"I'll fight you!" Xu Yiling was already furious. She was an extremely strong woman.
She was seen holding a long sword, slashing at the net bag. At the same time, she shouted loudly:
"Husband, Dabao! Let's go!"
"Madam, Dabao! Let's go!"
But Jiang Mingyuan took the lead, and the magic sword in his hand suddenly shot out, stabbing directly at the wretched monk who was rushing in the front, shouting loudly.
They both heard each other's determination, and when they looked at each other, Jiang Mingyuan felt warm in his heart. With such a wife, what else could a husband ask for? Thinking of this, he took out the pill in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Husband!"
Xu Yiling saw her husband's actions and immediately noticed the red pill in his hand.
"Blood Rage Pill!"
This is the elixir that cultivators take in their last desperate attempt. After taking it, the blood and essence in their body will surge, but their strength, speed and magic power will only increase a bit. The effect only lasts for a quarter of an hour. After a quarter of an hour, the blood and essence will be exhausted and they will surely die.
"No!" Xu Yiling shouted loudly, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"My dear, let me protect you one last time!"
Jiang Mingyuan looked at his wife, whose face was covered in tears and who was screaming loudly, and it seemed as if time had stopped at this moment. At this moment, the pill in his hand was already at his lips.
"Stop!" Jiang Yun arrived at this critical moment.
He saw the forbidden elixir in Jiang Mingyuan's hand at a glance, and did not bother to hide it. As soon as the foundation-building aura was released, an extremely heavy pressure suddenly enveloped all the cultivators present.
"A Foundation Establishment cultivator?!" The leading cultivator in green clothes and with a black face was suddenly filled with despair. He had not expected that he would encounter a Foundation Establishment cultivator while robbing a remote bluestone alley.
"Fellow Daoist?!" Feeling the overwhelming pressure of the Foundation Establishment cultivator, Jiang Mingyuan's family burst into tears of joy. Who could have imagined that their immediate neighbor was actually a Foundation Establishment cultivator?
At this moment, the wretched monk who had just rushed in front flashed a cold light in his eyes, and suddenly pounced forward and rushed in front of Xu Yiling who had survived the disaster.
"Madam! Be careful!" Jiang Mingyuan shouted loudly when he saw this scene, while secretly blaming himself for forgetting the enemy in front of him.
"Looking for death!" Jiang Yun's cold voice came over. He waved his hand, and suddenly a light purple long sword appeared in an instant, stabbing straight towards the robbery cultivator who was about to attack.
"Go!" Seeing this, the wretched monk glared and threw away the magic weapon net bag in his hand. Without stopping, he reached out to grab Xu Yiling with both hands. Unfortunately, under the light of Jiang Yun's Zi Ling sword, the magic weapon net bag did not block it for a moment. It quickly pierced the magic weapon and went straight through the back of the wretched monk.
"Puchi!" The sound of a sharp blade piercing into flesh was heard, and the other cultivators who had just been stunned quickly fled in all directions.
"Can you escape?" Jiang Yun glanced around and calmly fired his cold blade sword and purple lightning needle at the fleeing monk's back. At the same time, the purple spirit sword stuck in the wretched monk's body quickly dissipated, and a new purple spirit sword quickly appeared and stabbed directly at the back of the leader, the green-robed, black-faced monk.
After a while, several spiritual weapons flew back, each carrying a small storage bag. Jiang Yun then landed.
"Thank you, Senior Mu..." Jiang Mingyuan immediately knelt down to express his gratitude when he saw Jiang Yun coming. Jiang Yun extended his right hand, immediately stopping the other party's movements and said:
"Not much more to say. Hide in your residence. We're not sure how long this chaos will last!"
Jiang Yun finished speaking, and a fireball flew out, burning the corpse on the ground to ash. The storage bag returned to his hand. He thought for a moment, then pulled out three top-grade magical instruments from the bag. These were instruments he had recently looted and had no use for. He handed them to Dabao, who stood by with a frightened look on his face.
"Take these magical instruments. I have something else to do. We'll talk again when there's a chance!"
"Senior Mu, this!" Jiang Mingyuan wanted to refuse. But Xu Yiling pulled him aside, and then his wife Xu Yiling said softly:
"Thank you for your reward, Senior. Our family of three will definitely not reveal even a single detail of your cultivation."
Jiang Yun returned to Danfu Residence, and soon Xiaobai rushed out and jumped onto his shoulder. Unfortunately, Xiaobai had now become a second-level monster, and his body had grown larger, so he didn't look as harmonious as he did at the beginning.
"Okay, okay, I'm back now. Is that person okay?"
Jiang Yun touched Xiaobai's head with his hand and said lovingly. Xiaobai nodded after hearing it, and patted his chest with his little paws, as if to say, "Don't worry about me, I will do the job." This made Jiang Yun smile even more.
Then Jiang Yun came to the underground dark room, where a dying cultivator was tied up. It was Qin Mu, a late Qi Refining cultivator sent by the Qin family.
"Jiang Yun, kill me! I can't take it anymore!" Qin Mu, imprisoned for days with only a second-level monster to bring him food and water, had already collapsed. From his initial toughness to his final plea for mercy, he barely had the strength to speak. He knew he might never get out.
"Okay, I'll let you go!"
Jiang Yun said coldly that he had no mercy on the Qin family. He would visit each of the families in the Biyun Sect one by one in the future.
Jiang Yun finished speaking, reaching out and grabbing the man. Then he went to the courtyard and brought Qin Mu with him. After a while, they arrived at Ziyang's outer city. This time, he had changed his appearance, and his foundation-building cultivation was clearly visible. In contrast, no villain dared to take the risk of robbing him.
Jiang Yun arrived at the rooftop of a shop, where a robbery was taking place below. The shop's formation had been broken. A group of masked robbers were slaughtering people inside. Jiang Yun looked coldly at the cultivators below and threw the Qinmu in his hand, right into the opponent's path.
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