The two foundation-building monks were fighting back and forth, which was quite lively.
A phantom of a two-foot-long green dragon showed off its power, roaring, and rushed towards the big-eared Yan Songqing again and again.
Yan Songqing's aura was calm, and he held a sharp sword in his hand as he fought with the green dragon.
In this kind of fight, the point is who has the longest strength and who can seize the opportunity better.
The blue dragon scales slowly dissipated, leaving only a green shadow with teeth and claws, and Yan Songqing's sword skills gradually became indifferent.
Both of them were at the end of their rope.
And most of this dense purple bamboo forest was destroyed, leaving a messy scene.
When the two men's auras were extremely weak, Mo Xiaoran jumped out from the purple forest and shouted, "Mr. Lu, don't panic, Wang Xiaoran of Panlong Ridge is here to help."
The tip of a spear trembled and buzzed, like a bolt of lightning piercing Yan Songqing, who was wearing a black robe.
Given her speed, this shot was really urgent, fast and hard.
Yan Songqing, whose spiritual power was almost exhausted, was shocked. He was already at the end of his strength, so he frightened out a trace of spiritual power, swung away the cold spear head that was only one foot away from his neck, and kicked Mo Mo.
Xiaoran.
The foundation-building stage is a difficult state to contend with during the Qi-refining stage. Under normal circumstances, when encountering a malicious person in the base-building stage during the Qi-refining stage, all one can do is throw away the keyboard and wait for death.
The old man from the Yan family and the Lu family have been fighting until now, and they have reached the point where they can do nothing about each other. If the fight continues, there will only be two old men pulling each other's beards and hair, fighting each other to the death.
Mo Xiaoran's courage is not bad, and the timing of her attack is not bad. Because of this, she is even more bold and has a vicious vision.
It is not easy for a girl who is nearly eleven years old.
However, when the move came, she was ready.
On the surface, the power of the gun was fast, urgent, and fierce. She wanted to stick the old man of the Yan family on the gun and grill it. However, secretly, she had quietly put away the spicy power. Of course, she was also prepared for the Foundation Establishment monks to fight back before death.
Fortunately, the old man of the Yan family really had no strength left. After kicking the unfamiliar little girl in yellow clothes away, he himself was startled. He didn't expect that the seemingly majestic attack could be broken so easily.
At this moment, Mo Xiaoran fell backwards, only three feet away from Lu Xiangcheng, the old man of the Lu family.
When he first heard that the other party was from the Wang family, Mr. Lu was overjoyed at first, because he knew that Yan Songqing was just like him, and any member of the family who was above the sixth level of Qi refining could easily take their heads off.
It had been thought that the person who came was a little girl, and the failure of the sneak attack seemed to be a thing of the past. After all, how much experience can such an older child have.
Blood oozed from the corner of Mo Xiaoran's mouth, but the injury didn't seem serious. Like a naughty boy who was pushed down by his opponent during a fight, he immediately got up again and stared at Yan Songqing eagerly.
Yan Songqing knew that at a critical moment, if he was not careful, he would be doomed.
Unfortunately, he was shaking all over and tried to stand, but his weak body after the battle could no longer support him, so he could only sit on the ground in frustration.
Lu Xiangcheng has been patient for many years, determined to drive the Yan family out of Zilin City and make the Lu family the only one in Zilin City.
Now that the Yan family's situation is over, I can't help but feel a little excited when I see that all I need to do is destroy Mr. Yan in front of me, and the years of planning will be successful.
The Wang family in Panlongling does have some friendship, but the Lu family pales in comparison.
This time, the Wang family was able to arrange for this girl named Wang Xiaoran to come to help. Lu Xiangcheng was relieved and felt that the years of planning had not been in vain.
His spiritual power was exhausted, and he was recovering with all his strength when he heard the little girl say, "Mr. Yan, I came to help the Lu family on the order of the head of the family. I hope you won't offend Xiao Ran."
Yan Songqing smiled miserably, "The matter is already here, why bother to say more."
Mo Xiaoran secretly praised in his heart that the grandfather he met for the first time was a tough guy and he was indeed his mother's father.
She raised her gun again and gathered her strength. The beautiful girl immediately became sharper. She stared at Yan Songqing's old face with squinted eyes and shouted, "Then be careful!"
At this moment, a violent aura rolled in, very close to Lu Xiangcheng.
The red-blooded violent bear, which was red all over and had huge fangs, roared out from the purple bamboo forest behind Lu Xiangcheng, and slapped Lu Xiangcheng with a palm that could break mountains and rocks.
A huge change occurred suddenly. Lu Xiangcheng took a breath of cold air and hurriedly gathered his remaining spiritual power for defense.
It's just that after the red-blooded violent bear released his talent, the power increased by 30% out of thin air. The realm of the tenth level of psychic was increased by another 30%, and the power was comparable to the 12th level of psychic.
Normally, Lu Xiangcheng would not take this giant beast seriously, but right now...
Lu Xiangcheng gathered all his strength, but could only manage to guide the giant claw three inches to the side. When the bear's paw fell, half of Lu Xiangcheng's shoulder was directly broken and disabled.
He howled in pain and fought back desperately. When he swung out a palm, the red-blooded violent bear's huge body suddenly flew up, spiraled in the air and fell into the purple bamboo forest, making no sound again.
After this desperate blow, the head of the Lu family had no more strength left.
A cold light flashed in Mo Xiaoran's eyes, and he immediately covered it up and shouted, "Mr. Lu, you are so anxious, Wang Xiaoran will stab that monster to death right now."
The ground beneath Huangshan Girl's feet collapsed, and the momentum was like a rainbow. Lu Xiangcheng's eyes changed from calmness to surprise and then to horror.
The target of the gun was not the giant bear in the purple bamboo forest, but in an instant, it was stabbed in his direction.
There is something strange!
His heart was shocked, and when he struggled to get up, a huge force came from behind. The remaining spiritual power that Lu Xiangcheng had just gathered suddenly dispersed. The old man in the air discovered that where he had just been sitting, there was a head that looked like
The calf with an anthropomorphic expression is looking up at the sky.
Then, in the moment of life and death, a lifetime of experiences flashes before our eyes like a revolving lantern.
The sky is filled with blood rain.
Mr. Yan was stunned, truly dumbfounded.
My mind is full of thoughts, what happened?
Mo Xiaoran threw away his spear and quickly came to the old man, showing a moving smile.
"Mo Xiaoran, I have met grandpa."
"Mo Xiaoran?"
The old man who was still in a state of confusion muttered this name and woke up in a daze, "Xiao Ran, are you Lu'er's child?"
Mo Xiaoran smiled, with a rather friendly expression, and took out a Peiyuan Pill from his storage bag, "Grandpa, take the medicine quickly, there are still knives and guns at home."
Peiyuan Dan is round in color, fragrant and full of spiritual power. It is of extremely high grade.
Lu Xiangcheng was already dead, so Mr. Yan naturally had no doubts. After taking the medicine and taking some strength, he felt that the injuries in his limbs and bones were rapidly recovering.
"This...is this Peiyuan Pill?"
"Hey, this is the Pei Yuan Dan refined by dad."
"This is amazing. I feel energetic, just like usual."
"That's right, dad is a master of alchemy."
"That bear and cow are your pets?"
"Yes, we are friends."
"How about Wuji Sect?"
"Okay, my sect and dad are fine. Grandpa, let's go home first and talk about other things later."
The little girl immediately shouted into the purple bamboo forest, "Stop pretending to be dead, get up quickly and follow me to Yan's house."
A low roar came from the forest, and the huge red-blooded violent bear emerged from the forest after a burst of bamboo snaps and swings.
...
Yan family.
Mo Xiaoran's cheap uncle Yan Bai was being beaten wildly by a middle-aged monk.
"Yan Bai, you are only at the eighth level of Qi refining. If you want to compete with me at the tenth level of Qi refining, you are really asking for your own death."
Yan Bai's face was covered in blood, and his breath was extremely weak. He glanced at his remaining family members, all of whom were injured, and there was a hint of retreat in his eyes.
The disciples of the Lu family were already stronger in number than the disciples of the Yan family, and this time the Lu family invited casual cultivators. The Yan family was even more unable to resist. The defeat was like a mountain, and it was out of control.
.
Just waiting for Mr. Lu to return from victory, he will bury the remaining members of the Yan family and sell them as needed.
Mr. Lu didn't wait, but a refreshed and energetic Mr. Yan, a young and energetic little girl, and two strange pets arrived.
An ox and a bear.
By now, the situation has become very clear.
Mr. Lu will never come back, and the fact that the Lu family is at the top here has also come to naught.
In front of the foundation-building monks, how could the Qi-refining monks be able to fight back?
The attention of the Lu family immediately focused on Lu Lisi. As the son of the head of the family, Lu Lisi had already been the designated successor of the Lu family.
Now that Lu Xiangcheng is dead, Luli Temple has naturally become the backbone of the Lu family.
Luli Temple once had a dream to take charge of the Lu family, but it was because of the huge crowds of people, gongs, and cannons that Xuantian had no idea that he would be the head of the family in such an embarrassing situation today.
Feeling the Yan family's sharp eyes, Lu Lisi got goosebumps all over his body.
If he could, he would like to shout, "I don't want to be the head of this family, but whoever wants to do it can do it."
Lu Lisi looked back at the family members who had followed his father to the Yan family. Could it be that he was depressed because the old man they thought was their backer was gone. Will there be a place for the Lu family in the future of Zilin City?
The Yan family was silent except for the rustling sound of a few sycamore trees caressed by the autumn wind.
But at this moment, a member of the Lu family rushed into the yard from outside and shouted in surprise, "Sir, the eldest son is back, and there is an immortal master who says he is the eldest son's master."
Suddenly, the Lu family's eyes lit up, as if they saw hope of a comeback.
Not long after, the young man in green clothes and holding a sword hurriedly entered the Yan family's mansion. Next to him was an old man who was full of ambition and high-spirited.
The young man appeared, scanned his body, frowned and asked, "Where's grandpa?"
Lu Lisi sighed, "Your grandfather...his old man has already..."
Tears were streaming down her face, and her face was full of sadness.
The young man's eyes quickly locked onto Mr. Yan, who was surrounded by the Yan family, with a fierce look in his eyes.
He turned around and bowed respectfully to the old man who followed him, "Master, my disciple's grandfather unfortunately died. Please ask the master to take action to avenge the death of my disciple."
The old man looked relaxed and said, "Hanlin, the old man unfortunately died at the hands of evil people. I am also very sad. But don't worry, you are my disciple. I am here to help you out."
Hearing this, the Lu family was greatly shaken, and Lu Hanlin and his son of Luli Temple hurriedly buckled their heads.
The old man held the sword in his hand and shouted, "Who will step forward to lead me to death?"
As he spoke, the realm of the fifth level of foundation building was fully revealed, and he was so powerful that he shocked the entire audience.
Yan Songqing was only at the second level of Foundation Establishment. It was already difficult for him to fight Lu Xiangcheng, who was at the third level of Foundation Establishment. But now, facing a monk at the third level of Foundation Establishment, he had no chance of winning.
I couldn't help but sigh and said, "Taoist Priest, this is a grudge between the Yan family and the Lu family. Please don't interfere, fellow Taoist!"
The old Taoist smiled and ignored it, "Do you want to do it yourself, or should I give you a ride?"
Mo Xiaoran was indignant and pointed at the old man and said, "Grandpa, what are you afraid of? With all our strength as a clan, we are still afraid of a mere five-story foundation?"
"It's you!"
Lu Hanlin suddenly woke up and saw that this little girl was the girl he met at the Muhua City Fighting Ground two years ago. At that time, the relationship between the two was quite good.
When I saw it, I was surprised.
Mo Xiaoran stared at Lu Hanlin for a while, then smiled and said, "So it's you!"
Lu Hanlin said, "Why are you here?"
Mo Xiaoran replied, "I'm here to see my grandpa."
A look of struggle appeared on Lu Hanlin's face, then disappeared, and his indifferent expression returned.
He glanced at the rest of the Lu family, and wherever he passed, the stern looks in his eyes made people feel numb.
"Please also ask Master to take action and kill the Yan family without a blade of grass."
The old man saw that his disciple knew the girl in yellow and asked casually, "What about her?"
Lu Hanlin said coldly, "It's just a one-time acquaintance, not any friendship."
The old man's fierce flames suddenly rose, "In this case, I will go on a killing spree today to express the hatred in my heart."