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A milky white cyclone formed, and the awe-inspiring righteousness scattered in the sky and the earth gathered on the Junzi Sword.

At this moment, the extremely sharp gentleman's sword seemed to be able to cut through everything in the world.

The two old men in black robes didn't seem to care about each other's killing moves.

They just stood there quietly, pinching the magic formula with one hand.

A large cauldron stood in front of the two of them, exuding the aura of strange art.

Soon, Junzijian met the big cauldron.

No matter how sharp the Junzi Sword looks, it cannot penetrate even half an inch of the aura around the cauldron.

Obviously, with the main control, the effect of the big cauldron has more than doubled.

Whoosh!

A purple-black pole suddenly flew out from the side of the cauldron, knocking Xu Qiye away!

Xu Qiye's chest collapsed and he vomited blood in the air.

Li Qingshan stepped forward to catch Xu Qiye, who was flying backwards, and neutralized the remaining energy in his body.

The gap is too big!

When the fifth-level Wu Clan activates his natal magical weapon, he is already a relatively powerful being at the same level.

Not to mention using the weak to defeat the strong or the small to defeat the many.

Fighting across levels is not something that can be done easily.

Xu Qiye, who was so angry that he didn't care about the injuries he suffered, gritted his teeth and steadied himself: "The Wu Clan dog thief is only of this strength!"

Opposite me, Elder Mo, whose face was full of madness, said with a ferocious smile: "Shuzi, your master has been beaten to death by us, and you are still so stubborn."

"If I hadn't saved you, you would have gone to Naihe Bridge to drink soup."

"Bah!" Xu Qiye spat out a mouthful of blood and sneered: "The people from the Suppressing Witch Division will be here soon, you just wait to die."

When they heard the words "Zhenwu Si", the two black-robed old men did not react much. Elder Mu said with a playful look: "Are you sure they are here to deal with us?"

This is a huge amount of information!

It is not difficult to see from their attitudes and expressions that the people who suppressed the witch clan are definitely in collusion with these witch clans.

Li Qingshan quietly moved away, calculating whether his life span would be enough to kill these two fourth-level wizards.

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta...

Uniform footsteps sounded, and countless soldiers in armor surrounded them from all directions.

Xun Zhizhou walked out of the crowd: "Xiao Xiao of the Wu clan! You have been surrounded by my Daxia Iron Armor. If you want to survive, then retreat quickly!"

When he said this, Xun Zhizhou himself felt unsure.

After all, for two fourth-level great witches, not to mention defeating an army of ten thousand, it is quite simple to kill a thousand soldiers and return them whole.

This is also the reason why he gathered those monks.

To deal with magic, you can only use magic.

The military is always most effective on the battlefield.

"Xun Zhizhou, our young master was killed by that scholar. If you can cut him into pieces with your own hands, we can consider retreating. How about it?" Elder Mu didn't seem to be in a hurry to do it. Instead, he was interested in having fun.

Of course, he did this not only to play with people's hearts, but also to test Li Qingshan.

After all, he was someone who had special means to counterattack the secret method of the witch clan, and ever since they appeared, the scholar still looked as if he had no trouble.

Pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, there are many people in the world who love to do this.

When Xun Zhizhou heard that the young master of the other party had been killed, a fleeting look of joy appeared on his face: "Mr. Li, did you really kill the young master of the Wu clan?"

"No, I didn't kill anyone."

Xun Zhizhou's face stiffened and he was about to speak, but was completely confused by Li Qingshan's next words.

"I just split his natal magic weapon. I didn't see him anywhere."

Xun Zhizhou: Is this different from killing him...

Everyone: Is it so fierce...

"Xun Zhizhou, have you thought about it?" Elder Mu said through gritted teeth, "If you don't take action, the whole city will be buried with you!"

Xun Zhizhou waved his hand, and all the soldiers shouted angrily and took a step forward.

"Xiao Xiaoxiao of the Wu clan, what if Mr. Li kills your young master?"

"Did our Daxia Dynasty ever bow to your Witch Clan?"

Li Qingshan was a little surprised. What he didn't expect was that Xun Zhizhou was really a tough person.

After all, the two bureaucrats I met earlier were both profit-seeking people.

This is the first time I have seen such a tough official.

"good very good!"

The two old men in black robes laughed in anger.

The big cauldron kept getting bigger and bigger, as if it was going to cover the entire sky.

And that pole stands on the ground, constantly bending. When it is released, it will definitely beat many people to death.

"kill!"

Thousands of soldiers shouted in unison!

The murderous aura soars into the sky!

They rushed towards the two fourth-level wizards without fear of death!

Li Qingshan grabbed Xu Qiye and Qiu Daru with both hands and found a safe place to put them down.

And he touched the blind spot of the two great wizards' sight, and quietly waited for the opportunity to draw his sword.

Below, the two committees and fourth-level wizards were almost unilaterally massacring the soldiers.

The strong smell of blood filled the entire street.

Soon, Li Qingshan discovered that there was a gap of half a breath between the two great wizards.

As long as the sword can be released within this interval, they will not be able to dodge!

Boom!

After the two old men in black robes activated their natal magical weapons to massacre dozens of people, there was a moment of stagnation!

It's now!

Li Qingshan is surrounded by sparks and his life span is shortened by five years!

Really - follow the trend!

I want to ride on the wind, but I am afraid of the beauty of the beautiful buildings!

He took this step and appeared directly behind the two great wizards!

The stone knife slashed horizontally, and a half-moon formed. The silver-white sword light seemed to slow down the time around him.

The two great witches felt a chill running down their backs, and immediately activated their natal magical weapons to resist the sword!

The light of the knife passed through the cauldron, crossed the pole, and cut the two natal statues in half.

"Impossible!" Elder Mu vomited blood and his eyes widened.

Elder Mo looked at this sword, and his eyes lost their luster.

Stab!

Their fate was like that natal magic weapon, split in half.

The sword light dispersed, and everyone present looked at Li Qingshan in stunned silence.

Kill two fourth-level witches with one strike!

With such methods, who is this scholar?

In the field, Li Qingshan fell into a state of weakness.

All the sparks in his body fell silent at this moment.

That one step and one blow cost him a total of seventy years of his life.

[Star Fire Technique: Yellow Level 5 (77%)]

[2,000 sparks have been moved today (the upper limit has not been reached!) (the upper limit is 3,000 sparks!)]

[Get longevity: two months!]

[Current lifespan: 11 years!]

[Walking on the Wind: Level 2 (1%)]

After running the Spark Technique, a bitter look appeared on Li Qingshan's face.

The life span I just gained is gone again...

Having no time to care about the shocked people, Li Qingshan overcame the feeling of weakness that swept through his body, turned around and walked towards his small courtyard...

"stop!"
Chapter completed!
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