When dealing with enemies, Li Yan will use any means possible as long as he can take their life. It doesn't matter what the means are, despicable or aboveboard, it has nothing to do with him.
Since Tian Xingzi wanted to make use of this short period of time, he naturally didn't know what happened next.
Li Yan followed like a shadow, and as soon as he stepped on the ground, he was ejected. Using the "Feng Chongtian" body movement, he rushed out despite the restrictions.
Just as Zhu Luomu and others heard the noise and turned around to look, a figure appeared with a loud "bang" and was approaching Yu Rong who was retreating. The hill seemed to be shaken.
As soon as he got close, Li Yan punched out again.
Yu Rong finally reacted at this moment, and his spiritual sense quickly passed over the shadow that was rushing towards him.
"A cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage!"
Now that Li Yan was facing the attack from the golden elixir, how could he dare to hide his strength? The fluctuations of his spiritual power could no longer be concealed.
Feeling the incredibly vigorous energy and blood power in the other person, Yu Rong quickly made a judgment in his mind.
"He is also a physical cultivator, what a sinister face!"
Not only was the physical body of this body cultivator extremely strong, but he also chose the right time for his sneak attack. It was the moment when he released a surge of strength to suppress the violent spiritual energy inside the magic weapon.
He punched at the point where his new strength was just generated and his old strength was going away, causing Yu Gu to suffocate his breath, and both his mind and body suffered great shocks.
As a result, whenever her spiritual energy circulated in her tendons and veins, she would feel a sharp pain, which undoubtedly further reduced her strength.
The opponent chased over in just one step, as if the restriction in the sky that was suppressing him did not exist.
This forced Yu Rong to hastily mobilize part of his spiritual power to block the attack, leaving him no time to chant spells and fight back.
Yu Rong knew that as long as she blocked this attack and then used the force to create distance, it would only take a moment for her to create countless big holes in the body of this physical cultivator.
She crossed her arms in front of her chest, and at the same time, a flash of light appeared under her feet, and she was ready to take advantage of the opponent's attack force in an instant.
She would not fight a physical cultivator head-on. Even though she had no need to be afraid with her Jindan cultivation, she was now injured on top of her injuries, and the pain in her tendons made her unwilling to do so.
"Boom!" There was another loud noise.
In the eyes of Zhu Luomu and others, they saw Cangyu Sect's Jindan, who already had a ferocious look on his face.
For a moment, his neck suddenly stretched forward and his eyes suddenly protruded from his sockets, giving people the feeling that they were about to burst out of their sockets.
At the same time, her body paused in the air for a moment, as if the spiritual power around her was dispersed.
Just a moment later, a dazzling light burst out from the place where the figure who was flying from behind punched and intersected the opponent's arms.
Then, a series of "crackling, crackling..." bone-breaking sounds were heard continuously.
The eyes of the Cangyu Sect's Jindan cultivator were quickly filled with an indescribable look of extreme pain.
Her facial muscles were twisted at the same time to a position that was normally impossible to reach. In the eyes of Zhu Luomu and others, it was impossible to tell that it was a so-called face.
Then she stretched her neck forward and flew backwards at a faster speed.
At this moment, the dazzling light had just dissipated. Everything happened so fast that it was unbelievable. Zhu Luomu gasped, and a group of "Falling Star Valley" disciples couldn't help but start a spiritual battle.
The Cangyu Sect's Jindan female cultivator looked extremely miserable at this moment, with her crossed arms drooping from her forearms at a weird angle.
Her elbows were still raised, but her palms were drooping on her lower abdomen.
What is even more frightening is that Yu Rong's once proud figure and towering breasts have now become a deep valley, and her back is bulging high like a hunchback.
Anyone could see that this figure not only broke a Jindan cultivator's forearms with just one punch, but also continued to penetrate with undiminished force, breaking the solid sternum completely and causing the broken bones to stick out of the back.
However, the fight between the two sides was too fast, so Zhu Luomu and others did not know whether the two lumps on the chest of the Cangyu Sect's Jindan female cultivator were hit into the chest cavity or had been blown up.
It all happened because the speed was too fast, the force of the physical impact of both sides was too great, and Yu Rong was protected by spiritual power. A large amount of blood could not seep out in the first time, and was all sealed in the chest cavity.
But obviously, they soon got the answer. Yu Rong, who was retreating, finally reacted. A moment later, a shrill scream rose to the sky, piercing people's hearts and making everyone's ears ring and their spirits shake.
Zhu Luomu and others could feel boundless pain from the sound.
"To make a Jindan with a rock-hard consciousness suffer to this extent, how much power does it take..."
In horror, Zhu Luomu had to use his spiritual power to quickly protect his ears.
Along with Yu Rong's scream, a large amount of red mist finally sprayed out from her chest like a flood breaking through a dam.
Looking at the blurry figure who was throwing a punch, with spiritual power flashing on his body and moving forward against the red mist, Zhu Luomu and others looked at him with great admiration.
"He...he...hit the female cultivator's chest? That...was a female cultivator..."
A few hundred feet away, a sturdy cultivator named Zhang stammered in disbelief and whispered, he was an extremely orthodox cultivator.
At this time, Li Yan had no idea what the other cultivator was thinking. He still had some concerns when he was fighting with Gong Chenying, and felt that some things were not right.
But as long as the opponent is an enemy, he doesn't care where he attacks, as long as the move can inflict heavy damage on the enemy, it is a good move.
He was ruthless and used the "Feng Chongtian" body movement to avoid the large amount of blood mist that was blowing in his face. He had already circled behind Yu Rong in an instant.
He turned a deaf ear to the piercing scream of the Jindan, and punched the hump-like back without mercy. His two consecutive punches just now had completely shattered the protective shield of Yu Rong, who was caught off guard. At this moment, Yu Rong was still in extreme pain and had no intention of using the protective shield.
In addition, Li Yan's figure was faster than a ghost, and he flashed behind her almost the moment she retreated.
"Woo!" With a dull sound, Li Yan punched out from top to bottom as fast as lightning, and Yu Rong, who was in a daze, suddenly had a heart palpitation.
The crisis of death made her sober for a moment, and she also felt the murderous intent coming from behind her in a hurry. Her spiritual power instinctively rushed to her back.
However, at such a close distance, Li Yan deliberately took advantage of her confused mind to launch a sneak attack, so how could he leave her any chance to defend herself
With a crisp "bang" sound, the fish's body, which had a distorted face, trembled violently, and its rapidly retreating figure stopped in the air.
Her mouth suddenly opened wide, and the two long sticky whiskers at the corners of her mouth straightened horizontally in an instant, forming a "I" shape.
Then, she lowered her head blankly and saw a fist with black energy coming out from her chest which was spraying blood mist.
While her throat was still making a series of "cluck, cluck..." sounds, her body "banged!" and turned into a blood rain all over the sky. The storage bag in the air was grabbed by the person behind her, and the figure flashed into the distance.
From the time Zhu Luomu was blown away to the time Yu Rong turned into a pile of flesh, it took less than three breaths. The three lightning-fast close-range attacks were as smooth as flowing water.
All this happened so fast that Zhu Luomu and the others didn't even see who was attacking them. Yu Rong had already turned into a bloody rain.
"Is it the Great Elder?"
This thought flashed through everyone's mind quickly, because this person's approach was completely different from that of Sect Leader Lin Xinghe.
However, they saw the Great Elder taking action yesterday, and they felt that it seemed a bit specious.
As for whether the Great Elder also practiced body-refining techniques, Zhu Luomu and the others had no way of knowing.
When Li Yan's figure appeared on the top of a rock and his figure quickly turned from virtual to real, Zhu Luomu and others no longer cared about offending the newcomer. They all used their spiritual sense to scan, wanting to know who saved them.
Monk Zhu Luomu was the most powerful. He was the first to recognize the person coming from the figure that had not yet fully solidified.
"How... is it... is it you... you..."
He only uttered a few words, and his mouth was already wide open enough for a fist to fit in. Of course he knew this man. He had seen him when he first joined the "Falling Star Valley". Later, he brought this man back to the sect from the Feng family.
At this moment, Li Yan's appearance had been fully revealed, and then a scream sounded from farther away.
"Zhang Ming!"
That was Feng Qiyuan's voice, and he felt as if he had seen a ghost.
The burly cultivator named Zhang who was farthest away also opened his eyes wide with a look of disbelief. He had also tested Li Yan's qualifications when he was an initiator.
As for the other Qi Condensation disciples, they really didn't know Zhang Ming and looked at each other in confusion.
They are all old disciples of "Falling Star Valley". Normally, they would not pay attention to the new disciples, unless they are people with extraordinary cultivation aptitude like Feng Tao.
And an even more absurd thing made Zhu Luomu and the cultivator surnamed Zhang feel unbelievable. During the brief fight with Zhang Ming, they were able to sense each other's realm.
Unlike Feng Qiyuan and other Qi Condensation stage disciples, they were completely unable to sense Zhang Ming's cultivation level.
"He is a foundation-building cultivator. How could he be a foundation-building cultivator? How could a foundation-building cultivator kill a golden elixir cultivator?..."
Countless thoughts that seemed too absurd flashed through their minds quickly.
At this moment, a series of explosions and shouts were heard from the foot of the mountain.
The hundred or so cultivators behind Yu Rong finally arrived. They also heard Yu Rong's shrill screams, but they did not have time to release their spiritual sense to investigate carefully.
Suddenly, huge silver swords appeared in all directions, and in just a moment, the foot of the mountain seemed to have entered a world of ice and snow.
Li Yan smiled at Zhu Luomu while holding the storage bag.
"Fellow Daoist Zhu, you should take them back to the inner valley to recuperate first. Don't stay here for long."
After saying that, Li Yan's figure flashed, and he flew towards the foot of the mountain, leaving everyone standing there in a daze.
After four or five breaths, Zhu Luomu let out a "gurgling" sound from his throat, and a long breath was exhaled deeply from his mouth.
His eyesight slowly began to return to normal, but he continued to mutter.
"Who is this person? Do the sect master and the others know? This is too scary, a foundation-building person who can kill a golden elixir..."
With such a powerful cultivator hiding beside him, Zhu Luomu felt a chill on his back. He had returned from the Feng family with a cold attitude when he took this person with him.
If the other party really wanted to harm him, Zhu Luomu shuddered when he thought of this.
Then, he subconsciously said, "Fellow Daoist Zhu, Fellow Daoist Zhu..."
Then he gave a bitter smile. Did he want the other party to call him uncle or uncle-master
But the next moment, he suddenly perked up.
"Since Zhang Ming has killed the enemy and saved me and others, regardless of his identity, at least he is a friend and not an enemy!"
Thinking of this, he suddenly turned around and spoke in a deep voice to his junior brother named Zhang and Feng Qiyuan and others who were still standing there in a daze.