Xuanjian Immortal Clan

The fire at Lichuankou was already burning. Scattered villagers were confronting Shanyue in the alleys, protecting their wives and daughters behind them. More people had scattered in all directions, allowing Shanyue to plunder.

When Li Xiangping arrived with his clan troops, Shan Yue completely dispersed into the village and looted everywhere. There was no formation left, so he had to frown and lead his troops on the stone road to Lingtian courtyard.

There were more than a dozen Shanyue soldiers surrounding the small courtyard. They were chattering in local dialect, holding up a big blue stone and smashing it into the courtyard. After placing a formation in the courtyard and setting up the formation, the big blue stone rolled down in the air. After a while, he fell back outside the hospital slumped.

"Fortunately, everything is fine in Lingtian. This Ten Thousand Heavens Qiu will probably know a few formations. Let's find an opportunity for him to write it out and take a look."

Li Xiangping arrived with his troops. Looking at this scene, he nodded and waved his clan soldiers to come forward. The Shanyue were so frightened that they fled in all directions and were captured in a few strokes.

"Master!"

Wan Tianqiu could see clearly in the formation. When he saw Li Xiangping coming to help, he quickly opened the formation on his own initiative and shouted a little jerkily.

The Wan family was destroyed overnight. Wan Xiaohua destroyed all the inheritance on Huaqian Mountain. The promised inheritance of formations disappeared. Wan Tianqiu, who escaped, only brought out a few formation disks and was not good at learning. He has only learned three of the ten fetal breath realm formations. Fortunately, he still knows how to lay out the formations so that Ling Tian will not suffer any disaster.

"Woo..."

Just as he was about to give the order to disperse and pursue, Li Xiangping heard a loud horn sound, and the Shanyue soldiers in the village disappeared like a tide. He raised his eyebrows, lightly lifted the green black bow in his hand, drew the bow and nocked an arrow, and listened carefully for a few times. Take a breath, let go, and a white light will move towards the mountain.

"Let's catch up for a while."

Li Xiangping waved his hand, and the tribesmen behind him took action, rushing in the direction in which the Shanyue tribe was fleeing.

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"How did it come so fast!"

Ah Huila was sitting in the forest, watching groups of clan soldiers entering the village, and quickly stood up and shouted:

"Withdraw your troops! Withdraw your troops! Don't fight those people to the death. Just leave when you've robbed enough!"

He just plundered the hundreds of remaining defeated soldiers. He had no intention of dealing with this group of clan soldiers anymore. Preserving everyone was the key.

As long as these tribesmen are there, he can get food from any tribe he goes to. If they are all here, his power and value will be greatly reduced, and he can only be reduced to a thug.

The clan witch beside him quickly took out his horn and blew it loudly. Seeing his followers retreating towards the mountain, Ah Huila breathed a sigh of relief and sat back by the tree.

As soon as he relaxed, Ah Huila saw a white light flying towards him. The head of the clan shaman who was blowing the horn exploded with a bang. Blood sprayed out like a broken watermelon, splashing all over Ah Huila's head and face. It is red and white in color.

"Scare me!"

Looking at the long arrow stuck in the tree with its tail still shaking with horror, Ah Hui swallowed, took a few steps back slowly, and whispered:

"Retreat, retreat into the woods!"

Immediately, another clan shaman cautiously picked up the horn and blew two times. He quickly squatted down with his head in his hands. Ah Hui's teeth were itching to watch, but he did not dare to take action himself.

Hiding behind a big tree, Ah Huila looked from a distance, and with the eyesight of the fetal breath realm, he could see the scene below clearly, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The clan soldiers at the foot of the mountain followed the tribe and bitten nearly a hundred people, causing a chorus of curses and begging for mercy. With the obstruction of these nearly a hundred people, the Shanyue tribe finally entered the forest.

The clan soldiers suddenly became high in fighting spirit and were about to pursue them into the forest. The sound of gongs and drums also sounded in the village, and they saw that the clan soldiers hesitantly stopped the pursuit and took the prisoners back to the village.

"What a fucking coward!"

Ah Huila cursed angrily, turned around and led the people deeper into the forest.

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After driving the troops to kill for a while, Li Xiangping saw that all the Shanyue had entered the forest. Li Xiangping quickly raised money and retreated his troops. Looking at the dozens of Shanyue captured, the anger in his heart was somewhat relieved.

Seeing Chen Erniu slowly walking back from the village covered in blood, Li Xiangping gently cupped his hands and said in a deep voice:

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Chen."

"Ahem...don't dare..."

Chen Erniu coughed twice and declined. Li Xuanxuan came forward wearing armor and followed behind him were a group of Shanyue who bound their hands. Li Xiangping nodded and whispered:

"Xuan'er, you take the people to rest on the spot. You can't just let this matter go and let hundreds of Shanyue rob Lichuankou's property and children for nothing."

Raising his hand to say hello, Li Yesheng and several villagers had arrived at Lichuan Pass and hurriedly came forward.

"I'll go back to Lijing Mountain, and you can reorganize the troops. There is no need to have an overnight feud here."

Everyone responded and went back. After Li Xiangping said this, he immediately turned around and returned. When he arrived at Lijing Mountain, he saw Li Tongya who had hurriedly left the customs. His magic power was perfect and he was already at the peak of his fetal breath.

"Now that the second brother is out of custody, we are more confident about this matter."

Li Xiangping gritted his teeth and laughed, with a bit of anger in his eyes. He changed his clothes and entered the ancestral hall to bow three times and kowtow. He crossed the incense table filled with sacrificial fruits and incense candles and looked respectfully at the jianzhi on the stone platform. He bowed to the ground and asked for the Dharma Jian to come down.

"Proceed with caution."

Suddenly, I heard an old voice. It turned out to be my father, Li Mutian.

Li Mutian, already extremely haggard, sat quietly in the yard, said something in a hoarse voice, and took a deep breath.

The old man often fell asleep in the courtyard, and he didn't wake up much. He often forgot to go to the main courtyard to eat. He had to come in to call him, but he was extremely sensitive to footsteps. Li Xiangping woke up the old man just after he entered the courtyard.

"yes."

Li Xiangping responded. Looking at Li Mutian's appearance, a trace of worry arose in his heart. He didn't know how long his father could last, and a trace of reluctance appeared on his face.

Gritting his teeth, Li Xiangping turned around and walked out of the backyard, facing Li Tongya and saying:

"There is no need to use Taiyin Xuanguang, just use this Jianzi to know the distance and distance. It can catch the Shanyue off guard. With the Jianzi, even a Qi Practitioner can escape unscathed."

"Can."

Li Tongya followed Li Xiangping down the mountain, listening to his brother calmly telling what happened in the past few days, and then nodded thoughtfully.

The two of them rushed to the garrison without stopping. The night was still dark, and the villagers and clan soldiers were sleeping with their faces covered.

Two big gongs sounded, and everyone jumped up, put on their armor, held swords and shields, took out the crossbow and held it in their mouths, tied it tightly with their clothes and scarves to prevent it from falling out, and gathered together one after another.

While waiting for Li Xuanxuan and Li Qiuyang to assemble their troops and horses, Li Xiangping closed his eyes and quietly touched the sword, scanning the entire mountain clearly.

With the green black bow in his hand, several streaks of light flew across the mountain, one by one, shooting to death the sentinels who were left watching in the forest. Li Xiangping then put the bow behind him and said loudly:

"Walk!"