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Chapter 316

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"Do you need me to teach you how to tell them to stop?" A hoarse voice rang out from behind the short and fat man.

"Stop! All of you, stop!" The short and fat man immediately reacted. It turned out that the family's helpers had arrived. Although the other party had ambushed him from behind, to be able to place a sword on his neck in the blink of an eye and block his Emperor Rock Spike, it was clear that the other party also had a Core Essence Artifact. Moreover, the other party's strength was above his. Now that his life was in the hands of another, the short and fat man immediately panicked.

He hurriedly ordered his subordinates to stop. When these people turned around, they were shocked. It was only now that they realized that the powerful young master had fallen into the hands of another person. The young master was personally taught by the family head. Although the other party had ambushed him, he was still no match for the other party. Before this, he had been the one chasing after them. Now, he had fallen into the hands of another person.

The bald old man and his family finally reacted. When they saw a man in black with a gloomy aura, they couldn't help but rack their brains. They couldn't remember if they had ever met such a person. They were neither relatives nor friends. Why would the other party help them at this time?

The bald old man forced his injured body to support himself. Just as he was about to speak, the man in black had already struck the short and fat man's back with his palm.

The short and fat man instantly felt as if a knife had been twisted in his heart. His vision turned black, and he fainted.

"Kill!" The six people saw Lu Xiaotian attack the short and stout man, beating the Young Patriarch to the point that he vomited blood. They didn't know whether he was dead or alive. The six people's eyes immediately turned red. They took out their magic tools and madly attacked Lu Xiaotian.

Among the six people, only two were in the middle Foundation Establishment stage. The others were only in the early Foundation Establishment stage. Naturally, such strength posed no threat to Lu Xiaotian.

The Blazing Flame Li Fire Sword twisted in the air, and after a series of clanking sounds, the magic tools that were hit by the Blazing Flame Li Fire Sword swayed in the air as if they were drunk. As for the owners of the magic tools, because the magic tools were damaged, several people's faces turned pale. The black Artifact Sword was like a wild horse that had escaped its reins. Before they could react, it flashed past their thighs, cutting open wounds so deep that their bones could be seen. Instantly, the six of them bled profusely.

"Do you know that we …"

"Get out of here while I still don't feel like killing anyone," Lu Xiaotian interrupted the other party in a deep voice. His murderous aura abruptly appeared before he retracted it.

These people were overjoyed when they heard that they would be able to keep their lives. They couldn't care less about their sorry state. They dragged their injured legs and lifted the short and fat wolf from the ground. Then, they mounted their swords and left. They didn't want to stay a moment longer. The murderous intent that flashed across Lu Xiaotian's body had scared them. They felt as if they were lambs waiting to be slaughtered in front of the other party.

"Thank you for your help, Fellow Daoist. We are unable to repay your kindness …"

"Your father's injuries are quite serious. This is not the place to talk. Let's go to Full Moon City first. I'll wait for you there. If you go early, your father might still be saved." Lu Xiaotian interrupted the grey-robed man and returned to the Green Sail, leaving directly.

Just now, he deliberately flew out of the Green Sail and used the Imperial Wind Technique to float in the air, making people think that he was a normal person. In addition, he had the Thousand Illusion Mask to change his aura. Even if those people returned, they wouldn't be able to trace it back to him. This place was only a few hundred miles away from Full Moon City. It wouldn't take long for a Foundation Establishment cultivator. The reason why Lu Xiaotian didn't enter the city with them was naturally because he didn't want to get into trouble. After all, the other party had two cultivation families behind them. There might even be Golden Core cultivators among them. Bai WuGu would not kill those seven people to silence them for the sake of these few people. It was already a great favor for Lu Xiaotian to save them from this calamity.

The grey-robed man was slightly stunned. Then, the other party's voice transmission rang in his ears. He was immediately overjoyed. Thinking that his father's injuries shouldn't be delayed for too long, he immediately rode his sword with his wife and rushed to Full Moon City at the fastest speed.

Not long after, Lu Xiaotian arrived outside Full Moon City. Thinking that flying on swords was prohibited in Full Moon City, he naturally wasn't allowed to use the Imperial Wind Technique to fly. With his current cultivation, he could still use the Imperial Wind Technique to glide for a short distance. However, using the Imperial Wind Technique to glide for a while was too strange. Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but smile bitterly. It was too ostentatious to sit on a puppet like before.

It was really troublesome to lose the ability to move his legs. It seemed that he had to find a forging workshop to build a wheelchair as soon as possible. Otherwise, it would be really inconvenient.

Lu Xiaotian glanced around and saw a secular martial artist driving a carriage. His eyes immediately lit up and he directly landed on the carriage.

The person in charge of driving the carriage was an extremely powerful martial artist. However, she wasn't old and was a delicate and pretty young girl. The other party was startled when she found that there was suddenly another person beside her. However, they were already in Full Moon City and were only two miles away from the city gate. No one dared to mess around here. However, the other party's arrival was strange. With her cultivation, she actually didn't notice at all. Thus, she said with a respectful expression, "I'm Pan Qiao 'er. How should I address this young master?"

"My legs are a little inconvenient. Just use your carriage to bring me into the city. There's no need to ask." Lu Xiaotian opened his left hand and two low-grade spirit stones floated up as if they were weightless and landed in the hands of the female martial artist, Pan Qiao 'er.

"So it's the immortal elder. Good, good. I'll send the immortal elder into the city." Pan Qiao 'er was stunned at first, then she was overjoyed. She didn't expect to be so lucky. With her strength, she could only earn one spirit stone after working herself to death for a period of time. Now, she earned two just by leading the way. She secretly glanced at the immortal elder in front of her. At this time, Lu Xiaotian had already removed the disguise of the Thousand Illusions Mask. He looked quite young, but his hair was already snow-white. However, the heroic spirit between his brows and the depth in his eyes made this white hair not only not ugly, but also gave people a unique feeling.

Pan Qiao 'er couldn't help but blush slightly and couldn't help but take another glance. However, she also knew in her heart that a cultivator's age couldn't be judged purely from his appearance. Perhaps the seemingly young man in front of her was in his seventies or eighties. She didn't know what the other party's temperament was, so Pan Qiao 'er didn't dare to look. In order to show that she was new to cultivators, she directly jumped off the carriage and walked towards the city gate while holding the reins.

At this time, the guards in charge of guarding Full Moon City were much stricter than last time. Through the open city gate, Lu Xiaotian vaguely felt the fluctuations of dozens of magic power auras of different strengths. The strong ones had already reached the ninth level of Foundation Establishment.

"Stop, what are you doing?" At the door, a guard wearing spiritual armor blocked the carriage with a long spear in his hand.

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