Ximen Rende took the transmission note and flew towards Yunmeng Mountain with his sword in anger. Ximen Changqing and Ximen Yunfei quickly followed with their swords.
"Chang Qing, your second uncle has just been attacked. There are three foundation-building monks on the other side. We can't delay. If we arrive a little later, the clan members will be in more danger."
Ximen Rende turned around to explain and continued to fly forward at a faster speed.
"Three foundation-building monks? Fourth uncle, we have to hurry up."
Taking out two middle-grade spiritual stones and nestling them in the palm of his hand, Ximen Changqing rushed to the place where his clan members were in trouble at the highest flying speed of his sword.
"This kid is so fast. Is this really the first level of foundation building?"
Ximen Yunfei also took out two middle-grade spiritual stones with a look of reluctance, but his sword flying speed was not as fast as that of his nephew. He tried his best to catch up, but was thrown further and further away.
"Changqing, you are so fast."
Being caught up by his grandson, Ximen Rende was filled with surprise. He didn't expect that his grandson was so powerful.
"Grandpa, don't give up the middle-grade spiritual stone. There will be a big fight later."
"You're right, now is not the time to be stingy."
Taking out two middle-grade spiritual stones, Ximen Rende frantically absorbed the spiritual energy inside.
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In a valley in Yunmeng Mountain, five first-level high-grade golden-thorned tigers lay helpless on the ground. These were hunted by the Ximen family monks.
However, the hunters also encountered trouble. The three foundation-building monks forced them to barely parry and had no power to fight back.
"puff……"
Ximen Yunsong flew out, spat out a mouthful of blood, and stuffed a Jade Holy Pill into his mouth.
He was facing a master of the fifth level of foundation building who was much stronger than him. He could only barely parry and had no chance to fight back.
The Qi Practitioners next to them were also under great pressure.
Ximen Yunyi, Ximen Yunhai, and Ximen Yunxiao controlled three sword and shield guards to trap a second-level foundation-building monk.
Ximen Changle, Ximen Changxiao, and Ximen Changxin controlled three sword and shield guards, trapping the weakest monk on the first level of foundation building.
The remaining nine tribesmen in the late stage of Qi training can only form a Taoist formation to protect the six tribesmen who control the puppets.
The situation was very unfavorable to the Ximen family members, especially Ximen Yunsong, who had the hardest time resisting the masters of the fifth level of foundation building.
"You two idiots, be careful not to damage my puppet. The intact puppet is more valuable."
The monk on the fifth level of Foundation Establishment was a middle-aged man with an ugly face and a heavy Yin Qi. During the interval of fighting, he did not forget to remind his two subordinates.
"Elder, this puppet beast is very difficult to deal with. If we don't use a heavy hand, our brothers will not be able to defeat this group of Qi cultivators."
"Yes! Elder, these puppet beasts have formed a formation. If you don't smash one of them, it will be really troublesome."
Two tall and thin junior foundation-building monks expressed their feelings. They really did not expect that this puppet beast would be so difficult to deal with.
"What a waste. Just keep it under control. Once I take down this leader, all the resources here will be ours."
The fifth-level foundation-building monk is not in a hurry. In his opinion, the strength gap between the two sides is obvious, and victory is a matter of time.
And if he wants to obtain the intact puppet beast and spiritual weapon flying boat, it would be bad if he forces the other party to destroy the treasure.
In his eyes, whether it is the puppet beast, the flying boat, or the storage bags of everyone in the Ximen family, they are all his things and cannot be damaged.
"Fellow Taoist seems to be seriously injured. Surrender! All of you, keep all your immortal cultivation resources. I can consider letting you go."
The ugly man on the fifth floor of the foundation stared at Ximen Yunsong and spoke to persuade him.
Ximen Yunsong vomited blood, applied a water shield to himself, and said seriously: "Who are you, fellow Taoist? I am a monk from the Ximen family in Qingyang Mountain, why are you trying to rob us?"
"Fellow Taoist, how naive are you? Can't you see that the three of us are evil cultivators? Hurry up and surrender! Don't force me to kill you."
The ugly man seemed to be losing his patience.
He will not really let go of the Ximen family, he just wants to get the intact puppet beast and flying boat.
After all the resources are obtained, it will be easier to kill everyone in the Ximen family. The monks who have lost their magic weapons, talismans and other resources are even more likely to be slaughtered.
"Fellow Taoist, you are too arrogant. My Ximen family's foundation-building master is nearby. It's still too late for you to escape now."
Ximen Yunsong refined the Jade Holy Pill, and his injuries improved little by little, and he was able to survive for a while longer.
"Okay, that's great. If you didn't tell me, I almost forgot that you sent the transmission talisman before, and it was you who forced me to kill you. Don't blame me for being cruel."
The ugly man grinned and sneered, and the Royal Envoy's middle-grade spiritual weapon hammered hard, and the attack became more fierce, forcing Ximen Yunsong to retreat repeatedly.
But no matter how hard he pressed, Ximen Yunsong could always grit his teeth and persevere.
"You do have some potential. You've been able to persist for so long after taking a few blows from me. It's because I underestimated you."
The ugly man was a little surprised. In his opinion, the opponent was hit hard one after another and should have fallen to the ground long ago, at least not so lively.
How would he know that Ximen Yunsong has been refining the Jade Holy Pill? He was injured and healing at the same time, so naturally he could last longer.
"Who is so bold and dares to hurt my Ximen family members?"
Ximen Rende’s majestic roar resounded throughout the valley.
Ximen Changqing also arrived at the same time, and Ximen Yunfei behind him would be able to arrive soon.
"The patriarch is here. The patriarch is here. We are saved."
The Qi Practitioners of the Ximen family were very excited when they heard Ximen Rende's roar.
When the ugly man heard this, his heart tightened. He didn't expect the opponent's support to come so quickly, and there was still a late stage of foundation building.
"If you hurt someone from my Ximen family, you will die."
Ximen Changqing was the first to attack the ugly man on the fifth level of the foundation building. No matter what happened in the middle stage of the foundation building, he had never been afraid.
How could Ximen Rende, who was angry, let his grandson take risks alone? He used the water dragon spear to attack the ugly man and vowed to kill him.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, the ugly man did not dare to stand up, so he ran away with his sword.
"He hurt a member of my Ximen family and still wants to run away."
The grandson of Ximen Rende chased after him, vowing not to let the other party run away.
The injured Ximen Yunsong sat down cross-legged and quickly refined the Jade Holy Pill. He was worried about the Qi Practitioners.
Once his injuries healed, he could cooperate with the Qi Practitioners to take down the two evil cultivators who were trapped.
Strong reinforcements from the Ximen family arrived, and the leader also ran away. Naturally, the remaining two foundation-building monks were not willing to stay any longer.
They used all their strength to attack the sword and shield guards surrounding them. Every attack was heavy, and cracks appeared on the shields of several sword and shield guards.
"ah……"
With a scream, the tall and thin man on the first floor of the foundation suddenly disappeared from the ground.
This was Ximen Yunfei's masterpiece. He arrived later and saw the tribe besieging two foundation-building monks.
He escaped underground, launched a surprise attack from underground, and dragged the tall and thin man on the first floor of the foundation into the ground, and killed him in a battle.
