Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Li Xuanfeng became famous in a dispute between the north and the south. His reputation spread not only to Jiangbei, but also to the forces between Yan and Zhao. They knew about this person.

The one who killed Murong Wu and the one who smashed Yu Gan's Dharma body was indeed famous. However, the number of Northern Taoists he offended was definitely more than he could count on two hands. Li Xuanfeng himself could not count them.

These high-ranking Zifu and Maha would not care, but killing these people's direct descendants, being related to each other, and having entangled interests has vaguely offended a large number of northern monks.

Li Xuanfeng knew in his heart that many grievances had accumulated, and now he no longer cared about which Beidao he offended, and he used all his strength as soon as he started, buzzing in the air.

The Buddhist monk in front of me is a bit special. It doesn't have that evil smell, but is somewhat similar to the golden light of [Damu Dharma Realm]. The Dharma light is much softer, almost close to Kongheng.

The monk didn't look like a bad person, but he stood in front of him for no reason, so he had no reason to hold back. As soon as the monk appeared, he immediately united his five arrows and hit the man's body.

"Buzz!"

A ball of golden brilliance burst out in front of Li Xuanfeng, and fell one after another, as if the sharp whistle of broken gold and stone vibrated. The eyes of the strong man in front of him lit up, and the golden cassock hanging on his body fell down, and he said with a smile:

"Little monk, I have heard about the donor's fairy arrows for a long time. I have been thinking about it for a long time and found this trick to deal with it. I am waiting for the donor's golden arrow!"

He had already lifted up his sleeves, and raised the whole golden cassock high, shining the side with intertwined golden lines, decorated with round and hollow gold pieces, emitting billowing white smoke and golden mist, and chanting scriptures :

"[Venerable Great Rong Tianshou] is here!"

He uttered Sanskrit sounds, and saw that the layers of golden grids on the cassock lit up together, and the divisions were bright and clean. The inside seemed to be infinite, with golden curse lines flowing.

The passing golden light buzzed in the air and fell into it. The cassock grasped a corner of the cassock with both hands. His arms sank, and veins suddenly popped out.

The golden cassock was fluttering in the air, tightly wrapped, and the huge bulge was constantly jumping and restless, as if a violent wild snake had fallen into the cassock and was struggling desperately, causing the cassock's face to turn red, and shouted:

"Go!"

All the magic power in his body flowed towards the cassock, and he actually stopped it for a moment. The monk had slender eyebrows, and the top of his head was smooth and clean. Densely packed light golden incantations appeared under the strong wind.

"this…"

Si Yuanli stood behind Li Xuanfeng, looking at the cassock, holding the big cauldron in his hand, feeling a little worried in his heart:

"It's quite strange. It seems like a combination of a strange magic weapon and a matching magic weapon, specially designed to deal with this kind of flying thing. It seems that this bald donkey is not simple... I don't know if Li Xuanfeng can control it..."

He lowered his eyebrows and looked, as if he was not as overwhelmed as he appeared on the surface. The green sword at his waist jumped slightly, and the sword tip was secretly pointed at the monk.

Master Kasana had just caught the golden light, and he looked a little complacent. He raised his two thin eyebrows, raised and pinched his hands, and wanted to shake the golden light away, but he heard a sound like iron. in a low voice:

"So brave."

He felt a sudden scream in his ears, and his whole body was suffocated. The fierce man covered in golden soft armor had already stepped in front of him, and the golden bow was carried behind him, shining brightly. The mage was so horrified that he took a step back and shouted:

"you!"

Li Xuanfeng was only five feet away from him, and it was just a step for him. The mage was very arrogant, and all his thoughts were on guarding against his next arrow. How could he have expected this?

He was in front of the monk in an instant, his tiger eyes opened slightly, and his gray pupils were quite scary. He pressed the monk's neck with one hand, and grabbed his shining cassock magic weapon with the other hand. The white gold color is dazzling, exhale and say:

"drink!"

"Crack!"

Kasana struggled twice, danced around twice, and his neck was crushed like a broken piece of wood, making a series of crisp sounds.

The moment Li Xuanfeng approached, his head rolled down, he jumped into the air in a hurry, turned around and ran away. The cassock dimmed even more and turned into a golden light all over the sky.

"Bang!"

The next moment, Li Xuanfeng's straight fist penetrated his chest and came out from the back of his body, bringing out a colorful brilliance. Although the dull sound was not loud, it was particularly harsh.

Kasana's body fell like muddy water, and his head ran the fastest, jumping a mile away, and he looked over in horror.

This man was stroking away the golden light in the sky with one hand and beating it away. Five spiritual arrows came out of it, lined up in a row, moving in tandem, like five obedient golden-scaled swimming fish, surrounding his palm. swim.

Li Xuanfeng glanced at him and said in a cold tone:

"go."

"Buzz..."

Five rays of golden light disappeared in the palm of his hand in an instant. Before Master Kasana could speak, he felt pain everywhere in his internal organs and a rumbling sound in his mind. He held back the spell and pulled out the golden cassock.

"Bang..."

But how could the cassock he had assembled in a hurry compare to the one he had prepared for so long? Like a bad wolf that pounced into the thatched hut, it was torn apart as soon as it persisted.

"puff…"

Delicate colorful petals fell from the sky, colorful and flying one after another. Five golden arrows appeared next to Li Xuanfeng again, and the figure of Master Kasana had disappeared.

Li Xuanfeng raised his sharp eyebrows, not in a hurry, his gray eyes shone with irony, and said softly:

"Since fellow Taoist disciples are determined to compete, why did they shrink from the battle and leave without saying goodbye?"

A golden-red mysterious arrow that had been waiting for a long time jumped onto his string impatiently. Li Xuanfeng narrowed his gray eyes, pulled it to the full moon, and pointed far to the north.

"fall."

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden-red diamond on the string disappeared, and the brilliance filled the sky in the distance. The rustling incense candle flames fell, jumped and danced on the lake, and soon plunged into the lake.

"puff…!"

The sound of vomiting blood floated back to Li Xuanfeng's ears along the wind, and there were many monks standing in the air with different expressions. When they encountered these eyebrows and eyes, they all looked away and did not look at him.

"He really lives up to his reputation. This monk is so naive... He has become a joke."

Only then did the light on Li Xuanfeng's bow dim, and the platinum lines on his face slowly disappeared. Si Yuanli looked over in a hurry and asked in a low voice:

"Brother Xuanfeng! Is that Kasana Bald Donkey dead?"

This cassock is obviously a leader among Buddhist practitioners. There is no difference between escaping and saving one's life. The aura on his body is somewhat close to that of ancient Buddhist practitioners, and there is nothing evil about his spells. In the end, Li Xuanfeng kept his hand, so as not to kill him. Beat him to death.

Although he kept his hand secretly, in order to deter the demon cultivators around him, he did a good job on the surface. He walked down a few steps as if nothing had happened, and landed in front of the six square tripods. Looking at the dazzling array of things in front of him, he whispered to the people behind him:

"please…"

"this…"

Li Xuanfeng stood alone under the Immortal Seat, and the demon cultivators around him were suspended in the air. Although he did not dare to approach with the wind, greedy and reluctant eyes came all over him. Si Yuanli stared at Fang Ding, swallowed his saliva, and replied :

"Brother Xuanfeng! How can I have the nerve to take it again? The best treasures have already fallen into my hands...Brother Xuanfeng can figure it out..."

'Um…? ’

His words surprised Li Xuanfeng, and he started to pay attention. Looking at this man's honest and honest face, Li Xuanfeng waved his hand, and only two layers of spiritual objects on the ground were missing.

The blue-black screen naturally fell into his hands. Li Xuanfeng didn't stop for a moment, and took him flying up on the wind. The group of demon cultivators behind him could no longer hold back and started fighting in the main hall, bursting out with a roar. Voice.

Naturally, Li Xuanfeng couldn't take it all in one breath. He watched coldly as all the demon slayers fought. The seven people in the main hall also decided the winner. Several rays of demonic light fled out in embarrassment, scurrying around in the air.

"Murong Gong!"

A sound like thunder echoed in the air, and the surging true fire spurted out. The golden-red brilliance rushed up to the sky, and fell down into pieces of flames. The fire appeared to be golden-red just now, but when it fell in mid-air, it turned into dark red. , it was so hot that the air sizzled.

Gao Fangjing was dressed in a dark red robe, with flames flowing on his face. His hands were entangled with raging flames. He chased out of the hall like a demon. The purple light jumped out with some sluggishness. Gao Fangjing smiled wildly and said:

"Come on! Old dog Murong, how about barking again for grandpa to hear? Do you still have time to talk now?"

His strength was indeed extremely strong, and Murong Gong and the demon cultivator were so embarrassed that they ran away separately. The cultivators also looked sideways, watching him chase after him with the horse spear, and the air was full of fire.

Li Xuanfeng glanced around and heard Si Yuanli's gentle voice:

"Brother Xuanfeng, how are you now?"

What Si Yuanli said just now made Li Xuanfeng unsure of his temper, so he only answered softly:

"It all depends on fellow Taoists."

Si Yuanli held the big cauldron in his hands and remained silent. He knew better than the others present what the contents of the cauldron were. He held his hands tightly, holding the green rim of the cauldron and turning white silently, with a solemn look on his face:

'The direction is wrong... The master said that there is something from my house in a small hall in the lake, but he has missed it... All the masters are watching from the water, but I can't show it too obviously...'

"In order to avoid public anger, I had already pushed it back to Li Xuanfeng to make him suspicious... This is not a bad thing, after all, he has been one of our own so far... If I can push things along, it will be easier for me."

He thought about it a little irritably, but his face still looked at a loss, and he shook his head and replied:

"Why don't you find another place to rest and wait for the real person to call me out?"

Li Xuanfeng heard clearly and didn't believe his thoughts at all, so he confirmed his guess:

"The Si family is low-key, but they are not idiots... Although I have never heard of this Si Yuanli, there must be a reason why Master Yuanxiu secretly gave me the [Please hold the golden talisman]..."

"If this matter is settled so easily, why give me a Zifu-level talisman? What's more, Master Yuanxiu has a unique reputation in the talisman industry. This talisman is not an ordinary thing. How can you give it to me for free?"

"There must be a plan here. As soon as he opened his mouth and said, I will protect him."

Seeing Si Yuanli looking over, Li Xuanfeng sorted out the guesses in his mind without thinking too much, and said softly:

"It all depends on the arrangements of fellow Taoists!"

Si Yuanli nodded hurriedly, looking timid and cowardly, and replied:

"There are many northern cultivators here. Brother Xuanfeng is very strong, so he won't be afraid of it. However, it is difficult to prevent any strange methods from being used. It is not advisable to stay for a long time..."

"On the way here just now, there are many small temples on the lake that I missed. Although there is nothing good in them, they are more safe and convenient. Why not go and have a look?"

Li Xuanfeng responded and suddenly understood:

"I said that this old boy was reluctant to leave just now, as if he was greedy for sesame seeds and lost the watermelon. It turned out that the things that the real person told him were in the little palace on the lake..."

This thought flashed through his mind like lightning. Although Si Yuanli looked cowardly, his eyes just met his. He was really timid, and he acted like a ten percent.

Now that he had reached this point, Li Xuanfeng also frowned in cooperation and said solemnly:

"Since I was ordered to look after fellow Taoist, I naturally followed him there."

Si Yuanli chuckled and quickly walked away from the cliff in the center of the battlefield. Behind him were several evil cultivators and Buddhist cultivators who were still determined to commit crimes. Their hesitant eyes were fixed in the distance. He drew his turquoise sword and showed an expression of relief.

'Able to conquer, be able to bend and stretch, be savvy in people's feelings, and still be able to understand current affairs, no wonder it has received so much attention from the Zifu... It is really a useful golden bow...'

He looked around, looking for the palace on the lake, and thought twice in his mind:

"No wonder Master Yuan Yuan valued him so much as the wife of his tribe. When Yuan Yuan died, Master Yuan Yuan quickly transferred him to use him..."

"Yu Su is greedy by nature, and he doesn't care about his relatives. Although Lingu Rao is powerful, Lingu's family is too closely related to the [Big Owl Temple]. He is the only one with outstanding abilities, affection and easy to blackmail. I would be the Zifu... It’s only comfortable to use him…”

Si Yuanli paused briefly. A small palace appeared on the lake under his feet. He quickly gathered his thoughts, looked up in surprise, looked up, and asked:

"There are still people harvesting outside now?"

"So that fellow Taoists know that not every family sends direct descendants in...some are not strong enough, so it would be a good idea to stop early on the periphery to collect spiritual objects and treasures."

Si Yuanli was still pretending, and Li Xuanfeng casually accompanied him, his eyes passed over the demon cultivator below, and he suddenly narrowed his eyes and whispered:

"Um?"

The demonic cultivator has a cold face, holding a sinister demonic knife in his hand, with a high nose and deep eye sockets. At first glance, he looks like a group of monks from the northernmost part, either Monan or Mobei. In all likelihood, the Hu Jie bloodline will not be able to escape. .

Although Li Xuanfeng had never seen this person before, he felt that the attire was very similar to the description. He looked over quietly and saw that the golden bow behind him suddenly jumped up and fell into his hand.

'It's a coincidence that I have killed so many times in the billowing magic smoke, but I have never seen this guy's figure, but I bumped into him here in [Da Ning Palace]. ’

After all, there was a demon cultivator in front of him. Si Yuanli didn't feel surprised when he saw him pick up the bow. On the contrary, seeing his serious expression, he thought he was some serious enemy and asked in a low voice:

"Brother Xuanfeng? Who is this?"