"Senior Brother Li and Senior Brother Zhang seem to be under siege. Aren't you going to help him?" Song Hesong asked with a worried look on his face.
Li Fan recalled Senior Brother Zhang's strength in Li Chen's memory and shook his head.
"Not to mention the four ordinary foundations. Even if a monk in the early stage of the Golden Core comes, he may not be able to do anything to my senior brother."
When Song Hesong heard this, his face showed a strange expression.
It seems to confirm Li Fan’s words.
As Chu Liang shouted angrily, four rays of light were activated at the same time, about to bombard Zhang Qianmo.
And at the critical moment, a purple mirror appeared above his head, forming a protective shield around him.
Four rays of light were immediately reflected back.
Chu Liang and the other four people who were besieging him did not expect such a thing to happen. They were caught off guard and were hit by his own attack.
"You dare to put a pearl of rice into bloom!" The purple lightning mark between Zhang Qianmo's eyebrows gave off a heart-stopping light.
Surrounded by purple lightning, the power is overwhelming.
A long halberd full of evil spirits slowly appeared in the hands of Senior Brother Zhang.
Zhang Qianmo pointed his halberd at Chu Liang and the four men, and said sternly: "Today, I want you to see the gap between the true disciples of the great sect and the casual cultivators of the side sects!"
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Qianmo ducked to the nearest enemy.
A halberd was swung out, and the purple lightning was like a dragon, swallowing it up mercilessly.
"Ah!"
The man only arrived in time to let out a scream before disappearing into the furious purple light.
In an instant, one of the four is gone.
The remaining people couldn't help but look horrified.
Chu Liang even shouted: "Fellow Daoist Song, if you don't take action now, you will wait until later!"
When Li Fan heard this, his expression changed.
Before he could react, he felt eight blood-colored chains suddenly appear around him, wrapping around him.
Then, a huge force that was completely superior to the foundation building period suddenly hit him on the back.
The same purple mirror appears above the head, and the shield formed slightly relieves the strength.
But this power was too huge, and the purple mirror's body-protecting brilliance only sustained it for a moment before it shattered into pieces and turned into dots of starlight.
After receiving a sudden blow, Li Fan spit out a mouthful of blood, and his breath quickly declined.
But the other party refused to give in.
Li Fan looked back and saw Song Hesong with an expressionless face, waving a bloody giant hammer.
With majestic force, the hammers came one after another and were about to kill Li Fan on the spot.
At the critical moment of death, a jade pendant on Li Fan's chest shattered.
A giant hand made of purple thunder and lightning was formed from the fragments of the jade pendant.
Form a seal with one hand to lock in Song Hesong.
Overhead, dark clouds suddenly gathered.
A purple thunder as thick as a bucket struck Song Hesong head-on.
Song Hesong showed a ruthless look on his face, neither dodging nor dodging, and his offensive remained unchanged.
But he was prepared to take this blow head on, and he wanted to kill Li Fan first.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, a halberd flew from a distance and stopped the bloody giant hammer.
Zhang Qianmo arrived in an instant, came to Li Fan and supported him.
"Are you okay, junior brother?"
As he said that, he passed a ray of spiritual energy and restored Li Fan's injuries.
Then he looked at Song Hesong with a solemn expression.
At this time, the spiritual energy in his body had just slowly recovered from the shock. Li Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at Song Hesong.
This person suddenly rebelled and exploded with strength that far exceeded his surface strength in the late stage of Qi refining.
It was indeed beyond Li Fan’s expectation.
In addition, he is occupying someone else's body and is not familiar with his own skills and moves.
I was almost killed by a surprise attack.
Fortunately, the original Li Chen was also a disciple of the Zixiao Sect and had many means of self-defense, so he could barely escape.
When I looked at Song Hesong again, I saw that this man was struck by the purple sky divine thunder and seemed to be seriously injured.
But then, a lot of green vitality floated from Ningyuan City below, quickly recovering his injuries.
After only a moment, he recovered as before.
Song Hesong's face was gloomy, and the bloody giant hammer turned into a long sword and was collected in his hand.
Chu Liang and three other people also came from afar and surrounded the two Zixiao Sect members in the center.
Zhang Qianmo ignored Chu Liang and the other three foundation builders, but looked at Song Hesong, his brows furrowed.
"Mid-stage Golden Elixir? Manager Song, have you also practiced that new method?"
Song Hesong's face showed a sarcastic look: "What else? I have worked hard for your Zixiao Sect for most of my life, and I just got a position as an external manager."
"Apart from the superficial "Purple Sky Calling Thunder Art", I only have the meager amount of spiritual stones every year."
"I'm afraid that until I die of old age, I will only stop at the realm of foundation building."
Song Hesong said angrily: "You are saying that I am not qualified enough! After switching to the new method, I spent five years building the foundation and ten years building the elixir!"
"Senior Brother Song, what do you think of my qualifications?"
Zhang Qianmo looked at the thick blood remaining on Song Hesong's body, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes: "Evil heretic! I will kill you!"
As if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, Song Hesong burst out laughing, his sarcasm almost overflowing: "Evil heretics? You so-called famous sects raise mortals like livestock, extract longevity energy, and refine longevity fruit.
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"You dare to call others evil heretics with such extremely evil methods?"
"I think you are the biggest evil!"
The bloody aura on Song Hesong's body started to stir along with his angry words.
Zhang Qianmo's expression remained unchanged: "Mortals have to pay the price for being protected by us. Outside the wilderness, demons and beasts are everywhere. Mortals are just like rations."
"How could you live safely for such a long time without the protection of the Immortal Sect like us?"
"Are you trying to confuse my Taoist mind with just a few lies?"
The purple color in Zhang Qianmo's eyes became thicker and thicker.
The halberd pointed at Song He in the distance: "Although you have a golden elixir, I will kill you today!"
Being pointed at by Zhang Qianmo's halberd, Song Hesong's breath was stagnated as if captured by the momentum.
But soon, he became a little angry.
"I have long heard that the inner sect disciples are so extraordinary. Today, I must learn from them!"
As he spoke, the bloody long sword in his hand suddenly split into six handles and faced Zhang Qianmo's halberd.
On Li Fan's side, Chu Liang's three monks surrounded him.
Facing the siege of three monks of the same level, Li Fan remained calm and unhurried.
Run the "Zhenxiao Thunder Control Technique" and take out your magic weapon, a spear.
Shaking the gun body, it seemed to emit waves of dragon roars.
Fight together with Chu Liang and the other three.
At first, Li Fan was not very familiar with the moves he could use.
There is always a sense of stagnation when attacking.
The dancing spears allow Chu Liang and the other two to easily dodge.
As for Chu Liang and other three late-stage foundation-building monks, although their realm is the same as Li Fan's.
But after all, he became a monk halfway, so his attack methods are much weaker.
Li Fan dealt with it with ease.
As time goes by, Li Fan becomes more and more familiar with his magic.
His attacks have become more sharp and deadly.
Chu Liang and the others slowly fell into a disadvantage.