"Hmph, it's ridiculous for such a idiot to dare to say that he wants to capture Li."
There was a soft hum, and the sword energy that filled the sky suddenly disappeared, and the young monk reappeared in front of everyone. Along with him, there was also a male monk with a pale and bloodless face.
The place where the young man stopped and stood was no different from where he had stood before. It was as if he had not moved his body at all.
However, at the young man's feet, the monk who appeared so clearly was lying on the ground.
This male cultivator was one of the seven Xuanling cultivators earlier, and he was also the middle-stage Xuanling cultivator who had promised to capture the young man.
A monk in the middle stage of Xuanling was instantly captured from the crowd, and among the people around him, there were two monks in the late stage of Xuanling and at the top. Such a situation shocked all the monks present.
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But among the crowd, there were two people who didn't show any strange expressions.
One of these two people is Qin Fengming, and the other is the beautiful female cultivator Zuo Zilin.
Qin Fengming was certainly not surprised that Li Xiaodi was able to capture a middle-level Xuanling monk from the crowd of guards. The two had fought before, so they naturally knew that Li Xiaodi had such a method.
Zuo Zilin stood on the spot, facing the previously overwhelming sword aura, and nothing strange appeared. She turned a blind eye to the terrifying sword aura that was enveloping her.
Although she had never met Li Xiaodi, the two sides relied on their ancestors to bet on formation formations. But she already knew Li Xiaodi's character from his ancestors, and knew that he was not someone who wanted to kill for no reason.
After knowing the origins of everyone, considering the ethnic group, Li Xiaodi should not really kill him.
Even though she knew in her heart that Li Xiaodi had fought with the ancestor, and knew that Li Xiaodi had the strength to fight with the Mahayana monks, Zuo Zilin still couldn't help but feel frightened in her heart when she personally sensed the terrifying sword energy approaching her.
The suffocating sword energy shrouded her body, and along with the disturbing power of the terrifying soul, it hit the sea of consciousness, making it suddenly difficult for her to use any attack to resist the opponent's attack.
Zuo Zilin received personal guidance from Mahayana monks, and it can be said that she is outstanding in both her methods and her own qualifications.
She cultivated at the early stage of Xuanling and had fought with several late stage Xuanling monks. Although she thought that she was not sure of killing the late stage and peak monks of Xuanling, she did not treat the late stage and peak monks of Xuanling as
It is a scourge and cannot be resisted.
However, when the wave of sword energy suddenly appeared, she suddenly felt that it was difficult to resist with any means.
It seemed that in the face of that wave of attacks, she was unable to use any means to resist them except to wait for them to be killed. Although she was shocked, fortunately she had enough concentration and did not lose her position.
"Fellow Daoist Li, please be merciful and don't hurt Daoist Wei."
Although she was still shocked, Zuo Zilin still shouted out for the first time.
"Release Junior Brother Wei quickly, otherwise you will never leave Panhuang City." Following Zuo Zilin's words, an angry female cultivator's voice suddenly sounded on the spot.
"You should notify Lord Lu of Panhuang City as soon as possible and ask him to come here as soon as possible. If anything happens to Junior Brother Wei, you and everyone else will have to be buried with him. Even in Panhuang City, a large number of people will surely die."
After the female cultivator drank Li Xiaodi, she immediately turned to look at the Panhuang City monks standing at the city gate, and said in a stern voice.
As a direct disciple of Patriarch Yunhuo, she certainly knew the importance of the male cultivator who came with her in her master's mind. If there was any damage to the other party, not to mention that she couldn't explain it, it was Panhuang City.
It has to be a scene of rivers of blood.
"Hahaha, you are shouting and yelling. Do you, the Wuyan tribe, plan to win with more? Okay, Li will wait here today. When you have gathered all the helpers you can, Li will talk to you again.
Fight.”
Seeing that the female cultivator surnamed Luo wanted the cultivator from Panhuang City to come, Li Xiaodi suddenly laughed out loud, and said sarcastically with excitement suddenly appearing in his mouth.
He didn't have any fear at all. Instead of being afraid, he seemed very excited.
"Do you know who I am? Release me quickly, otherwise your life will be worse than death." Before the female cultivator could reply, the male cultivator who was thrown to the ground by Li Xiaodi also shouted loudly.
At this time, the Xuanling monk's face was still pale, and the fear in his heart had not faded.
Until this moment, he didn't know how he was captured by the opponent. At that time, he only felt a sword energy rushing towards his face, and then he felt a divine breath directly invading the sea of consciousness, and then there was a sudden roar and explosion in his mind.
When he woke up again, he was already lying on the ground. His whole body was full of mana and soul energy could not be driven, and it was even harder to move his body.
However, after a moment of panic in his heart, he found that he could still exhale and make a sound.
Feeling courageous in his heart, the young monk immediately shouted loudly.
He has a worry-free life. Although he is not a brave and ruthless person, whenever he encounters people who provoke him, he always has the upper hand. Even if it is a person with a higher level than him, as long as he mentions his identity and origin, any monk will know it.
They will all be polite to him. I have never encountered such a situation.
Although he was at a disadvantage at the moment, his consistent sense of superiority still made him say threatening words.
"Pah!" A crisp slap sounded, but Li Xiaodi didn't see his arm swing out. A clear five-finger palm print had already been printed on the male cultivator's cheek.
The red and swollen fingerprints were in great contrast with the pale complexion on his face at this time, which looked shocking.
This slap stunned the male cultivator. No one has ever slapped him since he started cultivating as an immortal. It was difficult for him to react for a while.
There was a crisp sound of slaps, and the female cultivator surnamed Luo suddenly looked startled and stood blankly on the spot.
She did not believe that the young man in front of her who was at the peak of Xuanling did not know where Yunhuo Stream was, nor did she know that Patriarch Yunhuo was a Mahayana monk.
However, even though the other party was clearly aware of the situation, he still acted so unscrupulously. This made the female cultivator stunned and found it difficult to understand the reality of the young man in front of her.
"You...how dare you humiliate me like this? If you don't kill me today, I, Wei Xuan, will definitely capture you in the future and make you die a miserable death." A moment later, a hysterical roar suddenly sounded.
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At this time, the pale face of the monk surnamed Wei had disappeared, replaced by a black and red color, his eyes were wide open, and cracks seemed to appear at the corners of his eyes, giving him a fierce look.
Although his body was trembling, he could not move at all.
"If you want to capture Li, hahaha, you are worthy. Even if the Yunhuo Ancestor comes in person, it is hard to say that he can kill Li. Just because you just said that you want to kill Li, Li can kill you.
We will not violate the rules set by our ancestors here. If you shout again, as long as you anger Li, Li will cut you into pieces."
Hearing the threatening words from the male cultivator again, Li Xiaodi laughed out loud. His laughter was clear and his words were calm. He did not take the Mahayana Patriarch Yunhuo into consideration at all.
But when the words came to the end, the meaning was full of blood and killing.
At this time, no one would doubt that what Li Xiaodi said was false. If he dared to humiliate Wei Xuan in person, he would have greatly offended Yun Huojian. Even if there was no killing, Yun Huojian would definitely not be kind to him.
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"Don't get involved in this matter. Once this matter is over, I will accompany you back to the Tianxiang Clan." Li Xiaodi spoke, and a sound transmission immediately entered Zuo Zilin's ears. (To be continued)