Section 7 - Mortal Wrath
Clang! The junior brother who had not yet unsheathed his sword drew out his flying sword, which was still a two-foot-long short sword, with the sword tip pointed directly at Li Mo.
"Your surnamed Li is really brave!"
The reason why he did not keep the flying sword hovering around his body like his senior brother is that on the one hand, it saves mana power, and on the other hand, it is because his cultivation is not enough to maintain the flying sword's flying in the air.
Besides, just one flying sword from the senior brother is enough to protect the two people's visibility.
The senior brother who was guarding the flying sword surrounded him and said, "Hmph! In my eyes, mortals are no different from ants. Life and death are completely dependent on our mood. Li Mo, you are just a mortal. What qualifications do you have to bargain with us?"
His eyes swept across the entire street coldly, like the cold wind shattering his bones, making everyone's hair stand on its feet, and he felt like a group of cattle, sheep, chickens and dogs waiting to be slaughtered in the other party's eyes.
As if he was confirming his words, he quickly pinched out a magic trick, and an invisible shock instantly swept around.
Muffled groans sounded one after another on the street. Whether it was the bandits of Ma or the people of the Li family, they all felt that their hearts were pinched hard by an invisible hand, which was extremely uncomfortable.
The weaker physique directly showed his eyes, and his strength was released. The weapons were all out. The sounds of ping-pong came one after another, the horses were wailing and stood unsteadily. The bandits on the saddle fell to the ground one after another like dumplings.
More and more people were unable to kneel down, and their hearts were shocked. Is this the method of a warlock?
The evil magician who was previously found by the old sword and treated as a guest of honor was simply a poor liar in the world.
"Xiangjun!"
As a man, Li Xiaobai wanted to protect his future wife at the first time, but found that the little lady of the Wu family did not collapse to the ground with her heart covered like others. Instead, she was looking at her nervously as if nothing had happened.
"Xiaolang! You?"
"Me? I'm fine!"
Li Xiaobai found that he didn't seem to be affected, and looked around, as if few people could stand. He couldn't help but feel a little happy. Could it be that he turned on the protagonist mode?
When his eyes fell on the little girl of the Wu family again, the collar of the green skirt flashed, with orange-red lights lit up, and two thin red lines poked out and turned around the pink neck.
Li Xiaobai immediately realized that the reason why she was safe and sound was that she had strange things to protect her. Although it was unscientific, it was not surprising in this world with warlocks and monsters.
Seeing Li Xiaobai's gaze, Wu Xiangjun's pretty face turned red, pinching the thin red line, gently raised the glowing thing, and explained weakly: "This is what my mother left for me, and I don't know it has such ability."
The pendant at the bottom of the red line is a jade Pixiu, also known as jade evil-proofing. The orange light gradually faded away and turned back to its original green jade texture. If you look closely, the body of this green jade Pixiu is engraved with fine lines and mysterious runes. It is not just an ornament, but also an amulet.
After letting Wu Xiangjun put the green jade Pixiu pendant back, Li Xiaobai lowered his voice and whispered: "If you have a chance later, let's go quickly!"
At present, he is either a bandit or a sorcerer who comes to seek revenge. At most, he can only run away with his future wife Wu Xiangjun and his second brother Li Qing. As for the others, he can only help.
In comparison, the combat power of the others is much stronger than that of the three five scumbags. If they are determined to escape, the probability of survival is relatively higher.
Dalang Li Mo returned to his home in Xiyan Town this time, not only because he failed to find immortals for many years, but also to avoid disaster.
The story behind it is not very complicated, but it is a bit bloody.
During the trip, Li Mo briefly settled in a secular Taoist temple. When he met a woman, the two of them accidentally fell in love.
However, the eldest grandson of the Zhaixing Pavilion, the head of the pavilion, met this woman by chance. She was a sperm and tried to rely on her own authentic skills to take the other party as her concubine, but she did not expect that the woman had a lover in her heart, so she naturally refused to follow her.
As a result, the eldest son of Zhaixing Pavilion, Changsun, was furious and flattened the secular Taoist temple where Li Mo had temporarily lived. This was not a misfortune, but the woman was the illegitimate daughter of the Taoist temple when she was young, and she ended up cheating her father.
All of this is a pot of hormones.
The secular Taoist temple could not afford to provoke the Shudao Sect. Even if it was just a small sect, it was killed overnight without any hesitation. The woman was strong. In order to protect her chastity, she cut her throat with scissors without hesitation, and since then she faded away.
Li Mo was lucky enough to escape because he went out to visit his friends. However, he still saw the scene where Changsun, the head of Zhaixing Pavilion, and his sorcerer left the Taoist temple with a crazy smile. When he returned to the Taoist temple, he found that the woman had committed suicide. He was so sad that he was wandering around and searching for immortals. Although he had not entered the Taoist Taoist, he had accumulated a lot of strange experience. The design attracted a big monster and ambushed the culprit.
After failing to find the immortal, his first love faded away. Under the blow of his double disheartened heart, Li Mo returned home in disgrace.
However, he never expected that Zhaixing Pavilion did not give up and came to the door after some clues.
Wiping off the blood from the corner of his mouth, his shaking body stood proudly again. Li Mo looked at the two so-called righteous sorcerers who were arrogant and said with a sneer: "Heaven and earth are not kind, and treat all things as straw dogs. If mortals are grass dogs, you will be the same!"
"So brave!"
The sorcerer junior of Zhaixing Pavilion was furious. He was obviously dead, but he still dared to lie. Aren’t he afraid of not dying fast enough?
He immediately raised the sword light and slashed towards Li Mo's neck in a flash, without even the interest in torture for a while.
"Haha, haha!"
Li Mo sneered and closed his eyes slightly, waiting for the killing.
"Da Lang!" his father Li Dahu shouted in despair.
"Master, be careful!"
An urgent voice came from his ears, and at the same time, a powerful force hit him. Li Mo was knocked two or three feet away. After falling to the ground, he rolled seven or eight times in a row before stopping his momentum.
Regardless of the pain in his body, he immediately got up and looked at the position he was standing, but saw the butler Li Fugui standing in front of the two Star-Zhe Pavilion sorcerers, holding a sharp knife in his hand, glaring at each other.
hiss!
A faint sound came from Li Fugui's neck, and then a shocking red line appeared, quickly surrounding the surface of the neck's skin.
Gulu, Li Fugui's head fell off without warning, leaving only a neatly cut neck cavity, and blood gushed out wildly.
Just when he stood there, Li Fugui, the butler of the Li family, had already returned to the underworld.
"Uncle Fugui!"
Li Mo, who was stunned, shouted in grief, and he lost another relative.
The eldest and second housekeepers of the Li family are not surnamed Li, and their real names are not named Fugui and Mancang. They are two old brothers who have been following when their father Li Dahu once traveled around the world. Even in the most difficult and dangerous times, they have never betrayed them.
Until Li Dahu washed his hands and retired to the world, the two people who were still young and strong came to Xiyan Town, and hid their names and started the work of the Grand Butler and the Second Butler.
For more than 20 years, no one knew that the two philosophical and mean housekeepers of the Li family, the rich dog family in the town, were actually martial arts masters.
Although the three young men of the Li family did not know the glorious deeds of the eldest butler Li Fugui and the second butler Li Mancang in the past, they still did not regard them as servants, but respected them as elders.
"My old man!"
A man doesn't cry easily, but Li Dahu lost two brothers in one day, which was heartbreaking.
"Mortals are mortals! Go and die!"
For his failure to successfully kill the target with one sword, he accidentally got into the secondary car. The junior brother of Zhaixing Pavilion not only felt guilty, but his murderous intention was even stronger. He urged the sword light to shoot at Li Mo again, intending to stab him back and forth into a human-shaped hornet's nest.
The sword light had just accelerated, but Li Mo stared at his blood-red eyes, raised his right hand that was flashing with electric light, and roared: "Life Burning! Five Thunders..."
Boom! ~ A lightning as thick as a bucket burst out from his hands.
"careful!"
Seeing Li Mo holding a piece of talisman paper in his hand and an electric arc that appeared in the air, the senior brother of Zhaixing Pavilion suddenly felt something was wrong, and quickly used it in two ways. While urging the sword light to stab Li Mo, he released defensive spells to try to protect the caught young brother.
Thunder broke out on the ground, and the deafening loud noise made everyone within a radius of hundreds of meters almost deaf.
However, the violent lightning not only evaporated the senior brother's defensive spell instantly, but also swallowed the caught junior brother without any obstacles.
The purple-blue light flashed and the air was filled with a strange smell of burnt smell.
The faint blue smoke was then blown away by a strong wind.
"Junior brother! Junior brother!"
The senior brother of Zhaixing Pavilion was somewhat incredible to inspect where his junior brother was just now. In addition to the small black flag still carrying charred cloth pieces, the hand of the evil warlock was thrown on the ground, and there were also some metal fragments with invisible shape.
Several shops next to the street turned into broken walls and remnants. Among them, a terrible human-shaped charred corpse could be vaguely identified. It still raised its hand forward like a conditioned reflex before its lifetime, as if it wanted to catch something, as if it confirmed that the magic released by the talisman was extremely powerful and domineering.
"Hahahahahahahahahahaha!"
Li Mo's laughter became louder and louder. The three-foot Qingfeng sword that had never left his hand fell down and hit the ground with a few harsh collisions. Two flying swords were inserted into his shoulder blades, one left and one right.
The flying sword inserted into his left shoulder sobbed, and the sword light quickly dimmed.
As the master was released by the five thunder Dharma, which was released by the spirit talisman, the spirituality of the flying sword disappeared. Most of the time.
But what was most surprising was that Li Mo's black hair turned white quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even fell off a lot of sparseness, and the left hand of the talisman was even charred and cracked.
"After the emperor is angry, blood flows and pestle, every man is angry, blood splashes five steps, a mortal is angry, and the immortal is at the end of the end!"
Before this, he always thought that the so-called ancestral Five Thunder Dharma Talisman (a liar) he had saved whom he had repaid was a fake.
Now it seems that I have picked up a huge advantage. Not only did I successfully urge it, I also killed an authentic warlock.
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Chapter completed!