Mortal: I, Li Feiyu, a cultivator of attributes!

However, Li Feiyu looked calm and composed, as if he had not suffered any harm.

At the side, the two immortal women trembled and showed a hint of surprise on their faces.

At first, the two women thought that Li Feiyu was doomed this time, but after a while, things changed dramatically, almost making them drop their jaws.

Li Feiyu didn't want to stay here any longer, for fear of attracting the attention of other masters in the God Transformation Stage or cultivators from the upper realm, which would bring him fatal disaster.

So, when Xuan Qingzi was seriously injured, he winked at the two Huaxian women, then turned into a ray of light and flew away.

Seeing this, the two immortal women nodded, then turned into two green rainbows and followed Li Feiyu closely.

At this moment, Xuan Qingzi watched Li Feiyu and Huaxian escape, but he could do nothing.

In the previous battle, he had consumed more than half of his magic power, and his body was severely injured. If he continued to chase Li Feiyu and the other two, he would pay a heavy price.

In desperation, he waved his hand to the group of Taiyi Sect monks around him and said loudly: "All disciples, listen to my order and follow me to evacuate this place immediately."

The group of Taiyi Sect monks bowed slightly, with respectful expressions on their faces. They placed their hands under their abdomens and said in unison: "Yes, Elder, we will follow your orders."

After saying that, under the leadership of Xuan Qingzi, a group of Taiyi cultivators walked straight ahead along a quiet and peaceful winding path.

At the same time, the battle between Li Feiyu and Xuan Qingzi just now quickly attracted the attention of the cultivators of both the righteous and evil paths.

Among them, the Seven Wonderful Immortals, the young Confucian scholar, the Great Immortal Master Xu, Lin Yinping, the old man surnamed Fu, Chang Zhifang, Hua Tianqi, the big man surnamed Yuan, as well as Ye Yuesheng and the Ancient Blood Demon, all turned into rays of light, like a burst of meteors across the sky, densely packed and as fast as lightning, and flew rapidly towards the scene of the incident.

Soon, everyone arrived above the lake.

However, they were still a few steps late.

Looking around, the area around the lake was empty, and there was no trace of Li Feiyu.

Seeing this, the monks talked to each other for a few words, discussed possible subsequent events, and reached an agreement among themselves.

From now on, no matter which force they belong to, as long as 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 take back many magic weapons from his hands.

Afterwards, many monks flew straight upwards in one direction.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, there was a sudden flash of light in the sky, and then three figures appeared out of thin air. They were Ye Yuesheng, the Ancient Blood Demon and others.

Seeing this, the righteous and evil monks, led by Qi Miao Zhenren and Hua Tianqi, showed their magic weapons and prepared for battle. For a moment, the two sides were in a state of tension, and a fierce battle could break out at any time.

On the other side, Li Feiyu and Huaxian accelerated their flight and headed straight for the Yinluo Sect's lair.

At this moment, Qi Miao Zhenren and many other demonic monks never dreamed that while they were chasing Li Feiyu, Li Feiyu had already had the idea of ​​destroying the Yinluo Sect.

On the way, when the three of them passed a small town, they happened to see several disciples of Yinluo Sect teasing two young women. Seeing this, Li Feiyu moved, leaving a residual shadow on the spot, like a ghost in the dark night, silently appearing beside the two young women.

Several Yinluo Sect monks became angry and drew their swords, rushed to Li Feiyu and surrounded him.

Li Feiyu had a blank expression on his face as he glanced coldly at the group of Yinluo Sect monks, as if he was looking at a group of dead people, with no emotion in his heart.

The leading Yuanying stage cultivator snorted coldly, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he pointed at Li Feiyu and said, "Boy, we are the inner disciples of Yinluo Sect. Anyone who dares to provoke the cultivators of Yinluo Sect within a hundred miles will have a bad end. You'd better not meddle in other people's business and go back to where you came 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 demon Qian of Yinluo Sect is already dead, and you still dare to stir up trouble here. You must be tired of living!"

The Yuanying stage cultivator held his head high, put his hands behind his back, snorted a few times, and didn't take Li Feiyu seriously at all. He shouted: "Boy, although Elder Qian has passed away, we still have Sect Master Fang as our leader. He has a high level of cultivation and can turn us into ashes with a wave of his hand! Get out of here immediately if you know what's good for you!"

Li Feiyu said: "In broad daylight, you openly molested two decent women. How could I stand by and watch them die without helping them? Besides, seeing injustice on the road, drawing a sword to help is also what a chivalrous man should do."

Hearing this, a Jindan-stage cultivator nearby took two steps forward and looked Li Feiyu up and down. Seeing that he had a normal aura, as if he were a Yuanying-stage cultivator, he couldn't help but feel contempt for him and said sarcastically, "Well, you little brat, since you won't drink the toast and won't cry until you see the coffin, then we will fulfill your wish and let you go to the underworld to meet your grandmother!"

After saying that, he looked around and waved his hand: "Brothers and fellow students, come together and teach this kid a lesson!"

Several Yinluo Sect disciples nodded and immediately drew out a sharp scimitar, flashing with cold light and filled with murderous intent. They slashed towards Li Feiyu fiercely like a group of crazy wild dogs.

Li Feiyu shook his sleeves, releasing a powerful gust of wind that swept away the group of Yinluo Sect monks with lightning speed and devastating force.

"Ah...ah..."

Accompanied by a cry of pain, the group of Yinluo Sect monks were smashed into pieces, with flesh and blood flying everywhere. Like a kite with a broken string, they fell lightly to the ground and gradually lost consciousness.

Seeing that scene, the leading Nascent Soul cultivator and the Golden Core cultivator both showed a look of fear on their faces, their bodies trembled, and they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air in their hearts. They no longer dared to attack Li Feiyu, and they turned into a beam of light and quickly flew away.

Li Feiyu raised his eyebrows and shook the storage bag at his waist. Suddenly, two flying swords shot out and chased in the directions where the two monks fled.

The next moment, the sword flashed and blood splattered in the sky.

The two monks froze, with painful expressions on their faces. A long sword wound appeared on their hearts, and a pool of bright red blood flowed out of the wound. They fell straight down. (End of this chapter)