Amidst the sneer, Tian Xiaojian, as if he didn't need money, took out the talismans in his hands at the same time. In an instant, there was lightning, thunder, and dazzling fire.
Dozens of high-level human-level spells whizzed towards the opponent. Liu Yuzhou's face was as white as paper, without a trace of blood...
boom!
The next moment, he was enveloped by a crazy influx of spells. Although the shield of the silver light spell was strong, as the saying goes, a good man cannot stand against a large number of people. Even the defensive spells of the earth level had no effect before such an astonishing bombardment.
It disappeared like a bubble...
When the light disappeared, only a dark corpse was left on the ground.
Tian Xiao's swordsman made a move, and the opponent's storage bag flew back.
"Brother, each of us has half of the contents inside."
Tian Xiaojian showed a sunny smile again, as if the violent and ruthless young cave master just now was just an illusion.
However, Lin Xuan's mental endurance was equally strong, and he smiled and said: "How embarrassing, my dear brother, if you help me, the things inside will naturally belong to you."
"Brother, what are you talking about? Everyone has a share, let alone our brothers, who is following whom?" Tian Xiaojian waved his hand and said very boldly.
Lin Xuan sneered in his heart, but on the surface, he looked touched: "In that case, I would like to thank my dear brother for his kindness, but my foolish brother will be ashamed to accept it."
"Brother, you are too polite."
Tian Xiaojian divided the treasures in the storage bag into two parts. He was indeed a cultivator in the elixir condensation stage. Although the two of them were extremely rich among cultivators of the same level, they still made a small fortune!
"Okay, the elder named Liu has been eliminated, and the remaining foundation-building monks will be easy to deal with. Duan San... Hey, what are you doing?"
Tian Xiaojian's words changed in the middle of his words. He seemed to be frightened and angry at the same time. At the same time, Lin Xuan also felt a chill on his back. The two of them didn't have time to think about it carefully, and they seemed to be drifting away from each other at the same time.
Boom, there was a loud noise, and a table made of ironwood behind him was split into two halves, and a huge double-edged battle ax floated in the sky.
The mana fluctuations emitted by this object are extraordinary. It is also a top-quality spiritual weapon.
"Duan San, what are you doing, are you crazy?"
The person they were attacking was actually the cultivator who just flattered and flattered him all the way.
Lin Xuan said nothing and watched coldly. But soon, the expression on his face became strange. Tian Xiaojian's expression was not fake at all, and the other party did not seem to be acting for him.
At this moment, Duan San raised his head and held his chest high, his whole body full of heroic spirit. There was no trace of wretchedness in him, and he shook his head: "It's a pity, it's a pity, it's just a little bit worse."
Tian Xiaojian's face was full of sternness. But he was more puzzled. Could it be that the other party was making false promises with him and did not betray Tianmu Mountain. Everything was just a trap.
No...no, Elder Liu was really killed just now. He was definitely not a substitute or a puppet. The Tianmu Sect was only seven or eight monks in the Dan Condensation stage. It was absolutely impossible to make such a big sacrifice to set up a trap.
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"Who are you?" Tian Xiaojian's eyes were like that of a wounded snake.
"Young cave master is so forgetful. Isn't it just the three of you?"
"Stop talking nonsense here, do you want to fool me?" Tian Xiaojian's voice already contained undisguised murderous intent. He stretched out his hand and the black flying sword hovered above his head. However, the other party not only showed no fear,
Instead, he showed a sarcastic expression.
"Since you don't want to say it, then don't blame me for being ruthless." Tian Xiaojian said this. The spiritual power in his body was flowing, and he was about to use the spiritual weapon to kill the opponent. Suddenly his face changed, and suddenly he became pale and bloodless.
His body shook a few times, and he fell to the ground, and the flying sword also fell down.
On the other side, Lin Xuan's situation was similar. He could no longer stand still.
"How about it, young master, you are vainly conceited. You are very scheming and extremely smart. You have fallen into the hands of someone like Duan. How does this Qijue Zhuguo taste?"
"Qijue Zhuguo, when did you attack us?" Tian Xiaojian said in a hoarse voice.
Lin Xuan's expression was also extremely difficult to see. As the young master of Spiritual Medicine Mountain, he knew far more than the average monk.
Although ordinary red fruits cannot be said to be spiritual herbs and holy objects, they are also important raw materials for refining several spiritual elixirs. However, Qijue red fruits are different.
Legend has it that when each red fruit tree matures, it can bear seven or forty-nine fruits, forty-eight of which are elixirs for alchemy, but the last one is black and contains highly poisonous fruits.
Its toxicity is so strong that it is one of the few domineering things that is also effective against monks.
At this time, Shi Shisan's expression was extremely proud: "Young Master, I am not as generous as you. You can easily find such precious things as Luo Lianxiang, but the taste of these Seven Jue Zhu Fruits is not pleasant!"
"Stop blabbering here. Who are you and why do you want to plot against me?"
"That's right, even if we die, you must make us understand!" There was a trace of imperceptible sarcasm in the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth, but when the other party turned his head, it immediately turned into panic.
Duan San was silent for a moment. It's not that he didn't understand the truth of Night Long Dream, but it felt so good to be able to play with two people whose cultivation level and status were much higher than his own. Anyway, he won the Seven Jue Zhu.
Due to the fruit's poison, they will definitely die. In this case, why not let this refreshing feeling last longer.
Thinking of this, Duan San sneered proudly: "Young Master, I did not lie. Duan San is indeed my real name."
Neither Tian Xiaojian nor Lin Xuan had an interface. At this time, the black air was spreading along their necks and towards their faces, seeming to have poisoned their bones. Seeing this scene, Duan San naturally felt more relieved and said arrogantly: "It's just that
I am not from Tianmu Mountain, but a disciple from Biyun Mountain."
"What?"
Tian Xiaojian couldn't help but exclaimed: "Are you from the three giants of the righteous path?"
"What, is it weird?"
"How long have you been a member of the Tianmu Sect?" Lin Xuan was silent for a moment, then suddenly said coldly.
"It's been twenty years!"
"Twenty years ago, the righteous way has actually been planning Tianmu Mountain for so long. Compared with their foresight, we demon cultivators are really ashamed." Tian Xiaojian's words were full of sarcasm.
"Young Cave Master, why should you be too modest? It's just that the Demon Lord is not as far-sighted as our Supreme Elder from Biyun Mountain."
The other party didn't care at all, with an expression of contentment. Tian Xiaojian was furious to death. Such a thick-skinned person is really rare.
Lin Xuan raised his head and glanced at him coldly: "As a disciple of Biyun Mountain, you have a bright future, but you are willing to lurk in this remote place for twenty years. I'm afraid your life will not be easy!"