Li Feiyu, on the other hand, looked calm and composed, as if he had not been harmed in any way.
On the side, the bodies of the two immortal girls were shaken, with a look of surprise on their faces.
At first, the two women thought that Li Feiyu was doomed this time. Unexpectedly, after a while, things took a dramatic turn, which almost shocked their jaws.
Li Feiyu didn't want to stay here any longer, lest he attract the attention of other masters in the transformation stage or monks from the upper realm, which would bring disaster to his life.
So, when Xuan Qingzi was seriously injured, he winked at the two immortal girls, and then turned into a ray of light and flew away.
Seeing this, the two immortal girls nodded, then transformed into two blue rainbows, following closely behind Li Feiyu.
At this moment, Xuan Qingzi watched helplessly as Li Feiyu and Hua Xian escaped, but there was nothing he could do.
In the battle just now, more than half of his mana had been consumed, and his body had suffered heavy injuries. If he continued to hunt down Li Feiyu and the others, he would definitely pay a heavy price.
In desperation, he waved his hand to a group of Taiyi monks around him and said loudly: "Disciples, listen to the order and immediately follow Pindao to evacuate this place."
The group of Taiyi Sect monks bent down slightly, with respectful expressions on their faces, put their hands under their lower abdomen, and said in unison: "Yes, Elder, we will obey your order."
After saying that, under the leadership of Xuan Qingzi, a group of monks from the Taiyi Clan walked straight ahead along a quiet and quiet path.
At the same time, the battle between Li Feiyu and Xuan Qingzi quickly attracted the attention of the monks from the good and evil paths.
Among them, Qimiao Zhenren, young Confucian scholars, Master Xu, Lin Yinping, the old man named Fu, Chang Zhifang, Hua Tianqi, Dahan named Yuan, Ye Yuesheng and the Ancient Blood Demon all turned into streaks of escaping light.
, like a burst of meteors streaking across the sky, densely packed and as fast as lightning, flying rapidly towards the place where the incident occurred.
Soon, everyone reached the sky above the lake.
However, they arrived a few steps too late.
Looking around, the lake was completely empty, and there was no sign of Li Feiyu anywhere.
Upon seeing this, the monks chatted a few words with each other to discuss possible subsequent events, and reached an agreement with each other.
In the future, no matter which force they are from, whenever they encounter Li Feiyu, they will immediately send out a signal for help.
At that time, many monks will rush to support, deal with Li Feiyu together, and seize many magic weapons from his hands.
After that, many monks flew straight upward along one of the directions.
Unexpectedly, at that moment, a sudden flash of light flashed in the sky, and then three figures appeared out of thin air. They were Ye Yuesheng, Ancient Blood Demon and others.
Seeing this, the two cultivators of good and evil, led by Qi Miao Zhenren and Hua Tianqi, etc., showed their respective magic weapons and stood ready.
For a moment, the two sides were in a state of tension, and a fierce battle would break out at any time.
On the other side, Li Feiyu and Hua Xian accelerated their flight and headed straight for the Yin Luo Sect's lair.
At this moment, Master Qimiao and many demonic monks never dreamed that just when they were chasing Li Feiyu, Li Feiyu had already thought of destroying the Yinluo Sect.
On the way, when the three of them passed through a small town, they happened to see several disciples of Yinluo Sect teasing two young women. Upon seeing this, Li Feiyu moved, leaving an afterimage on the spot, like a
Like ghosts in the dark night, they appeared silently beside the two young people.
Several Yinluo Sect monks became angry with shame and drew out their swords from their waists. They quickly rushed to Li Feiyu and surrounded him.
Li Feiyu's face was expressionless, and he glanced at the group of Yinluo Sect monks indifferently, as if he were looking at a group of dead people, without any disturbance in his heart.
The leader of the Nascent Soul stage monk snorted coldly, his eyes shot out a cold light, pointed at Li Feiyu and said: "Boy, we are the inner disciples of Yin Luo Sect, within a radius of a hundred miles, do you dare to provoke Yin Luo?
None of the monks in the sect will have a good end. You better not meddle in other people's business and go wherever you come from. Otherwise, if I get angry, the consequences will be serious."
Li Feiyu curled his lips, smiling but not smiling, and said word by word: "The old devil Qian of Yinluo Sect is already dead, but you still dare to make trouble here, you are really impatient to live!"
The Nascent Soul stage monk held his head high, put his hands behind his back, and snorted loudly. He didn't pay attention to Li Feiyu at all, and said loudly: "Boy, although Elder Qian has passed away, but within this sect,
There is also the mastermind Fang Zongzhu. His cultivation is so advanced that he can be wiped out in ashes with just a wave of his hand! If you are wise, get out of here immediately!"
Li Feiyu said: "In broad daylight, you are openly molesting two decent women, how can I not save them? Besides, when the road is rough, drawing a sword to help is what a chivalrous person should do."
Hearing this, a Jindan-level monk next to him took two steps and looked Li Feiyu up and down. Seeing that his aura was mediocre, as if he was a Nascent Soul-level monk, he couldn't help but feel a sense of contempt in his heart, and said sarcastically: "Okay, stinky
Boy, since you don’t drink fine wine when toasting, and don’t shed tears until you see the coffin, then we will help you and let you go to the underworld to meet your grandma!”
After saying that, he looked around and waved his hand: "Brothers, fellow juniors, come together and give this boy a good lesson!"
Several Yinluo Sect disciples nodded, and immediately pulled out a sharp scimitar, with a cold light flashing and murderous intent, like a group of crazy wild dogs, and slashed at Li Feiyu fiercely.
Li Feiyu shook his sleeves and unleashed an unparalleled powerful gust of wind, which was as fast as lightning and sent the group of Yinluo Sect monks flying away.
"Ah...ah..."
Following a cry of pain, the group of Yinluo Sect monks were shattered into pieces, their flesh and blood flying everywhere, like kites with broken strings, they fell lightly to the ground and gradually lost consciousness.
Seeing that scene, the leading Nascent Soul Stage monk and the Golden Core Stage monk all showed a look of fear on their faces, their bodies began to tremble, and they couldn't help but gasp in their hearts, and they no longer dared to attack.
Li Feiyu turned into a ray of light and flew away quickly.
Li Feiyu raised his eyebrows, shook the storage bag on his waist, and immediately two flying swords flew out, chasing the two monks in the direction of escape.
The next moment, the sword flashed and blood spattered into the sky.
The two monks froze, with painful expressions on their faces. A slender sword mark appeared on their heart, and a pool of bright red blood flowed from the wound, and they fell straight down.