Urban Witcher

Li Haoran is worthy of being a strong man who beheaded two corpses and crossed the catastrophe by reincarnation.

Because the space on the spire is very narrow, after the three of them stood still, there was basically no extra space. Although this is the air realm, anyone with a little cultivation can fly in the air here, but they have no roots under their feet, so it is impossible to maintain a long-term offensive, otherwise these people would have been flying all over the sky. Therefore, there is only one choice left for the rest of the sky powerhouses: Daofeng.

Daofeng was surrounded by a group of people, and he was able to be seen by the three of Ye Shaoyang because he was standing on a pile of corpses. These corpses included monks, Taoist priests, and some monsters. The blood on the ground flowed into rivers, although it was not the blood of corpses. Hai, this scene looks shocking.

Seeing this scene, Ye Shaoyang thought of two words: Tu Shan.

Daofeng was surrounded in the middle, with full firepower, and used all the magic tools and spells that could be used. Facing the siege of the crowd, he did not lose the wind at all, and the shots were very hot. From time to time, one person was blown out , death or injury.

On a low hill at the side of the valley, several people were meditating or breathing out. Ye Shaoyang saw Li Shan's old mother at a glance, and Su Mo was also in the middle. No need, these were injured by Daofeng and are recovering with all their strength.

Only then did Ye Shaoyang know that Li Shan's old mother had already lost. There are some elite disciples who look like they are dressed in the clothes and are protecting the Dharma, waiting in full force.

Looking at Daofeng again, his hair is scattered, his clothes are torn, his face and body are covered with wounds, but his eyes are bloody, his expression is cruel and full of evil, which makes people shudder.

Daofeng spotted him in the crowd, his eyes flashed, and he shouted, "What are you doing back here!"

"Help you!" Ye Shaoyang replied very simply.

"Childish!" Daofeng cursed, but there was a hint of gentleness in his eyes.

In the end...it was not in vain to treat him well.

Such a conversation between the two caught the attention of the besiegers, and those who were already on the periphery and couldn't get in touch with Daofeng immediately swarmed towards Ye Shaoyang and the others.

The three of Ye Shaoyang immediately stood back to back, each responsible for the enemy in different directions, and launched a defense.

"What to do!" Sibao asked. He wasn't afraid, but he knew that the purpose of Ye Shaoyang's trip was to save Daofeng and Yang Gongzi, not to kill people, but now he was trapped in a tight siege, and he was a little at a loss for a while. Fortunately, this way, it can be regarded as sharing a lot of pressure for Daofeng.

"Procrastinate first, we have to wait for Daofeng to save himself, otherwise we have nothing to do."

The three came prepared, and each of them used their strongest means. They were besieged by a few grandmasters and some elite disciples of their respective sects. It would be no problem to support them for a while.

"Yeah!"

Hearing the roar, Ye Shaoyang turned his head to look, Daofeng was holding a whip in his hand, and kept smashing down on the people around him, and there was a monk who couldn't dodge, and was smashed by Daofeng's whip, and immediately lost his soul.

"Master, why are there so many senior masters, but still can't catch a Daofeng?" A Lishan disciple was horrified when he saw the scene before him, and said in Lishan's mother's ear.

Old Mother Li Shan had vomited for two weeks, her injuries were no problem, but it would take a certain amount of time to recover the qi in her body, and she couldn't have the strength to fight the strong for a while, so she could only watch the battle from the sidelines.

Li Shan's old mother has seriously thought about the question raised by this disciple.

For those who besieged him, there were quite a few sect masters, some of them were masters of one sect, although they were a little worse than those like Fairy Yaoguang and Old Mother Li Shan, but in terms of hard power, as long as there were three or four people fighting together, Daofeng is no match no matter how strong he is.

"In a real battle, it's not just hard power." Li Shan's old mother looked at the god-killing Dao Feng and sighed, "If it's hard power, I won't lose to him, but...the space has been peaceful for too long gone."

The disciple blinked his eyes twice and said, "My disciple is dull, I don't understand the relationship between the two?"

"Although the space has always been intrigues, but it is playing tricks. For hundreds of years, there has not been any large-scale war, especially us old guys, who have been at ease for too long. We have been concentrating on cultivation and pursuing mana. Progress, but gradually lost the fighting instinct."

"Battle... instinct?"

"Daofeng preached the Tao from the world until he created the Valley of the Wind in Huangquan. He has been fighting and has never stopped. He does not know how many times ahead of us in terms of fighting skills. This is the first, and the second...he is not afraid die."

Although there were many people besieging him, none of them possessed Daofeng's ferocious aura that was not afraid of death. Especially after seeing the tragic death of his companions, he was even more stimulated and fearful, which invisibly weakened his aura.

The disciple observed for a while, nodded slightly and said, "I seem to understand a little bit."

Li Shan's old mother said: "That's right, look at them. When they saw the tragic death of their classmate, their aura immediately dropped greatly. Daofeng killed people, but his aura became more and more crazy, and it was already unstoppable. This is the gap between us practitioners and him."

The disciple hesitated and said: "But, isn't Daofeng a disciple of Xuanqing Mountain? Why is there such a big gap with us?"

Li Shan's old mother took a look at this disciple who liked to ask questions, and said, "What is the purpose of your cultivation?"

The disciple was stunned for a moment, bowed his head a little shyly and said: "Prove Hunyuan Dao..."

"That's right, a practitioner must have this Dao Heart. But what about after proving the Hunyuan Dao?"

The disciple was stunned, thought for a while, and shook his head. He didn't even know what Hunyuan Dao was, let alone what he would do after proving the Dao. He hadn't thought about it at all.

"The disciple is stupid..."

"You are not stupid, and even I don't know what to do if you really prove the Tao. But the Taoism is different. The purpose of his practice is to kill people. Even if he proves the Tao, he still kills people!"

The disciple was stunned. "Is this... still a cultivator?"

"I don't know if it's true, but I can see that he was born for killing and robbery!"

The purpose of practice is to kill! This is what Li Shan's old mother can see. As for the meaning behind this killing, even she cannot see it.

Daofeng made a gap in the encirclement, people flew out, and rushed to Ye Shaoyang first, he was not as merciful as Ye Shaoyang, he just slaughtered all the way, wounded and killed several people.

"The Map of Mountains and Rivers!" Daofeng stretched out his hand to Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he wanted the Shanhe Sheji map for, but he had no choice but to give it to him.

Daofeng turned and left, ran towards the pagoda, jumped up, filed upwards, rushed to the top of the pagoda, hit the top of Li Haoran's head with the magic whip.