The city shares its own cultivation

Chapter 262 The Wife-Guarding Mad Demon
"Holding up together, this idea is not very good." Li Yu said without blushing, "I think the two of us should leave as soon as possible, run to the side of the road and wait, and let the others ask for their own blessings."

"No, the deputy minister's suggestion is the most appropriate. It is not easy to be killed if there are many people in a group." Chu Muyan said seriously.

"No! This magic weapon of mine can guarantee that these scumbags won't hurt the two of us..."

Before Chu Muyan finished listening, he was already heading towards a place where the roar was coming from.

Li Yu followed her, evil cultivators could rush out of any place in the darkness, sometimes a person would jump out of an ordinary wall and cut it down with a single blow.

But these evil cultivators usually die very quickly.

Li Yu pointed casually, and the Tingyin sword shot out to give the opponent a heart-stopping shot, even piercing the wall.

He doesn't want to fight these evil cultivators, just because he is too lazy to take risks, it doesn't mean he won't fight enough.

The current Li Yu is a cultivator in the early stage of foundation establishment, and with the Tingyin Sword and Taiyi Ziyanluo two magic weapons, as well as stronger real power than ordinary cultivators, he doesn't need to follow his heart to fight against these evil cultivators.

At this time, Monk Jing was nervously hiding in a house in the direction Li Yu and the others were going.

He was hit by a certain evil cultivator's palm, and he smashed a wall and fell in.

In his hand, he held a bracelet with only three prayer beads left, one of which was slowly breaking and fell with a snap.

It was this Buddhist bead that saved his life just now, so he was not chopped to death by that evil cultivator's palm.This is a powerful talisman, and there are only two uses left.

"Among these evil cultivators, there are still Foundation Establishment Realm!" A drop of cold sweat rolled down Monk Jing's face.

The evil cultivator who could chop him flying with a single palm is definitely the Daoist Zhuji.

He held his breath and hid in the room, and when the evil cultivator came in, he immediately stabbed it with a magic pestle.

Although the sneak attack was against the style of a decent monk, but now that life and death were at stake, he couldn't take care of so much. Unless Gao Tong came to make a move for a foundation-building monk, other people would be unlucky to encounter it.

Before the demon pestle stabbed Xie Xiu, Xie Xiu had already grabbed the demon pestle with one hand, and the other party seemed to be wearing a glove-type magic weapon in his hand, so he could force the demon pestle hard without getting hurt!

The next moment, Xie Xiu struck Monk Jing's chest again with his palm.

Another Buddhist bead shattered in Monk Jing's hand, and a layer of golden light radiated to block the palm, but Monk Jing was also sent flying again, smashing the stairs.

"Your magic weapon is not bad." Xie Xiu sneered, "Can you block my two palms, can you block the third palm?"

Monk Jing spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and hit his back against the wall twice. Even if he practiced the Vajra body, his internal organs were also injured.

Touching the bracelet in his hand, the bracelet is no longer called a string at this time, only the last prayer bead is left.

"Your extremely dark society still has foundation-building monks. We miscalculated this time, but the executive department will send more powerful monks." Monk Jing stared at him coldly.

"Yes, the more powerful monks from your executive department will come to collect the corpses of the seven of you." The evil cultivator laughed, jumped on his body, and slashed out with his palm again.

The last Buddhist bead also shattered, Monk Jing had no strength to fight back, smashed the wall behind him, and fell directly into the alley.

"what?"

Two people happened to be walking in the alley, they were almost hit by him, and they stopped immediately.

Monk Jing spat out a mouthful of blood, turned his head and saw it was Chu Muyan and Li Yu.

"Let's go! There are foundation-building evil cultivators!" He quickly shouted, "Find an opportunity to report to the executive department!"

Chu Muyan nodded: "I've already called, why are you in such a mess."

Monk Jing lowered his head to see that his clothes were all tattered, and there were bloodstains just spit out on his chest, while Li Yu and Chu Muyan were clean and leisurely as if they were shopping.

"Because the evil cultivator of the foundation is dragged by me, it's normal for me to be in a mess!" Monk Jing got up and said to Li Yu: "Protect Chu Muyan and back away, I will continue to stop him."

Li Yu looked into the hole, and a black figure could also be seen coldly inside: "The three deacons have gathered together, and they just happened to clean up together."

The black shadow came in front of Monk Jing in a flash, and Monk Jing's subduing magic pestle was swung out immediately, but it just hit a phantom.

Monk Jing's chest immediately sank, and he fell back after spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Chu Muyan stepped forward and supported him.

"Hey, the little girl is pretty, isn't it? There is such a good-looking person among your deacons?" Xie Xiu chuckled. To him, ordinary deacons who are frightened by evil cultivators are just objects that can be teased at will.

Chu Muyan frowned, and raised his hand for a whip.

The white whip drew a phantom in the darkness, and was grabbed by Xiexiu in an instant. He was indeed wearing a dark glove on his hand, and he was not afraid of the power of the magic weapon.

"Beauty, play with the old Taoist, I won't kill you." Xie Xiu smirked, and pulled the white whip vigorously. Chu Muyan refused to let go, and the white long whip tightened immediately.

"Give you two seconds to let go." Li Yu helped Monk Jing to lie down by the wall, and looked back at Xie Xiu.

"Oh? What if I don't let go?" Xie Xiu pulled Chu Muyan towards him with a little force.

Li Yu snorted coldly, "Then you are courting death!"

He took a step forward, and the person had already come in front of Xie Xiu, and he punched out, and the strong air pressure instantly made it difficult for the opponent to breathe.

"You!" Xie Xiu was taken aback, let go of his whip in a hurry, and resisted.

The two air pressures collided together, pressing the air out with a crackling sound, and the two of them each took a step back, and they were evenly matched.

"Who are you? Yanjing doesn't have such a young ace deacon!" Xie Xiu stared at Li Yu.

He was secretly surprised that he, a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment, actually had a tie with the opponent in the collision of real power. So the opponent is also in the middle stage of foundation establishment?

In the middle stage of foundation establishment, he is already firmly the strength of the ace deacon of the executive department!
Li Yu chuckled: "I'm sorry, I'm not a deacon, I just came to hang out with my wife, have you heard of the powerful wife protector madman?"

"Wife? Wife protection?" Xie Xiu was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Chu Muyan, "You came with her? Are you a majestic Foundation Establishment Daoist, following your wife to carry out missions?"

"What? No way!" Li Yu snorted coldly, and rushed forward again, "You old man, if you dare to tease my wife, I'll beat you to death!"

Xie Xiu was extremely speechless in his heart, he had planned well, this time the deacon would not send out a trump card to deal with them, he could have abused them, but he did not expect that there would be a psychopath Zhuji Daoist coming with his wife.

Seeing Li Yu's bare hands, he felt ruthless, activated the magic weapon of the glove in his hand, and slammed hard at Li Yu's fist.

Li Yu's heart moved, and Taiyi Ziyanluo immediately flew out to block the punch.

Under the purple light, I saw dense spikes protruding from Xiexiu's glove. If this punch hit, Li Yu's fist might be useless.

(End of this chapter)