The anxious person was Xiao Zuo before, but because of Wandong's action, things suddenly changed. The anxious person was Han Shiqi.
Han Shiqi was really anxious, and he was extremely anxious. If no one stops Wan Dong, his people will be slaughtered in less than a moment. Is this okay? Before he had time to think about it, Han Shiqi folded his body and wanted to abandon Xiao Zuo and rush towards Wandong.
"Han Shiqi, we haven't finished the fight yet, where are you going?"
How could Xiao Zuo be willing to let Han Shiqi escape like this? With a sneer, his body rose up like a shooting star chasing the moon, and he stood in front of Han Shiqi in an instant. Both palms were slashed out at the same time, a double dragon leaping into the sea, and two majestic palms hit Xiao Zuo respectively.
Xiao Zuo's level of Qi was slightly inferior to Han Shiqi's, but Xiao Zuo's fierceness and bravery were not comparable to Han Shiqi's. If the difference between the two were several levels, Han Shiqi might be able to easily destroy Xiao Zuo, but now the two are only one level apart, and it will not be so easy for Han Shiqi to defeat Xiao Zuo.
What's more, at this time, Xiao Zuo no longer had any worries. He had already adjusted his mentality and launched an aggressive offensive without any compromise. But Han Shiqi's mood at this time was extremely impatient, which would inevitably affect his performance. Under the circumstances, Han Shiqi really had to be careful.
"Miss, please tell that senior quickly and ask him to rush into the village immediately to save the young master!" Xiao Zuo blocked several of Han Shiqi's attacks and took the time to shout urgently at Zong Qinghe who was gradually stabilizing his position.
"What?! Uncle Xiao, are you saying that Zong Yang has rushed into the village?" When Zong Qinghe heard this, his expression suddenly changed, and he shouted anxiously.
Xiao Zuo said guiltily: "It's all my fault for not being able to stop him."
Zong Qinghe immediately understood. No wonder Xiao Zuo ignored the agreement with her and launched an attack in advance. It turned out that it was all for Zong Yang.
Zong Qinghe was anxious and annoyed, and couldn't help but curse: "This kid is such a bastard, he only knows how to cause trouble!"
Despite the scolding, Zong Qinghe was really anxious. She was just a younger brother who shouldered the important responsibility of passing on the bloodline of the Zong family, so he couldn't just die like this. Just as Zong Qinghe was eagerly searching for Wandong's figure in the crowd, Wandong suddenly appeared in front of her like a ghost.
Before Zong Qinghe could speak, Wan Dong frowned and asked, "You said Zong Yang rushed into the village?"
Zong Qinghe was anxious and didn't think too much. He said hurriedly, "Yes, senior! Zong Yang is my only brother. Please, please..."
Before Zong Qinghe could finish his words, Wandong's figure had already swept out, as fast as a meteor, which made Zong Qinghe's eyes widen in surprise.
Wan Dong was not very active in breaking through the siege for Youwei's disciples before, but why is he suddenly so happy now? Zong Qinghe was puzzled by a thousand and ten thousand things.
Looking at Wandong, who was walking towards the manor as if there was no one around, Lei Ming was also very surprised, and said, "This senior is not only good at cultivation, but his temper is also unpredictable."
Zong Qinghe shook his head, and the anxious look on his face was greatly relieved, and he said happily: "With seniors taking action, Zong Yang will not be in more danger. Today, my Zong family owes him a huge favor, and we must do it in the future." It’s better to repay the favor!”
Lei Ming stuck out his tongue and said with a smile, "It would be great if we could recruit seniors into the Qinglong Gang! Hahaha..."
Zong Qinghe couldn't help but smile, looked at Lei Ming and said: "Stop daydreaming there! How can such a master be retained by this small temple of our Qinglong Gang?"
Lei Ming said with a surprised look, "Our Qinglong Gang can only be regarded as a small temple?"
Zong Qinghe shook his head and said with a complicated expression, "In the eyes of most people, the Qinglong Gang is certainly not a small temple, but in the eyes of people like Senior, what does our Qinglong Gang mean?"
Lei Ming was startled for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully.
After being massacred by Wandong for a while, Han Shiqi's men were already somewhat defeated. At this time, the brothers on the right guard got together again, relying on each other, and the initiative was gradually tilted towards Zong Qinghe.
Therefore, Wan Dong is not very worried. Even if he is worried, he has nothing to do. Zong Yang is his brother and he must save him!
While flying towards the manor, Wan Dong felt guilty in his heart. Zong Qinghe actually has many similarities with Zong Yang. He should have thought of the relationship between the two.
"Who!?" Wan Dong jumped over the high wall of the manor, stabbed a figure in his face, and rushed towards him.
Wandong didn't bother to answer at all, and waved his right hand, sending the man flying backwards.
A scream sounded out, and the manor, which was already heavily guarded, suddenly became lively. Countless figures jumped out from unnoticed corners and surrounded Wan Dong.
"Where is Zong Tianwei being held?" Wan Dong glanced coldly and asked sharply.
"You bastard, are you impatient? Do you dare to break into this place?" A man who looked like a leader came forward with a knife. His words were harsh and murderous.
Wandong snorted coldly, shook his shoulders, and was already in front of him.
The leading man also has attained the fifth level of Qi, and is responsible for the safety of the manor. He can barely be considered a figure.
Seeing Wan Dong approaching, he was startled and immediately reacted. He raised the blade and swept it towards Wan Dong's neck.
"Seeking death!" Wandong would never be polite to these bastards from the Qinglong Gang. Seeing the opponent's blade sweeping away, he swung his right palm out in the air. A good-quality steel knife immediately bent into a U shape!
The man in the lead suddenly felt an unbearable numbness in his arm. He screamed and subconsciously wanted to retreat. However, Wan Dong's hand reached out like a devil's claw and strangled his neck directly. His fingers suddenly retracted. Tight, the man's face suddenly turned red.
"Bold!" Several angry shouts rang out, and more than a dozen figures stood up at the same time, launching an attack on Wandong from all directions, hoping to rescue the leading man.
It's a pity that Wandong didn't give them a chance. A golden light flashed randomly, and a dozen people who jumped up flew back almost at the same time.
The physiques of warriors in the small mortal world are far less strong than those in the big world of Taoism. How can they withstand the attack of pure Tao Qi? As long as the cultivation level does not exceed Wandong, once he is attacked, he will be seriously injured!
"Let me ask you again, where is Zong Tianwei being held?"
Wandong's face was full of stern expression, and a majesty that could not be blasphemed burst out. Let alone the man who was strangled by the neck, he only had the fifth level of Qi. Even if he was at the seventh level of Qi, he would still be affected by Wandong's power.
"I...I'll take you there!" the man stammered.
"Okay! You'd better not play tricks, otherwise, death will definitely become your biggest luxury in life!" Wandong let go of his hand. With his current attainments, if the other party escaped, he would simply find a piece of tofu to hit him. Forget it!
(Sweat! Corrected a small mistake, the name has been changed. There has been a thunder in the previous article, holding a mace. From the next chapter, it will be renamed Lei Gang! It has caused inconvenience to everyone in reading. Fei Wu is here to express my gratitude to Sorry everyone!) (To be continued)