Xuanjian Xianzu

244 Chapter 243
An Zheyu kowtowed again and again, rubbing his hands on the ground, his robes and coronets were all in a ball, and said in horror:

"Small man... The villain has heard that geniuses are so wonderful, and you can get one or two of them if you eat them, so when you get greedy for a while..."

Seeing Li Tongya's expressionless face, An Zheyu's eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized, and shouted:
"There is still left! There is still left, my lord, just wait, I made wax..."

He got up, groped around on the upper throne, took out a gold-encrusted jade treasure box, knelt down in front of the three of them, and opened the jade box, pieces of which were dark red and crystal clear. An Zheyu smiled flatteringly and said:

"This……"

Before An Zheyu could say a word, Li Xuanling pulled out his long sword angrily, and struck it with the sheath, and the metal scabbard hit him on the chin, making An Zheyu dizzy and bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he stopped talking immediately.

Li Tongya's hand on the hilt of the sword was clenched white, his expression was still calm, but his eyes narrowed slightly, showing fierceness like a snake, his lips trembled, and he shouted:

"absurd!"

As soon as the voice fell, the buzzing and ear-piercing screams rang out in everyone's ears, causing An Zheyu to scream, and his ears were bleeding. The buzzing and beating of the sword caused the dharma swords at the waists of Li Xuanling and Li Xuanxuan on both sides to tremble.

"Bang!"

The exquisite jade box spun around on the ground, smashed a corner, and the dark red and shiny items inside also rolled to the ground. Li Tongya looked a little gloomy and angry. He kicked the jade box over for many years. He hugged the Qingchi sword behind his back into his bosom, and shook it comfortingly until the humming vibration on the sword disappeared, and then whispered:
"Tie it up and wait for An Zheyan to come."

"No, my lord, absolutely not! Please forgive me!"

An Zheyu knew that if he fell into An Zheyan's hands, his life would be worse than death. He was startled and terrified for a while, he straightened up and yelled, he was just a monk who was born with five layers of Jade Jinglun, Li Xuanling slapped him in the Shengyang Mansion , told him to fall limply.

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Huazhong Mountain fell in an instant, and Li Xuanfeng on the other side led the people to fly for a while before Yuting Mountain slowly appeared in front of his eyes.

The front of Yuting Mountain is narrow and the rear is wide, and the terrain is not strong enough to accommodate too many monks. The mountain is steep and towering, so it is not suitable for ordinary people to live in. Therefore, when Anjia captured Huazhong Mountain, his family moved to the west. Now there are only a few monks on the mountain. , three or two big cats and kittens, looking out worriedly through the array.

Li Xuanfeng and the others stopped in front of the formation, he took off the Jin Geng longbow he was carrying, put on a green and black arrow, and shot towards the formation.

"Oh!"

Dazzling golden light approached from far away, slammed into the big formation, and made a loud bang, shaking the forest for a while, all the fetuses retreated, and the big formation rippled and flickered, at least it was blocking down.

Li Xuanfeng had never thought of breaking it with one arrow, so he drew his bow again, a series of golden arrows fell like meteors, and landed on the formation one after another, causing endless roars, and the formation flickered indefinitely. It was strengthened after the Yu family captured it. The formation on Yuting Mountain was built by An's own family. It is so old that it is not as good as Huazhong Mountain.

The round of intimidation was over, Li Xuanfeng drew his bow and stood up, tilting his head slightly to signal An Zheyan, Li Xuanfeng didn't want to ruin this big formation like this, after all, it was a top-grade formation at the Qi training level, and it would cost about seventy or eighty yuan to build Shi, there are only some fetal-breathing monks from the An family, if they can persuade the former head of the family, An Zheyan, to surrender, the Li family can continue to use this formation.

An Zheyan got Li Xuanfeng's signal, stepped forward quickly, and shouted:

"Blind your dog's eyes! I dare to stop!"

The group of fetus-breathing monks below clearly recognized An Zheyan, and there was a commotion and dispute with each other. After more than ten breaths, they were interrupted by Li Xuanfeng's shock of an arrow, and a white-haired old man was elected. approached the edge of the formation, and shouted:
"But... An Zheyan?!"

In the past, if someone dared to call An Zheyan like that, he would be so furious that he couldn't make a move, but now he didn't realize it, he was overjoyed, and shouted through the formation:

"Since uncle knows me! Quickly open the formation and tell me to wait in."

The white-haired old man is An Zheyan's uncle, but his talent is too poor. He has only cultivated to the third level of fetal breath. He has lived a long time. He is already over 100 years old. It can be said to be a rare longevity. His old face is quite calm and straight Looking into his eyes, he asked:
"How will the Yu family deal with it?"

"Yu Yufeng is dead, Li Tongya broke through to build the foundation, and Huazhong Mountain is probably broken by now, don't struggle anymore!"

An Zheyan yelled with his eyes wide open, and suddenly all the fetus-breathing monks who were shaking their heads were startled and terrified. They all pushed and shoved, and shouted:
"Yu Yufeng is dead?!"

"How is that possible! Late-stage monks of the Foundation Establishment... die as soon as they say they die!"

"How is it impossible? If it wasn't for Yu Yufeng's death, how could the Li family dare to be so bold! Pah, bah, the master's family...is the master's family..."

Someone was already clamoring for the white-haired old man to fight. Hearing the news, he let out a low sigh, looked at Li Xuanfeng holding the bow in the sky, with a sad and indignant expression, and said in a low voice:

"You have to think about it, once the formation is opened, there will be no home, and you and I will be mermaids from now on!"

An Zheyan's expression was extremely sad and angry for a moment, and then turned into determination, gnashing his teeth and saying:

"Uncle! There is no Anjia! An Zheyu is just Yu Mugao's running dog, you don't want to deceive yourself..."

"As early as when Yu Mugao invaded Huazhong Mountain, my son had no choice but to kill himself. When An Zheyu was in charge of the family, there was no home. It was just your wishful thinking. You can get ahead if you join the Li family. If the Yu family takes over, you will Let's see if that poisonous snake Yu Mugao dares to use a different surname as a monk!"

The white-haired monk sighed in a low voice, knowing the advantages and disadvantages. He tapped lightly on the formation plate in front of him, and the formation that shielded the sky and the earth shook slightly. With bursts of cheers, the soldiers and clan soldiers of the Li family swarmed in, like ants swarming up the trails in the mountains.

An Zheyan was overjoyed when he saw this, and fell down from the mountain, carefully put away the disk, and then said to the white-haired monk with a smile:
"You have made great achievements here, and I will be the master of the uncle's house!"

All the monks from the An family looked over with admiration and envy, but the white-haired monk had no expression on his face and only shed two lines of tears, sobbing:

"I...have no face to see future generations!"

So he drew his sword and said in a low voice:

"I deserved to die when the Yu family invaded, but I was only thinking about the safety of your main bloodline, and I still have a useful body. Now that you have surrendered to the Li family, I should die too!"

An Zheyan was shocked when he heard the words, he didn't take precautions, and hurriedly stepped forward, but no white-haired monk moved his fingers so fast, a white-haired head rolled down immediately, and An Zheyan seemed to be burned He backed away, muttered a few words, and replied:
"This...why is this...why is this!"

The head bounced twice on the ground, staring sadly at the sky, and rolled lightly to the young man's feet. Li Xuanfeng looked puzzled, nodded slightly, and said in a low voice:

"An Zheyan, you should bury him generously."

An Zheyan's mood of returning to Yuting Mountain at this moment has been completely wiped out, his face is full of exhaustion, and he still murmurs:
"Why is this..."

Li Xuanfeng raised his eyebrows, his sharp eyes stabbed at him like a sword, and said in a low voice:

"The annexation of aristocratic families is not a matter of harmony, but when you are old, you have regained the naive boudoir habits! Little do you know that the five fairy mountains on the south bank..."

Li Xuanfeng paused, raised his eyebrows slightly, and saw the bloody scene of his father Li Xiangping missing when he was seven years old, he was crawling among the dead with a small wooden bow, he gritted his teeth and his eyes flickered.

"The mountains and rocks are rugged, the trees are rustling, and the tears of so many talented heroes are watered, and the endless flow... is the flesh and blood of his mother's six families!"

(End of this chapter)