Caught off guard, Nangong Mengxiang escaped from the encirclement.
but...
"She can't escape." The divine fortune teller narrowed his eyes slightly, "If there are only a few Jindan cultivators, they really can't stop her.
"But here are all the Jindan cultivators in the Northern Zhou Dynasty. No matter how great her ability is, it will be in vain if she doesn't reach the Jindan stage."
At this time, the Jindan cultivators had already used various methods to surround and intercept the fleeing Nangong Mengxiang, confining her to an area and then slowly narrowing the encirclement.
Time passed little by little, and the encirclement became smaller and smaller. Every time Nangong Mengxiang tried to escape, she had to face five Jindan cultivators.
If it weren't for the divine fortune teller's instructions, the Jindan cultivators would have already started to kill them if they didn't dare to hurt Luo Xue and Li Guijiao.
But all these were within Luo Xue’s plan, as she was well aware of Nangong Mengxiang’s strength.
It is absolutely impossible to escape by running away directly. Only by relying on that pill can we completely break the encirclement.
Among all the people present, only one person was extremely anxious.
As time passed, Zhang Xianzhao became more and more desperate.
He stopped bombarding the formation because it was no longer meaningful.
The spiritual veins of the Evil Spirit Sect are about to dry up. Even if the formation is broken, the Evil Spirit Sect will still fall apart.
"Kong, Lian, Bin!"
Zhang Xianzhao looked at Luo Xue and the other two, and let out a hysterical roar like a demon, which frightened Luo Xue so much that her hair stood on end.
It wasn't that Zhang Xianzhao scared Luo Xue, it was just the name...
I have to say that Senior Sister Li’s alias is really simple and crude. She simply used the name of someone she knew before.
Especially Kong Lianbin... the temple spy who wanted to kill Luo Xue.
Zhang Xianzha flew up into the sky, intending to join the Jindan cultivators in encircling and suppressing Luo Xue and the other two.
But before he could take a few steps, a dark light flashed by.
"this... "
Zhang Xianzhao widened his eyes, looked in a certain direction in disbelief, and opened his mouth.
But in the end, I couldn't say a word.
His head fell to the ground with a roll, his eyes staring at the earth.
No, not just the head.
In an instant, Zhang Xianzhao's body exploded completely, and it seemed that even his flesh and blood were cut off.
In less than half a breath, a Jindan cultivator died.
"You're making so much noise and getting in the way." The general sheathed his sword and looked at the sky full of Jindan demon cultivators with a hint of disdain in his eyes, "Tsk, I really want to kill them all."
"Pay attention to the mission and don't cause any trouble... We have more important things to do."
The farmer limped forward with his back bent, coughed twice, and walked forward with a limp.
"Juexiao Sect!"
The fortune teller's pupils dilated. He had already felt the sword intent remaining in Zhang Xianzhao's flesh and blood. It was so sharp that it would make one's eyes hurt just by looking at it.
In this world, only the Juexiao Sect can control such sword intent.
"Could it be that the Juexiao Sect came to rescue her... and they sent out so many Jindan cultivators..."
The divine fortune teller immediately recognized the identity of the general, who was none other than General Zhou Li of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. However, he did not expect that the other party would be a hidden man of the Juexiao Sect.
Chapter 115: Unsheathed!
There were not many Juexiao Sect spies who came to the Evil Spirit Gate at this time, only five.
Judging from their attire, they are a general, a farmer, a businessman, an actor, and a storyteller.
The strongest among them is the farmer, whose cultivation has reached the middle stage of Jindan, and is at the same level as the divine fortune teller.
The weakest storyteller was only at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage, and seemed inconspicuous among the Jindan cultivators.
But... he is a swordsman from Juexiao Sect.
This alone should not be underestimated.
Even though the Juexiao Sect was gradually declining, the cultivators within the sect were already in a state of decline compared to the disciples of the same level large sects.
But after all, it is one of the most powerful sects in the four regions of Kyushu.
The storyteller took a look at the sect protection formation and exclaimed,
"This formation is really ingenious. If the person who set up the formation was not weak, I would probably find it difficult to decipher it. However... there should be no formation inheritance in Mingshui Gorge."
"Storyteller, how long will it take to break the formation?" The actor said coldly, "Our identities have been exposed. We can't stay in the Yinling Forbidden Area for too long."
"Just half a quarter of an hour."
The storyteller smiled and immediately sat down cross-legged.
He held a compass in his hand, and circulated it with his fingers, with a hint of mystery.
Soon, the reflection of the sect protection formation appeared on the compass, and spiritual energy was flowing and flickering, which again caused the storyteller to exclaim in admiration.
Of course, despite the praise, the storyteller did not dare to waste time and immediately began to analyze the spiritual power veins of the formation and gradually dismantle the formation.
The other several Juexiao Sect's spies stood around, seemingly casually, but they vaguely surrounded the Northern Zhou Dynasty's demon cultivators.
Four Jindan cultivators surrounded twenty cultivators of the same level. So... arrogant.
"Even if they are cultivators from Juexiao Sect, so what? There are only four of them who have reached the Jindan stage." The iron tower snorted coldly, with a fighting spirit on his face. "There are more than twenty of us. Are you afraid that we can't defeat one with five people?"
After saying that, the burly man stepped forward and attacked the businessman who looked the weakest.
"Wait a minute, Tashan!"
The fortune teller shouted hurriedly, but it was too late.
Facing the attacking strong man, the businessman who knew that he was being looked down upon had a flash of disdain in his eyes. The dagger in his hand was already unsheathed, and a short blade was emitted.
After just one encounter, the arm of the strong man was cut off directly without any hesitation.
"What!"
The strong man was horrified. The moment his arm was cut off, he only felt a slight numbness.
Then he felt an intense pain that made him break out in a cold sweat and fear surged in his heart.
Although the burly iron tower man looks like a physical cultivator, in fact... he is just an ordinary cultivator.
His most proud boxing skills were nothing compared to the sword of Juexiao Sect.
"This extremely evil blood... How many lives did you take to refine your fist into a magic weapon?"
The businessman looked down at the severed arm on the ground with disgust on his face.
I saw a disgusting smell emanating from the broken arm, and I don't know how much flesh and blood of monks was melted there.
"My hand... My hand..."
The iron tower burly man was still howling in pain, and his tragic screams made the other demon cultivators around him feel a chill.
There is also a gap between the formation of elixir and the formation of elixir.
Is this the Jindan of a big sect? Is this the sword cultivator of Juexiao Sect
At this time, Luo Xue and others had already hidden back in the sect protection formation. They took the time to rest and had no idea what was happening in the outside world.
"Now... what should we do? Isn't it said that he is just an ordinary Xiantian disciple of Juexiao Sect?" Shen Suanzi was confused for a moment, "Why are there so many Jindan cultivators? Is there another hidden story?"
Few people know that the master of Qianjimen, the divine fortune teller, actually belongs to the blood master lineage of Yinling Temple.
However, the status of the divine fortune teller in the Blood Lord lineage was not high, and he had offended some people he should not have offended, so he was exiled to the Northern Zhou Dynasty to secretly lead a small sect.
Being the leader of a clan may seem very impressive, but the Northern Zhou Dynasty was short of resources, and the divine fortune teller could not obtain the resources of his own clan, so this situation... was actually equivalent to exile.
But just a few days ago, the Blood Lord suddenly found the Divine Calculator and secretly gave him a task - to capture the trio who were recently in the limelight in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and be careful not to hurt the two younger ones.
The Blood Lord also promised that if the fortune teller completed the task, he would allow him to return to his lineage.
Therefore, the divine fortune teller took great pains to get the leaders of all the small sects to unite and complete this task at any cost.
Only by returning to his original lineage can he hope to make further progress in his cultivation.
The divine fortune teller's life span is almost over. If he cannot break through to the late stage of Jindan, he will die within a hundred years.
I thought that since things had developed to this point, catching the trio was only a matter of time and would be easy.
As a result, several Juexiao Sect's Jindan spies suddenly appeared in the middle of the battle. After killing one person and breaking one arm, the surrounding Jindan cultivators had already decided to retire.
The most slippery female dragon had the word "escape" written all over her face. She was afraid that if these Juexiao Sect's spies moved a few steps forward, she would just slip away.
The fortune teller hesitated and was still hesitating.
The general really wanted to draw his sword and kill all these evil demons, but due to the farmer's instructions, he had to hold back his temper and protect the storyteller to break the formation.
We can't spend too much time here, otherwise we will miss the official meeting.
The general and other Jindan spies were certainly not sent out just to kill the traitors from the Juexiao Sect in the mission.
In fact, this matter can only be said to be a matter of course.
The other spies in charge of reconnaissance found that Luo Xue's whereabouts were within the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and their gathering place happened to be the Northern Zhou Dynasty, so they took on this task.
After completing the task of eliminating the traitors, the secret agents still have more important things to do, which concerns the future of Juexiao Sect.
The two sides were in a stalemate. The Demon Abyss Jindan cultivator dared not move in the encirclement, while the Juexiao Sect's spies chose to stay put as they did not want to cause any more trouble.
At this moment, Nangong Mengxiang rushed out with Luo Xue and others and went straight to the side of the actor.
The actress is a girl wearing a Peking Opera mask. Unlike other Juexiao Sect spies, she uses a spear as her weapon.
The spear carries the power of a sword, making it even more fierce.
"Hey, new reinforcements?"
Luo Xue was stunned. It seemed that there was no such person among the Jindan cultivators who had surrounded her before.
But soon, she found something wrong.
Surprisingly, only this girl dressed as an actress stood in front of them. The previous Jindan cultivators did not come forward, but just watched from a distance.
"Just do it." The farmer not far away said calmly, "Be careful not to hurt our people."
"Our people" refers to Li Guijiao. Almost all of Juexiao Sect's spies come from Mingshuijian. The undisguised Mingshuijian aura on Li Guijiao's body is quite obvious to her fellow disciples.
The actor remained silent, swung his spear, and stabbed directly at Luo Xue.
"We must not fail at the last moment!" At this moment, the Divine Calculator gritted his teeth and became ruthless, "Even if it's the sword madman from the Juexiao Sect, so what? No one... can stop me!"
He didn't know that the Juexiao Sect's spies were here to kill Luo Xue, he just thought they were here to protect the trio.
After all... we mentioned "our people".
"Are you all just going to sit there and wait for death?" The divine fortune teller immediately shouted, "Since these thieves from the fairyland are planning to take action, we must resist! These sword madmen will definitely not let us go!
"I will double the rewards I promised you before. Stop these thieves from the Immortal Realm!"
In less than two breaths, when the actor stabbed Luo Xue, the other hidden men of Juexiao Sect also took action and moved towards Luo Xue.
In this extremely critical situation, the cultivators in the Demon Abyss finally realized that these were the long-rumored sword madmen of the Juexiao Sect, who would show no mercy in slaying demons and eliminating evil.
The reason why he didn't take action just now was probably because he was waiting for Luo Xue and others to join forces and defeat them in one fell swoop.
"Damn it... Let's do it too!"
The cultivators in the Demonic Abyss became ruthless and used their magical powers before the Juexiao Sect's spies could get close to Luo Xue.
In an instant, countless magical powers and spells attacked the Juexiao Sect's spies, forcing them back a long distance.
Although Mingshuijian's sword is sharp, it focuses on attack and is easy to break.
There are obvious advantages in one-on-one combat, but under such indiscriminate bombardment, they are somewhat restricted.
On the other side, Nangong Mengxiang narrowly avoided the actor's spear attack and punched the spear handle, causing the actor's hand to go numb.
"Troublesome body repair..."
The eyes beneath the actor's mask were full of coldness.