The power exuded by this person was so strong that Xu Sansan could hardly breathe evenly. If she was like this, let alone the others. The Dingshan Guards leaned closely together, relying on the momentum of the group to barely hold on.
However, Dai Yajun, Lai Wanli and other casual cultivators did not have the advantages of a legion like the Dingshan Guards. They could only rely on their own strength to compete with them, and the situation was actually more difficult than that of the Dingshan Guards. In just a short time, Dai Yajun's pretty face was already covered with fine beads of sweat, and her delicate body was trembling as if she was being electrocuted.
Among all the people, only Wan Dong could still maintain his composure. Firstly, it's because his cultivation level is much higher than everyone else's, and secondly, Li Baiyi's power is much stronger than the power of the person in front of him. Since I have faced it before, I naturally have to be more calm.
Furthermore, is it human nature to fear the unknown hidden in the dark? Once the veil of the unknown is lifted, this fear will be nothing.
He is not afraid of returning, but Wan Dong also knows in his heart that this person's cultivation level is more than a little bit higher than his. He might have the strength to fight, but if he wanted to win the battle, Wandong didn't have any hope.
At the moment, we can only place our hopes on Xiao Lang. But Wandong was also full of doubts about Xiao Lang.
The first point is Xiao Lang's cultivation. Practicing Xuantian's Divine Enlightenment Technique gave Wandong a keenness far beyond ordinary people. The cultivation level of other people cannot be hidden from his eyes. But for Xiao Lang, Wandong's sensitivity seemed to be much duller.
According to the attack power Xiao Lang had shown before, his cultivation level should be almost the same as his, and it must have surpassed Dzogchen, and he should have risen to the level of a monk. But the feeling Xiao Lang gave him seemed to be much more than that. And if it was really just the same level of cultivation as him, there would be no reason to provoke such a powerful enemy.
And there is another point, Xiao Lang also uses Tao Qi. But unlike Venerable Hidden Sword and the others, Xiao Lang no longer has a trace of true energy in his body, including the innate fetal breath. This shows that Xiao Lang has completed his rebirth, and perhaps he is a real monk.
Since he is a true monk, how could he end up living in the Ascension Continent? Since he is a real monk, how can Jiuxiao Pavilion be so bold to become his enemy
There are so many questions in Wan Dong's mind, and they are so complicated that even someone as smart as him would find it difficult to sort them out.
Furthermore, at this moment, facing this powerful enemy who clearly came from the Taoist world, all questions were insignificant, only life and death remained.
Wandong looked back at Xiao Lang. Xiao Lang was still adjusting his breath. Wandong could feel that the Tao Qi in his body was recovering at an alarming speed. It can be seen from this that the Immortal Technique he practiced should be similar to the Lei Beng Jue and Gui Yi Qi in terms of grade. It will definitely not be an ordinary Immortal Technique, let alone one that can appear in the small mortal world or even the Ascension Continent. The magic formula. From this point alone, Xiao Lang must have a great background.
"Dingshan Guards, come forward!" Just when Wandong was thinking a lot, a loud shout suddenly sounded.
Under the leadership of several commanders, the Dingshan Guards were instantly divided into five teams. The crossbows were fully loaded and they were aimed at the figures in the air. They only waited for an order to be given and launched in succession, creating waves of uninterrupted arrows. rain.
This is a good idea, but in the face of the absolute power gap, it is meaningless.
The monk wrapped in blue light had a sarcastic smile on his face, as if Dingshanwei were a group of ants and clowns.
"Dingshan Guards retreat!" Wan Dong frowned and shouted loudly.
The Dingshan guards looked at him hesitantly, Wandong didn't say anything, but his expression didn't change.
The military orders were like a mountain, and the Dingshan guards did not hesitate for long before they retreated one after another.
"You're a very interesting kid, you can actually find my whereabouts! And the Tao Qi you possess seems to be different. Before I kill you, tell me about your origin." The monk seemed to be very interested in Wandong. Interested, he opened his mouth and said.
As for the others, he simply ignored them. This is not surprising. Others are afraid that even if they are tied together, they may not be able to hurt him at all.
Wan Dong looked indifferent and said quietly: "What is the origin of a boy from the ordinary world?"
"Hmph! Boy, I am giving you a chance. If your origin is related to me, maybe I will spare your life today!"
"No need! I, Xu Yaoting, will never have anything to do with a villain like you who hides his head and shows his tail."
"Presumptuous! Do you know that just with your attitude, I can cut you into pieces!"
The monk shouted loudly, and an invisible pressure immediately fell on Wandong's shoulders. It felt like two mountains suddenly fell on his shoulders, weighing so much that Wan Dong's figure couldn't help but sway.
However, it only shook for a moment, and soon, a Tao Qi rose up in Wandong's body, which withstood the pressure.
"Ha! It seems that you really have a lot of brushes!" The monk sneered, his expression became more fierce, and naturally, the weight on Wan Dong's shoulders instantly doubled.
Wandong couldn't care less about talking at this time, and cold sweat kept flowing down his forehead.
Dai Yajun and Lai Wanli couldn't believe their eyes. They never imagined that someone could force Wandong to this point. Although he wanted to step forward to help Wandong, the fear in his heart could not be overcome in a short time, and the scene fell into a deathly silence.
"You are here for me, why bother others?" Just when Wandong felt more and more troubled, Xiao Lang stood up slowly. Putting his hand on Wandong's back, a powerful Tao Qi immediately poured into Wandong's body.
After receiving Xiao Lang's help, Wan Dong's expression suddenly perked up, and Tao Qi surged out of his body. Regardless of Xiao Lang's reaction, Wan Dong carried his Tao Qi and rushed towards a pair of shoulders.
A series of bursts of air suddenly came from the calm air. The pressure that the monk put on Wandong's shoulders disappeared in an instant. Wandong's body and mind suddenly relaxed, making him unable to help but groan.
"you… "
When Wan Dong turned his head, Xiao Lang was looking at him blankly, his expression full of indescribable surprise.
Wandong was stunned for a moment, then quickly smiled and said, "Thank you, Master Xiao, for your help!"
Xiao Lang opened his mouth, but he couldn't even say a word. When Wandong's Tao Qi surged and roared around him, Xiao Lang realized that Wandong was even more special than he imagined. Especially the Tao Qi, it was so special that it was beyond his imagination.
The monk didn't feel anything strange, he just thought that Wandong and Xiao Lang joined forces to offset his pressure.
Xiao Lang took a deep look at Wan Dong, raised his head and said to the monk, "Who are you, Your Excellency? Xiao does not remember that there is an enemy like you!"
The monk chuckled and said without hesitation, "Take people's money and help them eliminate disasters!" After that, he flicked his fingers, and a red light came out with a whoosh, and with a pop, it was inserted into Xiao Lang. The soil beneath your feet.
Wan Dong took a closer look and saw a small blood-red flag with a skull painted on one side and a black long sword painted on the other. It was quite delicate.
Wandong didn't know the origin of this flag, but Xiao Lang seemed to know it very well. A face suddenly changed color, and his voice shouted with a bit of shock, "Blood Skull!?"
"Sure enough, I have some knowledge. It seems that I can save my words."
"I...can I ask who appointed you to kill me?" Xiao Lang asked in a low voice with a slightly gloomy look on his face.
"Originally, according to our Blood Skull rules, we must not disclose the customer's information. But this time is a little special. The customer himself requested that before I kill you, I must let you know in whose hands you died... "
"No need to say it!" Before the monk could finish speaking, Xiao Lang decisively interrupted him with his hand. Then his face was shrouded in a strong bitterness. He sighed and murmured, "She hates me so much that she would do anything to kill me! I think she can please you." This Blood Hole Black Sword Killer came from the Dao Sect World to this Dongxuan Continent to kill me. He must have paid a lot of money, right?"
"Hehe... One hundred thousand amethysts!"
"Ten... one hundred thousand!?" Xiao Lang exclaimed, then shook his head and said nothing.
Wan Dong only knew Yuan Jing, but had never heard of Amethyst, so he had no exact idea of one hundred thousand Amethyst, but judging from Xiao Lang's shocked look, it must not be a small amount.
"Now that you know my identity, are you going to kill it yourself, or let me do it? Hehe... But let's talk about it. If you force me to take action, I'm afraid you won't even be able to save a whole body."
Xiao Lang took a long breath and said, "I have long heard that anyone targeted by a blood skeleton will never die. I understand my own ending. However, everyone else here is innocent. I I hope you can let them go."
"Okay!" The blood hole killer was happy.
Xiao Lang turned to look at Wandong and said, "Little brother, I originally wanted to drink three hundred cups with you, but unfortunately God is not kind to me. I'm afraid I won't have this chance. Now I ask you to lead everyone to leave as soon as possible."
"No, I won't leave!" As soon as Xiao Lang finished speaking, Xu Sansan shouted before Wan Dong finished speaking.
"San San, you have to be obedient!" Xiao Lang sighed and said.
"No! I will always stay with you, even if I die!"
Xu Sansan had a deep heart and had long seen that Xiao Lang was ready to die, so she cried.
Seeing Xu Sansan burst into tears, Xiao Lang was heartbroken. Just when he was thinking about how to persuade Xu Sansan to leave, Wan Dong suddenly stepped forward and struck Xu Sansan on the back of the neck with his palm.
"You..." Xu Sansan looked at Wandong in surprise. As soon as he said a word, he fainted.
Xiao Lang was a little surprised at first, but he soon felt relieved, smiled helplessly, and said, "Thank you, you have done me a favor again. If you let me do it, I really can't do it."
… (To be continued)