Chapter 290 An overall situation under Li Qingshui
Tonight is destined to be unusual!
Wang Linyu, a monk of Wang Jialin generation in Qingyuan Mountain, had no idea that he would meet Li Qingshui from Taiqiu Mountain here, and it seemed that the other party was unkind.
He took out the spiritual sword and held it diagonally in his hand. His whole body was filled with spiritual energy and he was cautiously on guard against it.
On the opposite side, Li Qingshui moved his right hand seemingly casually, and the next moment Zhao Yuanlin, who was strangled by his neck, lost all breath, and his neck was strangely tilted to one side.
At this point, one of the few foundation-building elders of the Zhao family in Wutong Peak was completely dead.
Seeing the other party's move, Wang Linyu did not dare to be careless. When Zhao Yuanlin died, his eyes changed slightly, and then he half-squinted, feeling a little surprised at Li Qingshui's decisive method!
"What are you trying to cover up, Fellow Daoist Li?"
Li Qingshui opened the white paper fan and casually glanced at the body of Zhao Yuanlin that he had thrown on the ground. After confirming that he was really dead, he looked directly at Wang Linyu.
"What Mr. Wang wants is also what Mr. Li wants."
Wang Linyu's face darkened. He was a little confused about the specific meaning of Li Qingshui's words. But before he could answer, Li Qingshui spoke again with a slight smile:
"Well... maybe the methods are a little different, but the purpose is the same after all. However, I am more impatient, so I want to push the whole incident forward, so..."
Wang Linyu's mind became even more confused, and he subconsciously asked: "So what?"
Over there, Li Qingshui suddenly closed the white paper fan he opened in his hand, and several black iron fan bones flew out from it, heading straight towards Wang Linyu's face.
"So Li wants to borrow your lives."
As Li Qingshui took action, the Li clan members who had been prepared behind him immediately took action. In an instant, they were fighting with the clan members of the Wang family on Qingyuan Mountain opposite.
A new fight started here, but the party that had started the massacre before was forced to change its identity.
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Under the moonlight, the aftermath of the battle of various colors appeared, and countless blood spurted out from the body and splashed into the surrounding black soil.
Although the Wang family in Qingyuan Mountain was originally at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, the situation was not one-sided as they had been on guard.
Even during the battle, Wang Linyu had time to check on the specific conditions of the other clan members in the Qi Refining Stage.
After seeing them fighting back and forth with the monks of the Li family, I felt relieved, and then I was ready to concentrate on dealing with Li Qingshui.
Because after several tentative attacks, he discovered that the opponent's cultivation level was actually not stable, and it probably hadn't been long since he had broken through to the middle stage of foundation building.
In terms of strength alone, Wang Linyu was confident of killing the opponent, but Li Qingshui had a very strange secret technique of movement, which made him quite annoyed.
Therefore, he fought with it while looking for an opportunity to kill it with one blow.
The fighting continued, and gradually began to become fierce. Gradually, some people began to be injured and some began to fall.
Wang Linyu and Li Qingshui had known each other a long time ago in Binhaifang City. At that time, they were both still in the Qi refining stage, but he had not had any close dealings with the latter, so he did not know Li Qingshui's story.
specific means.
At this time, if someone is familiar with Li Qingshui, he will be on guard against his back-up moves as soon as he sees him. If he is not sure of completely guarding against his back-up moves, he will choose to avoid them as soon as possible.
Make contact to save your life.
Because since Li Qingshui chose to fight head-on, he must have enough confidence.
Moreover, he will definitely kill them all without leaving any consequences.
Just like when Li Qingshui robbed a lone alchemist of the Wang family, not only did the alchemist die, but the remaining low-level clan members around him also did not escape.
Therefore, the Wang family of Qingyuan Mountain has not found out who the murderer of that incident was!
When Wang Linyu gradually gained an advantage in the battle, he suddenly noticed another very powerful aura approaching here.
He was startled and vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but when he was about to temporarily break away from the battle group with his clansmen, Li Qingshui's attack methods suddenly became fierce, and he even did not hesitate to exchange injuries for injuries.
Under the latter's fighting style, Wang Linyu and the rest of the Wang family were unable to escape for a while and were completely trapped in the battle.
Even though Wang Linyu's advantage in the battle was becoming more and more obvious at this time, Li Qingshui had been injured in many places, but it was already too late to kill him.
That powerful aura had already arrived, and Li Xuanyuan, who emerged from the escaping light, joined the battle and almost broke through all Wang Linyu's defenses with his overwhelming aura.
Finally, he was kicked far away and fell to the ground like a tattered bag from mid-air.
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The situation of the battle was already clear. Wang Linyu could not win. Even when he stood up and chose to escape immediately, he failed.
He was beaten to a dead end by Li Xuanyuan, and was finally killed by Li Qingshui's sneak attack.
Then, under the surrounding pursuit and interception by the rest of the Li family, all the remaining Qi Refining clan members of the Wang family were unable to escape, and they all died here.
The tribesmen disposed of the bodies, brought back all the storage bags, and reported the casualties to Li Qingshui.
During this operation, one member of the Li family was killed, four other members were seriously injured, and five were slightly injured.
After hearing this result, Li Qingshui showed no expression on his face. He just asked about the generation and names of the Shenyun clan members.
"It's uncle Li Qingyan!"
Hearing that it was his 19th brother Qingyan, Li Qingshui's eyes showed a trace of undetectable emotion.
But he quickly hid this emotion, stood up from the spot with those storage bags in his hands, and began to order the battlefield to be handled as planned.
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In less than half a stick of incense, the Li family members had already cleaned up the battlefield.
Li Qingshui dispersed his spiritual consciousness into the surroundings, and after confirming that all traces of the treatment had been dealt with by the clansmen, he summoned the Heisen Flying Boat from the storage bag.
Immediately, everyone in the Li family jumped into it and left here, flying into the dense forest in the south.
The moonlight was cold, and there was still a faint trace of the smell of blood in the air, and a black light had already completely spread across the sky. It seemed that everything that had just happened here had nothing to do with them.
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Under the night, Li Qingshui was controlling the Heisen flying boat, with Li Xuanyuan standing beside him. In the cabin behind him, those clan members in the Qi refining stage were healing their wounds or trying to open the storage bags harvested during this trip.
"Uncle Seventeen, you are taking a bit of a risk this time. It may be difficult for Uncle Five to explain to you when you return."
The bloody smell on Li Qingshui's body had not dissipated yet. He did not turn his head to look at Li Xuanyuan, but continued to look at the continuous mountains in front of him under the night cover, with a strange arc at the corner of his mouth.
After a moment of silence, he spoke meaningfully:
"Don't worry, I've deduced this matter many times and there won't be any problems."
"But...Xuanyuan, you came a little late this time!"
Li Xuanyuan's face remained as usual. He neither answered Li Qingshui's question nor looked at him again. Instead, he stood with his hands clasped in the swift wind, letting his clothes and hair fly.
This time, he was lured here by his seventeenth uncle Li Qingshui, and his final move was forced.
After staying here for a while, he turned around and entered the cabin, but a cold voice immediately reached Li Qingshui's ears.
"If there is another action like this next time, Uncle Seventeen might as well discuss it with me first."
Li Qingshui smiled, knowing Li Xuanyuan's temperament, so he didn't take it seriously.
Feizhou flew non-stop for more than ten days, and the storage bag obtained from Zhao Yuanlin of the Zhao family in Wutong Peak was finally opened.
A tribesman of the Xuan generation gave the storage bag to Li Qingshui and said:
"Uncle Seventeen, there is indeed a huge amount of low-grade ore in it."
Li Qingshui showed an expected expression on his face and took the storage bag and took a look.
After he was sure, he murmured to himself:
"As expected, it's not in vain that I have pursued it for so many years and set up so many traps."
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When the Hessen flying boat returned to Taiqiu Mountain and Li Qingshui asked to see his fifth uncle Li Changqing at the top of the mountain, a news was also sent back to Qingyuan Mountain.
At this time, somewhere in the underground space of Qingyuan Mountain, the patriarch of the Wang family, Wang Yanfan, who was at the pinnacle of foundation building, was respectfully saluting an old man with white beard and hair.
Then he spoke:
"Uncle Eighth, the rest of his body is dead!"
Wang Hansheng, who was in the middle stage of Golden Elixir, opened his eyes, looked at Wang Yanfan, and slowly said:
"what happened?"
"A few years ago, I asked Linyu to take some tribesmen to investigate the affairs of the Zhao family in Wutong Peak. We already had some clues, but when we carried out the final action today, something unexpected happened?"
"Did the Zhao family do it?"
"Someone released such news in Fangshi, but I sent someone to check it out. The facts may be different."