Chapter 1310

Jinxia Shandong noodles.

Li's main hall.

"Well, Zhu Rong really doesn't want to live any more. He dares to fight for our ancestors. Who should I be, Li Wei?" Li Wei, the ancestor of the Li family, was sitting on a golden dragon chair, his face full of contempt.

The six li jiedan friars sitting on both sides of the hall also showed disdain.

"Laozu, the Zhu family suddenly gave us a letter of war. Did they ask for any help?" A middle-aged friar stood up and frowned.

Li Wei said coldly: "it's just a wish family. Even if we really ask a helper, what kind of goods can we invite? Most of our Li family and the middle-term masters of jiedan in the North cool land have friendship. Surely there won't be any friars in the middle and later period of jiedan going through this kind of muddy water. "

"Yes, even if the Zhu family really invited one or two early friars of jiedan, why are we afraid of them?" An old man stood up and said.

Li Wei said with a sneer, "well, tomorrow I'll meet some old people of the Zhu family."

……

The next day, the sky was clear.

Seven friars of jiedan period of the Li family led hundreds of people of the founding period to the barren mountain at the junction of the East and west sides of Jinxia mountain.

Li Wei, the ancestor of the Li family, was wearing a gorgeous golden robe and sitting on a golden dragon chair. He was carried in mid air by four disciples of the Li family during the foundation period, just like the emperor.

To put it bluntly, the war between the two families is actually the war between the friars of jiedan period and the friars of foundation period.

Zhu's masters also gathered on the other side of the mountain.

Seeing Li Wei sitting in the Golden Dragon chair and being carried over by people, Zhu Rong showed a deep look of contempt on his face and said with a sneer, "ha ha, Li Daoyou, you're really powerful today."

Li Wei glanced at Zhu Rong and the four monks behind him and said with a sneer, "what else can I do for you? Just you trash, do you want to fight against my Li family? What a joke

Zhu Rong laughs: "Li Wei, don't be happy too soon. Of course, we have invited the master, Xiao Daoyou, to you! "

As soon as the voice fell, a light from the west side of the barren mountain rose to the sky and flew to Zhu Rong. He is a strong man in black, with a full face and a big figure.

This person is just Shen Lang after changing face. He stares at Li Wei on the Golden Dragon chair without expression, and says coldly: "no need to talk more nonsense. Are you the ancestor of the Li family?"

Li Wei felt the sharp eyes of the waves, and his mind was awe inspiring. Did this man have jiedan's later cultivation?

It's not just Li Wei. Seeing the sudden waves, the six friars of the Li family in the early days of jiedan were shocked.

"Li is proud to know most of the jiedan period masters in Beiliang. This Taoist friend is very familiar. I don't know what benefits Zhu Rong has given you? Li is willing to pay double Li Wei's face was a little ugly, and he yelled.

He has just broken through the late jiedan, not long ago, the other side moved out a late jiedan master, Li Wei is really hairy.

Shen Lang is too lazy to talk nonsense. He only points to the pure Yang Sword formula, and a hundred meter long air sword condenses in front of him, attacking the Golden Dragon chair with thunder.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the Golden Dragon chair was struck in two.

With a sound of "Crouching trough", Li Wei immediately flew out of the Golden Dragon chair and sacrificed a broken ancient treasure folding fan with a purple and gold real dragon carved on it.

The fight started so soon, which Zhu Rong and others had not expected.

"Daoyou, are you serious? My Li family has nothing to do with you. Why do you need to help Zhu family Li Wei's face was so gloomy that he roared.

As a last resort, he didn't want to work with a monk in jiedan's later period.

"There's so much nonsense. I'll die!"

Shen Lang turned his right hand and held the green sky hammer in his hand.

"In that case, I'll see what your strength is!" Li Wei's face was ferocious, and frantically injected spiritual power into his folding fan.

"Purple Dragon fan, open!"

With a loud drink, Li Wei unfolded the folding fan in his hand and slapped it fiercely towards the waves.

"Roar!"

The folding fan gave off a dazzling glow, and a hundred meter long purple wind Dragon flew out of the folding fan. The purple wind dragon flaunted its teeth and claws, and rushed towards the waves like lightning.

Shen Lang's eyes shrunk slightly when he saw this. Li Wei's ancient folding fan is similar to Gongsun Yang's crutch, but it is much less powerful.

"Look out, Xiao Daoyou! This old Li Wei's Purple Dragon fan is very powerful Seeing that the Dragon blows out, Zhu Rong's face also turns a little pale. He can't help but remind him in a loud voice.

"Hum!"

There was a trace of disdain in the corner of Shen Lang's mouth, which urged his spirit power. As soon as the light of the broken sky hammer in his hand rose, it turned into a giant hammer tens of meters long, flashing.

He waved a huge hammer, carrying the strength of the million, toward the purple wind dragon hit.

"Boom!"

A huge sound came, and the sky breaking hammer hit the purple wind dragon solidly. The violent explosion seemed to make the whole Jinxia mountain roar.The fierce storm was like a landslide. The trees in the middle of the barren mountain were uprooted, and some friars in the front row were even swept away by the strong wind.

"No No way

Li Wei saw that the other party was waving an unknown magic weapon of giant hammer. He just beat the wind dragon with an understatement. He set off a storm in his heart and couldn't believe his eyes.

Even if is the top knot Dan later period friar, also absolutely impossible so easily take down own this blow. He saw that the green hammer in Shen Lang's hand should be a powerful and amazing ancient treasure!

"Well, that's it? Let's die, then

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Lang continued to wave the sky breaking hammer at Li Wei.

Li Wei was so scared that he didn't have time to urge the Purple Dragon fan to fight back again. Looking at the giant hammer falling from the sky, Li Wei's pupils kept enlarging, and he yelled in despair: "no! Daoyou, spare your life! "

It's too late.

The hammer fell down and hit Li Wei's body.

"Boom!"

With a dull sound, Li Wei's body was smashed by the green glow at the bottom of the hammer. There was no residue left, and a layer of blood mist floated in the air.

Seeing this amazing scene, Zhu Rong and other monks of Zhu family in jiedan period could not help but take a cold breath.

When Zhu Rong grew up, he almost thought he saw the illusion. Although he guessed that Shen Lang's strength was good, it was It's a little too fast, isn't it?

Is Li Wei killed in seconds just in front of him?

The six friars in jiedan period of the Li family were completely stupid and couldn't believe this fact.

Shen Lang takes a lunge, grabs the Purple Dragon fan in midair and Li Wei's storage ring, and puts it in his arms.

"Take people's things and eliminate disasters for them. Li family, let me die! "

Shen Lang's eyes are full of murders. He pinches the pure Yang Sword formula with both hands.

"Shua Shua!"

Countless Qi swords soared to the sky, like thousands of startling heroes, and struck the six jiedan friars of the Li family like lightning. #####Recommend a good book "master, please respect yourself! 》It's worth a look at the author.

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