This attitude a little scared the head of the small Nantianmen in Dancheng. He looked at the young man sitting in the carriage strangely. He was just a cultivator in the fourth realm, facing dozens of cultivators in the fourth realm, how could he rely so calmly?

No matter what, Li Mengzhou is Mr. Qi from Ligong Jianyuan after all, and may have really some amazing skills.

Moreover, Zhu Bajiu, the head of Mocheng Xiaonan Tianmen, is also a great monk at the peak of the fourth realm, but he died tragically under the sword of Li Mengzhou, which seems to be able to explain some problems.

But thinking so, the head of the small Nantianmen in Dancheng looked around the people around him and said with a sneer: "The dozens of fourth-level cultivators in my Nantianmen Temple are mostly in the fourth-level. Even the great monks who have just entered the threshold of the fifth-level threshold dare not say that they will not be injured at all. Even if you have some skills, you cannot cross the fifth-level. Although you are drawing your sword at Lin Ganxiao in the Tianqi Wasteland, there are also many fifth-level cultivators in front of you. It is pure luck to be able to live, let alone you are weak now. If you want to scare me with strong words, you really think I am an idiot!"

He shouted loudly to the practitioners of the Little South Heaven Gate: "Kill him for me!"

The mountain road suddenly became solemn.

The autumn wind whistles.

A cold light suddenly appeared.

Li Mengzhou sat upright in the carriage, waved his hand gently, and the Buer Sword trembled out, and the sword intent surged.

Flying swords shuttle between the mountain roads.

Those Nantianmen monks who rushed up with swords quickly dodged and then rushed towards the carriage, and also directly lifted their swords to slash at the flying swords. The flying swords were driven by Li Mengzhou's thoughts and could cross the distance at will in one thought. It was not that easy to cut the flying swords.

With a scream, the flying sword pierced through the chest of a low-level monk, brought up bloody flowers, and immediately turned to the next target.

The flying swords were shuttled very quickly, and wherever they passed, there were blood splashes, forcing those practitioners who rushed up to stop. For a moment, those practitioners were in chaos.

Only a few monks in the upper realm blocked the attack of the flying sword and kept approaching the carriage during the process, but in fact they were still a distance.

Li Mengzhou's mental strength is far higher than his own cultivation, and with the addition of "Silks of Silkworm Destruction", it is basically not consumed. He increased the speed of the flying sword to the extreme. Even if he could not kill one person in each sword, it would at least make the Nantianmen cultivator unable to move forward any further and could only be forced to entangle with the flying sword.

Seeing this scene, the head of the Little Nantianmen of Dancheng frowned slightly. It seems that Mr. Seven of Ligong Sword Court said wildly, but it is not without basis. The flying sword cultivator of the sword cultivator is indeed quite difficult to deal with, while Li Mengzhou's flying sword is even more difficult to deal with. He glanced at the other upper-level monks waiting aside, and the upper-level monks who really belonged to the Nantianmen Temple rushed up one after another.

More than a dozen cultivators from the upper realm came out together, with only one flying sword, and no matter how fast it was, they could not intercept them all. In the end, several people quickly broke through the entanglement range of the flying sword, lifted their swords and slashed towards the carriage.

The blade roared, causing the carriage to make a loud noise, and the horse neighed and tried to break free. Although Li Mengzhou, who was sitting in the carriage, was a little embarrassed for a moment, he slapped the carriage with his left palm, instantly stabilized the carriage, pressed his right hand on the hilt of the Jingzhe knife placed beside him, pulled it out with a clang, and swept it towards the coming knife.

There was a dull bang.

The carriage was split into pieces, and the huge impact force made Li Mengzhou groan and his figure flew backwards from the broken carriage.

The flying sword was still traveling between the mountain roads without any influence.

But at this time, several other cultivators from the upper realm rushed out and ran towards Li Mengzhou.

Li Mengzhou, who was lying on the ground, opened his mouth and sprayed blood. He supported himself to stand up with the Jingzhe Knife. His body shaking, looking at the monks in the upper realm who rushed over. He spitted blood foam. Although his body was in severe pain, he still clenched the knife in his hand.

The moment the monks in the upper realm came with their swords, a flying sword broke through the air and instantly passed through their throats. Blood splattered. Their rapid steps rushed forward a few steps, and then they all fell to the ground, their energy was cut off, and they were lying at Li Mengzhou's feet.

The flying sword swirled in the air and was held in Ouyang Shengxue's hand, then swept forward, and opened Hang Ziyu's knife with a loud breeze. A strong wind spread out, waving countless smoke and dust.

Ouyang Shengxue still had time to save Li Mengzhou while fighting with Hang Ziyu, which shows that he did not take Hang Ziyu seriously at all.

This also made Hang Ziyu angry and embarrassed.

The head of Dancheng Xiaonan Tianmen did not continue to pay attention to Li Mengzhou. He knew very well that although the purpose of this was to kill Mr. Seven of Ligong Sword Academy, if the eldest Mr. Ligong Sword Academy was there, it would be difficult to achieve. The primary goal must be solved first.

He and another peak cultivator of the fourth realm of the Little Nan Tianmen immediately rushed towards Ouyang Shengxue without any hesitation. Even many upper realm cultivators from the Nan Tianmen Temple separated, and the remaining upper realm cultivators and dozens of lower realm cultivators continued to entangle with Bu Erjian.

Mu Nan became a lonely person, but the situation in front of him was chaotic and no one noticed him. He immediately lurked quietly, trying to touch Li Mengzhou's rear and give him a fatal blow.

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Three peak cultivators of the fourth realm and twelve upper realm cultivators all besieged Ouyang Shengxue. Even though Ouyang Shengxue's cultivation level is higher than each of them, the gap is not huge. He was also a little embarrassed for a while when facing the killing moves of many masters.

Fortunately, Li Mengzhou temporarily helped him to restrain some people, otherwise dozens of fourth-level cultivators would attack, and even Ouyang Shengxue would not have an absolute chance of winning. Now he could only deal with it and wait for an opportunity to find a chance to kill.

Having avoided the joint attack between the head master and Hang Ziyu, Ouyang Shengxue rolled on the spot with a very sensitive reaction and threw out the Duchen Sword. The third peak cultivator who came to face was directly penetrated by the Duchen Sword and smashed him out without having time to dodge.

But at the same time, Hang Ziyu's sword also slashed over Ouyang Shengxue's shoulder and clothes, and brought up a blood flower. Ouyang Shengxue dodged again, stretched out his hand and pulled out the Duchen Sword from the chest of the peak cultivator of the fourth realm. At the moment he held the Duchen Sword, Ouyang Shengxue immediately counterattacked. The huge sword intent knocked Hang Ziyu to kneel on the ground with a bang. But at the moment when Ouyang Shengxue killed, the head sect came to help, and he had to stop and retreat away.

The head teacher helped Hang Ziyu up with a gloomy face and whispered: "Li Mengzhou was not killed. My convenience has been greatly damaged. Now you and I are the only ones who are barely in the same place as Ouyang Shengxue. If we continue to fight, it will probably be even more difficult."

They slightly underestimated Mr. Li Gong Sword Academy. Although Hang Ziyu stabbed Ouyang Shengxue, he also lost a peak fourth-level monk and several upper-level monks. Li Mengzhou had killed many lower-level monks with just one flying sword, and the situation immediately became subtle.

But Hang Ziyu's idea was obviously different from the headmaster. He looked at the sword in his hand and sneered, "I can stab Ouyang Shengxue once, and I will take his life directly!"

The headmaster frowned. Hang Ziyu was able to stab Ouyang Shengxue because Ouyang Shengxue found an opportunity to kill the peak fourth-level monk in the small south Tianmen of Dancheng in the tense and chaotic battle. Hang Ziyu just happened to stab him when Ouyang Shengxue was not born. He should have been able to directly seriously injure his opponent. Ouyang Shengxue still dodged at that moment, but he was scratched on his shoulder. It is enough to see how lucky Hang Ziyu's sword was.

But at this moment, Hang Ziyu was obviously complacent and didn't see the situation clearly. She felt that she could kill Ouyang Shengxue. This was a very arrogant and stupid behavior.

But Hang Ziyu's identity in the Nantianmen Temple is higher than the head teacher, so he dare not say anything bad. He can only say tactfully: "Ouyang Shengxue is the eldest gentleman of Ligong Sword Academy after all, and it is not that easy to kill. Our previous thoughts were a bit too simple. If it were just Li Mengzhou, we could naturally kill it casually. But in the current situation, even if we can seriously hurt Ouyang Shengxue, we would not have the strength to kill Li Mengzhou again. We would only suffer both losses and would not be able to explain to the sect leader."

Hang Ziyu said indignantly: "Then do you mean to just withdraw like this?"

The head sect said helplessly: "The sword cultivator will only become more courageous as he fights. Without absolute strength to crush him, we should not fight a war of attrition, otherwise our losses will only be greater, and the final result may not be as we wish. As the saying goes, if you can run away, the monk can't run away, we have the opportunity to kill Li Mengzhou, there is no need to fight to the death here, the situation will be unfavorable to us."

Although Hang Ziyu could understand the meaning of the head sect, he was very unwilling and said, "If Li Mengzhou cannot be killed this time, he will definitely be more cautious in the future. Where can we get the chance to kill him again? Could it be that we really hit the Ligong Sword Courtyard? We can't deal with Ouyang Shengxue, so how can we deal with the entire Ligong Sword Courtyard?"

It can be heard from these words that Hang Ziyu is arrogant, but he is also considered a brain. Li Mengzhou is now far away from the capital of Jiangguo, and it is an excellent opportunity to kill him. Such opportunities are rare. If Li Mengzhou had been hiding in the Ligong Sword Courtyard, it would be even more impossible to kill him.

But the head sect also has his own ideas. As Hang Ziyu said, this is indeed the best opportunity to kill Li Mengzhou, but it does not mean that he will give up this opportunity and will not find the next time. After all, he is the head sect of Dancheng Xiaonan Tianmen. Although his status is not as good as Hang Ziyu, the things that the two people have in the world cannot be compared. His ideas are more profound than Hang Ziyu.

He immediately approached Hang Ziyu and whispered. Hang Ziyu's face kept changing, and finally chose to compromise. He looked at Ouyang Shengxue coldly and said in a deep voice: "There is no result in the victory this time. I will definitely kill you next time. Let's take a look!"

The monks of the Nantianmen Temple quickly retreated.

Mu Nan, who had been trying to attack Li Mengzhou, couldn't help but curse in his heart when he saw this scene. When Li Mengzhou looked at him, he hurriedly turned around and followed the monks of the Nantianmen Temple, but he just followed from behind from afar and quietly left the team halfway.

Looking at the bodies left by the Nantianmen monks in front of him, Li Mengzhou coughed lightly with a pale face and said to Ouyang Shengxue: "Senior Brother, let them go?"

He obviously wanted to leave Hang Ziyu and others here directly.

Ouyang Shengxue glanced at the wound on his shoulder and said, "I probably understand why they retreated. In fact, if I continue to fight, I will be fine, but after a long time, I will not be able to protect you. Even if I can kill any Hang Ziyu and the head of the Xiaonan Tianmen again, I will lose you, junior brother. That would be a big loss. They have concerns, and I have concerns."
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