A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

This token is the personal token of the Wang Sect Leader. With it, you can temporarily issue orders to the disciples below the elder. And this fat man is the Wang Sect Leader's personal confidant. I heard that he is a relatively close cousin, so if the Wang Sect Leader has All messages and orders are conveyed through this person.

Not long ago, this man was hurriedly given this token by Master Wang, and he came here with the order to invite Elder Li to go up the mountain to discuss matters. But after the fat man passed the order, he felt that it was too hard to come down from Sunset Peak and rush back immediately, so he relied on his favor and insisted on staying in Li's house to rest for a while before returning to the peak.

Elder Li had no choice but to agree to him, but he did not dare to neglect, and hurried to Sunset Peak with Zhang Xiuer and several other disciples.

As a result, not long after, big changes occurred on the mountain. The fat man was extremely timid, and naturally he was even more reluctant to go back alone.

The people in the yard were the family members of the nearby Qixuanmen clan. Most of them didn't know much about martial arts. Therefore, with the noise of chaos, these people all panicked and didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, Ma Rong was very decisive. He quickly asked the more than 20 men left behind by Li Feiyu for help, and gathered these people together to prevent them from running around in the dark and encountering any accidents.

Because this place is relatively remote, and the houses were built in a mountain col, so although they heard the sound of alarms and shouts of killing, the people here had no idea about the specific things happening outside.

So after Ma Rong finished all this, he planned to send some people outside to inquire about the news. This fat man with no martial arts skills appeared again at this moment. Not only did he prevent the attempt to explore the enemy's situation, he also relied on the token to take away Ma Rong's command over the disciples of the Wai Ren Hall, and then planned to tighten the Here, nothing is done as if to hide one's ears and steal the bell.

Ma Rongke knew the importance of understanding the enemy's situation. He argued with the opponent several times, but this fat man, who was extremely afraid of death, used the king's leader's token to suppress him. Ma Rong even went to investigate in person. It's not allowed. It seems that he regards Ma Rong as a protective tool to save his life.

Just like that, Ma Rong was anxiously scurrying around in the living room like an ant on a hot pot, but there was nothing he could do about the fat man who didn't understand anything. You must know that the crime of disobeying orders and acting without permission in Qixuanmen is very serious. If it is serious, at least it will give up the martial arts and drive out of the mountain gate; at worst, it will be difficult to save one's life and be punished with a knife. Because he knew that something earth-shattering was happening outside, and it was very likely that our sect was at a critical point of life and death, yet he was unable to move here.

Just when Ma Rong wanted to kill the so-called superior in front of him with one blow, Han Li and Li Feiyu had no idea what was happening here, and they rushed here again.

Along the way, they encountered enemy traces. They tried to avoid and dodge whenever they could, trying their best to hide their whereabouts. It wasn't until they were just over a mile away from Elder Li's residence that they were met head-on by a group of people in Tsing Yi. They could no longer hide. The body finally had its first direct contact with the enemy.

Now, these dozen men in Tsing Yi with steel swords surrounded them from all directions, trapping them in the middle.

Judging from the footwork during walking, most of the people with a white line embroidered on their sleeves have the worst martial arts; while the two people with two white lines embroidered on their sleeves have much higher martial arts; but the highest Yes, it's still the man with three white lines embroidered on his face and a scar on his face. He is obviously the leader of this group of people.

The leader of the scars was also carefully looking at the people trapped by his men, and he felt a little strange in his heart.

It's no wonder that among these people, Li Feiyu is now disheveled, dirty and ragged, looking like a cook on the mountain; while Han Li has dull eyes and dark skin, like a banker who doesn't know martial arts; the only one who can give What brings pressure to them is that they are tall, wearing bamboo hats, and have blood-stained Quhuns on their bodies.

These three nondescript people stood together, and even the leader, who considered himself a veteran in the world, was a little puzzled.

He gave several of his men a wary look, and then shouted loudly to the other side: "No matter who you are, the Qixuan Sect is finished now. Surrender, but I will spare your life!"

Han Li smiled, turned to Li Feiyu and said, "Who will do it? You or Qu Hun?"

When Li Feiyu heard this, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he said sternly: "Judging from their clothes, these people should be low-level disciples of Duanshui Sect. I have been hunted by the Wild Wolf Gang for such a long time, so let me kill them first." Speak out your anger! And their weapons are suitable for me."

After saying that, he rushed out like a rainbow, and instantly rushed to the person in Tsing Yi who was nearest to him.

The man was shocked. He was just about to swing the steel knife, but suddenly he felt a light touch in his hand. The knife was in the hands of the enemy on the opposite side. He hurriedly retreated, but it was too late. After a white light flashed in front of his eyes, his body and head were separated.

Li Feiyu's series of actions were as clean and quick as lightning, so that the other Duanshui Sect disciples could not react before they grabbed their swords and killed the person.

The faces of the remaining people began to change drastically, especially the leader, Scar, because his martial arts was much higher than the others, so his heart sank the most. He knew very well that he had encountered an incredible master who was not something they could compete with, so he decisively ordered:

"Retreat all, every one who can run, send a signal quickly and call for reinforcements from the experts!"

This sentence reminded the other people in Tsing Yi. With a bang, they changed from the original gathering posture to running away in all directions. Some people stretched their hands into their arms while running, seemingly to take out the food. That so-called signal.

A man in Tsing Yi embroidered with two white threads ran the fastest and escaped several feet away in just a few ups and downs.

He was secretly happy in his heart, and just when he thought he had a chance of escaping, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck. A half-inch-long sword tip came out from his Adam's apple, and then immediately disappeared without a trace. He couldn't help but be horrified and wanted to cry out. He screamed, but felt as if his whole body had been drained, becoming limp and unable to exert any strength. Then he watched helplessly as his body slowly fell, lying on his back limply on the ground, unable to move anymore.

Only then did he realize that he had been stabbed through the throat with a sword from behind.

The man in Tsing Yi felt very unwilling. He had obviously escaped so far, but why did he die so quickly?

He turned his head to the side with great effort, and finally saw the last scene before his death: a black shadow appeared and disappeared behind a man in Tsing Yi who had fled the farthest. After a light sword, the black shadow faintly appeared. In a flash, it disappeared again, and then immediately appeared behind another fellow disciple, and the same white light flashed. At this time, the previous fellow disciple was stabbed through the throat by a sword, and his body fell on the grass like his own. on his body, and blood spurted out from his throat.

After seeing all this, the man in green clothes smiled and died calmly, because he knew that he would not be alone. Soon many people came down to accompany him. The ghostly black shadow would not let any of them go. of.

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