Chapter 143: Wen Cha Beheads the Fu Family Ancestor On the other hand, there is a plain sixty miles away from the bamboo forest on the hillside of the nameless mountain. Fu Tianhua took out a formation from his storage bag, waved his right hand, and the flags flew away and fell to the ground. The formation is completed. A hint of pride appeared on his face. With the help of this formation, he could handle it even in the late Jindan stage. Dharma Protector Sun and Dharma Protector Mo were both from the Demon Flame Sect. With the combination of the two, they might be in the middle stage of the Core Formation Stage, but definitely not in the late stage. He took this step out of caution. After the letter of allegiance is completed, even if the other party turns against him, he will still have the capital to turn the tables. The Fu family is not meant to be dogs for others. He narrowed his eyes slightly, filled with murderous intent, and hoped that the two people from the Demon Flame Sect would know what to do. Thinking of this, he looked towards the bamboo forest and frowned. It's been a while, why haven't Guardians Sun and Mo come back yet?
Just killing a foundation-building person. Was there an accident? Could it be that Li Xunhuan could really build a foundation and kill the Jindan? Or can you rely on the formation to deal with it? He paced back and forth a few steps and headed towards the bamboo forest. Even if there is a formation, it cannot stop him, the master of formations. On the other side, Xin Ruyin packed up her belongings, calmed down her emotions, and walked out of the house. "Husband, husband?" No response. However, Li Xunhuan was no longer in the cave. When she came to the bamboo pavilion and touched the tea set, all her doubts disappeared. The tea is still warm. That means he left not long ago, so maybe there was something small going on. Her beautiful eyes sparkled as she warmed up a new pot of tea. This was picked by her and Xiaomei and fried by themselves. She also planted tea trees on Baiju Mountain. Master loved tea the most when he was alive. I hope my husband likes it too. . . .
In the nameless mountain. Dharma Protector Mo is tired. He even wanted to tell what kind of underwear Lian Feihua was wearing, and that damn Fu Tianhua hasn't arrived yet. However, life must go on. "Fellow Daoist, you may not know that the Ghost Spirit Sect has sought support from the Hehuan Sect and expressed its willingness to provide future resources." Acacia sect? Li Xunhuan frowned, this was not good news. "anything else?" "Well, it is said that Elder Yunlu was moved and promised that at the right time, he would personally go to Jiang Kingdom's Sword Gate to support the Ghost Spirit Sect." "Jianmen Pass?" "Yes, fellow Daoist, don't you know that after the Ghost Spirit Sect advanced 500 miles, it was stuck in a stalemate due to the support of the Kingdom of Yue, and the two sides started fighting here." Protector Mo's eyes were filled with suspicion, as if to say, "Are you from Vietnam? How could you not know such an important matter?" Li Xun Huan narrowed his eyes and asked back in an emotionless tone, "Should I know?" Protector Mo realized his situation and smiled apologetically. Suddenly, his eyes widened and his pupils lost their luster. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but all he could make was a crackling sound of bones touching each other. At his throat, there was an ice-crystal flying knife. The air was cold and frosty, without a trace of blood left. Then his body fell to one side and he completely lost all signs of life. After a fire bomb was fired, the body returned to dust. "Thank you, Xiao Mo." As soon as he finished speaking, Li Xunhuan disappeared into the air. Only the dead can keep secrets. There are more people who know about his Dan formation, and if there is one more of you, it will be a lot. In the air, the storage bag flew up and down in his palm, and a smile appeared on his face. Killing people and setting fires will earn you a gold belt. You are not lying to me. There are hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, and a small amount of precious materials for Jindan stage magic weapons. An unprecedented fat sheep.
It seems that the Fu family has invested a lot of money. Suddenly, he couldn't help but fantasize and couldn't imagine how rich the Fu family behind him must be. Taking Xin Ruyin as an example, there is no limit to the number of formation masters. However, when he thought about the incident at the Zhong family's Yin-Yang Sutra Pavilion during the battle at Lingshou Mountain, he gave up the idea. The other party might have also hidden himself. There are not many magic weapons in the storage bag, only two of which are life-saving magic weapons, which come from the two fellow Daoists who have reached the Jindan stage. Very poor. Also normal. This is what it is like when you first enter the Jindan stage. Not everyone is as rich as him. Personally taught by Yuanying? With such a wealth of experience, even a Yuanying would drool upon seeing him. The scenery kept receding, and suddenly, a figure entered his consciousness. His cultivation level was obviously the middle stage of Jindan. At the same time, Fu Tianhua stopped at a distance of forty miles. This spiritual power? Middle stage of Jindan? Who is this? Li Xunhuan? The bamboo forest formation was right in front of him, but he ignored it, turned around, spun in the air, and left. The direction was exactly the same as the direction of the previous formation. He ran and Li Xunhuan chased him. However, Xin Ruyin knew nothing about the cave in the bamboo forest. She poured the boiling spiritual water into the teapot, then immediately poured it out and rewarmed the tea. This is the art of tea, and only the second cup of tea is suitable for drinking. On the other side, Fu Tianhua landed on the plain and turned around. Then, Li Xunhuan landed. Eyes facing each other. "Li Xunhuan?" "Fu Tianhua?" No one responded, but they all confirmed each other's identity.
Fu Tianhua put his hands behind his back, his face expressionless, but his trembling fingers betrayed his true feelings. He immediately clenched it into a fist. Veins bulged on it. This kid is so terrifying. He actually succeeded in achieving the Jindan state! As soon as he entered the Jindan stage, he actually killed two protectors, Sun and Mo, from the Demon Flame Sect. The three storage bags on the other party's waist were particularly eye-catching. The same was true for Li Xunhuan. The nine storage bags on the other party's waist particularly attracted his attention. So fucking rich. The immortal cultivation family must be plundering the people's fat and blood. He confiscated it. At this time, no one spoke. One knew that the other had secretly formed the elixir, and the other knew that the other had betrayed the Five-Nation Alliance. Both sides knew there was no possibility of reconciliation. A breeze blew, and a bamboo leaf fell from the bamboo, swaying left and right. In the wind, Li Xunhuan's light gauze hem swayed in the wind. He held a folding fan in his hand, his eyes fixed on Fu Tianhua, and took the first step. Two steps, pressing forward. Fu Tianhua remained motionless, his eyes unblinking. Closer, closer. Entering the formation is his home ground. The seventh step. When he saw Li Xunhuan stepping into the edge of the formation, Fu Tianhua held the token and silently recited the formation in his mind. Then, ripples of the formation rose from the ground. At that moment, Li Xunhuan disappeared. He had a smile on his face. You want to run now? late! Three breaths! It only takes three breaths for the formation to take shape. In a moment, Li Xunhuan appeared thirty feet in front of him like a flash. His pupils dilated and expanded, what was that? Invisible escape technique?
Fast, too fast. He wanted to retreat quickly, but he couldn't move his legs or shake his shoulders, and he couldn't help but look horrified. when? A layer of ice actually covered his entire body! His eyes were as sharp as torches as he looked forward. Li Xunhuan leaped into the air, holding a folding fan in his right hand, as if he was stabbing at him with a long sword. Fortunately. It's a folding fan. When will you show off your handsomeness? With a thought, a magic shield appeared in front of him, separating the two people. In an instant, cracks appeared on the ice all over his body. When everything was done to make all the best possible, a smile returned to his face, and he only had one breath left. Wait, that's impossible. The folding fan flashed with a burst of sky-blue spiritual light, and it turned into a weapon. It has three points and two edges, and looks like a knife, but also like a gun! In his horrified eyes, this strange weapon flashed across the shield's light and pointed directly at him. ? This back view looks so familiar. Then, there was eternal darkness before my eyes. Behind him, Li Xunhuan maintained the posture of stabbing with the three-pointed, double-edged sword. He glanced back and sneered. He stood up, put away the knife, and turned it into a folding fan again. Three breaths. The formation takes shape. Bamboo leaves fall to the ground. Fu Tianhua is dead! (End of this chapter)