Mortal Cultivation: I, Li Feiyu, Cultivate Through Attributes

Li Feiyu, on the other hand, looked calm and composed, as if he had not been harmed in any way.

 Beside, the bodies of the two Huaxian girls were shaken, with a look of surprise on their faces.

 At first, the two women thought that Li Feiyu was doomed this time. Unexpectedly, after a while, things changed dramatically, which almost shocked their jaws.

 Li Feiyu didn’t want to stay here any longer, lest he attract the attention of other masters in the transformation stage or monks from the upper realm, which would bring disaster to his life.

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

Seeing this, the two immortal girls nodded, then transformed into two blue rainbows, following closely behind Li Feiyu.

At this moment, Xuan Qingzi watched Li Feiyu and Hua Xian escape, but there was nothing he could do.

 In the battle just now, more than half of his mana has been consumed, and his body has been severely injured. If he continues to chase Li Feiyu and the others, he will definitely pay a heavy price.

In desperation, he waved his hand to a group of Taiyi monks around him and said loudly: "Disciples listen to the order and immediately follow Pindao to evacuate this place."

The group of Taiyi Sect monks bent down slightly, with respectful expressions on their faces, put their hands under their lower abdomen, and said in unison: "Yes, Elder, we will obey your order."

Having said that, under the leadership of Xuan Qingzi, a group of Taiyi monks walked straight ahead along a quiet and quiet path.

At the same time, the battle between Li Feiyu and Xuan Qingzi quickly attracted the attention of the monks from the good and evil paths.

Among them, Master Qimiao, young Confucian scholar, Master Xu, Lin Yinping, the old man named Fu, Chang Zhifang, Hua Tianqi, Dahan named Yuan, Ye Yuesheng and the Ancient Blood Demon all turned into rays of escaping light. , like a burst of meteors streaking across the sky, densely packed and as fast as lightning, flying rapidly towards the place where the incident occurred.

Soon, everyone reached the sky above the lake.

However, they were still a few steps late.

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

Seeing this, the monks chatted a few words with each other to discuss possible subsequent events, and reached an agreement with each other.

 In the future, no matter which force they are from, whenever 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 seize many magic weapons from his hands.

 After that, many monks flew straight upward along one of the directions.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, a sharp light suddenly flashed in the sky, and then three figures appeared out of thin air. They were Ye Yuesheng, Huanggu Blood Demon and others.

Upon seeing this, the two cultivators of the good and evil paths, led by Qimiao Zhenren and Hua Tianqi, showed off their own magic weapons and prepared for the attack. For a while, the two sides were in a state of tension, and a fierce battle would break out at any time.

 On the other side, Li Feiyu and Hua Xian accelerated their flight and headed straight for the Yin Luo Sect's lair.

At this moment, Master Qimiao and many demonic monks never dreamed that just when they were chasing Li Feiyu, Li Feiyu had already thought of destroying the Yinluo Sect.

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

Several Yinluo Sect monks became angry and pulled out their swords from their waists, rushed to Li Feiyu and surrounded him.

Li Feiyu had no expression on his face and glanced at the group of Yinluo Sect monks indifferently, as if he were looking at a group of dead people, without any disturbance in his heart.

The leader of the Nascent Soul stage monk snorted coldly, his eyes shot out a cold light, pointed at Li Feiyu and said: "Boy, we are the inner disciples of Yin Luo Sect. Within a radius of a hundred miles, do you dare to provoke Yin Luo?" None of the monks in the sect will have a good end. You better not meddle in other people's business and go wherever you come 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 devil Qian of Yinluo Sect is already dead, but you still dare to make trouble here, you are really impatient to live!"

The Nascent Soul stage monk held his head high, put his hands behind his back, and snorted heavily from his nostrils. He didn't take Li Feiyu seriously at all, and said loudly: "Boy, although Elder Qian has passed away, but within this sect, There is also the mastermind Fang Zongzhu. His cultivation is so advanced that he can be wiped out with a wave of his hand! If you are wise, get out of here immediately!"

Li Feiyu said: "In broad daylight, you are openly teasing two decent women. How can I not save them? What's more, when the road is rough, drawing a sword to help is what a chivalrous man should do."

Hearing this, a Jindan-level monk next to him took two steps and looked Li Feiyu up and down. Seeing that his aura was mediocre, as if he was a Nascent Soul-level monk, he couldn't help but feel a sense of contempt in his heart, and said sarcastically: "Okay, stinky Boy, since you won’t drink the fine wine during the toast, and won’t shed tears until you see the coffin, then we will help you and let you go to the underworld to meet your grandma!”

After speaking, he looked around and waved his hand: "Brothers, come together and give this boy a good lesson!"

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

Li Feiyu shook his sleeves and released an unrivaled powerful gust of wind, which was as fast as lightning and sent the group of Yinluo Sect monks flying away.

 “Ah…ah…”

With a cry of pain, the Yinluo Sect monks were shattered into pieces, their flesh and blood flying everywhere, like kites with broken strings, they fell lightly to the ground and gradually lost consciousness.

Seeing that scene, the leading Nascent Soul Stage monk and the Golden Core Stage monk all showed a look of fear on their faces, their bodies began to tremble, and they couldn't help but gasp in their hearts, and they no longer dared to attack. Li Feiyu turned into a ray of light and flew away quickly.

Li Feiyu raised his eyebrows, shook the storage bag at his waist, and immediately two flying swords flew out, chasing the two monks in the direction of escape.

 The next moment, the sword flashed and blood spattered into the sky.

The two monks stagnated, with painful expressions on their faces. A long and thin sword mark appeared in the heart, and a pool of bright red blood flowed out from the wound, and they fell straight down. (End of chapter)