Li Xuan walked around several alleys and came to several places where the Nascent Soul stage melee was fought.

Li Xuan used his secret technique to hide his breath and then looked forward.

The six monks here are fighting in a big battle, and Li Xuan could not recognize who was. After observing for a while, he had a certain inference about the camps between both sides.

Wang Qu and the other two covered each other, and they must be on the side of the Lord of Tiemu City.

Li Xuan thought about it, and then a strange stick appeared in his hand.

Li Xuan hunched his back and secretly touched forward with the help of some stone bunkers on the edge of the ancient street.

Because they were in an extremely fierce battle, they did not notice Li Xuan for a while.

In the distance, some Lianyun Sect cultivators who could not get involved noticed Li Xuan's figure.

He gently patted his fellow disciple next to him and said softly: "Hey, hey, look at that person, is it our son-in-law of Lianyun Sect, and the person behind him, is it our saint?"

"Yes, yes, it's him. He took away my ideals and turned into ashes. I know him. What are he going to do? He still holds this strange hammer in his hand?"

"Aren't he already dead in the outer realm? Why did he suddenly appear? Oh my god? He sneaked up and looked at that direction. Could it be that he was going to sneak attack the ancestor of the Wang family, right?"

Many cultivators of Lianyun Sect who are now in the Qi training stage and cannot intervene in the battle are in a state of chaos, looking towards Li Xuan, and whispering.

At this time, many monks who were not strong enough to intervene in the battle also noticed the sneaky figure in front of them and started discussing in a low voice.

"He is just the strength of the foundation-building stage. What does he want to do? A sneak attack? Isn't this Chunchun seeking death?"

"So bold, I admire his courage."

......

Everyone was focused on the sneaky figure, and many people even stopped watching the battle between Xiang Lihua and Tiemu City Lord. What was Li Xuan doing?

Li Xuan sneaked behind a stone. At this time, Wang Qu formed a magic seal in his hand, and his momentum continued to rise. He directly sacrificed a sixth-grade low-level magic sword.

"I said Lao Wang, your magic sword is too weak!" A companion in the Nascent Soul stage said with some dissatisfaction.

Wang Qu thought of the boy who robbed him. His years of savings, magic arrays, and spirit stones and magic weapons were all looted, resulting in his having to use a low-level sixth-grade magic sword now.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but get angry and said angrily: "If you have to care, I'm not less than you."

Li Xuan suddenly felt a wave of resentment coming from the air, and his swastika method slowly began to increase.

Strangely, why did I gain negative emotions before I took action? Could it be that this old boy discovered me?

Li Xuan felt a little excited and then became hiding.

Some low-level cultivators from Lianyun Sect couldn't help laughing and said, "Isn't you afraid to take action yet? I thought he was so brave?"

Li Xuan waited for a while and confirmed that Wang Qu did not notice him. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Then he poked out a head and looked forward.

Wang Qu's roundness, and the back of his head appeared again outside Li Xuan's five steps.

This distance can be a sneak attack.

Li Xuan became excited. He understood the back of his head, and he just wanted to fight him.

Li Xuan held the dog-beating stick in his hand, took a deep breath, then jumped up directly, then raised the dog-beating stick in his hand and hit the round back of his head in front.

The monks who were concerned about Li Xuan's feat in the distance looked at Li Xuan's figure in amazement.

Good, he really dares to take action.

Wang Qu was still making seals and instructing the magic sword to kill ahead. He didn't notice that a figure suddenly jumped out from behind him.

The three Nascent Soul cultivators in front of Wang Qu were stunned when they saw the figures that suddenly flew out.

Who is this kid?

Oh my god, this is just a foundation-building stage, no, now I am a cultivator in the Qi training stage!

Looking at the surprised look of the three people in front of him, Wang Qu thought that he had scared the other party with a move, and couldn't help laughing: "Haha, be scared by me! My thousand-year-old heritage is impossible to go further, but it is also extremely terrifying. You three are not my opponents at all."

As soon as Wang Qu finished speaking, a sudden bang sounded, then the back of his head became numb, his head became dizzy, and he staggered and fell forward.

The spiritual sword that he had just controlled also fell directly behind him.

This scene stunned everyone!

Damn it?

What's going on?

Wang Qu pressed against the feeling of dizziness in his head, turned his head and looked back, and immediately saw a familiar figure wearing blue clothes running back with his sixth-grade magic sword in his hand.

My sixth grade magic sword!!!

Seeing this figure, Wang Qu immediately understood. Who was the sneak attacker just now? He was immediately angry and his mind became dizzy. Dao's heart almost became unstable.

"Tora, Damn, I'm planning a horse..." Wang Qu roared in his heart, but because he could not move, his anger attacked his heart and his mouth kept vomiting blood.

The three Nascent Soul cultivators who were just pressed and beaten by Wang Qu and others saw the opportunity and took the opportunity to take action.

The low-level cultivators of Lianyun Sect in the distance were also dumbfounded and remained silent for a long time.

Li Xuan felt an extremely strong anger, and he was holding a sixth-grade magic sword in his hand, and he was immediately happy.

He ran away after a sneak attack, but he didn't expect that his magic sword would just fall into his hands.

No matter how bad the sixth-grade magic weapon is, it is probably worth tens of thousands of spirit stones.

Moreover, the degree of gold transformation of swastika magic increased sharply, and it jumped by several percentage points, reaching 13%.

This wool is so easy to pull!

Li Xuan grinned.

The mutation that happened to Wang Qu and others also made many monks look over. They saw a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage running back with Wang Qu's sword in his hand, and his mind was directly hit.

Faced with the three men's fierce attack, Wang Qu and his two companions used all their strength to block the attack of the three men.

After a while, Wang Qu used his spiritual power to calm his concussion, jumped up and let out a shocking roar: "Bastard, I want to tear you into pieces. I, Wang Qu, have never suffered this loss in one thousand and seven hundred years."

This roar directly overshadowed the battle between Xiang Lihua and Temu Zhenren.

At this time, he was already very angry and suffered two losses in the hands of this kid, and he was beaten in the same position.

He looked at Li Xuan's figure and was about to chase him, trying to kill Li Xuan at all costs.

At this time, one of his companions stopped her.

"Old Wang, if you go after that kid, we two can't beat the three of them, think twice!" The Nascent Soul cultivator said hurriedly.

He stopped and looked at the figure running away with the spirit sword in the distance, his back teeth were broken.
Chapter completed!