Chapter 153: Jindan Peak? I’m going to fight you! There was no one in the forest. The six people had been gone for a quarter of an hour. In the valley forty miles away, Li Xunhuan did not move. Another quarter of an hour later, six people showed up, and a few voices could be heard faintly. "I told you that you are a suspicious person," "The hunting operation was a secret operation, and the time was chosen at the last minute. Even we ourselves were not aware of it, so it was impossible for us to run into it by chance." "Haha, I was worrying too much." Li Xunhuan saw a smile in his eyes and knew it was not that simple. A bunch of old foxes.

But these are just left over from our ancestors, and they are all written in the Art of War. How could he, a scholar, not understand? An hour later, he flew away. then, Just twenty miles away, he suddenly stopped, looking helpless. It’s impossible to guard against it. His appearance also surprised the other party. A lean middle-aged man wearing the clothes of the Ghost Spirit Sect touched his smooth head and exclaimed in a surprised tone, "Wow, brother, there really is someone here." The old man from the Ghost Spirit Sect stroked his beard and smiled, saying nothing, pretending to be an expert. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Li Xunhuan rushed forward with great momentum, but suddenly turned around and flew away. What to fight? These two people did not take action, obviously intending to delay time. We must run away before the other four people arrive. After walking three miles east, Li Xunhuan paused again, changed direction, and continued walking. In front of him to the east, there were two Ghost Spirit Sect monks. After walking two miles west, Li Xunhuan did not find any trace of monks and felt relieved. Suddenly, my heart was lifted again. At the edge of the forty-mile spiritual consciousness, a red needle hidden in the void attacked.

The good news is that his spiritual awareness is very strong, and he can even discover traces of Yin instruments like the red thread needle, his life-saving magic weapon in the late stage of Linked Pills. Bad news, someone intercepted him. As expected, it was still the monk from the Hehuan Sect. Then, he went north again. As expected, a ball of green flame came towards me, and a feeling of heat hit me in the face. Qingyang Demonic Fire! A monk from the Demonic Flame Sect. Not long after, Li Xunhuan stopped in the air, his eyelids lowered, and he looked around, searching for a possible retreat route. Around him, to the east, west, south, and north, six Jindan cultivators stood in the air. They were exactly the six people who had previously surrounded and killed the old monster Qiong. You know, that’s the old monster at the peak of Jindan stage! Everyone knows that old monster Qiong is very powerful when combined with the invisible escape technique, and can be regarded as the best person under the Yuanying stage in Yue Kingdom. However, even the old monster Lian Qiong had to die when facing such a lineup. What about him who is in the early stage of Jindan? He is cheating, but in the eyes of outsiders, which cultivator who can cultivate to the late stage of Jindan is not cheating? He was born in Tianluo Country, a famous family of magic, with ancient heritage and extraordinary means. This battle is bound to be difficult. At this time, the bald, capable middle-aged man, with a large blade on his shoulder, tilted his head and spoke with his chin. "Hey, fellow Taoist, why are you running? Hahaha." Li Xun Huan glanced at him, disdainful to respond, but lowered his hand and pinched the folding fan even harder with his thumb. A mediocre late Jindan stage, a very unimpressive image. If there weren't other people around, he would have been killed easily. At this time, the old man stretched out his arm to block the bald monk, with a cautious look on his face, half protecting, half reminding others. "Don't be rude. Although this fellow Daoist is in the early stage of Jindan, he can observe from forty miles away. His spiritual awareness is extraordinary." The bald monk took a step back and just stared at Li Xunhuan with a gleam in his eyes. Spiritual consciousness technique! This is something that even his Ghost Spirit Sect doesn’t have. After hearing the old man's words, Li Xunhuan began to have doubts. He was wearing a spirit-hiding veil the whole time, so how did the other party know that there was someone there? The old man seemed to see through his thoughts, shook his head and smiled, then took out a broken sound transmission talisman. "It wasn't me, it was this fellow Daoist from the Yuling Sect who reminded me." Li Xun Huan nodded. I see. It wasn't his problem. Remember, next time you kill a Dan-forming enemy, you should escape a thousand miles away. In fact, the old man's words were meant to explain to Li Xun Huan, but in fact they were more of a reminder to the other five people. The reminders from the elders are also very useful. This time the bald monk really took a step back.

This late Jindan cultivator from the Yuling Sect is stronger than him thanks to the spirit beast in his hand. Even if the person in front of him is in the early stage of Jindan, he must be extraordinary to be able to kill the man from Yuling Sect. The other people also put away their careless expressions, even the cultivator named Yang from the Hehuan Sect had a serious look on his face. However, in this way, none of the six people were willing to take action and attract Li Xunhuan's hatred. Li Xunhuan was looking for his first target. For a moment, the field fell silent. A breeze blew, and the hem of Li Xunhuan's clothes fluttered in the wind, rustling. My eyes fixed on you. The folding fan in his hand slashed out a sword beam, heading towards the cultivator from the Demon Flame Sect, and his figure disappeared along with it. The monk from the Demon Flame Sect frowned. Him again? He pinched his hands and made a seal, with the magic circle defense in front and the magic weapon defense in the back. The whole set of movements is very skillful. When the other five people saw this scene, they felt relieved and then rushed over from left and right. The sword light collided with the defensive formation, but the figure they expected did not appear. At this moment, an ear mixed with blood flew up into the sky, shining brightly in the moonlight. "it's here." A hurried voice came from behind. The bald monk covered his ears, with fear written on his face and in his eyes, as if something terrible had happened. Just a little bit. Li Xunhuan felt a little regretful. He had an expressionless face and piercing eyes as he looked at the old man from the Ghost Spirit Sect. If it weren't for the prompt reaction of this peak Jindan cultivator, the goal of reducing the opponent's number by one would have been achieved. The cultivator who is about to condense his Nascent Soul is indeed powerful. So, stay here today. After 15 years of debut, he is very interested in fighting in an open and evenly matched manner. The right leg stretched out slowly, and the folding fan in his hand was like a long sword, pointing to the ground. His whole body was glowing with sky blue spiritual light. He wore a Three Mountains Flying Phoenix Crown on his head and a Nebula Cloak on his back. His whole body was glowing with silver light, like a set of silver armor, and he held a three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand. There was a flowing cloud pattern engraved between his eyebrows, and his eyes were raised, without a trace of emotion in them. Majestic.

"kill!" The six people around him jumped up at the same time, holding their own magic weapons and rushing towards him to kill him. One stillness and one movement form a beautiful picture. The next moment, accompanied by a golden sword light, Li Xunhuan's figure almost flashed and appeared in front of the old man from the Ghost Spirit Sect. The old man's right eye twitched, and he only had time to push the long sword in his hand horizontally, causing it to collide with the three-pointed double-edged knife, and sparks of fire burst out. They are evenly matched. No, it's just a little bit short of the other party! The old man was greatly shocked. What is the nurturing level and spiritual power of this life-saving magic weapon? It’s the late stage of Jindan! The judgment flashed through my mind and I didn't have time to inform others. Because Li Xunhuan had set his eyes on him. The old man’s cultivation was at the peak of the Jindan stage. When he burst out with all his strength, his speed of escape was somewhat similar to that of the Yuanying stage. The cloak behind Li Xunhuan lit up with nebulae, and he moved around without slowing down at all. The two are evenly matched. For a moment, the five late Jindan cultivators were unable to intervene in such a battle. Under the moonlight, the two of them were so fast that they looked like two beams of light. The blue and black collided, and the sound of magic weapons colliding head-on was heard. “Frame, frame, frame.” As the voice appeared, the two figures froze again, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword collided with the natal magic sword. Li Xun Huan still had no expression on his face. But the old man's chest rose and fell rapidly, and veins bulged on the hand holding the sword, which was due to him using all his strength. When the two of them staggered again, the old man was completely stunned. "Come together, I am no match for you." (End of this chapter)