would come to the conclusion that they were lifelong vegetatives.

In a sense, the attack method of "flying sword asks the dead soul" is a bit similar to the "flying sickle curse" of the Maoshan School. It's just that it's even more powerful!

When the seven people were dead, their golden elixir flew back from a distance. But it was useless. They lost their master's control and all fell to the ground...

"No! This guy's flying knife is too fast. He really killed seven of them in less than a second."

The middle-aged Taoist priest showed a look of horror in his eyes!

The next moment, he had no intention of mourning for his lost fellow disciples. Because the real knife ring composed of two flying knives had already swirled and killed and attacked him.

"The three-star slash of the Jindan Beiming!"

He glared and the golden elixir suddenly split into three and turned into three. He hit Li Wuhuan's "knife ring" from different directions.

In fact, for the disciples of Laoshan Shu Sect, they have a very profound research on the golden elixir. Therefore, they can combine the golden elixir into one according to their needs and can also be separated.

For example, this middle-aged Taoist priest is a real person of Sandan. Normally, there should be three golden elixirs in his body, but they are generally condensed into one. When needed, they can split instantly!

This ability is not possessed by the disciples of the Laoshan Qi Sect - unique to the Art Sect.

The three golden elixir sword pills accurately hit the chimeric node of Li Wuhuan's flying knife under the traction of spiritual power - and the most vulnerable place.

Click!

The flying knife directly cracked.

Unfortunately, before the middle-aged Taoist priest had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he felt a flash in front of him, and a figure was almost touching his face.

It turned out that Li Wuhuan took advantage of this time and rushed directly to him, almost fighting with each other.

He was shocked: "This...you! So fast?"

"I said, you are too weak. Even if you are a master of the Three Dans, even if the cultivation method of the Secretariat Sect is special, it is just equivalent to the peak of the normal Four Dans or Four Talismans. It is far behind me!"

Accompanied by this voice, Li Wuhuan raised his hand and grabbed it forward.

The palm of his right hand was as sharp as a knife, directly piercing his body!

Another slight shock.

A sharp sword aura instantly spread along his palms to his whole body, shattering the meridians and blood vessels in his body.

The middle-aged Taoist priest still had an incredible expression on his face, and then he fell to the ground and died with a plop.

In the sky, his three golden elixirs also fell down...

Sudden!

Li Wuhuan's eyelids twitched, and a huge sense of uneasiness and crisis flashed through his heart.

"Right! What a sharp attack."

The keen battlefield intuition brought by countless life-and-death battles saved his life.

This intuition - which can be said to be the sixth sense, even exceeds the acuity of spiritual consciousness.

Li Wuhuan didn't even think about it, and his body naturally fell back.

Whoosh!!!

A golden elixir sword pill almost wiped his body at an astonishing speed. Then he immediately turned back in an arc of 180 degrees and flew back again.

However, Li Wuhuan, who had already come back to his senses, naturally avoided it again.

Swish swish swish swish...

The golden elixirs that were killed by him just now fell to the ground by the eight members of the Laoshan Sect, as if they were pulled by some mysterious force and flew in one direction.

Li Wuhuan turned around.

I saw a young man wearing a Taoist robe in Laoshan standing there with a cold expression on his face. It seemed that he could not see too much human emotions.

With a wave of his big sleeve in his Taoist robe, the golden elixir of the member of the Art Sect who was killed by Li Wuhuan disappeared, and it was obviously taken away.

Li Wuhuan's eyes narrowed slightly, emitting a sharp light like a knife.

"This is a tough guy! It's definitely not comparable to those guys just now."

He became alert and did not dare to be careless at all.

"Xuanmu, the peak realm of the Four Pills of Laoshan Shuzong. Report your name."

The young Taoist priest of the School of Art was talking while walking forward, a feeling of being squeaky.

"Li Wuhuan, former member of the Zero Group, and disciple of the Flying Knife Sect."

Group 0...

Xuan Mu showed an inexplicable expression on his face, and his tone was faint: "No wonder he likes to meddle in other people's business. However, I heard that he has been disbanded? Haha. He is obviously a cultivator, but he tries to use worldly power to check and balance the supernatural world. This is contrary to the way of heaven!"

Perhaps, this guy was just making a fool of himself. But he really told the right reason for the sudden disbandment of Group Zero...

Li Wuhuan frowned: "Why do you talk so much nonsense? If you want to fight, just fight."

As he said that, he took the lead in taking action.

Fingers flew around like afterimages.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Three willow leaf flying knives pulled out transparent knife marks in the air and shot towards Xuanmu. They also locked his aura.

"Haha, ignorant..."

Xuanmu sneered, but he didn't dodge or dodge. A trace of golden light flashed in his eyes, and his pupils looked very strange, similar to the texture of golden glass.

Then, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed it forward with force.
Chapter completed!