Chapter 261: Showing the Realm

Li Shen is still falling, his speed is getting faster and faster, and he is about to fall to the ground.

The burning sensation of the right hand spread from the forearm to the whole body, and the spiritual energy suddenly boiled.

Feng Jiang, Liu Qingxiao, and the three tired Taoist people kept oscillating, rotating, and gathering.

A light blue and blurry aura appeared outside Li Shen's body.

When the downward momentum is about to reach its most violent momentum, the spiritual energy will recoil and lift his body up.

Although he still hit the ground hard and made an oval deep pit, Li Shen still suffered no major injuries.

He lifted his hands on the edge of the pit, jumped out of the pit, covered in dust.

But the dust was immediately swept by the spiritual energy and fell.

The black sweatshirt swelled, as if a hot air balloon full of wind was about to take him off the ground.

A dozen steps away, Wan Cai and Fei Jianyi dragged their bleeding body and were fighting with the "Hundred Grass Poison Youxiong".

There were also several camp soldiers who were rushing to see the resentment, standing tall and ready to attack at any time.

Fei Jianyi was unwilling to waste the little spiritual energy left, and was careful enough to use his sword technique to cut down the earth bear layer by layer.

I heard a sound of breaking through the air. When I saw Li Shen falling down, I felt nervous. I saw his strange appearance. Although I was confused, I was not injured. It was a blessing.

Wancai had long lost his patience and used his magic to smash the earth bear to pieces.

Fei Jianyi shouted:

"It is poisonous. If you beat it like this, what should you do if the broken grass flakes touch the skin?"

"Can't be conservative anymore!"

Wan Cai held a brown wide sword and shouted loudly, which attracted the attention of another village clerk.

He was holding a scimitar and was about to kill Jia Rubai who was in a coma.

After being slapped like this, I looked back and smiled, and continued to chop down.

Wancai doesn't care about the loss of spiritual energy, and quickly twist the trick, a black metal pillar several meters high is raised.

The scimitar cut to Jia Rubai's neck, but was blocked by his flesh and blood.

The man looked confused and looked down at the scimitar blade.

Fei Jianyi had arrived, killed his life with one sword, picked up Jia Rubai, and retreated to the side.

There are more and more strange cultivators around, some dressed strangely, some dressed in shabby, and some dressed in three-party uniforms.

The two elders looked at them, but couldn't recognize their faces and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Wancai's spiritual energy is about to come to an end, and he used his secret technique to save Jia Rubai. He couldn't stand up at this moment.

Fei Jianyi held Jia Rubai and ran two steps, then panted and put him down.

I had to let go, and seven or eight immortal cultivators surrounded me.

The two had to grit their teeth to fight.

The cultivators rely on sufficient spiritual energy to display magic tricks crazily,

Fortunately, the cultivators from the clerical tribe have simple and vulgar magic, and the experience is very different from the elders from the serious sects. They cannot decide the winner for a while.

Wancai took the time to shout:

"Young Master Li!"

Fei Jianyi avoided two fireballs, was in a mess, and killed one with one sword.

"Can't you see it? His body is covered with blue light and he is about to break through!"

Wancai blocking water spike, said:

"Break through the mortal period? How to break through at this time? Mr. Li, be careful behind it!"

Li Shen couldn't hear their words, and his spiritual energy gathered in his dantian desperately. It was clearly in his body, and his whole body seemed to be rolled into a strong river.

Knowing that the current crisis is underway, if Wan Cai and Fei Jianyi are going to die, Jia Rubai, who is lying on the ground, will not survive.

The battle on the other side is also fierce, and six people fight together.

Shaohao looked at the six directions and was the first to see Li Shen falling from the sky. It was just too far away and could not see the blue light on his body. He didn't know the situation, but the elders reluctantly supported him, but they saw it very clearly.

He only heard him shouting:

"Dear brothers, Wan Cai, Fei Jianyi, Jia Rubai, and Li Shen are seriously injured. Whoever can kill them will be the elders of Hei Yao surrender!"

The sound was very far away, and two more groups of people flipped in from the wall.

After hearing that he could get the position of elder, Ding Ling took out his weapon and moved closer to Wan Cai and others.

Talisman asked anxiously:

"Are you okay? When I break through, I can no longer hide your realm. If you want to bluff, take advantage of the present."

"Let go!" he said reluctantly.

"Okay!"

With a dragon roar, all the ink placed by Fu Mo on Li Shen was taken back.

Li Shen's realm is clearly exposed.

The cultivator behind him immediately felt his realm and immediately smiled happily.

"The Mortal Stage, he is the Mortal Stage! Haha, I want to become the elder of Hei Yaoshou, and I can choose five kinds of spiritual roots at will!"

He slashed away with one knife, but it was cut in vain.

Li Shen took a few steps back, showing a painful expression on his face, and his dantian gradually became heavier, as if lead blocks were colliding left and right in his stomach.

Looking around, the situation is getting more and more critical.

The lives of the three elders and the residents of Huowang Town are all in their own thoughts, and there is no slightest gratitude.

They must be killed.

"Little Qiankun Sword!"

"Come!"

The mound of soil in the distance suddenly trembled, and the silver sword body was revealed from it. With a "swoosh", the small Qiankun sword broke through the air.

It actually pierced through the back of the cultivator and penetrated it straight to the ground.

"Your Excellency, you are finally back."

The cultivator was still immersed in beautiful fantasies, and suddenly felt a pain in his abdomen. Seeing the trembling sword blade in front of Li Shen, he couldn't believe that the sword was passing through his body.

He kept walking forward a few more steps.

Li Shen didn't look at him, but he didn't know if he hadn't fallen in the end. He held the small Qiankun sword and ran towards the three elders.

A loud shout beside him, and a man twisted his fingers in his hand, and the fireball hit Li Shen's face.

Li Shen slapped his sword and scattered the fire racket into small fireworks. The blade of the sword was cut straight, and the man fell down instantly.

Being a few steps closer to Wan Cai and others, someone noticed that his companion fell down from behind.

"Hey, who are you? How dare you ruin our good things!"

"He is the last name that Senior Xuanyuan reported, Li Shen!"

"Mortal period?"

The cultivators on the outermost side turned their heads and felt when they heard someone mentioning the "mortal period". They changed their targets, and those who hold the knife, and those who hold the stabbing.

For a moment, five or six people surrounded Li Shen, and he was going to exchange him for the position of elder.

Li Shen saw Wan Cai vomiting blood through the crowd. On his left and right, the water ball and the fireball were smashed together. He didn't know if it hit him or not, but he only heard the magic collision and sizzled.

He was extremely anxious, his subordinates showed no mercy and used the sword of the word "Driving".

They all have the early stages of Qi Refining, and have initially mastered various techniques that ordinary people in the mortal stage are difficult to learn.

Many people have just embarked on the path of immortal cultivation and are full of ambitions.

But seeing the ordinary silver sword swinging up and down, I didn't even have time to twist the technique, and a long gap appeared on my body. Before I could come back to my senses, I fell down.

One is like this, two is like this, and three is like this.

Li Shen wore a black sweatshirt and used his wonderful and accurate sword skills, interspersed among five or six people.

Like the god of death wearing a black cloak, when the black shadow passed by, five or six people "humming" almost at the same time, showing horror.
Chapter completed!