How many times does a normal person have to die in the world of cultivation?

Chapter 171 Became the meat and potatoes



Chapter 171 Became the meat and potatoes

In just a few short breaths, four of the six people were already dead. The remaining two people had huge waves in their hearts, and their eyes were full of fear, which was not as fierce as before.

Not caring about the storage bags on the dead four people, they tapped their toes on the ground and flew out, more than twenty meters away from Li Xiaoxiao in an instant.

Li Xiaoxiao moved his index finger and middle finger together slightly, and used [Gravity Technique] to throw the four people's storage bags into the sea. At the same time, he leaned forward and shot out. Seeing that the two people were about to jump out of the exit, they suddenly jumped out of the exit. A bunch of spikes came out of the place and stabbed at them.

Wang Yansi twisted his body into a strange posture, narrowly escaping the fatal blow.

The other person was not so lucky and was cut into pieces on the spot.

Duan Gaochao was cowering aside and pretending to be dead at the moment, not daring to participate in such a fast-paced battle. He couldn't even keep up with Li Xiaoxiao's speed with his eyes.

Only the afterimage of her skirt could be seen. Before she could take a closer look, one person died. The other person was still in the top ten levels of Qi Condensation.

He began to be unsure whether Li Xiaoxiao had opened the storage bag he had buried. Was the [Netherworld Qi] on it really sucked by her?

If she smoked it, why was she still so alive and kicking after all this time?

If he hadn't inhaled it, then Duan Gaochao would have been unlucky. I'm afraid today would be his death anniversary next year.

Just when he was thinking wildly, the battle was over. Li Xiaoxiao just punched Wang Yansi in the head, and Wang Yansi's head exploded on the spot.

The red and white things were spilled, and Li Xiaoxiao used the cleansing technique to put away the two people's storage bags.

As for Duan Gaochao, Li Xiaoxiao just took a look and stepped out of the exit.

Duan Gaochao's legs felt weak and he was about to breathe a sigh of relief when blood suddenly overflowed from his mouth.

He wanted to lower his head to see what was going on, but when he lowered his head, his body lost its center of gravity and fell to the ground.

The body twitched a few times and then stopped moving.

It turned out that a tree trunk as thin as a chopstick had pierced his throat.

Since everyone inside is dead, Duan Gao, who knows her strength, has no need to stay alive.

Giving him a good time was the greatest kindness she could give.

As soon as Li Xiaoxiao stepped out, the five people waiting casually outside were all stunned. I thought: This year's battle is so brutal, even the foundation building is missing an arm.

After a few more seconds, no one else came out, and the crack had completely closed. Only then did one of the female cultivators ask, "Where are the others?"

Li Xiaoxiao just shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

"Don't wait. Once the exit is closed, those people won't be able to get out."

"Then..." What to do with this year's [Purifying Snow Lotus]?

At this time, the man wearing a black monk's robe with three auspicious clouds on the bottom came towards her.

Li Xiaoxiao didn't have much expression on his face, but the soles of his feet moved a little.

Hu Yanwan stopped five steps away from Li Xiaoxiao. For a cultivator, this distance was no different than touching his face.

The two looked at each other in the air for a few seconds, and then Hu Yanwan said what he meant: "How many [Purifying Snow Lotuses] do you have, fellow Taoist?"

Only then did the other four people react, yes! Why did you forget that this person might have [Purifying Snow Lotus] in his hand!

"I said Brother Hu, this is a bit unreasonable. In previous years, they were the ones who chose the sect, but we can't directly recruit them."

"Yes, Senior Brother Hu, your intention is too obvious. Come on, little Junior Sister, I am Fu Wei from [Feihua Sect], just call me Senior Sister Fu. Eighty percent of my [Feihua Sect] are female disciples. You’ll love it.”

This person named Fu Wei was the only female disciple here. She walked straight past Hu Yanwan and took Li Xiaoxiao's hand, making her scream warmly.

"Fu Wei, your appearance is not good-looking. How about you, junior sister, consider us [Luo Shumen]? [Luo Shumen] is very strong and the treatment is good." The person who spoke was holding a seemingly ordinary hand. I opened the origami fan while talking and felt good about myself. I opened the paper fan and fanned it, shaking my temples.

Maybe his lips were wet with saliva when he was talking, and a strand of hair stuck to his lips. It didn't fall out for a long time, so he could only raise his hand to pluck it out.

Li Xiaoxiao:......


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