Chapter 400: Falling out and being ruthless

Just one breath after the formation was completely shattered, this person had turned into a ray of light and fled in the opposite direction of Liu Yu, Cao Yuanwu and others at a speed far exceeding that of a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

In the spiritual medicine garden, there are only five foundation-building monks from Baiyun Temple and more than forty Qi-refining period disciples left.

They looked stunned and had not yet realized what had happened.

As he fled quickly, seeing that no monk was catching up with him, Song Haocang finally felt a lot more at ease.

Start thinking about what's next.

"no."

"I can't just go back to the door."

"If any of my sect members are lucky enough to escape, won't I be charged with the crime of escaping in battle and abandoning my sect members?"

"Once discovered by the sect, the cultivation will be abolished at the least, or directly executed at the worst!"

"Yes, I can't just leave like this."

Song Haocang's eyes flashed with a ruthless look, and he turned around and flew toward the main road leading to the mountain gate to deal with the end of this incident.

The joy of surviving the disaster completely overwhelmed the guilt and guilt in my heart.

Xianque City is already an "isolated city". Even if a fellow sect member escapes with his life, he cannot enter the city to deliver the news.

As long as he stays on the main road leading to the mountain gate and kills his fellow disciples who may have escaped with their lives, his actions will be unnoticed.

After today, he will still be a respected figure in the sect, and may even receive key training, hoping to become a golden elixir seed.

"I don't want to either, but I can only do this."

"Don't resent me."

Song Haocang comforted himself in his heart.

Having betrayed him once, and making a similar decision again, the guilt and guilt in his heart felt much lighter.

"Senior Brother Song?!"

"Uncle Song, just left us and ran away?"

The monks from Baiyunguan reacted with shock and anger, anger, fear and other emotions flashed across their faces, with a look of disbelief.

Without him, Song Haocang's image on weekdays has always been good, and his prestige in Qianchang Spiritual Medicine Garden is not small.

They never expected that he would abandon his classmates and run away so decisively.

As disciples of the sect, they naturally had their own pride, but they were bullied by the casual cultivators. Many of the cultivators were already prepared to die together.

Even if he dies, he still has someone to support him.

However, Song Haocang's behavior of escaping before the battle greatly shook the morale of the army. After the blood and bravery in their hearts cooled down, it was difficult for them to develop the will to resist desperately.

At that moment, two more monks controlled magical weapons and tried to escape.

For a time, Baiyunguan's military morale was completely disorganized, and it was no longer possible to organize effective resistance.

The monks in the Qi refining stage also follow the same example and tend to disperse in a hurry.

But how could Cao Yuanwu and others let go of this rare opportunity?

The reason for letting Song Haocang go is that, after all, his cultivation level has reached the peak of foundation building. If he pursues him forcefully, he may not get a good result, and he may even be dragged down by his deathbed counterattack.

Second, it had the upper hand and had already activated the escape talisman, so it was too late to pursue him.

But now that preparations have been made, it will not be so easy for the remaining White Cloud Temple foundation-building monks and Qi-refining monks to leave.

These are "storage bags" that can be moved one by one, so how can they be released?

Therefore, except for Song Haocang, none of the remaining monks, Cao Yuanwu and others wanted to let go!

In the midst of lightning and flint, Cao Yuanwu and another late-stage foundation-building casual cultivator were already chasing the two fleeing Baiyun Temple foundation-building cultivators.

Due to the superiority in cultivation, the distance between the two sides quickly shortened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Including Liu Yu, the remaining eight people did not need to be reminded and had already killed the monks in Qianchang Spiritual Medicine Garden.

"Uh-huh"

Just after the second breath of the shattered formation, there were sounds in the Spiritual Medicine Garden, and a monk from Baiyun Temple died here.

Blood spurted out, limbs were broken, and screams were heard one after another.

Opposite to the bright red blood is the joy on the faces of the casual cultivators.

If Song Haocang hadn't left and could have formed a formation to resist a little, Cao Yuanwu and others might have thrown rat weapons, but it would have been a tough battle.

However, if the person with the highest cultivation level in the Spiritual Medicine Garden escaped first, the remaining monks would be distracted and unable to form an effective resistance at all.

Under the suppression of cultivation, this has become a one-sided massacre!

Liu Yu easily and freely controlled the dark yellow flying sword and the pink folding fan, easily destroying medium and low-grade magic weapons one after another, and destroying spells one after another.

Even a top-grade magic weapon cannot withstand the sharp edge!

Wherever the sword passed, there was no decent obstruction at all, and it arbitrarily harvested the lives of the monks in the Qi Refining Stage.

Just like cutting weeds, waving the sickle can easily cut off a large area.

Some monks cursed loudly, some monks uttered vicious curses before they died, and some monks knelt down to beg for mercy.

There are also monks whose eyes are extremely scary, as if they want to eat his flesh and blood alive.

But Liu Yu never blinked, and there was no hesitation or hesitation in taking action.

"Pity."

"It's a pity these fuels, because the identity cannot be exposed, so the fuel cannot be harvested with Qingyang Demonic Fire."

Looking at the dead monks, he shook his head secretly and felt a little regretful.

However, Liu Yu's killing speed is definitely not the fastest in the field. Some casual cultivators are faster than him.

Unlike him, these people are real casual cultivators.

Being oppressed by major sects for a long time has resulted in an extremely lack of cultivation resources, and a strong resentment has long been accumulated in my heart.

So taking action now is definitely extremely positive.

One is to vent the resentment in the heart, and the other is to search for as many resources as possible, why not?

In fact, these people themselves are not all evil people.

They may not all be from You Bian Erzhou or Yan State.

However, the major sects occupy most of the resources for cultivating immortals, which indirectly cuts off many paths of casual cultivators.

Blocking someone's path is like killing one's parents. This hatred is irreconcilable!

Now that I have this rare opportunity, of course I have to vent.

The three remaining foundation-building monks in Baiyun Temple and the more than forty monks in the Qi-refining stage were vulnerable to Liu Yu and other eight foundation-building monks. Every time a monk took a breath, a monk died.

"Uh-huh~!"

Due to the huge gap in strength, the killing speed was very fast. In only about half a quarter of an hour, the screams slowly disappeared.

In Qianchang Spiritual Medicine Garden, silence returned again.

All casual cultivators have many storage bags hanging on their bodies, even worse than those of a certain gang of eight-bag elders.

In order not to appear unique, Liu Yu also had many storage bags hanging on her body, acting no different from ordinary casual cultivators, as if she came here for resources.

But with the resources in hand and no common enemy, the atmosphere in the field changed in vain and became a little weird again.

The casual cultivators looked at each other with deep vigilance in their eyes.

To Liu Yu's left was a female cultivator wearing a red outfit. Her cultivation was in the middle stage of foundation building. Through the previous brief exchange, he knew that this girl's name was Ye Menghua.

Ye Menghua seemed to be alone in a temporary team of ten people, and was not very familiar with other casual cultivators.

This woman saw that Liu Yu joined later, was alone, and was not weak in strength.

So they got closer, and there was a strong tendency to join together to keep warm.

They have even communicated secretly through spiritual communication, clarifying their interests and agreeing to assist each other.

Liu Yu secretly felt it was a bit funny, but after pretending to hesitate, she still agreed.

Ye Menghua looked normal on the surface, but he moved closer without making a move. The distance between the two was only a little more than two feet.

This woman has no idea that the biggest threat is right next to her.

At this distance, Liu Yu could kill him in an instant as long as he exerted all his strength.

Just when the atmosphere in the elixir garden became increasingly weird, and Liu Yu and Ye Menghua were beginning to confront each other, two rays of light flashed across the sky, breaking the weird atmosphere.

Cao Yuanwu and his two men, who had gone in pursuit, rushed back at this time.

Judging from the extra storage bags on their waists, we knew that the two Baiyun Temple monks who escaped were probably dead.

"Fellow Taoists, according to the previous agreement, I will divide the spiritual herbs from Qianchang Spiritual Medicine Garden soon."
To be continued...