"What kind of power is this?"
Li Meng, who was lying on the ground, holding the Spirit Shield as a talisman, began to panic when he saw Li Siyuan mobilizing all his strength and gathering power.
This power was beyond his imagination.
He had never seen any force so strong that it could cause the airflow below the level of a person nearby to begin to distort and vibrate!
In the past, I had only heard that there was a master in the Jidao Sect whose skills had exceeded a thousand years, and he seemed to be able to achieve this level.
But how could this kid in front of me be possible?
"Angry Dragon Collapse!"
Before Li Meng could figure out what was going on, a dragon roared!
A huge black iron dragon-shaped hand pushed the airflow, and the airflow overlapped and pushed towards the Broken Evil Spirit Shield in front of Li Meng.
Martial arts, skills and physical body, the combination of three!
boom!
The energy rushed into the sky and the wooden pavilion exploded!
Under this unimaginable force, the Spirit Shield was directly shattered into a ball of powder...
Li Siyuan's palm strike came down swiftly, grabbing Li Meng's head.
Bang!
The head, just like the spiritual shield breaking the evil, exploded the city into powder.
"I don't have the patience to wait for you to speak!" Li Siyuan pulled back his hand and shook off the blood.
The Angry Dragon Collapse is only of the fifth grade, but after Li Siyuan's body becomes stronger, its power can almost reach the eighth grade, or even stronger!
An eighth-grade martial art that combines all the strength of the body and physical power. No matter how strong the defensive power of this spiritual shield is, it is only seventh-grade. How can it be blocked?
The mercenaries who were dealing with the Iron-backed Eagle outside saw the residence of their leader Li Meng explode, and then witnessed with their own eyes that Li Meng's head was smashed to pieces by a punch from Li Siyuan.
The whole place was dead silent.
Everyone opened their mouths wide in shock.
It was not until the Iron-backed Eagle killed a man that everyone reacted.
They seemed to have understood something and no longer wanted to fight with the Iron-backed Eagle. They were so scared that they chose to flee.
After Li Siyuan dealt with Li Meng, he rushed forward and grabbed a mercenary in the chaos, asking, "Where is General Shu Zhang?"
"In, in that red tent!"
Snap!
Crush the head!
After leaving the mercenary's body behind, Li Siyuan turned and walked towards the red tent.
After Li Siyuan rescued Shu Zhang, the Blood Moon Mercenary Group was in chaos.
With the death of leader Li Meng, the mercenaries were leaderless and fled in all directions.
The Blood Moon Mercenary Group became an empty nest in the blink of an eye.
The consequences of offending Li Siyuan are too tragic.
This was what Shu Zhang sighed about the messy scene before he left the Blood Moon Mercenary Group.
"Thank you, Master Li, for saving General Shu Zhang. I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. When we reach Yancheng, I will give you the reward you deserve!"
Seeing Shu Zhang return safely, Song Xueling was overjoyed.
Li Siyuan waved his hand and said, "As I said before, since I have accepted your escort mission, I will naturally send you to Yancheng safely."
Shu Zhang clasped his fists and said, "No matter what, I still have to thank Master Li."
After expressing their gratitude, the three continued on their journey.
The Jiuyou Mountains are vast and boundless, and monsters appear frequently.
However, this is not a big problem for the Flame-Swallowing Fox, which has the powerful ability to control monsters.
Along the way, whenever they encountered attacks from tricky monsters, the fox demon could control and lead them away, which was relatively safer than before.
Not long after, the three finally walked out of the Jiuyou Mountains.
The long-lost sun rises high.
The warm and gentle sunlight shone on the faces of the three people, allowing them to briefly relax from the tense state of their bodies that had been in place for some time.
In front of us, there is a city covered with fiery red brick walls. The city walls and fortresses on all four sides are stacked high and span the river. Under the dazzling sunlight, it looks particularly majestic.
Magnificent!
Yancheng!
In Jiuyouzhou, it is an extremely special and significant city.
It can be said that the entire trade circle of Jiuyouzhou revolves around Yancheng.
Moreover, Yancheng has a unique geographical location, and it is the best place for Qi-refining practitioners from all directions to stop over.
There are many talented people among them, and all the major families have gathered together. The overall strength is not inferior to the Seven Sects.
However, Yancheng today does not seem to be peaceful.
"What? The dignified Lord of Yancheng has started to act like a coward?"
"The Lord of Yancheng is a coward!"
"The Lord of Yancheng is a coward!"
At this moment, a group of Qi Refiners gathered at the south gate of Yancheng.
The Qi-refining practitioner who was leading the group was a burly, strong and tall man.
Veins were exposed on his bare chest, and in his left hand he was carrying a huge tripod weighing ten thousand pounds, with an imposing manner.
You can tell at first glance that he is someone who is not someone to be trifled with.
Following behind were a dozen or so Qi-refining practitioners dressed in the same manner, who looked like fellow disciples.
Merchants and travelers coming and going from Yancheng, as well as other Qi Refiners, watched from afar, looking like they were enjoying the fun.
"The City Lord is in seclusion. If you from the Jidao Sect have something to ask the City Lord, you can go into the city and rest for a while, and wait for the City Lord to come out to meet you. If you want to provoke the might of Yancheng, we will not give you face!"
At the city gate, sixteen red-armored guards, with swords and spears sharp, were ready for battle.
"Hahaha! I, Yan Feihu, would like to learn how much the face of you watchdogs is worth!"
After saying this, Yan Feihu, the strong man who could carry a tripod, took a step forward. Within a hundred meters, strong winds tore the ground apart and the ground collapsed!
The sixteen red-armored guards showed fear on their faces.
Faced with an opponent pouncing on him like a ferocious tiger, he was so frightened that he almost forgot to resist.
Bang!
The large tripod came swinging and hit the heads of the two guards in front.
Crash!
Two heads rolled into the air at the same time, blood splattering.
The whole audience was stunned.
"A bunch of bastards!"
"Let your city lord come out, otherwise, my Jidao Sect will make your Yancheng a river of blood!"
Yan Feihu shouted arrogantly.
Someone in the crowd sneered, "Isn't the Jidao Sect too arrogant? Yancheng is the core trading area of our seven sects. You want to massacre Yancheng for your own selfish desires. Have you asked the six of us?"
"That's right. Although I don't know what the Jidao Sect is up to behind the scenes, Yancheng is not a place for you to run wild!"
There were cries of protest from the crowd.
Yan Feihu turned his head, his tiger eyes scanning the crowd, and said, "Oh? The six sects want to stand up for Yancheng? I want to see, who among you has this ability?"
"Ignorant lunatic!"
The crowd was shaken, and a short old man in his sixties pushed through the crowd, three fingers bursting with golden light and stabbed at the latter.
"It's Elder Tong from the Sanyang Sect!"
"The sixth-grade martial art, the Three Yang Finger, is the strongest martial art of the Three Yang Sect!"
"Elder Tong is at the fourth level of strength. Few people can withstand this blow!"
Everyone said expectantly.
"Old bastard!"
Yan Feihu's eyes turned cold. When the old man approached, he suddenly raised the cauldron and swung it towards him fiercely.
Bang!
The energy explodes!
The old man's three fingers, which were emitting golden light, pierced the cauldron, just like a sheep entering a tiger's den, numbness and pain swept over him!
Snap!
With a crisp sound, all three fingers broke!
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