Time Travel: Did My Sister-in-Law Get Slapped in the Face Today?

call out!

The arrow shot out suddenly.

But Li Lan's figure flashed, and he was already beside the archer. The archer's shield magic weapon was destroyed, and he was the most seriously injured. He was unable to stop Li Lan at this moment and was directly picked up and thrown towards the arrow.

puff!

The iron arrow pierced through his flesh, and the archer let out a shrill scream before being pinned to the ground!

"Second brother!!"

Upon seeing this, the archer was about to explode!

His two brothers were both dead?

At that moment, Li Lan, wielding his warhammer, finally closed in and brought it down with a powerful blow.

His movements were monotonous and boring.

Having nothing else around, the archer had no choice but to raise his bow and arrow to parry.

boom!

With a loud jolt, his arms went numb, and he could barely hold the bow.

"How could this kid be so strong?"

He was shocked. Could it be that the other party's physical body was comparable to his?

Li Lan's warhammer continued to fall, one blow after another.

Bang bang bang!

After three consecutive blows, he finally couldn't withstand it anymore. His internal injuries flared up, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The longbow in his hand also fell to the ground.

Li Lan raised his hammer for the fourth time and then brought it down. The archer let out a miserable scream and followed in the footsteps of the golden-knife cultivator. His head was smashed to pieces!

The three Foundation Establishment cultivators sent by the Li family have all perished.

The room fell silent. Gu Lianxi, Zhao Qiurong, and even Chen Jinhua and Zeng Chenglin were all stunned.

What just happened can hardly be described as a battle.

It was a massacre!

Faced with Li Lan's warhammer, the three injured Foundation Establishment cultivators were like sheep, utterly powerless to resist.

"Three! He actually killed three people... This madman, this madman!"

Gu Lianxi spoke instinctively, looking at Li Lan, who was covered in blood, a strange fear rising in his eyes.

This is simply a god of death!

“This is a record-breaking achievement; it will be recorded in the annals of spiritual practice… becoming a classic case.”

Zhao Qiurong murmured to herself.

Chen Jinhua stared at Li Lan, his old eyes filled with disbelief. He just couldn't understand it...

At this moment, Li Lan was also somewhat exhausted. He looked at Zeng Chenglin and smiled, "Thanks to your thoughtful consideration, Master, you made some adjustments to the formation here in advance and connected the earth veins. Otherwise, we would all be dead today."

Zeng Chenglin was still holding the explosives controller in his hand when he suddenly heard Li Lan say this, and he was a little confused. What array adjustment? What connection to the earth veins?

He doesn't know!

However, he was also a very quick-witted person. He instantly thought of something and replied, "The formation is useful, but we owe it all to you."

Their conversation was seamless.

Chen Jinhua and the other two did not notice anything amiss. Elder Chen nodded and said, "Preparation is the key to success, and lack of preparation leads to failure. Chief Zeng's meticulousness is commendable; no wonder headquarters values ​​you so highly!"

He struggled to his feet, looked around the arena, and sighed, "If there had been even the slightest mistake today, we would all be dead!"

"Although these three are dead, the Li family is still eyeing us covetously. If a group of Qi Refining cultivators arrives now, we will surely die..."

He remained deeply worried.

Li Lan replied, "Elder, you are overthinking it. We only need to hang up the corpses of these three people, and the Li family will definitely not dare to come and disturb us!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Jinhua was taken aback for a moment, gave Li Lan a deep look, and said, "Okay, let's do it this way!"

Immediately, Li Lan dragged the three corpses out, tied them to the flagpole, and raised them.

Outside the villa.

On a certain road, inside a black luxury car, Li Chengkun waited calmly, smoking a cigarette with a composed expression.

"It should be almost done."

He glanced at the quartz watch on his wrist; the three Foundation Establishment cultivators had been inside for almost half an hour.

The Fudaoists only sent Chen Jinhua, who was no match for the three Zhou brothers.