Since his rebirth, Lu Shan has not left the Tian family's door.

And today, he cut along the way.

Suddenly, it cut directly from outside Zhitang to the main entrance.

It's just crazy.

Then, he looked at the huge and spacious door of Tian's house. After being stunned for a while, he took big steps and walked out the door.

At this time, there were crowds of people outside the door.

Of course, they are all crazy people.

Based on the situation here, there is a high probability that no one alive can make it here.

Lu Shan relaxed his muscles and bones, stretched out his chicken wings, and flexed his chicken legs.

Then.

A deep squat and rushed out!

at the same time.

There is a mountain abyss more than 200 kilometers outside the city.

Shao Yun stood on the top of the mountain with a sword in his hand and his body covered with injuries.

Beside him, a Taoist who also held a long sword and had the same scars stood side by side with him.

And opposite them.

On hillsides, boulders, pine trees.

There are various people standing, sitting or leaning at every spot.

Some of them had sly smiles on their faces, some wore masks, but most of them had cold, even somewhat hateful expressions.

"Shao Lun, Tian Gang!"

A middle-aged man with a cold face suddenly said:

"With your mere Pulse Building Realm cultivation, you want to come and sweep across our headwind bandits?"

"Are you too naive?"

"Too!"

Shao Lun spit out a mouthful of blood, smashed it on a rock nearby, and said with disdain:

"If I hadn't been accidentally poisoned, even another batch of you guys wouldn't be enough for me to kill!"

"you!!"

These words obviously stimulated the middle-aged man to death.

At this time, a short man with a mustache next to the middle-aged man suddenly said:

"Boss! Stop talking nonsense to them, kill them, and then we will bloodbath the Xishan Chengtian family!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, a group of people behind him cheered!

"Bloodbath to the Tian family! Bloodbath to the Tian family! Bloodbath to the Tian family!"

Seeing the huge momentum, Tian Gang and Shao Yun looked at each other.

The former, Tian Gang, threw his sword into the air.

"Twelve swords!"

With his low shout.

The sword in the air instantly split into dozens of swords in the air.

In an instant!

The entire mountaintop was filled with the sound of swords.

"Be careful!"

Qian Qingfeng, the leader of the headwind thieves, gave a low shout, waved the sword at his waist, and shouted:

"Give it to me!!!"

After shouting, he took off first and rushed to the top of the mountain.

Under his leadership, the people behind him all rushed upward with murderous intent!

"Kill!!"

For a time, there were shouts of killing all over the mountain top.

At this critical moment when the troops were about to be handed over, Tian Gang suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood.

"puff!!"

I almost couldn't stand upright.

Fortunately, Shao Lun on the side helped him in time.

But the man held on, but the swords in the sky disappeared into the air one by one.

"How is it!? Can you hold on?"

Faced with Shao Lun's concern, Tian Gang shook his head gently, with a wry smile on his face.

"The spiritual energy is accumulated and the meridians are disordered. The 'Zhenling Powder' is indeed worthy of its reputation."

"Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!"

After saying that, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

His body was crumbling, and none of the spiritual swords in the sky were gone.

All shattered into starlight and dissipated in the air.

Seeing this situation, the headwind thieves who were charging could not help but cheer for joy.

"Kill!!"

“Chop them into pieces!!”

Seeing those people rushing closer and closer.

The leaders of the headwind thieves who were rushing the fastest were already within a few dozen meters of Shao Yiyun.

This distance is quite far for ordinary people.

But for pulse-building realm monks, it only takes two or three breaths.

Therefore, he faced attacks from several Pulse-Building Realm and a dozen General Qi Realm and dozens of Martial Soldier Realm monks.

suddenly.

Shao Yirun felt a little calmer.

Take a deep breath and use the last breath of spiritual energy in your body.

Formulate the method and draw the incantation, all in one go.

The next second.

A firebird the size of a person formed in front of Shao Lun.

Immediately afterwards.

Shao Lun suppressed the surge in his throat and came up with an idea.

Then the firebird soared into the sky, flapping its wings, and attacked Qian Qingfeng, the leader of the headwind thief, at an extremely fast speed.

And when Qian Qingfeng saw the firebird.

His whole heart skipped a beat, and then his figure braked quickly and backed up.

In a daze, he retreated to his subordinates behind him.

Then, he picked up one of his men with one hand and threw it towards the oncoming firebird.

"call!!"

The firebird immediately passed through the first man's body and hit the second man's body.

There was another "whoop" sound.

Two people were burned to ashes by the firebird one after another, without even the ability to resist.

Seeing this, Qian Qingfeng relied on his movement speed to lift several of his men and threw them at the flying firebird.

One, two, three, four...

Finally, when the firebird rushed in front of Qian Qingfeng, it had become about the same size as a pigeon.

But even so, he still wanted to reach out and grab someone to block him.

When there was no one around to catch, Qian Qingfeng used his own moves.
To be continued...