"Get out! Or die!" This was Li Xiuyuan's declaration.
He doesn't mind letting these guys go back and bringing in more powerful old monsters.
Just like what he taught Xiao Hei and Xiao Hu by words and deeds, if he was afraid that his opponent would cause trouble for him, he might as well just kill him head-on.
Not to mention the time when he was practicing in the Five Realms before.
Just talking about the ten years when he lost his memory, whether he met Jun Wuyou in the Shura Realm, or later met Qin Qianshan and others.
He has never been afraid. If he can't be beaten, you can go find helpers. I don't care!
The middle-aged man standing in the rain gently pulled out the leaves that were deep in his chest and silently applied some gold medicine.
He waved his hand to recall his subordinates who were standing in a daze outside the wine shop.
Seeing that his uncle was injured in the chest, even Yang Jue under the tree stopped roaring.
A group of people stood quietly under the tree across the street, letting the spring rain fall from the bamboo hats on their heads to the ground.
The middle-aged man looked coldly at Li Xiuyuan who walked out of the counter.
A strong zhenqi surged out from his burly body, and there was only a hissing sound, and the branches and leaves on the trees on the roadside were instantly stirred into the air.
Standing in the vast spring rain, holding a sword in one hand, even though his chest was stained with blood, he was as unstoppable as the God of War.
Li Xiuyuan did not rush out of the store, but stood on the edge of the counter, silently watching the group of people in the rain.
The middle-aged man shouted coldly: "It's actually a witchcraft!"
Li Xiuyuan didn't bother to explain to him, but replied coldly: "What do you care about me?"
In his opinion, as long as these guys leave now, he can pretend that nothing happened and wait for more Turkic monks to attack.
After much deliberation, my decision was correct.
Since he came to the Tang Dynasty to see the excitement, he couldn't get involved with the imperial city, especially the royal dignitaries of the Tang Dynasty.
Guys like these from the desert in front of him were regarded as his gifts to the emperor of the Tang Dynasty.
In less than three years, the emperor will lead a large army to attack the Turks. This is all a matter for later.
The middle-aged man shook the long sword in his hand, struck Li Xiuyuan in the wine shop from afar, and said with an indifferent expression: "In this case, you can die!"
Even though his chest was injured and his strength was compromised, he was still a strong man in the mid-distraction stage.
He believed that as long as he left the wine shop and relied on the sword energy he created, even if the young man possessed evil powers, he would not be able to hurt him.
Because in his knowledge, no one has ever been able to chop out a leaf like a long sword!
He can also use flying flowers and leaves, but it is absolutely impossible to hurt a monk in the distraction state.
Not to mention being injured, it is impossible to break the aura of the distracting monk's body.
The only explanation can only be that there is something strange in this wine shop, and the young man possesses witchcraft!
Li Xiuyuan, who was standing at the counter, couldn't help but sneered as he watched the middle-aged man strike out with his sword again, a shocking sword energy.
If you want to fight, then fight!
The power of Buddhism gathered in his fingers again, and just as he was holding the flower, a petal on the counter rose up without any wind, flying up and down between his fingers, like a cheerful butterfly.
However, at this moment, a sword energy flew from the middle-aged man's sword to the door of Xianlai Winery!
Shaking his head, Li Xiuyuan waved his left hand and opened the magic circle at the door.
A faint golden light appeared, coming from the spring rain, and the sword energy that was about to cut off the head was like a mud cow entering the sea, but it failed to bring any harm to Li Xiuyuan.
Not even the "Xianlai" sign hanging on the door was moved.
Looking coldly at the middle-aged man and the six people behind him in the spring rain, he said: "Get out now, you can still leave Chang'an alive."
This is the third time he has issued a warning to these guys.
If the reckless guy in front of him strikes again, he will not show mercy. There is a limit to his patience.
The old man in the backyard sighed: "Strange, where did my disciple go today?"
Li Xiuyuan shook his head: "It is no longer her grudge with these guys. These people have evil intentions and are afraid they will find a nest in the imperial city."
Even if the Turkic merchants came to the imperial city to do business, they would not be so bold as to openly compete with others for territory.
There is only one explanation. These guys saw that the area here was quite secluded and wanted to set up a den in Chang'an City.
Just like Nanyun City in the Five Domains, the monks from Nanhai operated in Nanyun City for more than ten years and built a huge den.
If he hadn't taken precautions in advance, I might not have had to fight that battle at all.
Ignoring the old man's emotion, Li Xiuyuan quietly stared at the middle-aged man standing in the rain.
The middle-aged man roared angrily: "Why are you still standing there? Use the bows and arrows in your hands to shoot this small wine shop into a hornet's nest. I won't believe it!"
As soon as these words came out, Li Xiuyuan's anger was instantly ignited.
As long as these guys dare to shoot the bows and arrows in their hands, he will show no mercy. Speaking of bows and arrows, that is his strong point.
Seeing the middle-aged man giving an order to attack, except for Yang Jue whose arm was chopped off, the remaining five people took out the bows and arrows hidden under their raincoats.
They all aimed at the wine shop across the street and Li Xiuyuan.
The middle-aged man let out an extremely sad roar: "Let's take action together and let this place turn into ruins!"
"Whoosh whoosh!" The five iron arrows left the bowstring in an instant and flew towards the Xianlai Wine Shop. All the monks from the Turks had sharp archers, not to mention that the distance in front of them was only ten feet!
The moment the iron arrow flew out, the middle-aged man also rushed forward a few steps, and the long sword in his hand slashed out a sword energy again!
A sword energy that condensed all his cultivation was just to cut Li Xiuyuan and the wine shop into ruins!
Coldly, Li Xiuyuan looked at the five people across the street and softly said three words!
Three words that only the old man in the backyard can hear!
The old man in the backyard sighed and shook his head: "Why bother?"
I saw that there were not just five iron arrows shot across the street. Once the iron arrows were shot, the enemy would not fall down or stop until the arrows on his body were empty.
For a moment, I saw one iron arrow after another, converging with the middle-aged man's sword energy that condensed all the power, heading towards Xianlai Liquor.
This time, not even a faint golden light rose outside the door of the small wine shop, but dozens or hundreds of invisible sword energy slashed out!
Ever since Li Xiuyuan came down from the snow mountain, he had remodeled the array in front of and behind the house.
The sword energy coming out of the magic circle is no longer the golden light before. The golden light is too distracting. He wants to dig a hole quietly and bury people quietly!
Since you said I have demonic energy here, I will use the demonic energy to kill people!
"Whoosh whoosh!" Countless iron arrows seemed to be shot on a huge light curtain, and instantly fell on the bluestone outside the shop.
The killing sword struck by the middle-aged man plunged into the sea like a mud cow again, without causing even a single wave in front of Li Xiuyuan.
When a person is in the store, he is an invincible existence in this world.
Just as the old man in the backyard sighed, countless sword energies were cut out from the magic circle and struck into the spring rain!
Then there was a burst of screams of "Ah...".
The monks holding bows and arrows just let out a scream, and then they fell down like withered grass in a wheat field in autumn and turned into countless pieces!
Before he fell into the rain, Yang Jue, who was leaning under the tree, let out a cry of surprise, and countless flames burst into flames in the spring rain.
The Turkic monk who was slashed by the magic circle's sword instantly burst into flames.
"Ah...this is impossible! You are the devil!"
The middle-aged man in the rain let out a howl, with countless blood splashing all over his body. The long sword in his hand was propped on the ground, pointing at the expressionless Li Xiuyuan and roaring.
It didn't matter if he was distracted in the middle stage of cultivation, Li Xiuyuan didn't want to take his life, otherwise, he would probably burn like the people behind him.
If it weren't for the long sword in his hand, he might have fallen into the rain at this time.
At the previous moment, he even felt the breath of death flying past his eyes.
Li Xiuyuan looked at him expressionlessly, thinking that if you still refuse to look back, just flow into the earth with the spring rain. Anyway, I don't mind.
At this time, the middle-aged man in the rain was only five feet away from Xianlai Wine Shop.
The middle-aged man silently took out a pill from his arms and swallowed it. He looked up at the falling rain and sighed.
Li Xiuyuan in the wine shop wondered whether the enemy in the rain would retreat in spite of the difficulties.
But the middle-aged man was thinking about revenge for his dead subordinates, and whether he should fight the young man in front of him desperately!
Until this moment, he still firmly believed that the young man in the wine shop just used black magic to kill his men.
Not to mention, other than magic, he couldn't explain these flames that even rain couldn't extinguish to himself.
Yang Jue, who was leaning under the tree, was too frightened to speak.
Not to mention that the five companions had turned into a quietly burning flame, and even the god-like uncle was covered in blood.
He suddenly regretted coming to Datang!
It was not his intention to rob Qin Xiangyu's inn, it was just the arrangement of the elders, and he had to do it. With the situation developing now, he didn't even know if he could leave this place alive.
He is afraid!
Just as the uncle said, the boy in the wine shop is a monster, a monster that can eat people.
He secretly made up his mind that as long as he could leave today, even if he was beaten to death, he would never come to the Imperial City of the Tang Dynasty again.
Looking at the middle-aged man in the rain, Li Xiuyuan said coldly: "Either get out or die here!"
The middle-aged man sighed, and without even saying anything to Yang Jue, who was the only one left behind him, he took out a black object from his arms and threw it forward!
"court death!"
Li Xiuyuan scolded, and the petals wrapped around his fingers were like lightning. Even lightning couldn't describe the petals in front of him!
The petals pierced through the rain and mist, turned into a spiritual sword, and cut on the black thing between the lightning and stone fire...
A black object thrown by the middle-aged man was instantly lifted into the sky by a piece of petals...
"Boom!" A violent explosion sounded in the air...
"Boom!" A burst of earth-shaking spring thunder sounded in the air, instantly covering up the sound of the explosion!
Dots of sparks fell from the sky. If it hadn't been for Li Xiuyuan's petals, even the old man in the backyard wouldn't have been able to stop everything happening in front of him.
That's not all, when the first petal turned into a spiritual sword and was slashed out...
The second petal has pierced the wind and rain in an instant...
It turned into a ray of light that appeared in an instant, passing through the middle-aged man's chest and piercing his heart...
Amidst the rumbling spring thunder, the middle-aged man held his bleeding chest and asked in shock and anger: "What kind of sword is this?!"
Looking at him, Li Xiuyuan replied coldly: "You know that I can do magic, so just think that my sword is also a demon sword!"
This sword energy slashed out was still far away from the sword of the saint in heaven and earth.
But she has a bit of the sword power of the Meishan Female Saint.
In the backyard, the old man also felt the terrifying and fierce sword power, but he believed that he would never be able to turn this thin petal into the sword power that cut through the wind and rain!
The old man asked in disbelief: "The flower is not a flower! The sword is not a sword. What kind of sword intention is this?"
The middle-aged man looked at Li Xiuyuan and roared for the last time: "Where did this evil magic come from? Yang Jue, go back and find someone to avenge us!!"
Li Xiuyuan looked at the middle-aged man who was gradually burning up and shook his head.
Said: "Why bother, I have let you go twice!"
The middle-aged man threw himself heavily into the rain. At the moment he was about to die, an almost inaudible voice came to his ears.
"This is a sword from a saint!"
