Chapter 253 I'm not targeting you, I'm saying that everyone here is a pervert! To be honest, joining Zhengdao is a good choice. Not to mention anything else, there are ten people in Hanlitai, five of whom are already on the righteous path. If he and Qing Yi join, there will be seven people. Seven against three, the three demons are sure to suffer a setback. Moreover, this point is very consistent with the worldview of ordinary people, that is, using the majority to bully the minority. So, Li Xunhuan chose, "Sorry, I refuse." As soon as he finished speaking, Qing Yi, who had secretly taken a step forward behind him, quickly retracted his leg. Along with this, the laughter of the righteous people came to an abrupt end, and the different laughter of the three evil people suddenly rang out. "Hahaha."
Amidst the laughter, Tengoko and Kitengzi looked at each other and nodded in understanding. Then, Tian Wuzi immediately stepped forward, pointed two fingers at Li Xunhuan, and scolded him harshly, "Master Wan personally invited you, but you didn't even bother to show your respect? Could it be that you look down on us, the righteous path?" Hats off! The trend of righteousness forced Li Xunhuan to join, even if he didn't want to. Therefore, as soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at Li Xunhuan, wanting to know his answer. Li Xunhuan had a cold face and his eyes were calm as he slowly raised his eyes. A smile quietly appeared on the corners of her mouth, and she was so beautiful that everyone was amazed. "No, you misunderstood." As the righteous people smiled unconsciously, he continued, "I'm not targeting the righteous path, I'm saying that all of you here are birds of a feather." As soon as the map cannon came out, everyone looked at Li Xunhuan with eyes like swords, wishing they could cut him into pieces. Tian Wuzi and Mu Tengzi were the most angry and immediately turned into a beam of light and came towards Li Xunhuan. The air was filled with the angry words of the two people. "You ungrateful animal." "Today I will teach you a lesson: the weak should be humble." Oh, how did it come to this? Qing Yi's hand, which was stroking his beard, fell tremblingly, and his steps moved back and forth hesitantly. Finally, he sighed leisurely, stood shoulder to shoulder with Li Xunhuan on the left, and shouted to the front, "Tian Wuzi, your opponent is me." As he spoke, spiritual light emanated from his whole body, and a pen-shaped magic weapon appeared in his right hand. But before he could make a move, Li Xunhuan put a hand on his shoulder and flashed out from behind him. "Brother Qing, you are a bit of a hindrance." "I, I'm in the way?"
Qing Yi's mouth twitched, and he showed a look of doubt about life. When I thought about the previous disagreement between Fellow Daoist Li and Elder Ximen, I thought to myself that it was true. Coming back to his senses from a trance, he saw Li Xunhuan flying up, and immediately sent a telepathic message to inform him, "Tian Wuzi's natal magic weapon is a seal, which is very powerful when it hits people." "It is said that Mu Tengzi got a special piece of wood, which has a great blessing on wood-related spells." "Friend Li, be careful." "Got it. Also, watch carefully. I will teach you what a scholar is." Li Xun Huan stood in the air, with his right hand pointing at his forehead, and said, "Certainly!" When this word came out of his mouth, the colors between heaven and earth suddenly dimmed, leaving only black and white. A small word appeared, then grew larger and fell towards the two of them. Tianwuzi and Mu Tengzi walked forward with their magic weapons, with mockery flashing in their eyes. All the fancy tricks were useless. However, in the eyes of outsiders, the figures of the two people had already stagnated in the air, neither advancing nor retreating. "fire!" Along with the sound, a large character with fire as the strokes appeared, with many images interspersed in the strokes. There was fire from heaven, and humans used it; ancient people drilled wood to make fire, and there were many other ways, and later people also used ordinary fire. Then, the word "fire" fell on the two of them, but no sparks were generated. What was strange was that the auras of the two people gradually became unstable, and their cultivation levels declined at a speed visible to the naked eye, from the Nascent Soul stage to the peak of the Core Formation stage. Soon, the two men's souls were destroyed, but their bodies remained, and they even had the same mocking smile on their faces. hiss. Seeing this scene, Qing Yi’s eyes widened and his eyeballs almost popped out. What kind of scholar is this? The rest of the people were not much better, especially Wan Tianming who was in the Confucian martial arts "Tianluo Zhengong". He frowned and fell into deep thought. I seemed to smell something familiar, but I couldn't figure out what it was. Naturally, there was no need for Li Xunhuan to explain to everyone's questions. After all, humans cannot understand things beyond cognition. If they are older, they will regard it as evil. So, it’s better not to know.
After killing people, he skillfully set fire and storage bags. When he put away the two storage bags, a hint of regret flashed in his eyes. If you can keep the other person alive in time, you might be able to inherit his martial arts skills. But then he thought that the two of them were only at the early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, and there would be no good inheritance for them, so he gave up. At the same time, Wan Tianming witnessed Li Xunhuan's familiar operation and had no intention of stopping him. The two Yuanying early stage cultivators were not as skilled as their opponents, so if they died, they would die. The key was how to recover the losses. At this point, he seemed more like pulling Li Xunhuan into the Wanfa Gate. However, the day did not fulfill everyone's wish. When Man Huzi saw that two people from the Zhengdao sect had died, he grinned and laughed loudly. He has already forgiven Li Xunhuan. Although this person has a foul mouth, Sha Zhengdao is his most sincere friend. But this is not enough, we must completely prevent this person from joining the righteous path. So, he turned around and mocked Wan Tianming, "Wan, you righteous people are only good at talking big. If you really fight, you are no better than a kid." "you." Wan Tianming's face suddenly changed. He could imagine that once this statement became true, the Wanfa Sect's reputation would inevitably decline. For the sake of Wanfamen's reputation, he had to take action, otherwise the consequences would be serious. Man Hu Zi, you are very good. Wan made note of this account. Wan Tianming shifted his gaze from Man Huzi to Li Xunhuan, suppressed his anger, and issued an ultimatum. "I'm asking you one last time, are you willing to join the Wanfa Sect? Otherwise, even if you manage to escape today, Wanfa Sect's Wan Xiangu will not let you go." The appearance of Empress Yuan Monk Wan Xiangu also meant that there was no room for maneuver in this matter. Either solve Li Xunhuan's problem, or solve Li Xunhuan! But when Li Xun Huan heard his words, he immediately said politely, "Master Wan, please." "court death." His eyes were filled with golden light, and a huge purple-gold sword appeared behind his head. With a thought, it cut through the sky and headed towards Li Xunhuan. "Fellow Daoist, be careful. This is Wan Tianming's ancient treasure of great power. His life-saving magic weapon is the Xuanhuang Mirror."
Qing Yi whispered quietly. In the scene, a look of evil interest flashed in Li Xunhuan's eyes. He opened his mouth and a circle emitting cold air flew out. A fourth-level intermediate-grade magic weapon, the Ice Phoenix Ring! "Wow!" Along with the cry of the Ice Phoenix, the rotating Ice Phoenix Ring collided with the purple-gold sword, causing an explosion of spiritual power. Unexpectedly, no one retreated and the two were evenly matched. Beside him, Qing Yi's hand, stroking his beard, unconsciously plucked a strand of his beard, and he murmured softly, "It's actually the spiritual strength of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul." The person involved, Wan Tianming, naturally knew about it as well, and looked at Li Xunhuan in horror. Transmitting sound to the left and right, "Come together and help me." "Yes." The white-browed monk and the Taoist priest named Lin joined the battle. (End of this chapter)