Xuanjian Immortal Clan

An Yuyu kowtowed repeatedly and rubbed his head on the ground. His clothes, robes, and crowns all bunched up, and he said in horror:

"Young man...Young man heard that geniuses have many miraculous powers, and you can get one or two of them by eating them. Then your greed will cause you trouble..."

Looking at the expressionless look on Li Tongya's face, An Yuyu's eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized something and shouted:

"There's still some leftover! There's still some leftover. Please wait, sir. I've made wax..."

He climbed up in a hurry, groped around on the throne above, took out a jade treasure box inlaid with gold, knelt down in front of the three people, and opened the jade box. The pieces inside were dark red and crystal clear. An Yuyu smiled flatteringly and said:

"this……"

Before An Jianyu could say anything, Li Xuanling had already drawn out his sword angrily and struck it with its sheath. The metal scabbard hit his chin, making An Jianyu dizzy and bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he stopped talking.

Li Tongya's hand on the hilt of the sword was clenched and turned white. His expression was still calm, but his eyes were slightly narrowed, showing a snake-like ferocity. His lips trembled and he shouted:

"absurd!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's ears were filled with a harsh and piercing roar, which made An Yuyu scream and his ears were bleeding. Li Tongya was carrying a long, tightly wrapped weapon that had never been unsheathed. The sword buzzed and beat, causing the magic swords at the waists of Li Xuanling and Li Xuanxuan on both sides to tremble.

"Clang!"

The exquisite jade box spun on the ground, smashing a corner, and the dark red and shiny items inside rolled to the ground. Li Tongya looked a little gloomy and angry. He had not lost his composure for many years and kicked the jade box over. He took the Qingchi Sword behind him into his arms and held it soothingly. He waited until the buzzing vibration on the sword disappeared and then whispered:

"Tie him up and wait until An Yanyan comes to deal with him."

"No, sir, absolutely no! Spare your life!"

An Junyu knew that if he fell into the hands of An Junyan, his life would be worse than death. He was frightened and frightened for a moment. He stood up and shouted that he was just a monk with a five-level jade wheel. Li Xuanling hit him in Shengyang Mansion with a palm. , causing him to fall down softly.

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Huazhong Mountain fell in just a moment. Li Xuanfeng at the other end led the people to fly for a while, and then Yuting Mountain slowly appeared in front of them. The formation above was shining brightly and looked quite reliable.

Yuting Mountain is narrow in front and wide in back, and the ground veins are not strong enough to accommodate many monks. The mountain is steep and high, making it unsuitable for mortals to live. Therefore, when the An family captured Huazhong Mountain, they moved their entire family to the west. Today, there are only some fetal breath monks on the mountain. , big cats and kittens, three or two, looked worriedly outside through the formation.

Li Xuanfeng and others stopped in front of the formation. He took off the Jin Geng long bow he was carrying, put on the green black arrows, released the string and shot towards the formation.

"Bang!"

The dazzling golden light came from far and near, and hit the big formation hard, making a loud explosion, shaking the forest, and all the fetal breaths shrank back, and the big formation flashed with ripples, at least blocking it. down.

Li Xuanfeng had never thought of breaking it with one arrow, so he set up an arrow and drew his bow again. A series of golden arrows fell like meteors, hitting the formation one after another, causing a roar. The formation was uncertain, and the formation on Huazhong Mountain was It was reinforced after the Yu family captured it. The formation on Yuting Mountain was built by the An family themselves. It is old and cannot be compared to Hua Zhongshan. For a while, the fetal breath monks inside were shouting and crying for their father and mother.

After a round of intimidation, Li Xuanfeng drew back his bow and stood up, tilting his head slightly to signal to An Yanyan. Li Xuanfeng did not want to ruin the formation like this. After all, it was an upper-level formation in the Qi training level. It would cost more than seventy or eighty yuan to build. The rocks inside are just some fetal breath monks from the An family. If the former head of the family, An Quanyan, can be persuaded to surrender, the Li family can continue to use this formation.

An Yuyan got Li Xuanfeng's signal and quickly stepped forward and shouted:

"I've blinded you! I dare to stop you!"

The rest of the fetal breath monks below clearly recognized An Yuyan, and there was a sudden commotion, arguing with each other. After more than ten breaths, they were interrupted by Li Xuanfeng's arrow, and a white-haired old man was elected, trembling. The ground approached the edge of the formation and shouted:

"But... An Yayan?!"

If it were in the past, if someone dared to call An Yuyan like this, he would be furious and take action in anger. But now, he didn't realize it. He suddenly became happy and shouted through the formation:

"Since uncle knows me! Quickly open the formation and ask me to wait in."

The white-haired old man is An Yanyan's uncle, but his talent is too poor. He has only cultivated to the third level of fetal breath. He has lived a long time. He is already over a hundred years old. It can be said that he has a rare longevity. His old face is quite calm. Staring straight into his eyes, he asked:

"How will the Yu family respond?"

"Yu Yufeng is dead. Li Tongya broke through and built the foundation. Hua Zhongshan is probably broken by now. Don't struggle anymore!"

An Yuyan stared and shouted, causing the rest of the fetal breath monks who were shaking their heads to be frightened and frightened. They all started pushing and shouting:

"Yu Yufeng is dead?!"

"How is that possible! The late-stage foundation-building monks... will die if they say they will!"

"How is it impossible? If Yu Yufeng hadn't been killed, how could the Li family dare to be so bold! Bah, bah, bah, the master's family... it's the master's family..."

Some people were already clamoring for the white-haired old man to start the battle. He sighed lowly after hearing the news, looked at Li Xuanfeng holding the bow in the sky, looked sad and angry, and whispered:

"You have to think about it carefully. Once this formation opens, there will be no home for you, and you and I will become mermaid meat from now on!"

An Yanyan's expression was filled with sadness and anger for a very brief moment, and then turned into decisiveness, gritting his teeth and saying:

"Uncle! Where is the Anjia? An Yuyu is just Yu Mugao's lackey, don't deceive yourself..."

"As early as when Yu Mugao invaded Hua Zhongshan, my son had no choice but to commit suicide. When An Yuyu took charge of the family, there was no Anjia. It was just wishful thinking of you and me. At least we can get ahead by joining the Li family. If the Yu family takes over, you will We want to see if that poisonous snake Yu Mugao dares to use his surname as a monk!"

The white-haired monk sighed in a low voice, knowing the pros and cons. He tapped lightly on the formation plate in front of him, and the formation shielding the heaven and earth suddenly shook slightly, turning into dots of white light between the heaven and the earth and floating away. Suddenly, there was a sound coming from below. With bursts of cheers, the Li family's soldiers and soldiers swarmed in, climbing up the mountain paths like a swarm of ants.

An Yuyan was overjoyed when he saw this. He fell down from the mountain, carefully put away the array plate, and then said to the white-haired monk with a smile:

"You have made great achievements here, and I will treat you as your uncle!"

All the An family monks looked over with admiration and jealousy. Unexpectedly, the white-haired monk had no expression on his face, only shed two lines of tears, and cried:

"I...have no face to see my descendants again!"

So he drew his sword and whispered:

"I was supposed to die when the Yu family invaded, but I was worried about the safety of your main bloodline, so I still have a useful body. Now that you have surrendered to the Li family, I am going to die too!"

An Yuyan was shocked when he heard this. He was not prepared and took a step forward quickly. However, the white-haired monk moved his fingers faster. A white-haired head suddenly rolled down, and An Yuyan seemed to have been burned. He stepped away, murmured a few words, and replied:

"This...why is this...why is this!"

The head bounced twice on the ground, its eyes stared sadly at the sky, and rolled lightly to the young man's feet. Li Xuanfeng looked incomprehensible, nodded slightly, and whispered:

"An Zheyan, you should give him a generous burial."

An Yuyan's mood when he returned to Yuting Mountain was gone. His face was full of exhaustion, but he still murmured:

"Why is this..."

Li Xuanfeng raised his eyebrows, his sharp eyes pierced him like a sword, and whispered:

"The annexation of aristocratic families is not a harmonious matter. As you age, you have regained the innocent habits of a boudoir! Little did you know that the spiritual veins of the five fairy mountains on the south coast..."

Li Xuanfeng paused and raised his eyebrows slightly. The bloody scene of his father Li Xiangping disappearing when he was seven years old appeared in front of his eyes. He was crawling among the dead with a small wooden bow. He gritted his teeth and his eyes flickered.

"The mountains and rocks are rugged, the trees are rustling, and the tears of many talented and heroic people are watered by them. The endless tears...are the flesh and blood of the six aristocratic families of his mother!"