Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

Lu Hao walked forward with a cold expression. All the cultivators stepped back involuntarily, their bodies trembling. They could hardly see how the other party attacked.

"Fellow Daoist, please show mercy and let us live. We are willing to compensate you!" Yuwen Long couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

"I don't even let the dead go, do you think I will let you living people go?" Lu Hao looked at the tied-up Yun Yin and the little girl's bloody hands. His lungs were about to explode with anger. His fists clenched unconsciously, making a "crackling" sound.

"We are from the Yun clan, a family of immortal cultivators in Daning Kingdom. We have an ancestor in the early Nascent Soul stage in our clan. Please give us some face." Yuwen Long couldn't help but bring up his master. Because of his amazing talent and rare seventh-grade spiritual roots, he was accepted as the last disciple by the ancestor of the Yun clan.

"The early Nascent Soul stage is very strong, but it's just a piece of trash that can withstand one more blow!" Lu Hao said lightly.

"Boy, you actually insulted my master. Everyone, form the Yuntian Formation and kill this kid!" Yuwen Long's eyes were gloomy. He understood that the other party probably didn't want to let them go, so he had to fight to the death.

Upon hearing this, all the cultivators quickly took their positions, forming a complex formation. Waves of spiritual power surged out from the formation like water waves, and the light of the formation flickered continuously.

"Meng De, be careful. This formation is very powerful. It can gather everyone's internal strength and condense an attack that exceeds their power." The old man Yun Shang couldn't help but remind him hurriedly.

"It's just a clown, no need to worry!" Lu Hao just looked at him indifferently and did not stop the other party from casting spells. It was not that he was arrogant, but as a first generation, he had an obsession with magic. He liked to study other people's spells and integrate them into his own understanding of magic.

"Mountain Moving Seal!" All the cultivators shouted in unison, and their hands were quickly forming seals. The surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be drawn and gathered towards everyone madly. Then a mountain next to them suddenly rose from the ground, and then fell heavily towards Lu Hao like a meteor.

"Oh my God, he actually moved a mountain!" Yun Yin breathed rapidly, looking at the huge mountain in shock, and became worried about Lu Hao.

"Boy, you dare to be so arrogant? You are dead now!" Yu Wenlong laughed when he saw that the spell had been successfully cast. The spell of Moving Mountain Seal is extremely powerful, but its flaw is that it takes too long to cast. However, he did not expect that Lu Hao would let them cast it.

"I thought you guys would come up with something new after working on it for so long, but I didn't expect you to still be so weak!" Lu Hao shook his head in disappointment.

"Kid, don't show off. You will be in trouble later." Yu Wenlong became angry and embarrassed when he heard Lu Hao's contemptuous words.

"A vulnerable spell." Lu Hao sneered and jumped up. The thick thunder on his golden fist circled around him like a thunder dragon, making him look like the god of thunder. Behind him was a golden ocean surging.

The mountain that was moved by everyone's combined strength was directly blown up by the golden fist in front of everyone's disbelief, and turned into rubble and dust all over the sky.

"Puff!" All the monks were hit back, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood, with expressions of fear on their faces.

"A cultivator close to the Nascent Soul stage!" Yuwen Long looked terrified and uttered these words almost like a groan. He had only felt this kind of terrifying aura from his great-grandmaster.

Upon hearing this, all the monks turned pale with fear. They no longer dared to fight and quickly fled.

"The game is over!" The thick thunder on Lu Hao's fist gathered again, and then he punched out. Suddenly, a terrifying force like a tidal wave was released, and the earth was constantly cracking.

"Puff puff!" The monks who were fleeing in front didn't even have time to scream before they all exploded into blood mist, and blood rain fell in the air.

"If you dare to kill me, my master will not let you go!" Yuwen Long was covered in blood and lay on the ground coughing up blood. He didn't know how many bones in his body were broken. The reason why he didn't explode immediately was because he had a mysterious jade pendant that blocked the attack.

"I'm not afraid of anyone's threats!" Lu Hao sneered and walked forward step by step.

At this moment, the broken jade pendant in front of Yuwen Long glowed, and an old man with white hair and beard appeared. It was a wisp of the soul of a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.

"Grandmaster, kill this little beast quickly. He has killed many of our clansmen." Yuwen Long showed an ecstatic look when he saw his grandmaster appear.

"You little beast, you actually killed my people, you are simply looking for death!" The soul said angrily with its hair and beard standing up, and at the same time, the spiritual energy around it surged, emitting a powerful aura.

"A wisp of Yuanying dares to be arrogant in front of me!" Lu Hao suddenly stretched out a big golden hand and squeezed the Yuanying into a rain of light like squeezing a chicken.

"Grandmaster..." Yuwen Long was horrified. The soul of his clan's invincible grandmaster was actually crushed to death by someone.

"Forget about Master. After I kill you, I will also send your Master to the west to reunite with you, okay?" Lu Hao said and pointed his finger. Yuwen Long was unable to struggle at all. His body exploded inch by inch and turned into blood mud. He tasted extreme pain before his death.

"Are you okay?" Lu Hao cut the rope on Shisan Niang with a sword, and instantly the other party's graceful body fell limply into his arms.

"I'm fine." Yun Yin's fair and tender face flushed, and she snuggled shyly in Lu Hao's arms, as if she had found a quiet harbor, and a special feeling filled her heart.

"Here are three elixirs. You guys take them first to heal your injuries." Lu Hao took out three round pills from a small jade bottle and chuckled.

"Is this the kind of pill that will make you vomit?" Yun Yin bit her bright red lips with her pearly teeth and couldn't help but whisper. The last time she took the pill Lu Hao gave her, she vomited for the whole afternoon.

"Don't worry, these are all good pills!" Lu Hao explained with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the three of them took the pill and immediately felt a warm current all over their bodies. The wounds were constantly repairing and their pale faces regained their rosy complexion.

Lu Hao injected some spiritual power into a few people, and soon their injuries were almost healed and there was nothing serious.

"Thank you, Uncle Glutton!" Panpan was so moved that her eyes were filled with tears and she said sincerely.

"Little girl, don't talk nonsense. Have you ever seen such a brave uncle?" Old man Yun Shang glared at his granddaughter.

"Well, it's the brave uncle glutton." Panpan smiled innocently, revealing her white baby teeth. In her impression, Lu Hao was a big eater, even more than the pigs raised at home, so the name of glutton was deeply rooted in her heart.

"The name 'Foodie' doesn't suit my style. You should change your name." Lu Hao was not angry. He just rubbed Panpan's cute little face lovingly.

"Then I might as well call you, uncle pervert!" Panpan blinked his innocent big eyes and said seriously.

"Who told you I'm a pervert?" Lu Hao's face changed.

"My grandfather said so. He said that based on his experience, you are definitely a little pervert!" Panpan directly betrayed her grandfather.

Hearing this, several people were embarrassed...