The immortality of mortals

Chapter 20 Killing
Yang Xuan, who has mastered the Five Elements Qi Condensation Technique, can conceal his own breath in any Five Elements environment.

Unless the opponent possesses extremely powerful pupil skills, or is of a much higher level.

It's impossible to see through his hiding place with ordinary spiritual vision skills.

At this moment, Biyun Mountain is filled with thick fog, and the line of sight is greatly blocked. With the help of the Teng Suo Yi Wood Formation, Yang Xuan can be said to be a peerless assassin who comes and goes without a trace.

Several monks who rushed towards Qinyin, although they were prepared in advance, were as brittle as paper under Yang Xuan's talisman and were instantly cut in half.

There is a popular saying in the world of cultivating immortals: one-third of the power is worth seven-fold of the treasure.

Whether monks of the same realm have powerful magical weapons in their hands, the difference in combat power can be described as a huge chasm.

Yang Xuan, who uses talismans, crushes monks in the same realm who use magic weapons like chopping melons and vegetables.

"what!"

The beheaded monk could only scream in pain and soon died.

"Don't go there, let's go directly to the next formation!"

Fu Tianxing endured the disturbance of the music and spoke to the team with difficulty.

However, Yang Xuan did not intend to let them go and directly launched an active attack.

He drove the snake sword talisman, and with the help of the demonized vegetation formed by the rattan rope Yimu array, he came and went without a trace, attacking and killing the casual cultivators on the edge from various tricky angles.

As soon as the blow was successful, he immediately gathered his energy and ran away.

In just half a stick of incense, the cultivators who entered the mountain were killed to the point of fear, and everyone was in danger.

Originally, with Yang Xuan's cultivation level, even if his magic power was stronger than that of the same level, it was impossible to defeat a dozen or twenty monks working together.

However, at this moment, he was fighting at home, and with the help of formations, his strength doubled.

On the other hand, the Fu family's team was suppressed by the Lost Tracking Formation, attacked by the Vine Rope Formation, and had to be distracted by the sound of the piano at all times, so they could only use less than half of their strength.

As one goes down and the other goes down, Yang Xuan has the upper hand.

When the fourth formation eye was finally removed after going through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, the group of casual cultivators collapsed.

There were more than 30 people jostling each other when entering the mountain, but now only about a dozen were left.

But the road ahead is still unknown, and it is still shrouded in endless fog.

"Fellow Taoists, don't panic, the last formation should be ahead. As long as you persist for a moment, you can break through this mountain and kill the enemy!"

Fu Tianxing shouted loudly, trying to calm people's hearts.

But at this moment, there was a low voice, sounding from deep in the mountain forest, making it impossible to identify the direction.

"Child of the Fu family, I have ten levels in the Biyun Mountain maze, and each level is more dangerous than the last. If you want to die, there is no need to drag others with you!"

When Fu Tianxing heard this, he immediately wanted to refute it.

But for the casual cultivators who were already panicking, hearing this became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

A monk said in a trembling voice:

"Senior, I was deceived into the mountains without knowing the situation. Please forgive me for any offence. I have no intention of being your enemy. Please let me go!"

The monk's words immediately resonated with the people around him, and they began to beg for mercy.

"Yes, senior, we were just deceived. I hope senior will spare our lives and let us live!"

"you?!"

Fu Tianxing's expression changed drastically and he scolded sternly.

"Stupid! Do you really think that if you beg for mercy, the Yang family will let you go?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, his deep voice burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, our pure place in Biyun Mountain is not beautiful if it is stained with too much blood. In this case, let us let you live!"

As the deep voice spoke, a path leading down the mountain gradually appeared.

"Quick, let's go!"

The casual cultivators screamed and fled along the path.

"Come back, come back quickly. This is the enemy's plan to divide each other. They want to defeat each other!"

Fu Tianxing shouted and his throat became hoarse.

However, the casual cultivator who regards Biyun Mountain as a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, just wants to escape and save his life.

In an instant, only Fu Tianxing, Uncle Clan, the Formation Master and a few other close friends were left in the team.

The facts are as expected.

After the casual cultivators fled along the path, they soon discovered that there was thick fog again in front of them, and all the fellow travelers behind them disappeared without knowing when.

A serious feeling of uneasiness came over me.

The lone cultivator used all his magic weapons to be on guard, and at the same time shouted loudly for help.But suddenly a gray light flew out of the fog.

The casual cultivators suddenly fell to the ground.

Yang Xuan took back the talisman with an expressionless face.

Kill towards the next monk.

He has no habit of being moral to his enemies and keeping his promises.

If he hadn't been strong enough and had Xin Ruyin's array to defeat the enemy, he would have ended up with many monks bloodbathing Biyun Mountain today.

Less than a quarter past one.

By the time Yang Xuan killed all the casual cultivators and rushed back to the Fu family's team, he had already used spirit stones to restore his mana to its peak state.

The five members of the Fu family, who were thinking hard about how to escape, suddenly heard the sound of the piano playing again.

A figure in white came slowly along with the sound of the piano.

"Yang Xuan, is that you?!"

When Fu Tianxing saw the person coming, his expression changed wildly and he said: "Impossible! How come you have the tenth level of Qi Refining?!"

Could it be that he was the master who forced the monk team to collapse just now?
Fu Tianxing couldn't imagine that a young monk who was at the bottom of Qi refining half a year ago would suddenly reach the top of Qi refining.

How can this be?

"Little friend, it was our fault. We should not have come to Biyun Mountain in the first place. Now we have suffered heavy losses. We have learned a lesson and are willing to offer three hundred magical weapons and spiritual stones to make amends."

The middle-aged uncle next to him said in a deep voice:
"As long as you let me go, I will definitely do nothing wrong in the future, and the Fu family will also remember the kindness of my little friend."

The middle-aged man specially put the accent on the word "Fu family", obviously to identify himself and others.

"If you come together, there may be a way to survive."

Yang Xuan turned a deaf ear to the threats and inducements and just smiled coldly.

"What a good boy, you are at the tenth level of Qi refining and you dare to boast!"

The middle-aged clan uncle roared angrily, and the other monks attacked in unison.

Several magical weapons flashed with brilliance and attacked Yang Xuan, as well as talismans and spells, which were locked on the young man's body and launched at the same time.

At this moment, there was a harsh sound from the piano, interrupting the attack rhythm of several people.

Yang Xuan controlled the flying sword and talisman to chop down the enemy's magic weapon, and it perfectly coordinated with the sound of the piano.

At the same time, the demonized vegetation around him lifted him up, as if it had turned into an extension of his limbs, helping him to move around and resist the defense.

With the sound of the piano, the mist, and the vegetation, Yang Xuan took advantage of the power of the three parties to fight to the death with the enemy.

The middle-aged clan uncle who was at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, and the other four monks who were of the same level, put him under great pressure.

Predicting the enemy's spells, seizing the gaps to attack, and using body skills to dodge, Yang Xuan devoted himself to the battle.

He felt that his spirit became more solid, and his mind gradually transformed from the peace in his previous life.

The heart is like the edge of a sword, and life is like grass...

Yang Xuan's powerful magic power makes him more and more courageous as he fights. The snake sword and talisman are filled with lightning, and people appear and disappear among the grass and trees like ghosts.

Unexpectedly, he followed the fighting opportunity and stabbed out with his sword.

The gray light broke through the middle-aged monk's cassock defense and instantly opened a bloody hole in his head.

"what!!"

The clan uncle at the twelfth level of Qi Refining with the highest level of cultivation was the first to die.

The remaining few people lost their minds and were confused by the sound of the piano. Yang Xuan seized the opportunity to defeat them one by one.

In the end there was only one person left.

"Don't, don't kill me. I am the disciple that the ancestor favors. If you kill me, the Fu family will not let you go. The ancestor of Jiedan can destroy Biyun Mountain with just one move of his hand..."

Fu Tianxing looked at the corpses all over the ground alone, with his hair disheveled and no longer caring about his image, he knelt down and begged for mercy.

Half a day ago, he was full of ambitions and rushed into the mountain to break the formation. Unexpectedly, in just a few hours, the entire army was wiped out. It made him feel like he was in a dream, completely unbelievable.

"As long as you let me go, I will be a cow and a horse for you..."

The young man kowtowed and wanted to say something else.

It's a pity that Yang Xuan doesn't have the habit of talking nonsense in battle.

The snake sword talisman flashed.

Heads fell off and blood spread all over the ground.

All 33 Qi Refining monks have been wiped out!

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