Chapter 260 Sister, the demon spirit is seriously injured!
The moonlight quietly poured into the temple, and there was silence all around.

In the corner of the main hall, Li Yuanfang sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed, while Ruyan snuggled up to him, revealing a sense of peace in her sleep.

In the distance, shouts and screams suddenly rang out, like thunder in the dark night, approaching rapidly.

Ruyan suddenly woke up, turned over and sat up. The shouting was getting closer and seemed to be coming towards the direction of the temple gate.

"Someone!" Ruyan called out in a low voice and looked at Li Yuanfang, her eyes full of vigilance.

Li Yuanfang nodded slightly and whispered with his fingers, signaling to stay calm.

Ruyan lowered her voice and guessed, "Is it Xiaomei?"

As the sound gets closer, the sense of crisis grows stronger.

Li Yuanfang stood up decisively and pulled Ruyan up. The two of them were agile and jumped onto the beam in an instant, hiding in the shadows.

Outside the main hall, there was a sound of scattered footsteps. Kui Wenzhong staggered in and fell in front of the Buddha statue, gasping for breath. His face was as pale as paper, and then a mouthful of black blood spurted out, which was shocking.

On the beam, Ruyan and Li Yuanfang exchanged glances and communicated with each other through lip language: "It's Kui Wenzhong, do you want to save him?"

Li Yuanfang signaled with his eyes, but still shook his head slightly, wanting to wait and see.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed outside the window, and with a few loud "bangs", dozens of people in purple broke in through the window and surrounded Kui Wen Zhong.

Immediately afterwards, footsteps came from outside the hall. Xiao Qingfang led a group of killers in, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Ruyan, who was hanging on the beam, was startled and looked towards Li Yuanfang.

Li Yuanfang stood still, staring quietly below.

Xiao Qingfang slowly walked up to Kui Wenzhong and spoke sarcastically, each word cutting like a knife: "Isn't your hiding technique known as the best in the world? Why don't you use it?"

Kui Wenzhong struggled to get up, but his legs were too weak to support him and he fell to the ground again, spurting out another mouthful of black blood, looking extremely miserable.

When Xiao Qingfang witnessed this scene, she couldn't help but burst into laughter. The laughter echoed in the empty temple, sounding particularly harsh.

“Hahahahahahahaha, who could have thought that the famous Shining would end up like this!”

Kui Wenzhong covered his chest with one hand, gasping for breath, with blood still flowing from his mouth.

Xiao Qingfang walked around Kui Wenzhong, shaking her head, with a beaming look on her face, looking very proud.

"Kui Wenzhong, you didn't expect this! The old master that you tried so hard to rescue is the first one to sell you out! It must be unpleasant to be betrayed like this! Ah? Hahahaha..."

"Humph, the teacher was trapped in Hanguang Temple for ten years and lost all his power. You also had a part of the 'contribution' in this. How could he not bear a grudge against you?" Xiao Qingfang's tone was full of resentment and unwillingness.

"Snake Spirit was created by our master and disciple with great efforts. How can we allow you guys with the surname Li to get your hands on it!" She almost gritted her teeth when she said this.

Kui Wenzhong's eyes flashed with a sinister light, and he cursed intermittently: "You...you...will not have a good...end...Yuan Tiangang...does not recognize his relatives...you will only...die a more miserable death!"

Xiao Qingfang sneered and said grimly: "It's a pity that you can't see it. Well, go over there and meet your ancestors!"

After she finished speaking, she suddenly drew her sword and pointed it at Kui Wenzhong's throat, but she did not expect the sword to turn and slip out of her hand.

With a "clang" sound, the dagger was deeply embedded in the pillar beside it, causing everyone to exclaim in surprise.

When Xiao Qingfang was stunned, a figure appeared in front of her like a ghost. It was Li Yuanfang.

"General Xiao, how are you?" Li Yuanfang's voice was calm and cold, which woke Xiao Qingfang up instantly.

Xiao Qingfang was stunned: "Li Yuanfang! It's, it's you!"

Li Yuanfang said sarcastically, "That's right. It's rare that General Xiao can recognize me even though we've only met twice."

Xiao Qingfang's face suddenly changed, and she slowly stepped back with a distorted expression, gritting her teeth and saying, "I will never forget this in my life!"

Li Yuanfang chuckled, with a hint of amusement in his tone: "It's really an honor for me."

Then, Xiao Qingfang laughed coldly: "Li Yuanfang, this Dayang Mountain is not Pingzhou, let alone Luoyang. I will make sure you never come back!"

Li Yuanfang sneered, not taking the threat seriously at all: "General Xiao, I have an idea, do you want to hear it?"

Xiao Qingfang snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Why, do you want to beg for mercy?"

Li Yuanfang's eyes radiated cold light, and he spoke word by word: "I will turn this small temple into your burial place!"

Xiao Qingfang laughed strangely: "Oh? What a joke..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Qingfang saw Li Yuanfang revealing a ghostly smile.

Then, there was a flash before his eyes, and Li Yuanfang's figure flashed, appearing in front of Xiao Qingfang like a ghost, with a cold light flashing, pointing directly at her face.

Xiao Qingfang panicked and jumped back, but she was a step too slow.

"Dang!" With a loud noise, the steel knife in Li Yuanfang's hand hit Xiao Qingfang's chest heavily, but only the sound of metal colliding was heard.

Xiao Qingfang screamed, and her body flew out of the hall like a kite with a broken string and fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing this, the purple-clothed men around rushed forward with roars and besieged Li Yuanfang.

Li Yuanfang turned into a phantom, and his steel knife weaved an impenetrable knife net. The men in purple fell one after another, and none of them could get close to him.

Outside the temple, several followers in black hurriedly helped Xiao Qingfang up, only to see that she was pale and looked at her chest in horror.

The outer armor on his chest had been completely shattered, revealing a pure steel breastplate inside. The front of the breastplate was chopped open by Yuan Fang's steel knife, leaving a long cut, and blood was oozing out from it.

Xiao Qingfang looked at the broken breastplate, then looked at Li Yuanfang, and was so frightened that her hair stood on end.

She shouted in despair, "He, he is a human or a ghost, he is a human or a ghost!"

The purple-robed man took a look at the battle in the temple and urged anxiously, "Sister, let's go back to the main temple first."

However, Xiao Qingfang suddenly pushed the purple-clothed man away, his eyes wide open with anger: "If I don't kill Li Yuanfang today, I will never return to the headquarters! All of you, come on, kill him!"

Having said that, the severe pain in her chest caused her to cough repeatedly and her body swayed. It was obvious that she was at the end of her strength.

Dozens of purple-clothed masters surrounded Li Yuanfang and attacked him like a tide.

However, Li Yuanfang's figure was like the deadly god of death, moving freely in the hall. Wherever he passed, men in purple would fall down, and he would mow down the grass like a madman.

In front of the Buddha statue, Kui Wenzhong slowly opened his heavy eyes and glimpsed the fierce battle in the hall in confusion. Suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder. Kui Wenzhong turned his head with difficulty and Ruyan stood in front of him.

Kui Wen Zhong was stunned for a moment and opened his mouth hard.

Ruyan said in an inaudible voice: "Be quiet, follow me."

As she spoke, she helped Kui Wenzhong up and quietly went behind the Buddha statue. There was chaos in the hall and no one noticed their whereabouts.

Outside the small temple, Xiao Qingfang's face was livid. Looking at the battle situation, he gnashed his teeth and cursed: "Waste! A bunch of useless waste!"

A burst of hurried footsteps approached from afar, and a man in purple rushed to her side and reported urgently: "Sister, the demon spirit is here!"

Before she finished speaking, a figure flashed, and a thin young man stood in front of Xiao Qingfang: "Sister."

"Good! You came at the right time!" Xiao Qingfang pointed angrily into the hall, "This man is Li Yuanfang, kill him for me!"

The demon spirit took the order, stretched out its body, flew upside down into the sky, snatched a long sword from the man in purple, and went towards Li Yuanfang.

In the small temple, Li Yuanfang was fighting fiercely. There was cold light everywhere, purple-clothed men were howling like ghosts, and corpses were flying everywhere.

Hearing the movement behind him, Li Yuanfang killed the three people in front of him and blocked the sneak attack from behind by the evil spirit.

The evil spirit retreated at the touch, came to fight against Li Yuanfang, and ordered the killers to retreat.

His eyes were fixed on Li Yuanfang, and his tone was somewhat playful: "Are you Li Yuanfang?"

Li Yuanfang turned around and raised his eyebrows: "Who are you?"

The demon spirit said coldly: "Demon spirit!"

Li Yuanfang's expression changed slightly. Ruyan told him that this was one of the six killers of the Snake Spirit.

But the fight just now told Li Yuanfang that the opponent was a rookie.

Seeing that Li Yuanfang didn't say anything, the demon spirit said to himself: "I have heard of your great name for a long time. Today, I want to verify whether you are as great as the legend says."

Li Yuanfang suddenly felt bored and said with a contemptuous smile: "You can give it a try."

The demon spirit sneered: "What a big tone! No one has ever dared to say such words to me!"

Before he finished speaking, he rushed forward and started fighting with Li Yuanfang with swords. Their bodies moved so fast that it was almost impossible to tell one from the other.

In a flash, the knives collided countless times, and sparks appeared in the night sky.

With a crisp sound, the two separated, and Li Yuanfang stood there calmly with a smile.

The evil spirit held the sword with both hands and wanted to fight again, but unexpectedly the sword had broken at the root and the blade fell to the ground.

"Ah?" The demon spirit was surprised.

The evil spirit threw away the broken knife, waved his arms, and a cold star flew straight to Yuan Fang's throat. It was a flying claw.

Li Yuanfang held the steel knife horizontally to block the attack.

The flying claw entangled the head of his knife. The evil spirit shook his hands and tried to take it back. The chain blade was taken away by the flying claw and fell into the hands of the evil spirit.

Xiao Qingfang, who was outside the temple, saw this scene and thought that the demon spirit had won. She looked very proud and said, "Demon spirit, kill him!"

The demon spirit sneered, "Li Yuanfang, what a big name! But he is so vulnerable, it's really chilling!"

Li Yuanfang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and sighed, "Didn't you see that the flying claw only took away the tip of my knife?"

The evil spirit was stunned and looked at his hand. Sure enough, there was a knife head wrapped around the flying claw, but there was no handle. There was a long silver chain behind the knife head.

Li Yuanfang raised his hand: "The handle is here!"

He lightly pressed the mechanism on the handle of the knife with his finger and quickly retracted the silver chain.

The demon spirit only felt his hand lighten, and the flying claw had been brought to Li Yuanfang's hand by the chain knife.

The demon's expression changed.

Li Yuanfang grabbed the flying claw and challenged again: "What other tricks do you have? Use them all!"

The evil spirit jumped high again and threw out a flying claw directly at Li Yuanfang.

Li Yuanfang did a somersault and snatched the attacking flying claw with one hand. Then he turned his hands and actually brought the evil spirit into the air.

The chain knife flew over, the chain had pierced through the demon's lower abdomen, and the blade was inserted into the Buddha statue behind it.

Seeing this, Xiao Qingfang was so scared that she took a few steps back.

But the evil spirit still refused to admit defeat. It stood firmly and refused to fall down. It moved its hands and a pair of steel spikes appeared in its palms.

A cold light flashed in Li Yuanfang's eyes, and the chain knife moved, and the Buddha statue was lifted up by a huge force.

Xiao Qingfang watched as the Buddha statue flew through the air and hit the evil spirit.

The demon spat out a mouthful of blood and his body was shaking.

He still stared at Li Yuanfang, his eyes wide as if he were a frog, pointed at Li Yuanfang, and whispered, "You win."

Li Yuanfang pulled his hand back and the chain knife pierced through the demon's abdomen again.

With a bang, the clothes on the demon spirit flew all over the place, and the demon spirit fell to the ground.

Not satisfied, Li Yuanfang silently swept the demon spirit lying on the ground like a dead dog, without even the interest to comment on it.

Xiao Qingfang cried out in surprise: "Ah!"

"Sister, the demon spirit is seriously injured!" A terrified report sounded.

Li Yuanfang said coldly: "How about it, Xiao Qingfang, do you still want to try?"

Xiao Qingfang raised his eyebrows and shouted angrily: "Brothers, come on, even if we can't kill him, we must tire him to death! I don't believe that hundreds of people can't kill Li Yuanfang! Come on!"

(End of this chapter)