Mortal Cultivation: I, Li Feiyu, Cultivate Through Attributes

Li Feiyu, on the other hand, looked calm and composed, as if he had not been harmed in any way.

On the side, the bodies of the two immortal girls were shaken, with a look of surprise on their faces.

At first, the two women thought that Li Feiyu was doomed this time. Unexpectedly, after a while, things changed dramatically, which almost shocked their jaws.

Li Feiyu didn't want to stay here any longer, lest he attract the attention of other masters in the transformation stage or monks from the upper realm, which would bring disaster to his life.

So, when Xuan Qingzi was seriously injured, he winked at the two immortal girls, and then turned into a ray of light and flew away.

Seeing this, the two immortal girls nodded, then transformed into two blue rainbows, following closely behind Li Feiyu.

At this moment, Xuan Qingzi watched Li Feiyu and Hua Xian escape, but there was nothing he could do.

In the battle just now, more than half of his mana had been consumed, and his body had suffered heavy injuries. If he continued to hunt down Li Feiyu and the others, he would definitely pay a heavy price.

In desperation, he waved his hand to a group of Taiyi monks around him and said loudly: "Disciples listen to the order and immediately follow Pindao to evacuate this place."

The group of Taiyi monks bent down slightly, with respectful expressions on their faces, put their hands under their lower abdomen, and said in unison: "Yes, elder, we will obey your order."

After saying that, under the leadership of Xuan Qingzi, a group of Taiyi monks walked straight ahead along a quiet and quiet path.

At the same time, the battle between Li Feiyu and Xuan Qingzi quickly attracted the attention of the monks from the good and evil paths.

Among them, Master Qimiao, young Confucian scholar, Master Xu, Lin Yinping, the old man named Fu, Chang Zhifang, Hua Tianqi, Dahan named Yuan, as well as Ye Yuesheng and Huanggu Blood Demon, etc., all turned into streaks of escaping light. , like a burst of meteors streaking across the sky, densely packed and as fast as lightning, flying rapidly towards the place where the incident occurred.

Soon, everyone reached the sky above the lake.

However, they were still a few steps late.

Looking around, the lake was completely empty, with no sign of Li Feiyu anywhere.

Upon seeing this, a group of monks chatted with each other for a few words to discuss possible subsequent events, and reached an agreement with each other.

From now on, no matter which force they are from, whenever they encounter Li Feiyu, they will immediately send out a signal for help.

At that time, many monks will rush to support, deal with Li Feiyu together, and seize many magic weapons from his hands.

After that, many monks flew straight upward along one of the directions.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, a sudden flash of light flashed in the sky, and then three figures appeared out of thin air. They were Ye Yuesheng, Huanggu Blood Demon and others.

Seeing this, the two cultivators of good and evil, led by Qi Miao Zhenren and Hua Tianqi, showed their respective magic weapons and stood ready.

For a moment, the two sides were in a state of tension, and a fierce battle would break out at any time.

On the other side, Li Feiyu and Hua Xian accelerated their flight and headed straight for the Yin Luo Sect's lair.

At this moment, Master Qimiao and many demon monks never dreamed that just when they were chasing Li Feiyu, Li Feiyu had already thought of destroying the Yinluo Sect.

On the way, when the three of them passed through a small town, they happened to see several disciples of Yinluo Sect teasing two young women. Upon seeing this, Li Feiyu moved, leaving an afterimage on the spot, like a ghost in the dark night, appearing silently beside the two young ladies.

Several Yinluo Sect monks became angry and pulled out their swords from their waists, rushed to Li Feiyu and surrounded him.

Li Feiyu's face was expressionless, and he glanced at the group of Yinluo Sect monks indifferently, as if he were looking at a group of dead people, without any disturbance in his heart.

The leader of the Nascent Soul stage monk snorted coldly, his eyes shot out a cold light, pointed at Li Feiyu and said: "Boy, we are the inner disciples of Yin Luo Sect. Within a radius of a hundred miles, do you dare to provoke Yin Luo?" The monks of the sect will not have a good ending. You better not meddle in other people's business and go wherever you come from. Otherwise, if I get angry, the consequences will be serious. "

Li Feiyu curled his lips, smiling but not smiling, and said word by word: "The old devil Qian of Yinluo Sect is already dead, but you still dare to make trouble here, you are really impatient to live!"

The Nascent Soul stage monk held his head high, put his hands behind his back, and snorted heavily from his nostrils. He didn't take Li Feiyu into consideration at all, and said loudly: "Boy, although Elder Qian has passed away, but within this sect, And the master of the Fang clan, he is so advanced that he can be wiped out with a wave of his hand! If you are wise, get out of here immediately!”

Li Feiyu said: "In broad daylight, you openly molested two decent women, how could I not save them? Besides, when the road is rough, drawing a sword to help is what a chivalrous man should do."

Hearing this, a Jindan-level monk next to him took two steps and looked Li Feiyu up and down. Seeing that his aura was mediocre, as if he was a Nascent Soul-level monk, he couldn't help but feel a sense of contempt in his heart, and said sarcastically: "Okay, stinky Boy, since you won’t drink the fine wine during the toast, and won’t shed tears until you see the coffin, then we will help you and let you go to the underworld to meet your grandma!”

After saying that, he looked around and waved his hand: "Brothers, brothers, come together and teach this boy a lesson!"

Several Yinluo Sect disciples nodded and immediately pulled out a sharp scimitar, flashing with cold light and full of murderous aura, like a group of crazy wild dogs, slashing at Li Feiyu fiercely.

Li Feiyu shook his sleeves and sent out a powerful gust of wind, which was as fast as thunder and destroyed the group of Yinluo Sect monks.

"Ah...ah..."

Accompanied by a cry of pain, the group of Yinluo Sect monks were shattered, blood and flesh flew, like a kite with a broken string, falling lightly to the ground and gradually losing consciousness.

Seeing that scene, the leading Yuanying stage monk and the Jindan stage monk all showed a trace of fear on their faces, trembling with fear, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air in their hearts. They no longer dared to attack Li Feiyu, and turned into a beam of light and flew away.

Li Feiyu raised his eyebrows, shook the storage bag on his waist, and two flying swords flew out, chasing the two monks in the direction of their escape.

The next moment, the sword light flashed, and blood splashed in the sky.

The two monks froze, with painful expressions on their faces. A long and thin sword mark appeared on their heart, and a pool of bright red blood flowed out of the wound. They fell straight down. (End of this chapter)