The whole family is full of evil disciples, Master, don't panic, your disciples are here

Ji Xiuzhu couldn't help but frown when he saw the densely packed Mahayana cultivators outside the cave.

Ji Xiuzhu took a deep breath, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

She reached out and took out a pill, put it in her mouth and swallowed it.

In an instant, her aura surged and her strength increased several times.

"Xiao Lanzi, draw up a formation to help me!"

After she finished speaking, she flashed and rushed into the group of monks, the sword in her hand flashing, and every sword took a life.

The monks looked at Ji Xiuzhu in shock. They didn't expect that she had such a powerful trump card.

However, Ji Xiuzhu's eyes became increasingly cold, and he had only one thought in his mind: to protect Qin Lan, who had no ability to fight.

Qin Lan didn't say much, but silently took out the Thousand Talisman Tablets and helped Ji Xiuzhu draw the recovery formation.

Under Ji Xiuzhu's crazy killing, the monks began to retreat. They realized that the enemy in front of them was too powerful and not something they could easily fight against.

"Didn't they say that Ji Xiuzhu was seriously injured? How could he still be so powerful?!" said a leading cultivator in shock.

"Damn it, Meng Qishan has fooled all of us! If she hadn't said that this boy has the Dao patterns of heaven and earth on his body, we wouldn't be so anxious!" another cultivator echoed.

Ji Xiuzhu listened to the complaints coming from his ears and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

She knew very well that these monks were simply blinded by greed, and that they had brought this fate upon themselves.

As time went by, Ji Xiuzhu's physical strength was gradually exhausted, and the monks seized the opportunity to launch another attack.

At the critical moment, the formation set up by Qin Lan was finally completed, and Ji Xiuzhu was able to catch his breath for a while.

However, the danger is not over.

The group of monks regrouped and prepared to launch a final attack.

Ji Xiuzhu looked at them, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

She picked up the sword and stood side by side with Qin Lan.

"Xiao Lanzi, if I killed these people, would you think I was too cruel?" Ji Xiuzhu said lightly.

Qin Lan shook her head slightly and looked at Ji Xiuzhu with a firm gaze.

"Master, everything you did was to protect yourself. If they didn't want to take your life, you wouldn't have killed them. Master, don't be afraid. If anything happens, I will take the responsibility! Those who kill will be killed." After Qin Lan finished speaking, she simplified the Thousand Talismans into a long sword, and then stood beside Ji Xiuzhu with the sword in her hand.

Upon hearing this, Ji Xiuzhu nodded slightly, and the sword in his hand flashed again.

Then, she raised her chin slightly, and her figure was as fast as lightning as she rushed into the group of monks.

At this moment, she was like the descending god of war, with great momentum.

Seeing this, the monks all used their unique skills, but in front of Ji Xiuzhu, these moves seemed pale and powerless.

In a blink of an eye, several monks fell down.

The remaining monks were terrified and began to consider retreating.

At this moment, Ji Xiuzhu suddenly turned the sword and pointed it at a mountain in the distance.

In an instant, the sword energy was like a rainbow, flattening the entire mountain.

The monks were so terrified that they no longer cared about anything else and turned around and fled in a panic.

Ji Xiuzhu looked at their receding backs, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Then, she just waved her hands, and a huge spiritual power quickly swept over.

In an instant, the group of fleeing monks were sucked into the vortex one by one.

In an instant, several people were swept in, and the sound of clothes tearing could be heard.

In a short moment, the group of monks who were wailing continuously were completely dead.

Like fluttering leaves, falling from the sky, dense and neat.