No need for Huo Yan to tell him, Li Xuan also knew what was going on.
Although his understanding of runes far exceeds that of everyone in this world, and is much better than that of Sima De and Huo Yan. He even knows that Huo Yan only knows a little about the underworld robe, and he is only lucky enough to control the robe. In fact,
There are other secrets on the robe, but this guy doesn't know about them yet.
Now that he knew the origin of the Huangquan robe, Li Xuan was satisfied. He asked about the location of the small village under the Yuelong Mountains, and then put the robe back into the ring space.
"What should I do with you?" Li Xuan glanced at the frightened Huo Yan.
"Spare me. I have a lot of treasures and magic materials at home. As long as you spare me, I am willing to pay a lot of money to redeem my life." Huo Yan begged.
"Should I spare you and let you find a monk to hunt me down?" Li Xuan laughed.
"Don't dare!" Huo Yan panicked, "I was just talking nonsense..."
Before Huo Yan finished speaking, Li Xuan heard a mechanical sound in his ears. He frowned and ducked away.
"Puff puff..." There was a muffled sound. Huo Yan's eyes widened and he looked at the several crossbow arrows stuck in his chest. The expression on his face was extremely exciting.
Several strong men from the Dafa Chamber of Commerce looked at Huo Yan blankly, and then looked at the crossbow in their hands. They couldn't figure out why the arrow shot at Li Xuan would kill Huo Yan.
"Pfft." Huo Yan fell straight to the ground. Although he had expired, his eyes refused to close. It was obvious that he was unwilling to die in peace at the hands of his own people.
"I'm still worried about how to deal with him. Since you helped me, thank you very much." Li Xuan smiled brightly at those people.
Those strong men looked at each other, suddenly threw away the crossbows in their hands, turned around and ran away. Li Xuan was not in a hurry to catch up with them, and followed them slowly, turned around two yards, and came to a
Empty square.
In the center of the square are three rows of heavily armed men. They are wearing heavy armor and holding heavy weapons such as axes and hammers. You can tell at a glance that they are well-trained.
Behind these big men were Meng Feifan and Meng Lan, father and son. Unlike Meng Lan, who wore a mage robe, Meng Feifan wore black leather armor and held a long knife, looking majestic.
"Haha, it turns out that the debtor is here, let me find him easily." Even though he was facing dozens of heavily armed men, Li Xuan didn't care. He pointed at Meng Lan from a distance and made a gun gesture.
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Meng Lan trembled, as if he had really been shot. He couldn't help but take a step back and hid behind Meng Feifan. This cowardly move made Meng Feifan a little dissatisfied. He raised his long knife and pointed at it.
Li Xuan: "Boy, you are going too far!"
"Killing to pay for one's life, and debts to pay for money, is there anything wrong with me coming to collect debts?" Li Xuan said, "It's not good that you brought so many people to be buried with you."
"Stop talking nonsense, since you have offended our Dafa Chamber of Commerce, you will have a deep hatred that will never end."
Before he finished speaking, Meng Feifan suddenly launched an attack.
Originally, the distance between the two was thirty or forty steps, and there were dozens of people in the middle. But Meng Feifan roared, kicked off with both feet at the same time, and as if he was stepping on a spring, he jumped into the air and volleyed downwards.
He issued a sharp sword, intending to split Li Xuan into two pieces.
The power of this jump is quite astonishing, especially the sword that fell in the air. The wind howled so violently that even the air was buzzing, giving people the illusion that just the air wave swept up by his long sword could kill people.
Cut into pieces.
"Meng Feifan is so powerful!" Li Xuan did not expect that Meng Feifan was hiding his secrets. He thought that Meng Feifan was just like his son Meng Lan, just showing off. But with this strike, Li Xuan knew that he had met a powerful enemy.
Meng Feifan's jump was high and far, closing the distance between him and Li Xuan almost instantly. If Li Xuan was a weak monk and was rushed into such a close range, he would be dead.
However, Li Xuan was not afraid of anyone even if he tried his best with his body and strength. When he saw the long knife slashing to the top of his head, Li Xuan roared, and the spiritual arrows were aimed at Meng Feifan like a barbarian's musket and shot out in a volley.
Meng Feifan's blade swung, and the blade lay horizontally in front of him. There was a crisp "ding, ding, ding" sound, and the spiritual arrows shot on the blade, and all of them bounced out.
Li Xuan frowned. His spiritual arrow could break mountains and rubble, but it was blocked by the blade. This can only mean that there is something fishy about Meng Feifan's long sword, or it is a magical weapon, or it is blessed with magic.
Such effect.
Now is not a good time to study this issue. The direction of the long sword is indeed unstoppable. Seeing Meng Feifan slash down with the sword, Li Xuan used the spell of copper skin and iron bones on himself while retreating quickly.
"Bang", the long knife struck the rocky ground, and a long scratch was cut on the stone. The gravel flew everywhere, and the smoke and dust billowed, but the blade came out of the smoke and dust as if it had eyes, and chased after him.
Li Xuan.
"Get away!" Li Xuan roared, and raised his fist to hit the blade. The force of this punch was very powerful, and it was no less powerful than Meng Feifan's sword.
Meng Feifan's blade was deflected a little, but did not hit Li Xuan. He put the knife away and landed on the ground, flying up and kicking Li Xuan in the waist and abdomen. This move was very vicious, and he took the opportunity to fight Li Xuan even more.
A little closer.
Li Xuan took a step back, and Meng Feifan's toes slid past his throat, which was extremely dangerous.
Although Meng Feifan missed Li Xuan, he was very proud because he had already occupied a very advantageous position. He believed that with just a few more strikes, Li Xuan would be chopped into pieces.
"Take my sword!" Meng Feifan slashed down three or four times in a row, all without leaving Li Xuan's vitals. His sword skills were really good, and the momentum of the blade was amazing, forcing Li Xuan to retreat continuously.
"Okay!" Meng Lan took the lead in shouting, and the other big men also let out deafening cheers. It seemed that Li Xuan had been hacked to death.
Li Xuan narrowly dodged another killing move from Meng Feifan, and then he saw him strike again with a very tricky angle, seemingly unable to dodge.
"Poof", the blade fell, blood splattered everywhere, and the victory was determined.
There was a sudden flash of blood, and the tip of the long knife penetrated the armor and passed through the vest.
"How is that possible?" Meng Feifan stood still, the long knife in his hand was broken into two pieces, leaving only the handle.
The tip of the knife pierced through his chest, came out from behind, and stayed in his body. Blood spurted out like a spring, and he couldn't control it at all.
Li Xuanpiao stepped back. There was a deep scratch on the palm of his hand, and the metacarpal bones could almost be seen. If he had not mastered the strength a little bit, half of his palm would have been cut off.
In the flash of lightning just now, Li Xuan's shadow spiritual power burst out and cut off the long knife.
Li Xuan also took the opportunity to grab half of the long knife and thrust it into Meng Feifan's chest with his backhand. This was unexpected. Meng Feifan was not prepared at all. The knife penetrated his chest and he immediately started bleeding profusely.