City Lord Li Dong and the old man with white eyebrows agreed tacitly to fight farther and farther away from the ruins, but their calculations in their hearts were naturally completely different.

What City Master Li Dong wanted to do was to drag the white-browed old man aside to prevent the other party from suddenly attacking Shen Xisheng and his team.

The old man with white eyebrows was afraid of the magic weapon in the hands of City Master Li Dong, so he pulled it aside to prevent the other party from detonating the magic weapon again to attack him and the black-faced man.

"Hmph, don't struggle pointlessly. You don't really expect those Qi Refining monks to defeat Foundation Establishment?"

The white-browed old man manipulated the magic weapon to shoot out several beams of light while taunting City Lord Li Dong, hoping that the other party could be captured as soon as possible.

The Lord Li Dong, who smiled and said nothing, used his treasured mirror to deflect all the opponent's attacks to other places, and then fired a golden beam of light to counterattack the white-browed old man.

He was too lazy to talk to the white-browed old man. He only needed to hold the other side and wait for Fellow Daoist Li to come to support him.

As early as the night he fought against the demon Dong Lian, he had seen how powerful the monks in uniform were when they joined forces, so he naturally trusted Shen Xisheng very much.

Sure enough, not long after the turn-based battle between City Lord Li Dong and the white-browed old man started, there was movement from the ruins.

The old man with white eyebrows was shocked when he saw several walls of fire shooting towards him, and he quickly moved back and distanced himself from City Lord Li Dong.

He looked at the menacing monks, and the surprise on his face became more intense:

"How is it possible, the nigger actually fell into trouble?!"

Seeing that the situation was settled, Li Dongcheng breathed a sigh of relief and began to use his words to provoke the opponent:

"Why, what you said before was so satisfactory, but now the result is completely different."

But the white-browed old man is not a reckless man like the black-faced man. Faced with the provocation of Lord Lidong, he chose to ignore it.

Immediately afterwards, he fled towards the outside of the city without looking back.

How could Lord Lidong let the other party escape like this? He quickly pursued him, followed closely by the team led by Shen Xisheng.

The monks throughout Lidongcheng launched a vigorous pursuit of the old man with white eyebrows.

But the old man with white eyebrows is the monk with the highest level of cultivation at the moment after all, and everyone's various interception methods failed to stop him from escaping quickly.

It didn't take long for the old man with white eyebrows to rely on his vigorous skills to reach the city wall area, and he was about to escape.

City Lord Li Dong gritted his teeth, and the golden light in his hand shone brightly. Then he threw the mirror directly towards the old man with white eyebrows.

I saw the treasure mirror turning into a golden stream of light and flying to the side of the old man with white eyebrows, and then the familiar sound of explosion came.

Alas, another magic weapon exploded...

City Lord Li Dong sighed helplessly in his heart. Although he was rich, he didn't waste money like that!

However, the effect of this move was extremely good. Because the old man with white eyebrows underestimated the decisiveness of City Lord Li Dong, he was blown up by the treasure mirror magic weapon. Although he was not seriously injured, he was also delayed.

Damn it!

Feeling that the spiritual power in his body was disrupted by the explosion, the white-browed old man couldn't help but cursed secretly. It was obviously impossible to escape again.

He turned around bravely, preparing to fight to the death with City Lord Li Dong.

City Lord Li Dong took this opportunity to bully him, took out a vajra with his backhand, and smashed it on his head!

Why the hell does this person have so many magic weapons?!

Looking at the Vajra in the hand of City Master Li Dong, the white-browed old man's face became increasingly ugly, and he had no choice but to control the skull magic weapon and move forward.

A muffled sound came from the two magic weapons. This time, the two of them were evenly matched. Seeing this, the white-browed old man quickly pulled away and distanced himself.

Fortunately, his magic weapon was also extraordinary, and he did not suffer much damage after resisting the blow from City Master Li Dong.

So while rubbing the spell with his hands, he controlled the skull magic weapon to resist the next attack of City Lord Li Dong. After blocking it several times in a row, the spell in his hand was ready to be completed.

A dark red fire dragon was born from the hands of the old man with white eyebrows, and rushed directly towards Lord Li Dong!

Although City Master Li Dong looked shocked when he saw this, he was not too panicked. He saw a blue light emitting from his robe, and the tiger tattooed on it actually came to life.

One dragon and one tiger quickly got into a fight, and they were directly torn together, fighting fiercely.

But the old man with white eyebrows obviously did not expect this method of the opponent. The decisive move was blocked, and he could only watch helplessly as City Lord Li Dong continued to pursue him.

And just when Lord Li Dong's vajra was about to hit the old man with white eyebrows, a black light suddenly flashed beside him.

City Lord Li Dong, who was paying attention to the white-browed old man, felt a sudden pain in his waist, and then his whole body flew directly towards the ground!

Finally, he crashed into a house, causing dust and other people's exclamations, and his life or death was uncertain.

"Why did it come so slowly?"

The old man with white eyebrows looked at the young man in black robe beside him, with a hint of reproach in his tone.

Faced with the accusation from the white-browed old man, the young man in black robe spread his hands, shrugged, and replied with a playful smile:

"The situation on my side is very difficult, Senior Baihun. The other party has perfected his foundation building. It took me a lot of effort to drag him to the point where he was poisoned."

He glanced at the team of monks coming from the other side, touched his chin casually, and showed no respect for the white-browed old man in his words:

"Moreover, how did I know that the two seniors would still be in a hard fight against this kind of thing? Even the nigger senior was trapped here. It's really shocking."

The old man with white eyebrows was ridiculed by the young man in black robe, but he had no idea of ​​refuting.

First of all, the other party was indeed right. He and the nigger did capsize in the gutter because they underestimated the enemy. This is a fact.

Secondly, this young man in black robe is very powerful and is expected to be promoted in the Taoluan Club in the future. As an old man, I don’t dare to offend him too much.

"Song Xuan, how many people are left in our branch?"

The old man with white eyebrows did not want to continue discussing the matter between himself and the nigger, so he began to change the topic.

When Song Xuan heard this, he said nonchalantly:

"We are the only two left now. After we deal with these miscellaneous fish, we can make sacrifices to restore our strength and then find a way to join up with other branches."

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"You and I are the only two left. Well, let's attack this small town first."

Knowing that his previous branch was almost completely surrounded, the white-browed old man didn't have much emotion. Demon cultivators always put their own interests first and there was no great friendship.

Now that Lord Lidong City has been eliminated by Song Xuan, the remaining monks are no longer a concern. It’s time to completely defeat them.

There is actually a foundation-building demon cultivator, and he is so strong!

Not far away, Shen Xisheng saw the young man in black robe in mid-air and thought something was wrong.

Lord Li Dong's life and death are uncertain after being attacked by a sneak attack. It is almost impossible for him to lead all the monks to fight against two foundation-building demonic cultivators at the same time!

Shen Xisheng's idea naturally appeared in the minds of other monks, and various panic emotions quickly spread among the team.

The morale that had finally been built up fell to the bottom instantly because of the appearance of this young man in black robe.

The young man in black robe floated arrogantly above the team, looked down at the monks like a superior, and mocked unceremoniously:

"You ants, it's really awesome to be able to struggle to this point. I admit that you are much stronger than that nigger.

But he is a waste, and I am not. It would be better for you little ants to be trampled to death by me. I don’t like to make things too troublesome."

The monks looked at the young man in black robes with livid faces as he mocked them, but no one dared to resist directly, just because the difference in strength was too big.

Shen Xisheng looked at the crowd that was in deathly silence and sighed helplessly, has he still come to this point?

His expression became determined, and his aura began to gradually rise. Then he took a step forward, raised his head and shouted to the sky:

"If heaven had not given birth to me, Li Feiyu, my swordsmanship would be as long as the night!"

Then he raised his hand and said sternly:

"Here comes the sword!"

The young man in black robe, who had looked disdainful just now, suddenly hardened his eyes, and when he sensed the crisis, he quickly retreated.
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