The force coming from the opposite side is fierce. There are ten monks in the late stage of Qi Refining. Although the number is the same as that of the Li family's caravan, there are three at the ninth level of Qi Refining. On the Li family side, apart from Li Qingyang, there is only one eldest monk, Li Changhuan.
The ninth level of Qi refining.
However, if Li Qingyang can really hold back the three monks of the same level on the opposite side, then the Li family's high-end combat power will actually be higher, because the Li family will have the ninth-level Qi refining power of Li Changhuan available.
But on the other hand, although there are many low-level monks among the casual cultivators, such as the third and fourth levels of Qi Refining, there are more than ten people in the Li family, so this is destined to be a difficult battle.
Various magical weapons appeared in this battle. Li Xuangang was met by a thin cultivator who wielded a snake-shaped scimitar and always made a sinister laugh.
The sixth level of Qi refining.
The battle between Li Xuangang and him was not conspicuous in the melee of dozens of people, but it was the same moment of life and death.
In the process of fighting with him, Li Xuangang found that monks were constantly falling down around him, including those from the other party and members of the Li family.
After receiving the opponent's blow, Li Xuangang took advantage of his strength and took a step back to create some distance.
Raising his hands to wipe away the blood on his face, Li Xuangang locked his eyes tightly on the casual cultivator who was running towards him again.
Putting the green wood sword in his hand horizontally, he lifted up Jin Gengwu to fight. The next moment, Li Xuangang bent his knees and rushed forward. He swung the green wood sword with his right hand, and a huge sword energy spurted out.
The skinny casual cultivator who originally came straight to Li Xuangang did not expect that Li Xuangang would suddenly deliver such a sharp blow.
He didn't dare to accept it forcefully, so he took out a talisman, and after stimulating it with spiritual energy, a thin protective film was formed on his body.
In the blink of an eye, the sword energy was slashed away, and the spiritual light of the protective film flashed. It was not broken after all, and it was regarded as receiving Li Xuangang's attack.
But before he could take a breath, Li Xuangang had already bullied him and kicked him out before he could react.
Seeing this, Li Xuangang slapped the Yin-receiving gourd on his waist, summoned his corpse, and rushed towards the casual cultivator with him.
Although the corpse refining level is not high, it is only equivalent to the third level of Qi refining, but it is not far from the fourth level of Qi refining. If Li Xuangang puts him in the Nayin gourd for half a year, he will definitely be able to enter the fourth level of Qi refining as scheduled.
.And the body of the Refined Corpse is so strong that it can act as a temporary shield for Li Xuangang at many times.
The casual cultivator did not expect that Li Xuangang had such a thing as corpse refining, and for a moment he was in a hurry under the attack of Li Xuangang and the corpse refining.
After being besieged for a period of time, the casual cultivator gradually felt that his spiritual energy was no longer enough to support him, and at critical moments, the Li cultivator could always use the corpse to block the sword.
He already had the intention to quit and wanted to join other battle groups to share his pressure.
Sure enough, his attacks began to slow down and he began to move towards other people.
When Li Xuangang saw this, he felt happy and immediately increased the intensity of his attack. He even ordered the corpse to attack the opponent almost desperately.
After all kinds of struggles like refining corpses, the casual cultivator finally revealed a flaw.
He secretly said: "Not good."
Naturally, Li Xuangang would not give up this hard-earned opportunity. Relying on the restraint of the corpse, he mobilized enough spiritual power to jump up from his side and swung out a sword. The green sword energy easily broke through the latter's neck and chopped.
Beheaded this casual cultivator.
After dealing with the enemy, Li Xuangang did not dare to slack off at all. He had consumed too much spiritual power, and there were many wounds on the corpse, so Li Xuangang put away the storage bag and the snake-shaped scimitar on the ground in the shortest possible time.
Then he took out a pill that restored spiritual energy and swallowed it in one gulp.
Without enough time to recover slowly, Li Xuangang ran towards a tribesman who was being suppressed and beaten.
...
At this time, Li Qingyang was also under great pressure. He took the lead in fighting against the three ninth-level Qi Refining monks on the opposite side. Although he was not at a disadvantage for the time being with his stronger physical strength, he would definitely not be able to sustain it over time.
After Li Qingyang swept across with one stroke, he forced the three opponents away. He took the opportunity to pay attention to the situation of other tribesmen.
He had deliberately stayed away from the main battlefield in order not to affect other tribesmen in the battle. Now he glanced around and found that three or five tribesmen had fallen to the ground. Li Qingyang looked for another ninth-level Qi Refining monk from the Li family.
Fifteenth uncle Li Changhuan.
He found that he was being entangled by two enemies on the eighth level of Qi Refining, and could not get away for a while.
Although the fifteenth uncle Li Changhuan also has the cultivation of the ninth level of Qi Refining, he is not good at fighting. Originally, Li Qingyang's plan was to hold down the opponent's three ninth-level Qi Refining monks. The fifteenth uncle took the opportunity to attack other enemies, and finally killed the opponent's
In the later stage of Qi refining, the monks came to help him after solving some of them. As long as he could share one-third of his pressure, Li Qingyang was confident that he could kill the remaining two people.
But at this time, it was obvious that the fifteenth uncle Li Changhuan was being held back. The two casual cultivators at the eighth level of Qi Refining were also quite powerful and had held Li Changhuan back for so long.
Li Changhuan was also quite anxious at this time and paid attention to the situation on Li Qingyang's side from time to time. He also knew that although Li Qingyang was not defeated now, this situation would not last long. Once Li Qingyang gave out all his strength, he would probably be killed immediately.
And without Li Qingyang as a pillar of support, I am afraid that the monks of the Li family will be massacred one-sidedly, and very few will be able to escape in the end.
Li Changhuan wanted to go immediately to share Li Qingyang's pressure, but the two casual cultivators surrounding him were quite annoying. They must have practiced some combination attack spells. Every time his attacks were blocked by the combined force, and once he wanted to
Out of the fighting situation, the two men immediately accelerated their attack and surrounded them.
In fact, the casual cultivator at the head was also quite annoyed. There were three ninth-level Qi Refining cultivators on his side, and there were more of them than the other cultivators. He thought it was a sure thing, but he didn't expect to encounter Li Qingyang, a tough guy, who dragged him away all by himself.
Three people lived there.
The opponent was very strong and heavy, and the iron rod he swung was so powerful that he didn't even dare to take it hard.
He knew very well that he couldn't delay it. Once a new caravan entered the Black Wind Ridge, his robbery would be declared a failure. This was something he had been planning to do for three months and finally failed.
We have reached this appropriate goal.
At the same time, he also knew very well that Li Qingyang would not be able to hold on for long, but he did not dare to wait, God knew when someone would come.
But there was no other way at this time. He could only intensify his attack, hoping to overwhelm Li Qingyang quickly.
"You two fellow Taoists can't hold back any longer. If it takes too long, we may not be able to guarantee that new people will come in."
At this time, another casual cultivator who attacked Li Qingyang with him spoke.
"You put it nicely. If I could use a method to capture him, would I still be able to wait until now?"
The leader San Xiang wanted to reply, but suddenly Li Qingyang shouted loudly, and a stick shadow came as promised.
"How dare you get distracted by fighting with Mr. Li?"
The three of them could not avoid this stick, so they all took out their own defensive weapons to resist it.
Li Qingyang's Hunyuan iron rod hit the defensive magic weapons of the three people firmly, causing his own jaw to hurt.
The three people who were hit also had a hard time. Although most of the attacks were blocked by the defensive magic weapon, the remaining power was still transmitted to themselves.
The three of them obviously had little physical training. They all vomited a large mouthful of blood and suffered minor injuries.
"Li Qingyang, let's see how long you can hold on!"
The three of them looked at each other and surrounded Li Qingyang in tacit understanding.
...
What Li Xuanshan used was a beheading sword, which stood taller than others. It was a first-class, high-grade magic weapon. It was made from black iron by the weapon refiner in the family. It was a contribution that Li Xuanshan had saved for some time.
I just got it from the family's charity hall.
Li Xuanshan danced the beheading sword with such force that his opponent couldn't get close for a moment.
Li Xuanshan was also good at fighting, keeping the opponent pinned down and beating him, and he used small spells such as fireball and wind blade from time to time. Although they did not cause any harm to the opponent, they still made him tire of it.
Just after Li Xuanshan forced his opponent back again, before the opponent could stand firm, a cyan spiritual sword was stabbed from behind, and then the blade pierced the chest, and the feeling of friction with the skin was transmitted to the brain.
However, his brain only had enough time to control his eyes and glance back before his head was smashed to pieces by a pair of dry palms.
At this point, the body and soul disappear.
"Brother Ninth."
Li Xuanshan put away his beheading sword and stood beside him. He shouted at Li Xuangang who had drawn his green wood sword and the tattered corpse beside him.