Establish a long-lived family from the son-in-law

Chapter 434: Self-destruction of magic weapon, chase for three thousand miles!
"If your Sima family is willing to pay sufficient compensation, my Lu family can accept the peace talks and stop here."

Ling Zixiao looked cold and majestic as he stared at Sima Laozu in the talisman formation and said indifferently.

She didn't kill him directly, not because she was afraid of a lose-lose situation.

It would be more in line with their own interests to simply suppress the Sima ancestor in front of them through Lu Ping'an, establish their authority, and then punish the Sima family.

At present, the Lujia Chamber of Commerce still faces many problems in its attempt to expand into the market.

With Lu Ping'an's fake Dan combat power as a deterrent, things will be much smoother.

Moreover, it is very troublesome to purchase a shop in Dafang City.

Because shops in good locations are cash cows, no one is willing to sell them.

If we start through the Sima family, it will be much simpler.

Moreover, among the six major families in Qingyun Territory, except for the Jin family, a later Jin family that has a shallow foundation in Qingyun Sect, the other five families have been operating for hundreds of years.

If the fighting process is too shocking, it might attract the attention of Qingyun Sect.

"I am willing to offer three hundred thousand spirit stones of natural treasures as compensation."

Sima Laozu said in a deep voice.

Three hundred thousand spirit stones is not a small amount for any family.

However, he offered this price because he thought Ling Zixiao was unwilling to fight with his family, so giving him a way out was enough.

However, when Ling Zixiao heard this, he immediately made a hand gesture, activated the third-level talisman on the talisman array, and rushed towards Sima Patriarch.

"Boom!"

Patriarch Sima quickly pushed his spiritual weapon in the bowl to its limit to resist the attack.

However, the body's protective spiritual shield and the bowl body were all shattered by this divine thunder talisman.

"Ling Zixiao, please don't push me too far. I am willing to make compensation!"

"If you push me too far, I will just explode my own elixir!"

Patriarch Sima shouted sternly.

He felt extremely aggrieved that his own Jindan seed was killed and he had to apologize.

Under such circumstances, Ling Zixiao still took ruthless action without any agreement. Did he really think that he, the fake Dan Ancestor, had no face?
So he made some harsh remarks to fight for bargaining power.

"Self-destruction and pill formation!?"

When Lu Ruyi, Zhou Datong, Lu Lingxiao and others heard this, they were all shocked and frightened by Sima Patriarch.

The Jindan cultivator self-destructs his true elixir with terrifying power.

Although the Sima ancestor in front of him is a fake elixir real person, the power of his inner elixir's self-detonation is extraordinary.

However, Ling Zixiao's face was cold and he was not intimidated by Sima Laozu's words at all.

"You're pushing me too far? You, the Sima family, are provoking me like this, just wanting to settle the feud with a mere 300,000 spirit stones. If this matter gets out, won't everyone know that Bihu Mountain is easy to bully?"

"So, Patriarch Sima should keep these 300,000 spirit stones for himself."

"As for the self-destructing pill, I want to see how powerful your Sima Patriarch's fake pill is and whether it can break my talisman formation!"

Ling Zixiao's beautiful eyes are bright, clear and cold, and his dignified and elegant face gives people a sense of inviolable sacred majesty.

The self-destruction of a Jindan cultivator is indeed extraordinary.

But how many people can achieve these four words "light and airy"?
Even ants value their lives.

Unless they are in a truly desperate situation, how many people would choose to self-destruct their Dan?

What’s more, there is another saying in the world of immortal cultivation.

After the death of a Jindan cultivator, he will be reincarnated with a wisp of soul, and will cultivate again in the future to awaken his innate wisdom.

Once the elixir is formed, the body and soul will all be destroyed along with the elixir. From then on, there will be no trace of it in the world, and there will be no possibility of reincarnation.

Although reincarnation is illusory for cultivators, it is uncertain whether it exists.

However, few monks who have cultivated to this level can give up the idea of ​​reincarnation.

Moreover, the ancestor Sima in front of him admitted his defeat even though he was not seriously injured. It was obvious that he was not the kind of strong-willed person who would self-destruct if he said so!
However, Ling Zixiao had the confidence to threaten like this because of the Thousand-Faced Fox Puppet given to him by Lu Changsheng.

Otherwise, if Patriarch Sima really gave up and destroyed the fake pill himself, they would be in great danger.

As Ling Zixiao spoke, three third-level talismans flew out from his sleeves.

These three talismans were not integrated into the talisman formation, but just hovered in front of him.

The third-level talisman consumes a lot of mana and spiritual consciousness.

She was only at the fourth level of foundation building. If her spiritual awareness was not comparable to that of the peak of foundation building, it would be difficult for her to control the talisman formation and activate the third-level talisman at the same time.

Patriarch Sima looked at the three talismans, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he said in a deep voice: "I wonder what kind of compensation Madam Lu wants before she is willing to stop?"

"You, Xuanwu Mountain, must pay a compensation of one million spiritual stones, three spiritual lands, and I can choose any thirty shops in your market. All trading points will be opened, and you must not retaliate against Bihu Mountain for a hundred years."

Ling Zixiao's skirt fluttered, and her pleasant voice carried an unquestionable majesty.

"hiss!"

When Lu Ruyi, who was standing next to her, heard this, she looked at her aunt and took a deep breath.

She remembered that the Sima family had only six sacred sites, including Xuanwu Ridge, but her aunt actually asked for three.

There are also one million spirit stones, thirty shops in the market town, and an open trading base.

Even she felt that her aunt's request was too high.

"This is impossible!"

Patriarch Sima immediately roared, and his whole body was filled with fake Dan-level spiritual pressure.

If Lu Ping'an hadn't stood in front of him, preventing him from breaking the formation, he would have wanted to beat Ling Zixiao to death with a ruler.

It's unbelievable that she could say such a condition.

Even though the Sima family is a fake elixir family with a thousand years of heritage and a strong foundation, they cannot come up with a million spirit stones at once.

What's more, there are three sacred places, thirty shops and other humiliating treaties.

"Since it's impossible, there's no need to talk about it."

Ling Zixiao didn't expect the other party to agree directly.

Negotiation is a game between two parties.

After suppressing the other party, the conditions can be negotiated slowly.

As he spoke, a third-level talisman formation merged into the talisman formation and rushed towards Sima Patriarch.

"Boom!"

This talisman attack caused the bowl on Sima Patriarch's head to shatter, his skin to be charred, and his robe to be torn.

"Clang!"

Lu Ping'an took advantage of this opportunity and suddenly punched out with a golden fist, causing the Pingtian ruler in front of him to tremble, and causing the magic power and blood in Sima Patriarch's body to surge, and a trickle of blood flowed out of his mouth.

"Buzzing—"

At this time, a thick frost surged in the talisman formation, and vines spread towards Sima Laozu, trying to suppress him.

"My Sima family is willing to give 300,000 spirit stones and a spiritual land!"

Patriarch Sima clasped his hands together and sacrificed a tortoise shell magic weapon to form a spiritual shield. In front of him, the Pingtian ruler was shining with black light, and he shouted with great power.

Ling Zixiao was tall and slender, with her skirt fluttering, but she was not moved at all and continued to make hand gestures with her hands, looking very imposing.

"And three more fine shops."

Although Sima Laozu admitted defeat, his momentum was not weakened at all, and he revealed the majesty of a superior.

"not enough!"

Ling Zixiao had a calm expression, an arrogant aura, and looked unparalleled.

Lu Ruyi, Lu Lingxiao and others standing nearby were terrified.

This is the high and mighty fake Dan Zhenren.

The other party has already surrendered, but my aunt and mother are still so majestic and domineering, and refuse to back down even a little.

However, when Lu Lingxiao looked at his mother's domineering and arrogant appearance, he didn't know why, but an indescribable throbbing surged in his heart, as if a seed had sprouted in his heart.

I think this is what a real man should do!

"Fake Dan Zhenren, nothing more than that!"

There was a faint golden glow in the depths of Lu Lingxiao's pupils. Looking at Sima Patriarch in the talisman formation, he suddenly felt that the fake Dan Zhenren was nothing special.

Even the Jindan Zhenren and Yuanying Zhenjun are only a few levels higher than himself in cultivation.

Sooner or later, I will be able to surpass others!

Why should we feel that someone is superior to us and feel fear and awe just because of his level of cultivation?

"It is easy to defeat a thief in the mountains, but it is hard to defeat a thief in one's heart!"

Lu Lingxiao murmured in his heart, remembering what his master had said before.

Cultivation means cultivating the mind.

The strength of the mind is sometimes more important than cultivation!
You can be in awe of high-level monks, but you cannot be afraid of them.

As thoughts surged in his mind, Lu Lingxiao actually felt an inexplicable throbbing in his dragon-roar body, causing the "Suzaku Burning Heaven Art" to start working.

"You guys from Bihu Mountain are so greedy, do you really think you can take advantage of me?"

"Today, I will self-destruct and form my elixir. No one will have an easy time!"

Patriarch Sima knew that the initiative was now in Ling Zixiao's hands and he had no bargaining power at all.

He immediately roared with a ferocious look on his face, and a terrifying power suddenly rose from his body, like a red sun.

"Be safe and be careful!"

Ling Zixiao's calm and indifferent face changed slightly, and he didn't dare to bet whether the other party was really going to self-destruct.

He immediately made hand gestures, making the talisman formation take on the shape of a sky-covered defensive formation.

At this moment, Lu Ping'an also activated a third-level defensive talisman in his arms.

"Third level talisman!"

When Sima Laozu saw Lu Ping'an's behavior, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt a little regretful.

Then there was a fierce look in his eyes, and the ruler in front of him, which was shining brightly with black light, suddenly exploded like a dark sun.

He did not self-destruct the fake pill.

Instead, he self-destructed the magic weapon 'Ping Tian Chi'!
How could he, a real fake pill master and a local ancestor, really self-destruct and perish together with a few foundation-building cultivators! ?
"Rumble--"

The dazzling black light submerged the talisman formation. Faced with such a situation, even though Lu Ping'an had a third-level talisman to protect him, he kept retreating and sacrificed a defensive magic weapon.

Ling Zixiao hurriedly moved the formation plate to block and suppress this terrifying force.

Lu Lingxiao, Lu Ruyi and Zhou Datong who were standing beside them also took action, trying their best to block the aftermath of the magic power leaked from the formation.

"Uuuuuu——"

"Cough cough cough-"

Even though the aftermath was suppressed by Lu Ping'an, Ling Zixiao, Lu Lingxiao and others, the noise still made the caravan's pack animals and the Lu family's children's blood boil and their faces turned pale.

"This kind of power is so terrifying!"

“The person who fought with Lu Ping’an was indeed the fake Dan ancestor of the Sima family!”

“The dignified ancestor of the fake pill was actually forced to this point by the Lu family!”

"The Lu family set up the formation in advance, as well as the talisman formation and other means. This is because they expected that the Sima family would have a fake Dan Zhenren coming."

"It seems that the four Sima heroes died at the hands of the Lu family before, otherwise, the fake Dan Zhenren of the Sima family would not have acted so easily!"

"I didn't expect that Ling Zixiao not only knows the art of formation, but also the art of talisman formation."

"The main reason is that Lu Ping'an hid it too well. He could actually fight against the fake Dan Zhenren with his body refinement!"

The monks who were watching from afar were all filled with shock and amazement.

If they had not seen it with their own eyes, they would not have believed that Lu Ping'an, who was rumored to have only the combat power of the middle stage of foundation building, could actually fight against the fake Dan Zhenren.

"Boom boom boom——"

At this moment, the talisman formation was riddled with holes by the power of this magic weapon.

"go!"

Patriarch Sima’s face was pale and his breath was weak. He grabbed Sima Tai inside the bronze bell, looked at the broken talisman formation, and turned into a divine rainbow and shot out.

Although the power of the magic weapon's self-detonation was astonishing, it successfully broke the talisman formation.

But this Pingtian ruler is his natal magic weapon.

Now his self-explosion has caused him great damage to his vitality and damaged his foundation.

"Want to leave!"

Ling Zixiao was in charge of the formation at this time and immediately signaled the Thousand-Faced Fox Puppet to take action.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, Sima Laozu, who had just rushed out of the talisman formation, felt a blunt knife chopping at his head. His mind trembled violently and he felt dizzy and dazed.

"What kind of method is this!?"

He didn't have time to think, so he quickly practiced his skills to relieve the dizziness and continued to escape.

"Stab!"

However, at this moment, Lu Ping'an, with golden skin and wearing tattered silver armor, rushed towards them like a cannonball.

"Boom!"

Sima Laozu, who was already weak, was suddenly rushed forward, staggered and spit out blood.

"Uncle, leave quickly!"

Seeing this, Sima Tai, who was weak and covered with wounds, gritted his teeth and stood in front of Lu Ping'an despite his injuries.

He saw that his ancestor was at the end of his strength.

In this situation, it would be impossible for the two of them to escape together.

If the ancestor was really captured by Bihu Mountain, or died at the hands of the Lu family, it would be bad news for his family.

So for the sake of his family, he decided to sacrifice himself and buy time for his ancestor.

"it is good."

Patriarch Sima knew that he could not hesitate at this time, so he slapped his spirit pet bag, and a black-scaled eagle appeared. He knelt on it and tried to escape.

But at this moment.

"call out!"

Not far away, the talisman in Lu Lingxiao's hand emitted a strong fluctuation of magical power, and a small jade knife emerged.

"puff!"

The jade knife was like an invisible streak of light, suddenly shooting out, cutting through the void, and slashing on the black-scaled eagle wings of Sima Laozu, with blood splattering in the sky.

The black-scaled eagle let out a mournful cry and nearly fell from the sky. It flapped its wings wildly and continued to soar, but its speed was obviously much slower.

"Damn it!"

When Sima Patriarch saw this scene, he suddenly turned around, his eyes red, and looked at Ling Zixiao with murderous intent.

I didn't expect that the other party had so many methods besides formations, talisman formations, and third-level talismans.

Not only did he hurt his spiritual consciousness, but he also had this top-level talisman!
"It's a pity that my husband's Thousand-Faced Fox Puppet can't attack head-on, otherwise there wouldn't be any need for such trouble."

Ling Zixiao looked at Sima Patriarch calmly with her beautiful eyes.

Now the Thousand-Faced Fox Puppet is in the carriage and can only attack through simple spiritual techniques.

Moreover, it has to be disguised as a rare treasure, which greatly reduces its power.

Otherwise, if he attacked head-on, he would be able to make Patriarch Sima sink into the illusion.

"kill!"

Lu Ping'an rushed towards Sima Tai who was blocking his way.

He was also a little tired at this time, and his breathing was disordered.

But the condition of Sima Tai in front of him was many times worse than his.

A punch was thrown out, and the bronze bell of Simatai suddenly rang. His pale face suddenly turned pale, and blood flowed from all his orifices.

But he still drove the bronze bell to intercept Lu Pingan.

He also used some secret technique to suppress his injuries and buy time for his ancestor.

"Whoosh-"

Lu Lingxiao, holding the Jade Knife Talisman, suddenly soared into the sky and charged towards Sima Tai, shouting, "Brother, leave this to us! Go chase after that old thief Sima!"

Seeing this, Lu Ruyi and Zhou Datong also surrounded Sima Tai in front of them.

"it is good!"

Lu Ping'an looked in the direction of the Sima family's ancestor, and his figure shot out like a ray of golden light, tearing through layers of air at lightning speed.

"Be safe, make some noise, and let as many people as possible see it."

Ling Zixiao sent a voice message to Lu Pingan.

After that, he groaned for a moment, and then sent a voice message to Qianmian Fox Puppet, "Qianmian, be careful, follow Ping An and go over to take a look."

As the words fell, the Thousand-Faced Fox Puppet in the carriage followed Lu Ping'an silently.

"Damn it!"

Patriarch Sima knelt on the back of the black-scaled eagle and looked grim when he saw Lu Ping'an chasing him.

The magical power in his palm surged and was input into the black-scaled eagle's body, causing the spiritual bird to suddenly shoot out.

Seeing this, Lu Ping'an took out a divine wind talisman from his storage bag.

The golden body was suddenly surrounded by a blue whirlwind, which swept across the air like lightning in the roar, raising a long hurricane behind it, and chased after Sima Laozu.

"This, this, this"

The onlookers from other forces were all horrified when they saw this scene.

I didn't expect that the fake Dan ancestor of the Sima family would be beaten so miserably.

Now he is being hunted by Lu Pingan.

You know, this fake Dan ancestor has been famous for a long time.

It is not a new fake elixir like Jin Zuan.

However, no matter whether they were on good terms with the Sima family or had grievances with Bihu Mountain, they had no intention of intervening.

This kind of battle is not something they can interfere with at all.

"boom!"

When Lu Ping'an saw that it was almost time, the Black Dragon Halberd appeared in his hand and he suddenly threw it towards Sima Laozu.

"Whoosh!"

The Black Dragon Halberd was like a lurking dragon, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, bursting out with a terrifying force that made the Black Scale Eagle scream and roar, and blood splattered from one of its wings.

"Damn it."

Upon seeing this, Patriarch Sima clasped his hands together and patted his chest as if to suppress his injuries. He put away the Black Scale Eagle and transformed himself into a black divine rainbow that shot out.

Lu Pingan chased after him relentlessly.

A few quarters of an hour later.

Patriarch Sima knew that he couldn't maintain this state for too long.

Flying in the sky like this, he was like a sitting duck and it was difficult to shake off Lu Ping'an, so he dived into the mountains below.

Seeing this, Lu Ping'an chased after him.

"Ok?"

Lu Ping'an had just landed and looked around at the lush jungle, but did not see any trace of Sima Laozu.

He realized that the other party was using some secret technique to conceal his figure and aura.

He scanned with his spiritual sense, but found no clues.

"The fake Dan Zhenren really has many tricks up his sleeve."

Lu Ping'an knew that the other party was nearby.

After a moment of thought, he slapped his pet bag, and a huge golden mouse appeared.

It was the treasure-hunting rat given to him by his father Lu Changsheng.

"Do you smell this?"

Lu Ping'an took out a fragment of Pingtian ruler and asked the other party to look for the breath of Sima Patriarch.

"Chi chi chi——"

The spirit-seeking rat sniffed, and then sniffed the scent that Lu Ping'an had acquired when he was fighting with Sima Laozu, and immediately pointed cautiously at a big tree in front of him.

"boom!"

Lu Ping'an's fist glowed with golden light as he suddenly blasted towards the big tree in front.

"boom--"

The big tree exploded and turned into sawdust all over the sky.

A black afterimage suddenly flew up and fled in another direction.

Seeing this, Lu Ping'an continued to chase.

In this way, the two of them chased each other.

Three thousand miles away in the southern part of Jiulian Mountain, among the vast mountains, there is a medium-sized market called "Yanyu Market", which is a base for independent cultivators established by two independent cultivators who have established their foundation.

Although it is only a small or medium-sized market, the two owners are both independent cultivators who attach great importance to rules and management. In addition, there are many monsters to be hunted in these vast mountains, so it is quite popular among independent cultivators.

"Third Uncle, I heard that this owner of the Tobacco House has the hope of achieving fake elixir in the future. Is this true?"

On a spirit boat stood an old man and several young men, boys and girls.

One of the girls asked the old man.

"This owner of the Yanfang is indeed a genius. He has already cultivated to the sixth level of foundation building at the age of 100, but it is very difficult for him to break through the false elixir."

“Even if this Master Yan can cultivate to the peak of foundation building before the age of 150, to break through the false pill, he needs the help of a third-level demon pill. How can such a demon pill be so easy to obtain?”

The old man heard this and shook his head.

"Master Yan Fang runs such a big market, making a fortune every day, but he still can't afford to buy a third-level demon pill?"

A young boy said in surprise.

"The third-level demon pill is in short supply, and it will be sold for at least hundreds of thousands of spirit stones."

The old man touched the boy's head and chuckled, saying, "If it was so easy to obtain, how could there be only six fake Dan families in our Qingyun Realm?"

"Third Uncle, does the Lu Patriarch in Bihu Mountain have any hope of obtaining the third-level demon pill and breaking through the fake pill?"

"I heard that this Patriarch Lu not only practices joint cultivation techniques with his Taoist companion, comparable to a fake pill master, but is also a second-level talisman master and alchemist."

The girl continued to ask.

Nowadays, the name of Bihu Mountain is known to almost everyone in Qingyun.

"This Lord Lu should have great hope."

The old man stroked his beard and said slowly, "But the tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. The rise of Bihu Mountain is too fast and too strong. Now that a chamber of commerce has been established, I am afraid that it will be targeted by many family forces."

"So, it's not easy for this Lu Shan Lord to break through the fake pill."

"And it is rumored that this Lord Lu has used all his resources to cultivate the foundation of his family, resulting in a lack of spiritual stone resources at home, which is why there have been so many big moves recently."

At his age, he likes to tell the younger generations in his family about his early experiences and his insights into the world of immortal cultivation.

"Okay, we'll be at the Yanyufang Market soon. When you attend the auction, don't talk nonsense. If you have anything to say, ask me in private."

The old man looked ahead at the market town where spiritual light was flowing among the mountains, and gave instructions aloud.

However, just as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a surge of terrifying pressure coming towards him.

He tilted his head and looked.

I saw a black rainbow light flying in the air.

Then a golden light filled with wind and thunder followed closely behind.

"Boom!"

The black rainbow light saw the spirit boat and suddenly raised his hand and waved.

Even a simple wave of the hand could stir up an overwhelming force of energy, causing the spirit boat to become unstable and overturn.

"what--"

"Third uncle!"

The monks on the spirit boat screamed in surprise.

At this moment, in the golden light surging with wind and thunder, a tall and burly young man wearing a tattered silver armor appeared.

He raised his hand to steady the spirit boat. After stabilizing the spirit boat, he suddenly shot out again and chased after the black rainbow light.

"Gulu!"

"Gulu."

The boys and girls on the spirit boat, including the old man, all felt dry in the throat and looked confused and scared.

"Third Uncle, what happened just now?"

After a moment, a young man looked at the almost disappeared black rainbow light and the golden light of wind and thunder, and said in confusion.

The old man didn't say anything, he was still in shock.

"The person who just held up our spirit boat, I seem to have seen him somewhere before."

A young girl on the spirit boat swallowed and spoke.

After a long time, he suddenly exclaimed: "I remember, he seems to be the eldest son of Patriarch Lu of Bihu Mountain, Lu Ping'an!"

These two beams of light naturally belonged to Sima Laozu and Lu Pingan.

When it comes to the art of escape, Patriarch Sima is usually far better than Lu Ping'an.

But now, Patriarch Sima’s magic weapon exploded, causing great damage to his vitality, which seriously affected his flying ability.

Although Sima Laozu used various means to get rid of Lu Pingan along the way.

But Lu Ping'an can always find him through other means.

In addition to the spirit-seeking rat, there is also a second-level flying bird - the Silver-winged Golden Falcon, and several talismans.

Under such circumstances, Sima Laozu's injuries became more and more serious, and he could no longer suppress his injuries by relying on secret methods.

Even if he escapes back to his family now, he doesn't know how many rare treasures he will need to consume before he can recover.

The most serious thing was that after his own magic weapon detonated, his inner elixir was forced to mobilize magic power and perform secret techniques, causing slight cracks to appear.

"Boom boom boom!"

Lu Ping'an pursued him relentlessly, occasionally shooting a second-level low-grade talisman at Sima Laozu.

Although the second-level low-grade talisman cannot cause any harm to a fake Dan Zhenren like Sima Laozu.

But now and then.

"Damn it!"

Feeling the pain in his body, meridians, dantian, and fake elixir, Sima Laozu's face, as pale as paper, showed anxiety.

He knew that if he continued like this, his inner elixir would really break.

Once the inner elixir breaks, the chaotic and violent demonic power inside will rush out, and even if he doesn't die, he will be crippled.

"Friend Lu, you are seriously injured now. It will be useless to continue chasing you. It is better to give up now."

"As long as you let me go, I am still willing to swear a Taoist oath."

Sima Laozu had already put aside his pride at this time and begged for mercy, hoping that Lu Pingan would stop.

Lu Pingan turned a deaf ear to this.

If his aunt had not instructed him to make a bigger noise, he could have suppressed Sima Patriarch with the help of talismans and the Silver-winged Golden Falcon.

Why pursue for so long?

"That's almost it."

At this time, Lu Ping'an saw a place in the distance covered with spiritual light, which looked like a market town in a small town, and thought to himself.

It is said that delay leads to change.

If we delay too long and allow more people from the Sima family or allies of the Sima family to appear, it will be very troublesome.

"boom!"

Lu Ping'an's figure was emitting golden light rising into the sky, with wind and thunder filling his body. He suddenly approached Sima Laozu, and his golden fist smashed down like a drum from a god or demon, stirring up a lot of energy.

"puff!"

Sima Laozu, who was wrapped in a black light, immediately fell from the air with blood gushing out of his mouth.

“This is the fake Dan Zhenren!”

"Fake Dan fighting, quickly activate the formation!"

At this moment, this kind of battle and the movement of magical powers also made many people in Yanyufang City look up at the sky.

The owner of the Yanfang in the market town noticed the two auras and immediately used all his strength to operate the formation, covering the market town.

They were afraid that this kind of battle would spread to their own market.

After all, when gods fight, mortals suffer.

If two fake Dan monks fought in their own market, the market would be half destroyed and it would take decades to recover.

"I am from the Sima family of Xuanwu Mountain, Sima Tong. If fellow Taoists from the market can activate the formation and help me resolve the crisis, my Sima family will definitely reward you handsomely afterwards!"

Now facing a life-and-death crisis, Patriarch Sima no longer cared about his face and shouted for help directly towards Yanyufang City.

Even if this market cannot stop Lu Ping'an, he can take the opportunity to get rid of the other party.

"Xuanwu Ridge Sima Family!?"

"Sima Tong, is this person the fake Dan ancestor of the Sima family?"

“Who is this person who actually hunted down the Sima family’s fake Dan Patriarch to this extent!”

Eighty percent of the people in Yanyufang City are independent cultivators.

Even though they didn't have much experience, they had heard of the great name of the Sima family of Xuanwu Ridge.

When they heard this, they all exclaimed and talked about it.

"This is a feud between our Bihu Mountain and the Sima family. Please don't interfere."

Although Lu Ping'an's breathing was disordered, he was still full of vigor, his voice was powerful and full of energy.

"Bihushan Lu family?"

"What? This person is actually from the Lu family in Bihu Mountain?"

"When did the Lu family have such a great cultivator who could beat the Sima family's fake Dan Patriarch like this!"

When the monks in the market heard Lu Ping'an's words, they exclaimed again.

Although the Lu family of Bihu Mountain is not as famous as the Sima family of Xuanwu Ridge.

But the names of mountain master Lu Changsheng and Lu Miaoge are also well-known in Qingyun area.

Many independent cultivators regard Lu Changsheng as their goal.

"Xuanwu Ridge, Bihu Mountain"

On the Misty Rain Peak, the owner of the Yanfang looked at the situation outside and murmured to himself.

She originally thought that if the evil cultivator had a grudge against the Sima family, she could lend a hand and perhaps get a chance.

But after hearing this, I immediately chose to give up.

After all, if a small market like theirs were to intervene in such a feud between the two families, it would be simply courting death.

"This Sima Patriarch must not die in my Yanyufang City, otherwise someone from the Sima family will come and blame us for not saving him, what will happen?"

Yufangzhu looked at the commotion outside, a bit of nervousness showing on his face.

Fortunately, both of them were in poor condition.

The old man who claimed to be the ancestor of the Sima family was attacked by the tall young man with golden skin. After a while, he was completely unable to fight back and was then tied up with a rope magic weapon.

The young man did not stay long. After using several methods on the old man, he took the old man away on a flying bird.

(End of this chapter)