Staring at the spell in her hand, Cui He's eyes were full of fear and a little distress.

Which sect is this? Her master also doted on her too much, and this kind of top-level talisman that hurts was directly given to a bunch of them.

"Cough cough cough..."

He stood up hard, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, squeezed his hands to escape, turned into an afterimage and quickly rushed out of the Li family mansion.

Glancing at the people in the Li family, Yan Zhixu quickly chased out with a plastic bag in hand.

The two were one after the other, as fast as lightning, and wherever they passed, it seemed like two beams of light were chasing each other.

Cui He fled in embarrassment all the way, his body was too weak and finally exhausted his mana and fell into a nearby wood.

Yan Zhixu followed closely behind and took out the peach wood sword from the plastic pocket.

Holding the sword in his right hand, he walked step by step towards the old man curled up under a big tree.

The sword is pointed at his neck, and it can be pierced with a little force.

Cui He vomited another mouthful of blood, "Junior, I am from the Canghong faction. If you kill me today, my life card in the sect will be broken, and the others in the sect will not let you go."

His reputation and mana within the sect are not low, but he never thought that he would be defeated by a yellow-haired girl.

Yan Zhixu swung down the sword, making Cui He's body stiff and his eyes tightly closed.

The sword was two inches away from the neck, stabbed on the tree behind, and gently charged up and pulled out the sword, with a playful look in his eyes.

"It's really not scary." He hit him with a binding spell and tied the man to a tree.

She stuffed the peach wood sword into the plastic pocket, took out her mobile phone and the note that Dean Fu handed her in the afternoon, and dialed the number on it.

The number was quickly connected, "Hello?"

Yan Zhixu looked around, "Puxiu Road, in the woods about 200 meters away from Li's Villa at No. 317, Xie Xiu has been seriously injured, come quickly."

After he finished speaking, he ignored the series of inquiries from the other side, put the phone back in his pocket, and gave Cui He a lazy look, "Honey, someone will pick you up and go to your place soon."

Yawning, he turned and left the grove.

In order to squat this guy, he has not slept at night, and is already a little sleepy.

"Don't go, you come back to me, who did you call? Is it from the National Spiritual Branch?"

According to the regulations of the General Administration of Spirituality, people in the Xuanmen are not allowed to attack ordinary people without authorization.

He maliciously used magic to forcibly change Li Shuyi's life against the sky, causing Hua Liangzi to die prematurely and then sealed in the well.

The deceased must have long been resentful, and the karma he committed is incomparable.

Cui He struggled hard, and the thin mana shot out, but it didn't help, and he couldn't break free at all.

More and more blood was vomited, and blood was on his face and neck, and those whose clothes were tattered and tattered were worse than beggars.

About fifteen minutes later, a small group of people from the Hai Shi Lingyi Branch rushed to the forest and successfully captured Cui He.

Looking at the deep blade marks left by the eyes on the tree, the leader looked solemn.

This person's cultivation is definitely not low, it can be seen from the wounds on Cui He's body and the traces on the tree.

"Old Li, when did you say that Haishi had such a powerful cultivator?"

"The various factions of Xuanmen are getting more and more downcast, and they are not as good as before, and I don't know which school she is the elite of."

"Don't you want to abduct someone into our bureau? I advise you to stop dreaming. This kind of hermit master has no sect?"

"Hey... too."

The leader showed an unconcealed disappointment on his face, and he greeted the others to be optimistic about Cui He, and led the group out of the forest.