"What a demon dance."

In the distance, Li Xiuran looked through the Qianli Milestone and was fighting in a blink of an eye. Various attacks were flying, and he smacked his lips.

Next to him, Xiang Kun was also holding the Qianli Milestone to watch, but he didn't put his mind on the Qianli Milestone in his hand. He turned it over and adjusted it for a while, and was amazed:

"You can see at such a long distance. It's worthy of being called Qianlijing. Captain Li, you are such a treasure. If you have it, it will be much more convenient to monitor and capture demons in the future."

I just like to see you have no knowledge... Li Xiuran looked at him and smiled and said, "It's just a small thing. If Lord Xiang likes it, I'll give it to you."

At least he also took a junior high school physics class and knew the principle of telescope imaging. In addition to practicing in this world, refining tools is also very popular. The government office has a special craftsmanship plan to polish a few convex lenses. Concave lenses are easy to do. In order to facilitate action, he specially made a monocular telescope these days.

"Haha, then I'm not polite." Xiang Kun was immediately overjoyed.

Next to him, the other three tutors who were holding Qianlijing and also felt very novel were also a little moved. However, they were not familiar with Li Xiuran, and the other was that they also held their own identity and were embarrassed to ask for it.

"If the three adults like it, they can accept it. It is a little bit of their wish." Looking at the expressions of the three, Li Xiuran felt clear and spoke with the initiative.

They are all policing envoys, and they are considered to be of high status and powerfulness. He doesn't mind giving them a favor with this little gadget.

"Then I will be disrespectful." The old man smiled slightly, and his eyes looked at Li Xiuran more and more casually.

"Sir Wan, don't be polite." Li Xiuran smiled.

After getting along just now, he already knew the names of the three people, and the old man was Wan Huai.

Among the other two, the burly one was He Jian, and the slightly feminine face was Xiao Zimo. He took Li Xiuran’s things, and their attitude was much more kind than before.

"When will we take action?" After playing with Qianlijing, Xiang Kun's attention returned to the main business and asked.

"No hurry, wait until they fight for a while, it's not too late for us to take action after both sides are injured. What do you think of the adults?" Li Xiuran looked at the people.

Wan Huai and others nodded, but there was no objection.

It is naturally not stupid to be a polite envoy. Letting the opponent fight until both sides are injured before taking action can not only reduce their casualties, but also increase the success rate of encirclement as much as possible, and it is easier to capture them all in one place.

...

Another direction.

A red robe figure stood on the top of the tree, looking at the battle at the altar. Under the robe, a cold face covered with clouds, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and a deep whisper:

"The Demon Sect and the Fantasy Sect have failed in the previous preparations, and now it's time to take you to the top!"

...

Altar.

The battle gradually became increasingly fierce.

Although the old figure was stronger, Wang Shao and others were the best in terms of number of people. With more than a dozen people joining forces, they barely resisted the other party.

I wanted to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, but I still didn't succeed after taking action for a while. The old figure's face gradually became gloomy. Looking at Wang Shao, who seemed to be more and more brave as he fought, took the initiative to attack him with a sword. His eyes turned cold. While dodging sideways, he raised his hand and slapped Wang Shao. His wrist fluctuated slightly, bringing up a string of shadows, which were illusory and extremely fast.

Wang Shao's face changed, and he felt that there was a palm shadow in front of him. He couldn't tell which one was empty and which one was real, and it was unstoppable and unavoidable. He could only watch the old figure's palm slapped on his chest.

A palm that seemed to be light, Wang Shao felt like he was being hit hard in an instant. His body suddenly retreated and he took several steps to stabilize his body. A wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He raised his eyes and looked at the old figure and said in a deep voice:

"The Phantom Palm! It is worthy of being the two unique skills of the Rakshasa Sect, and it is indeed amazing."

"I'll give you another chance. Now I can leave. I can leave. If I'm still stubborn, then don't blame me for being rude." The old figure said coldly.

After the fight just now, he obviously realized the difficulties of Wang Shao and others.

Wang Shao sneered: "Don't you think it's ridiculous now?"

"I don't know what's wrong."

The old figure snorted coldly, and stopped talking. His body disappeared directly in place in a flash. He brought a string of afterimages to Wang Shao, raised his hand and slapped him hard again.

Wang Shao wanted to hide, but the old figure was angry and his speed increased a lot. He did not give him a chance to hide at all. He slapped his chest hard again, and his strength was heavier than before. Wang Shao flew backwards.

Seeing this, the others hurried forward to help.

But the old figure seemed to recognize Wang Shao and ignored the others. His figure was like a ghost, and he flexibly shuttled under the siege of everyone, hitting Wang Shao with one palm and one palm. The latter was beaten in a blink of an eye and sprayed several mouthfuls of blood, with a look of listlessness and an anxious expression:

"Everyone, don't hold back. If he is allowed to defeat each one, we will all die! If you want to get the inheritance, you must take action together and kill him first."

"Okay, let's take action together and kill him first!"

Although Wang Shao and others chose to join forces, they obviously did not trust each other and were also wary of each other. They were reserved when they took action just now, but at this time they saw that the old figure had a killer. They understood that if they were allowed to defeat each other, they would be unable to escape and die. They all began to take action with all their might and no longer retained.

The situation suddenly reversed.

Under the full siege of Wang Shao and others, the old figure's attack was set one after another and even began to fall into a disadvantage.

"Elder!"

Seeing this, Feng Hui looked anxious and jumped over and wanted to go and help.

"Your opponent is me, you'd better take good care of yourself first!" Yu Qin smiled grimly and stopped him with a knife.

"You are looking for death!" Feng Hui's face darkened, he avoided sideways, and at the same time raised his hand and punched him hard, fighting with Yu Qin again.

"Bang!"

Faced with the siege of Wang Shao and others, Cang Lao's figure was accidentally careful and was found by a person. He punched him in the back. His body swayed slightly, and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth. He turned around and looked at the person who injured him. Cang Lao's figure's eyes were full of fierce light.

"If you can hurt me, you will be proud even if you die."

After saying that, his body flashed, and his body seemed to turn into a bolt of lightning, bringing up a string of afterimages. He came to the front of the man who injured him, raised his hand and slapped him hard on the man's head. Then with a bang, blood splattered everywhere, and the man's head shattered, obviously he couldn't survive.

Wang Shao and others all had their eyes twitching, and before they could think too much, they saw the old figure succeeding with a blow, and then jumped towards them.

He was actually injured, which obviously made him feel a little angry and embarrassed. He no longer had any reservations when he took action. His speed, strength, and offensive became more and more fierce. Even if Wang Shao and others joined forces, they gradually became unable to withstand it.
Chapter completed!