Tai Xuan Jing

"What!" The crowd was suddenly noisy. They didn't expect Li Qianmo to be so arrogant and wanted their lives. Many monks were ready to kill Li Qianmo on the spot.

Dan Chenzi watched from a distance, suddenly exuded great power, and suddenly shouted: "I see who dares to touch a single hair of my brother!"

Everyone fell silent immediately, and those who were eager to try shrank back in fright.

Li Qianmo glanced at them with a sneer, and said, "Why, no one dares to fight me?"

"I'm coming!" Sun Yidao suddenly took two steps forward, and stood facing Li Qianmo.

Li Qianmo glanced at him and said with a faint smile: "Elder Sun, I don't want to become enmity with you because of this matter. For the sake of fairness, you can admit defeat at any time in the competition. If you lose, you have nothing to lose. Hand over the Kui Niu Drum."

"What if you don't admit defeat?" Someone in the crowd asked.

"Don't admit defeat?" Li Qianmo smiled coldly, raised his head and said, "Kill me without complaint!"

"Okay, it's fair!" Sun Yidao yelled, and suddenly leaped forward, slapped Li Qianmo with both palms one after another.

Li Qianmo sneered, and without hiding or dodging, he bullied himself to meet him, and everyone screamed when they saw this.

"Puff, puff." With two muffled sounds, Sun Yidao pressed his palms on Li Qianmo's chest and lower abdomen successively, but Li Qianmo stood smiling, seemingly unharmed.

"How is it possible!" Sun Yidao shouted in shock when he saw this, and looked at Li Qianmo in disbelief.

Before he could react, Li Qianmo raised the corner of his mouth and said coldly, "It's time for me."

Before he finished speaking, he reached out with both hands, clamped Sun Yidao's wrists, and exerted force with both hands. There was a crisp "cracking" sound, like the sound of popping beans, and Sun Yidao's arms had been twisted into twists, and the crowd suddenly screamed more than.

"Ah..." Sun Yidao uttered a scream, which made the hairs stand on end.

Before the cry was over, Li Qianmo shot again, raised his right hand high, and there was a crisp "pop", Sun Yidao's left face was swollen and red, and the blood left in his mouth dyed his gray beard red.

"You..." Just as Sun Yidao was about to speak, Li Qianmo raised his hand again, and there was another crisp sound. The left side of Sun Yidao's face was also swollen half an inch high, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, which was also mixed with three white teeth.

"Hugh hurts my master!" A loud cry came suddenly, and a young man in blue emerged from the crowd. Qian Mo opened the door.

"Get out!" Li Qianmo frowned coldly, spun his feet, easily dodged the young man's punch, and kicked the young man's lower abdomen at the same time, the young man flew out immediately, crashed into the crowd, and a dozen people were crushed on the ground ground, wailing.

Sun Yidao was slapped by Li Qianmo's two slaps, staring at him, shaking his head, his ears roared like a tide.

Li Qianmo threw him on the ground like throwing trash, and said coldly, "Do you want to have a Kui Niu Drum?"

Sun Yidao spit out a big mouthful of blood after landing, panting, "You... how dare you treat me like this..."

It was fine if he didn't say this, but when he said this, Li Qianmo's brows stood up straight, and he rushed up to pick him up, and he couldn't help but slapped his ears again, and for a while, he heard only the sound of "papapa..." , All the monks in the audience were dumbfounded and shocked.

Li Qianmo slapped a dozen ears in a row before he stopped, only to see that Sun Yidao's mouth was full of blood, his teeth were gushing out with blood, and his entire face had been beaten to the point of losing its human shape. It is estimated that some people would believe that he is a demon.

"You...you..." Sun Yidao is a giant master at the second level of Hedao after all. Even though he was beaten like this, he was still full of vitality, and he still tried hard to speak, but his face was swollen into a bun, and his speech became very painful. Difficult, even if I am full of anger, I can't say a word.

Li Qianmo clasped Sun Yidao's neck and held it there in the air, his face full of seriousness. His physical strength was extremely strong, and with a little force in his hands, Sun Yidao's neck was immediately strangled, his eyes protruded, and his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. Blood gushed out of the mouth.

"Let go of my master, let go of my master!" Sun Yidao's apprentice rushed over again, punching and kicking Li Qianmo, but Li Qianmo remained motionless.

Dan Chenzi could see clearly from a distance, he was worried that Li Qianmo would really kill Sun Yidao, and that would cause big trouble, so he couldn't help saying loudly: "Brother Li, please forgive him."

"Forgive me!" Bai Mu suddenly yelled loudly, pointing at Sun Yi, and cursed loudly, "A bitch like him is short of smoking, it's best to pinch him to death with a click, and it'll be over once and for all."

Li Qianmo said with a grim expression on his face: "That's right, relying on my own sect's influence to dominate the outside world all day long, I'm already upset. Others dare not kill you, but I, Li Qianmo, dare!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone around seemed to feel the chill coming from Li Qianmo's body, and they all shivered.

Li Qianmo increased his strength while speaking, and Sun Yidao's neck was strangled to the size of a bowl. He kicked his feet straight and made strange quacking noises, like a duck being held by its neck.

Sun Yidao's disciples kept punching and kicking Li Qianmo, Li Qianmo was annoyed by the beating, and shouted impatiently: "Get out!" He kicked his chest again, making a crisp crackling sound, and the blue-clothed youth flew away again. When he went out, he overwhelmed a group of people, vomited blood from his mouth, and could no longer get up.

Seeing that Sun Yidao was about to die in the hands of Li Qianmo, a white figure suddenly appeared out of the crowd, it was actually Chu Xingyao.

Chu Xingyao walked to his side and said slowly, "Li...Qianmo."

"What's the matter?" Li Qian said without turning his head, staring at the dying Sun Yi with eyes full of anger.

"Let him go." Chu Xingyao begged softly. When had all the male cultivators present heard such a gentle tone from him, all the bones in their bodies were crisp.

"No!" Li Qianmo replied decisively, with an extremely stern voice.

Chu Xingyao lowered his head and thought for a while, then said, "Isn't it okay because of my kindness?"

Li Qianmo naturally knew that she was talking about saving him in the past. Although he saved her later, but he said the order of saving others. If he hadn't been saved by her first, then everything would have been gone.

His thoughts changed sharply, and he finally sighed secretly: "Forget it, in fact, she is also doing it for my own good, and just happened to have a step down."

With this in mind, he threw Sun Yidao to the ground, and said viciously, "Forgive your life today, and be more honest with me in the future!"

Seeing this, Bai Mu muttered dejectedly: "Boy Li is so boring, he is afraid of his wife."

Hearing this, Li Qianmo gave him a hard look, and his white eyes shrank back in fright.

The disciples of the Kunlun Sect hurried forward and snatched Sun Yidao back, and stuffed a lot of pills into his mouth, like eating beans.

Li Qianmo swept his eyebrows across the crowd, and said coldly: "Who else wants this Kui Niu Drum, just come up and challenge me!"

With a sound, no one dared to say anything, only a person in the distance muttered in a low voice: "Just kidding, even the giant masters beat him like this three or two times, who would dare to go up."

After waiting for a long time when no one came forward, Li Qianmo raised his voice and said: "Since no one wants it, I will give this Kui Niu Drum to the Xuanyuan clan." He turned to Xuanyuan Jing and said calmly, "Elder Xuanyuan, This drum is yours."

"Thank you, thank you benefactor." Xuanyuan Jing saluted him again and thanked him, walked to the Kui Niu Drum excitedly, put his hands on the Kui Niu Drum, and began to babble mysterious spells in his mouth.

After a while, the Kui Niu Drum vibrated suddenly and quickly became smaller. It took only a moment to become the size of an apple, just like a child's toy.

Xuanyuan Jing held the Kui Niu Drum in his palm, turned around and came to Li Qianmo, and said in a trembling voice: "Li Daoyou, I won't say more polite words. From now on, you will be the best friend of our Xuanyuan clan. If you have any difficulties, Just talk to my Xuanyuan clan, my Xuanyuan clan will never refuse."

Li Qianmo cupped his hands and said, "Elder Xuanyuan is too polite, I just return the property to the original owner."

Xuanyuan Jing waved his hands and shook his head, and said solemnly: "This statement is wrong, Li Daoyou, there are rumors outside that you are a devil who killed your mentor and betrayed your sect, and our Xuanyuan clan has always believed it to be true. This time, I know you are so true." He is so brave, Kui Niugu and other treasures are willing to give them away, I am so grateful." When he said this, his whole body trembled and two lines of old tears flowed, obviously he was too excited.

Several young disciples of the Xuanyuan clan came to support him and comforted him one after another. Li Qianmo said to them: "You help him go back to rest and recover from his injuries. You must take good care of these treasures to prevent anyone from harboring evil intentions." He said at the end When he said a word, he turned his head and glanced at the crowd, and many people lowered their heads and dared not look at him.