After the witch ripped out his heart, this mortal body began to lose control.

When the more than thirty cultivators from the Li family arrived, Yang Xuan had already defeated half of the Black Stone villagers.

These villagers at the Qi Refining Realm were no match for him.

He immediately jumped out of the encirclement and gave an order to the cultivators from the Li family:

"Take them all down, and remember to capture them alive!"

I'll be asking more questions later.

The two sides instantly clashed.

Thirty against a dozen, the disparity in strength was enormous, not to mention that half of the cultivators from Blackstone Village had already been killed, and screams of agony rose and fell.

Two miles away in the dense forest, Lu Changsheng had already arrived safely with Zhang Decai.

"Tiger, when the fight starts, stay away from that mage. His attacks are absolutely terrifying."

Li Quan, I'm leaving this mage to you. He's a powerful mage, but he's most vulnerable to close combat. Just hurry up and kill him.

At this moment, Li Quan spoke up:

"Your arrangements are fine. I just wanted to mention that there's a sword cultivator lying in ambush about a mile away from us."

His strength is probably superior to those two. Sword cultivators are inherently the most lethal. Are you sure we shouldn't take care of him first?

……

"Can you pinpoint the exact location of that swordsman?"

Li Quan said, "He's hiding in the bushes to the northwest!"

"The people in Blackstone Village can't hold on any longer. It seems we'll have to split up."

"Steward Li, go and hold off that swordsman. Leave those two troublemakers in the village to Steward Zhang and me!"

As Lu Changsheng spoke, he turned to Chu Feng and the others beside him and instructed, "You all stay here and do not go up to rescue without my orders!"

Chu Feng immediately accepted the order, but Zhao Hu, who was standing beside him, was anxious and couldn't help but ask:

"Brother Changsheng, why won't you let us go up and help? We won't cause any trouble!"

"You can join these high-level games later."

Lu Changsheng fixed his gaze on the northwest direction and said in a deep voice.

"If you rush in rashly, it will put us at a disadvantage as well."

"The three of us will go first; even if we can't win, we're confident we can escape."

"Old Li, Old Zhang, let's go!"

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Changsheng had already moved.

Then he was seen moving like a gust of wind, rushing towards Black Stone Village below.

At the same time, Li Quan also moved, swift as a cheetah, rushing directly into the dense forest to the northwest!

In less than three breaths, he had already appeared behind the sword cultivator!

A sword thrust out!

clang!!

Li Quan's fierce sword strike was unexpectedly blocked by the swordsman's sword!

The swordsman asked, "Who are you, and why did you suddenly attack me?"

Li Quan ignored it completely and struck again with his sword.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three sword energies were unleashed.

But to their surprise, the swordsman blocked all of them.

In the sunset, in the bushes,

The light was somewhat dim.

The swordsman couldn't see his face clearly, but felt that his figure was somewhat familiar.

However, the situation was urgent, and he didn't have time to think about it carefully.

Just then, Li Quan swung his sword again, intending to kill the man in front of him with a single blow to the throat.

Then the man raised his sword and blocked it again!

Within a few dozen breaths, the two exchanged dozens of moves, yet neither could gain the upper hand.

……

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At the threshing ground in Heishi Village, Lao Fang had been driven to the brink of despair.

The iron fist and the spear clashed, and Lao Fang, due to his injuries, gradually became unsteady on his feet.

Yang Xuan seized the opening, and the crimson fire lotus, carrying a wave of heat, struck Lao Fang's left shoulder again.

If this attack hits, Lao Fang will definitely be seriously injured!

Old Fang could only abruptly withdraw his gun and retreat, giving Sun Biao an opportunity to take advantage.

"Go to hell!"

Sun Biao roared and his iron fist, carrying an unstoppable force, slammed into Lao Fang's chest!

"Bang!"

A blast wave swept through!

Old Fang was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing to the ground five or six zhang away.

*Pfft!*

Old Fang coughed up blood, but tried to get up again by supporting himself with his hands on the ground, but he failed to do so after several attempts.

"The battle is over!" Yang Xuan exclaimed with delight, waving his hand dismissively.

"Some people are keeping an eye on these independent cultivators."

"The others enter the village and interrogate them one by one. I need to know the whereabouts of the Lunar Crystal within half an hour!"

Upon hearing this, more than ten cultivators made a move to rush into Blackstone Village.

"Aww~"

Hahaha!!"

The crowd erupted in savage laughter, and shouts echoed through the dense forest, reaching the ears of Lu Changsheng, who had pushed the Wind Control Technique to its limit.

……

"Li family lackey, your father is here!"

"You are all to die!!!"

Two breaths later, a loud shout rang out from the threshing ground of Blackstone Village.

The shout, like a thunderclap, exploded in the threshing ground below, carrying boundless rage!

The sound made everyone present's eardrums ring.

Lu Changsheng descended from the sky, kicking up a cloud of dust as he landed, his spiritual energy suddenly erupting.

The oppressive aura was like Mount Tai pressing down, crushing the cultivators of the Li family.

Low Xiu staggered and nearly collapsed to the ground.

Each of them was flushed and looked pained, as if someone had grabbed them by the neck.

Only Sun Biao and Yang Xuan remained unaffected.

"You dare to interfere in the affairs of my Li family?"

Yang Xuan's face darkened, and he narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Lu Changsheng's retreating figure.

Behind his back, he secretly made a hand seal, intending to gather strength and seize the initiative.

Sun Biao, still brimming with arrogance after defeating Lao Fang, clenched his fists and grinned menacingly:

"Another one sent to die! Perfect, we'll catch them all and take them back to complete our mission!"

Before he finished speaking, he lunged forward, his iron fist, carrying a powerful gust of wind, aimed at Lu Changsheng's face.

It was even more swift and powerful than when it struck Lao Fang earlier, clearly indicating an intention to defeat the enemy in one blow.

Lu Changsheng smiled and said, "You've come at the perfect time!"

As he spoke, he swallowed a golden pill, and then threw a punch, exchanging blows with Sun Biao.

Lu Changsheng was really worried about where to find a pure body cultivator to temper his bones, and Sun Biao just delivered himself to him.

boom!

After being punched, Lu Changsheng was blasted dozens of feet away, crashing into the stone wall at the village entrance without stopping.

Sun Biao had just broken Lu Changsheng's forearm with a single punch, but Lu Changsheng didn't seem to care.

His forearm is recovering rapidly thanks to the golden pill.

"Awesome! Again!" Lu Changsheng roared, channeling his full power into the Wind Control Technique as he charged toward Sun Biao once more.

Then he was kicked away again by the latter with a powerful kick.

He was repeatedly blasted away by Sun Biao, only to get up again and rush back to the latter.

It goes on and on, endlessly.

Upon seeing this, Yang Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and he considered using the Fire Lotus Technique to ambush Lu Changsheng.

But the spell was interrupted by Steward Zhang, who suddenly appeared beside him.

"Your opponent is me!"

Before he could finish speaking, Butler Zhang had already moved up to Yang Xuan's side and slammed his elbow into Yang Xuan's temple.

"puff!"

Yang Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood, his spiritual energy became disordered, and the Fire Lotus Technique instantly collapsed.

He lost his balance and stumbled back several steps to the left before regaining his footing.

Butler Zhang wouldn't give him a chance to create some distance. He moved closer to him again, grabbed his head with one hand, and delivered a swift knee strike.

Bang! !

A muffled thud was heard, and Yang Xuan's chest caved in.

He was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground next to Lao Fang. Before he could get up, Butler Zhang rushed in front of him again, sticking to him and trying to take him away in one fell swoop.

Once a mage is engaged in close combat, the consequences are predictable.

Yang Xuankong has a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation level, but he cannot fully utilize it.

Zhang Decai didn't give him a chance to use his magic weapon, and kept suppressing his output.

The people of Blackstone Village were stunned by this scene.

The two men from the Li family, who had been working together flawlessly just moments before, were now finding themselves at a disadvantage against Lu Changsheng and Steward Zhang.

Old Fang, leaning on his gun, stood up and looked at Lu Changsheng and the other man, muttering, "Where did these two come from? So fierce? They actually managed to go toe-to-toe with those two old dogs from the Li family?"