I don't know what benefit the Lei family has given Wan Renping, he actually helped so hard.

The three-hundred-year Lei family naturally accumulated more than the one-hundred-year Lu Mansion.

Take it with you.

Even Yunlan Mansion is more prosperous than Dong'an Mansion, and it has attracted many immortal families to settle here.

After all, wealth, companionship, dharma, and land are indispensable for the path of practice, and it is convenient to get together to communicate.

Just like the Lu Mansion of Dong'an Mansion, Shang Family was invited.

It's just that it's different now.

The former Lei family dominated Yunlan Mansion, and there were several cultivators who were on the eighth floor or above.

No one in the family's family of cultivating immortals dared to have different intentions.

Since a hundred years ago, the Lei family had begun to decline, and gradually could not suppress all forces.

Even the local rebellion has the shadow of a family.

Today, the owner of the Lei family and the owner of the three rooms have been killed one after another, leaving only one Lei Changyi who is not very strong.

If it weren't for the Cangyu faction, there would be no need for the Three Kings to rebel, but the local family would have overthrown the Lei family.

Lei Changyi was also decisive.

I don't know what method was used, he climbed to Wan Renping and made him willing to clear the obstacles for Lei's family.

The three kings, the rebels and the local family, are all cleaned up!

"drive!"

"Call..."

Do not pull the reins lightly to stop the forward rush.

The healthy horse under his crotch is a strange animal raised by the Lei family.

"Brother Mo." Lei Junqian is the eldest son of the late Lei Family Patriarch, and the person with the highest cultivation base in Dafang, who refines Qi in the seventh level.

He rode his horse and stopped beside Mo Qiu, reaching out and pointing forward:

"There is the camp of the King of God and Mighty. Although the King of Mighty and Mighty is innate, he has refined a powerful magic weapon and has recruited several evil ways. Therefore, it should not be underestimated."

"certainly!"

He smiled softly:

"Brother Mo, your high-ranking envoys, just a mere mortal army, what's the point?"

"Yeah." Moqiu nodded:

"It doesn't matter if it's down, but since Brother Wan agreed to shoot, there is no problem."

"We are here to guard, just in case the King of Gods escapes."

"This..." Lei Jun opened his mouth. Seeing that Mo Qiu had no plans to move forward, he nodded and said:

"Alright!"

Although he is the eldest son of the long house, his father is dead, and the current situation of the Lei family is already clear.

Lei Changyi, the second room, will be the future master.

As the heir to the original Patriarch, Lei Junqian was deliberately arranged outside the core.

Just like Lei Changyi's children, they followed Wan Renping, Zhou Nan and other elites of the Cangyu School.

He could only follow the weakest cultivation base, and he was promoted from a mortal, Mo Qiu.

Fortunately, he also accepted his fate and did not complain.

"boom…"

In the distance, aura burst into bloom.

Thousands of Dao Sensen sword light wandered in the air, and with just one charge, the front army was broken.

Along with Wan Renping's finger, Jian Guang converged into a mad dragon, instantly ploughing a hundred meters of land.

After the sword light passed, the stumps were flying, and I don't know how many people died at a time.

Wanjian gourd!

Wan Jian Jue!

A mere mortal, in front of the cultivator, especially the top cultivator of Qi refining, is completely vulnerable.

This is true even for innate masters!

"Amazing!"

Lei Junqian was dazzled and couldn't help but praised:

"It's worthy of being an Admiral of the Immortal Sect. Compared with the monks who live in the mundane land like me, it's a world of difference in strength."

"Brother Lei doesn't need to demean himself." Mo Qiu said indifferently:

"Senior Brother Wan is also an outstanding one among the disciples of my inner sect, and he is incomparable."

"Among the sects, there is no shortage of weak people, just like Mo, who was still a mere mere mortal back then, sent under the fence."

"Brother Mo said and laughed." Lei Jun smiled dryly:

"I heard the second uncle say that Brother Mo broke into the barracks alone and killed a Qi-refining Seventh-tier immortal master among tens of thousands."

"Lei, ask yourself if you can't do it."

"Heh..." Mo Qiu chuckles, then speaks:

"coming!"

Lei Jun concentrated his attention and looked forward.

Under the charge of Wan Renping, the army of King Shenwei began to collapse in no time, and the soldiers scattered and fled.

A group of people are rushing towards them.

"Step aside!"

To be able to rush so quickly, he must be a master in the rebel army.

As soon as he raised his arm, dozens of hidden weapons flashed out.

innate.

"I'm coming!" Lei Junqian's face condensed, he drove forward, waved his arm, and a thunder sword light swept out immediately.

Fury Sword Art!

"Crack..."

The lightning flashed like a net, and instantly struck the hidden weapon, and the innate was also chopped into an unknown number.

"Good Sword Art!" Mo Qiu praised lightly:

"It deserves to be the Lei family who has been in Yunlan Mansion for three hundred years.

At least, better than the Lu Family's Ben Lei Sword.

"Brother Mo is laughing." Lei Jun laughed a lot, and pointed his finger. The sword light in front of him turned into thunder again, killing ten feet away.

He is one man, one horse, and the thunder is shining around him.

"Huh!"

A black light struck on the face.

Mo Qiu raised his eyebrows slightly, and rode the horse back two steps.

"boom…"

A group of Zhang Xu Heiguang exploded out of thin air, and Lei Junqian's flying sword was also bombarded askew.

"Lei's baby, get out if you don't want to die!"

Amidst the roar, an old woman in a black robe held a paddle ruler, and rushed quickly, and the paddle ruler waved. It was a hurricane. For a time, the wind whistled from a hundred meters away, and the smoke was filled with dust. The naked eye was full of dust.

"Humph!"

Lei Jun hummed a thousand anger, the sword art was introduced, and the thunder was like a snake snake, winding towards the incoming people.

After the thunder, the breath of the sun broke out, and the wind and waves were difficult to form.

"Good boy!" The old woman was furious, opened her mouth and spit out, and a thick black light rushed over.

"Peng!"

When Wu Guang collided with Feijian, he was not afraid of the thunder strike, as if it was contaminated with mucus.

In an instant, Feijian swayed, its speed greatly reduced, not to mention the agility and swiftness it had started at the beginning.

Lei Junqian's expression changed, and he stretched out his hand to take out another magic weapon from his body.

at this time.

A ray of fire came around from behind, like a swallow playing in the water, it swept across the thunder hurricane extremely lightly, and drew a graceful arc to the old woman.

The line of fire lightly tapped in the air, and in an instant he tapped the aura of the body guard outside the old woman's body seven times.

The next moment.

The body protector's aura suddenly darkened, and the line of fire was like a smart swimming fish with a wagging tail, passing through the aura and submerged into the old woman's eyebrows.

"puff…"

The line of fire brought out a bloodshot, showing its original shape, and it was a flying sword with a bright red color.

Do not ask to shake his sleeves, take the flying sword, and speak calmly:

"Brother Lei, there is no need to talk about any rules with such evil ways, I can just join hands to avoid trouble."

"..."

Lei Junqian opened his mouth and didn't say a word. He watched the frightened old woman slowly fall to the sky, completely losing his vitality.

He knew very well in his heart that Mo Qiu said that it was to save him face, but it was actually a relief.

If not, facing the opponent alone, he may not be the opponent.

but…

Why is it so easy?

A cultivator whose strength was no less than his own was so vulnerable to Mo Qiu!

That sword technique is simply...

Incredible!

It's creepy!

If you are in a different place, will you be able to stop it if you are facing the magical swordsmanship?

Lei Junqian had the answer in an instant, his face turned pale, and he nodded eagerly towards Moqiu:

"Brother Mo, good swordsmanship."

"Heh..." Mo Qiu smiled lightly:

"Mo has no side, no foundation, and only this sword can be used up and down."

"It makes Brother Lei laugh."

"Don't dare, don't dare." Lei Junqian looked solemn and said:

"Lei heard in his early years that there was a cultivator who broke the ten thousand magic with a sword. At first he thought it was a rumor, but today I know that his vision is narrow."

Now, he didn't dare to underestimate each other.

Xianzong disciple, is it so terrifying?

"One sword breaks ten thousand laws?" Mo Qiu sighed lightly:

"It's early!"

"Junior Brother Mo." He Baishi's voice came from a distance as he spoke:

"This place is almost resolved, Brother Wan wants you to visit the nearby Zhuo's house."

"Zhuo Family?" Mo Qiu arched his hands away:

"It's over."

...

In the four generations of the Zhuo family, there were only three immortal cultivators in total, one of whom was only twenty years old. He had just refined the third level of Qi, and his strength was better than that of an innate martial artist.

When they arrived, the Lei family soldiers had surrounded the manor in groups and tried two attacks first.

"The Zhuo family's foundation is inadequate, and the master's cultivation is not strong, but he is a temperament who likes to run."

Lei Junqian explained:

"This class of people, when my Lei family was prosperous, liked it, but now they are secretly colluding with the rebels, trying to seize the spiritual land belonging to my Lei family, and don't look at how many catties they have."

As he said, he waved his hand:

"Rush in!"

"Don't keep one!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers roared, and in an instant, the rocket flew out in the sky and landed towards the manor in front.

"boom…"

"Boom!"

The familiar roar made Moqiu's eyes move slightly:

"Tian Leizi?"

"Not bad." Lei Jun nodded:

"It is said that Leizi comes from a large cultivator somewhere on this day. Although it is a mortal method, its power is not weak. If there are enough, it can even kill the cultivators."

"It just so happened that our Lei family had enough materials, so we raised some craftsmen who were specifically responsible for refining this thing."

"By the way, Brother Mo knows which immortal sect it is?"

"Yanzong." Mo Qiu said slowly:

"Speaking of which, Mo and Yanzong have some fate."

"Really?" Lei Junqian wanted to continue to ask. Several groups of people had already passed through the manor ahead.

"Chu Jin, go away!"

"father!"

"Go!"

"kill!"

Shouting to kill the sky, although the Lei family soldiers are mortals, they are all sharp and powerful, and many of them have acquired consummation and even innate masters.

They all charge together, and with the help of Tian Lei Zi, they are almost unstoppable except for the offerings of a few Zhuo families.

There is only one person, fighting with swords, which is extremely eye-catching.

Seeing this person, Lei Junqian's complexion immediately sank, and he roared out: "The surname is Zhuo, today you will definitely die!"

"boom!"

The thunder was shining and cleared the battlefield of one side.

Do not seek to ride forward, not hurriedly or slowly, from time to time with his fingers and lightly, the sword beheaded a few short-eyed sneak attackers.

This battle had been planned for a long time, and the Zhuo family was defeated by a certainty, and it was already defeated across the board in a short time.

Even the Patriarch was beheaded by Lei Junqian.

"Lord Young Master!" One person rushed to report:

"Zhuo Shan and Zhuo Hai have already died, but Zhuo Chujin, who refining the third layer of Qi, fled to Houshan."

"Trash!" Lei Jun's expression changed:

"Hurry up!"

Cutting grass and roots is the most basic thing.

"Yes. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" The soldiers should be, and immediately there was a group of people rushing to the back mountain.

Back mountain.

Mo Qiu looked at the dark dense forest ahead, stopped the hippocampus, and gently shook his head towards Lei Junqian:

"Don't enter every forest, don't chase the poor, Brother Thunder, let's forget it!"

"Um?"

Lei Junqian looked at the extremely obvious traces in front, the expression on his face couldn't help but hesitate.

Although this brother Mo was strong, he seemed to be too cautious.

...

In the dense forest.

Zhuo Chujin, with a pretty face and tears, trembled lightly, was held in her arms by a handsome young man, and cried silently.

After a long time.

The young man frowned slightly:

"Didn't come in?"