Chapter 1310: Obediently die!

Jinxia Shandong noodles.
Li Family Hall.
"Huh, Zhu Rong really doesn't want to live anymore, so he dared to give his ancestor a war note. Who is Li Wei when I am?" Li Wei, the ancestor of the Li family, sat on a golden dragon chair, his old face full of contempt. .
The six Li family Jiedan stage monks on the seats on both sides of the hall also showed disdain.
"Old ancestor, the Zhu family suddenly gave us a war note, shouldn't we hire any helper?" A middle-aged monk stood up and frowned.
Li Weiyin said coldly: "A Zhu's family, even if you really hire a helper, what kind of goods can you invite? Most of our Li family and the masters in the middle period of the North Liang Land have friendship, and there will be no middle and late periods of the Dan. The monk wades in this muddy water."
"Yes, even if the Zhu family really invited one or two early pill formation cultivators, why should we be afraid of the Li family?" An old man stood up and said.
Li Wei sneered: "Well, tomorrow I will meet some old things from Zhu's family."
The next day, the sky was clear.
Seven cultivators of the Li family, led by hundreds of people from the foundation-building period, came to the barren mountain at the junction of the east and west sides of Jinxia Mountain.
Li Wei, the ancestor of the Li family, wearing a gorgeous golden robe, sitting on a golden dragon chair, was carried in mid-air by four disciples of the Li family during the foundation construction period, just like an emperor.
To put it bluntly, the battle between the two big families is actually the battle between the monks in the pill formation period and the foundation period monks on both sides.
The experts of Zhu's family also gathered on the other side of the mountain.
Seeing Li Wei sitting in the golden dragon chair and being carried by someone flying over, Zhu Rong's face showed a deep contempt and sneered: "Haha, Li Daoyou, you are really powerful today."
Li Wei glanced at Zhu Rong and the four Zhu family cultivating monks behind him, and sneered: "I still think that your Zhu family has hired some masters. Just you rubbish, you want to fight against my Li family? Really? tm is a joke!"
Zhu Rong smiled: "Li Wei, don't be happy too soon. Of course we have invited a master, Xiao Daoyou, to you!"
As soon as the voice fell, a light from the west side of the barren mountain rose into the sky and flew in front of Zhu Rong. He is a burly man in black with a pierced face and a burly figure.
This person was Shen Lang who had changed his face. He stared at Li Wei on the golden dragon chair blankly, and said coldly, "Don't talk nonsense, you are the ancestor of the Li family?"
Feeling Shen Lang's sharp gaze, Li Wei's mind was startled, this person actually has the cultivation base of the late stage of the Dan formation?
Not only Li Wei, but seeing the sudden emergence of Shen Lang, the six cultivators of the Li family were shocked.
"Li is conceited to know most of the masters of the Dan-forming stage in the Northern Liang Land. This fellow Taoist is very familiar. I don't know what benefits Zhu Rong has given you? Li is willing to pay twice!" Li Wei's expression was a bit ugly , Yelled.
He had just broken through the late period of alchemy, and the opponent moved out a master of the late period of alchemy. Li Wei was really a little hairy.
Shen Lang was too lazy to talk nonsense, he only pointed to a pinch of Pure Yang Jian Jue, a hundred meters long Qi sword gathered in front of him, and attacked the Golden Dragon Chair with thunder.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the Golden Dragon Chair was hit in two.
With a "fuck", Li Wei immediately flew out of the golden dragon chair, and sacrificed a broken ancient treasure folding fan with lightning speed, which was also engraved with a purple-gold real dragon pattern.
The fight started so soon, Zhu Rong and others were a little unexpected.
"Friends of Taoism, are you serious? My Li family has no grievances and no grudges against you, so why do you help Zhu family rubbish?" Li Wei's expression was extremely gloomy, and he shouted.
Not as a last resort, he didn't want to go with a monk in the late stage of the formation of alchemy.
"There is so much nonsense, die!"
Shen Lang flipped his right hand and held the turquoise sky-breaking hammer in his hand.
"In that case, the old man will have to see what strength your Excellency has!" Old Li Wei's face was grim, and he madly injected spiritual power into the folding fan in his hand.
"Purple Dragon Fan, open it!"
With a loud shout, Li Wei unfolded his folding fan and slammed it towards Shen Lang.
"Roar!"
I saw the folding fan emit a dazzling glow, and a hundred-meter-long purple wind dragon flew out of the folding fan. The purple wind dragon opened its teeth and danced its claws, and rushed towards Shen Lang like lightning.
Upon seeing this, Shen Lang narrowed his eyes slightly. This ancient folding fan treasure of Li Wei was similar to the ancient treasure of Gongsun Yang's crutch that he had encountered in Illusion Yin Valley, but its power was much worse.
"You Xiao Daoyou beware! This old man Li Wei's purple dragon fan ancient treasure is very powerful!" Seeing Fenglong strike out, Zhu Rong's face changed a little, and he couldn't help but remind him loudly.
"Humph!"
There was a trace of contempt at the corner of Shen Lang's mouth, urging his spiritual power, the light of the sky-breaking hammer in his hand rose and turned into a giant hammer tens of meters long, flashing light.
He wielded a giant hammer and smashed it towards the purple wind dragon with the strength of a million-junk.
"Boom!"
A loud noise came from the sky, and the sky-breaking hammer hit the purple wind dragon sturdily, and the violent explosion sound seemed to make the entire Jinxia Mountain roar.
The violent storm was like overwhelming mountains and the sea, the trees in the middle of the barren hills were uprooted, and some monks in the basement stage in the front row were even swept away by the strong wind.
"No... impossible!"
Seeing the other party wielding an unknown giant hammer magic weapon, Li Wei defeated the wind dragon with only an understatement, and a stormy sea was set off in his heart, and he couldn't believe his eyes.
Even a top-level cultivator in the late stage of the formation of pill, it is absolutely impossible for him to take this blow so easily. He saw that the emerald green hammer in Shen Lang's hand should be an amazing ancient treasure with great power!
"Huh, that's all there is to it? Then let's take it to death!"
As soon as the voice fell, Shen Lang continued to wield the sky-breaking hammer towards Li Wei.
Li Wei was so frightened that he was too frightened to spur the Zilong fan to counterattack again. Watching the giant hammer fall from the sky, Li Wei's pupils continued to enlarge, desperately shouting: "No! Friends forgive me!!!"
Unfortunately, it was too late.
The giant hammer fell directly and hit Li Wei's body.
"boom!"
With a muffled sound, Li Wei's body was shattered by the emerald green glow at the bottom of the sledgehammer. There was no residue left, and a layer of blood mist drifted in the air.
Seeing this astonishing scene, Zhu Rong and the other monks in the Zhu Family's Pill Stage couldn't help taking a breath of cold.
Zhu Rong's mouth grew wide, and he almost thought he had seen an illusion. Although he guessed that Shen Lang's strength was good, it was... a bit too fast, right?
Just a face-to-face, Li Wei was killed in seconds?
The six cultivators of the Li family were completely dumbfounded and couldn't believe this fact.
With a stride, Shen Lang grabbed the purple dragon fan in midair and Li Wei's storage ring, and put it in his arms.
"Take people's things to help people eliminate disasters. Li family members, die for this son!"
A murderous intent appeared in Shen Lang's eyes, and he pinched Pure Yang Jian Jue with both hands.
"Swish!"
Countless qi swords rose into the sky, like a thousand dao shining hong rushing into the sky, and struck the six cultivating monks in the Li family like lightning.