Mortal Cultivation: I, Li Feiyu, Cultivate Through Attributes

"You're right, but we can't continue to sit here and watch, we have to help him." Linglong said and walked out of the cave again.

"Linglong, don't go yet. My husband asked us to wait and see what happens. Don't be impatient and wait until we see the situation." This time it was Lin Yinping who stopped her.

Linglong was a little helpless, but she still stopped in her tracks obediently, and then said seemingly indifferently.

"Yes, I can't cause trouble for my husband. With the strength of the three of us, it will be no problem. At worst, we can help Li Feiyu when the situation changes."

Even so, in their hearts, Li Feiyu was powerful and omnipotent.

On the other side, Li Feiyu felt the pressure from the old man. The two fought for many rounds, and the people from the Tianmo Sect next to him jeered from time to time.

"Li Feiyu, otherwise you just kneel down and beg for mercy! The person in front of you is the founder of our Heavenly Demon Sect. He is a hidden manuscript writer. You are not his opponent at all. Don't overestimate your capabilities! Do you think Is there anyone left in our Tianmo Sect? You have tried to bully us again and again, so I will let you die without a burial place today!”

"Well said! Li Feiyu, you better stop struggling and surrender! It was you who were always dealing with our sects in the past, but now our Huanxian Sect has also sent several masters. You can't even think of escaping this time!"

Seeing this, the Ye family monks on the side followed suit and began to taunt Li Feiyu. Especially when they saw him being beaten back and forth by the elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect, everyone was filled with joy, clapped their hands and couldn't help but insult Li Feiyu from the sidelines.

They thought that with the help of several experts this time, they would be sure to win in the crusade against Li Feiyu, so everyone was determined to win. They thought that Li Feiyu had no ability and was at the end of his rope.

At the critical moment, the situation changed.

Li Feiyu released his abilities in an instant, and the ability of the Blood Shadow Demonic Art was displayed in front of everyone. The noisy slanders and insults fell silent, and what replaced them all was the blazing flame released by Li Feiyu.

Li Feiyu sprayed out the Holy Fire of Shura from his mouth, and attacked the old man of Tianmo Sect with evil spells one after another. The old man was shocked and felt something bad.

He did not expect that Li Feiyu possessed such magic power at such a young age, and the Yin Luo Banner in Li Feiyu's hand was quickly sacrificed. In an instant, the blood evil puppets filled the row in front of Li Feiyu, blocking the old man's attack.

"You actually? Possess the blood shadow magic skill? Where did you get this skill? And how come this blood evil puppet is in your hands?"

The elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect was slightly startled at first, and then said to Li Feiyu in a questioning tone.

Because in their impression, these things belong to Gan Lao Mo.

"Of course they look familiar to you, because these things were used by the old devil, and he died in my hands, so these things naturally belong to me."

After Li Feiyu finished speaking, he was too lazy to talk to him, so he took out the Fangtian Painted Halberd. The huge Fangtian Painted Halberd in his hand released blazing energy. The old man was stunned at this moment. In terms of strength, Li Feiyu is indeed one level below the elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect, but with the blessing of these powerful magical weapons in his hands, the two are evenly matched in comparison.

In addition, Li Feiyu had the physical advantage and used magical weapons one after another. His strength was too strong.

The elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect had no way to parry. Just as he was stunned, Li Feiyu quickly drew a golden light from Fang Tian's painted halberd and flew away.

Immediately afterwards, this golden light struck at the elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect with lightning speed.

But at this moment, Li Feiyu thought he was sure of victory. A sudden black light blocked Li Feiyu's Fang Tian Hua Ji, and Li Feiyu's Fang Tian Hua Ji was bounced back.

Li Feiyu looked at the direction where the black light appeared in disbelief, and a man in black robe suddenly appeared.

At the same time, the man in black robe released blazing black flames.

Li Feiyu couldn't see clearly what the other person looked like. He could only see that the man was surrounded by black raging fire, and a ball of black flame was also dragging in his hand.

"It turns out that the Black Rakshasa is here. Thank you for your help." The old man said respectfully, clasping his fists towards the visitor.

It turns out that the man in black robe is the legendary Black Rakshasa, but no one has seen what this man looks like, and the blazing flames on his body look unfathomable.

Li Feiyu looked over coldly and said to the black Rakshasa in a neither humble nor arrogant tone.

"You're a pretentious guy. If you have the ability to reveal your true colors in Lushan, what's the point of being a coward?"

"Huang Maoer, although I have been living in seclusion for many years, I have never seen someone as arrogant as you, trying to fight against these major sects on your own. Who gave you the courage? Don't you want to live?"

"Yes, I have such strength and courage. Is there anything you can do against me?"

Li Feiyu was holding the Fangtian Painted Halberd tightly, and at the same time, the Blood Demon Pearl had appeared in his palm. Since this man was standing next to the elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect, it meant that the other party also wanted to deal with him.

If he is an enemy and not a friend, then he will never let it go.

At this time, the Xuantian weirdo who was watching the battle in the cave was shocked and turned pale when he saw this scene, with a solemn expression on his face. (End of chapter)