There were three people in this group, two men and one woman, all of them were wearing pale gold robes and riding flaming steeds.
"He's a disciple of the Holy Sun Sect," Xiao Guizi said with his eyes narrowed.
Shenri Shengzong is also the Immortal Sect of Emperor Lineage in the Far West, and it was established by Emperor Shenri.
It's just that compared with the inheritance of four emperors of one sect like Zhenwu Shengzong, Shenri Shengzong only produced one great emperor, and its background is much worse.
The three disciples of Shenri Shengzong also saw Xu Zimo and his party. The leading male disciple hung a sword on his waist, snorted coldly, and rode proudly over on the raging flame horse.
The relationship between Shenri Shengzong and Zhenwu Shengzong is not good. The main reason is that Zhenwu Shengzong is too powerful and is the absolute overlord in this extreme western land.
Even the Shenri Shengzong, who is also the Immortal Sect of Emperor Lineage, will be crushed.
"Pull what?" Xiao Guizi snorted unhappily.
"If you don't like them, just beat them up. Why be patient?" Xu Zimo said with a smile, "With me backing you up, what are you afraid of?"
"Brother, I'll just wait for your words," Xiao Guizi chuckled, looking at the three people who had already walked to the front, the palms of their hands surged with aura.
Then he saw his right hand slashing across the air, and a knife shadow formed by spiritual energy directly slashed at the disciple.
The leg of the flame horse that the leading disciple of the Holy Sun Sect was riding was cut off directly.
The flame horse raised its head and roared, and fell directly to the ground.
That disciple was also unaware, and was thrown flying out in embarrassment.
"What do you want to do?" The disciple stood up, pulled out the long sword from his waist, and looked at Xu Zimo and his party angrily.
"See if you're upset, why don't you," Xiao Guizi took out his iron rod, shouted, and beat the disciple without saying a word.
Seeing the two people in the arena starting to fight, Xu Zimo rode a flying horse and walked towards the female disciple of Shenri Shengzong.
Seeing this, another male disciple next to him quickly pulled out the scimitar behind him to block the female disciple, frowning at Xu Zimo.
"Boy, don't disturb me, brother Mo, for picking up girls." Lin Ruhu stomped on the saddle with both feet, and he rose into the air with powerful fists, and killed the male disciple.
The male disciple drew his saber to meet each other, not to be outdone, and fought fiercely with Lin Ruhu.
The female disciple looked at Xu Zimo with vigilant eyes, and slightly pressed her right hand on the hilt of her waist.
"What's your surname, girl?" Xu Zimo stepped forward and asked with a smile.
"What do you want to do?" the female disciple rode back two steps and asked cautiously.
Xu Zimo blew a hooligan whistle, clicked his mouth, and said, "He has a good figure."
"It has nothing to do with you," the female disciple hurriedly covered her chest, her brows furrowed even deeper.
"What is your purpose for coming to Shili Town?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Why should I tell you?" the female disciple asked back.
Xu Zimo smiled, and didn't say much, the female disciple only saw a flash of white light that was approaching the extreme.
With the sword drawing technique, the white sword glow hit the wrist of the male disciple who was fighting with Xiao Guizi at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye.
The male disciple only felt a sharp pain coming from his wrist, and the long sword in his hand fell down involuntarily.
Xiao Guizi's iron rod stopped only three centimeters away from the male disciple's head.
"If you don't say it, he will die," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"You guys are creating conflicts, do you want to start a war with our Shenri Shengzong?" the female disciple said with an ugly face.
"If we start a war, we will start a war. Could it be that our Zhenwu Sacred Sect is afraid that you will fail?" Xu Zimo said with a smile: "But I just don't know, will your Shenri Sacred Sect really dare to fight us for a few unimportant disciples?"
The female disciple's face changed slightly, her chest fluctuated, and finally she was silent for a while before saying, "I can tell you, but you let my brother go first."
"You are not qualified to bargain," Xu Zimo shook his head, while Xiao Guizi at the side withdrew the iron rod and kicked the male disciple's chest.
The male disciple let out a cry of pain and fell directly to the ground, looking at Xu Zimo in anger and horror.
"Don't hit him, I said," the female disciple quickly replied, "The house outside the barbarians in Shili Town is haunted by ghosts. We have accepted the mission of the sect to help catch ghosts."
Xu Zimo was taken aback, the three of them had the same mission as himself, he rubbed his chin, "Interesting, it seems that this Hu Yuanwai not only issued missions in Zhenwu Shengzong, but also issued missions in other sects."
When Xu Zimo completed this task in his previous life, he did not meet anyone from the Holy Sun Sect.
It seems that I should have come too late in my previous life, and these people from the Shenri Shengzong died here long ago.
Xu Zimo smiled, waved to Lin Ruhu and the two, and said, "Let's go."
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Looking at the backs of Xu Zimo and the three of them going away, the male disciple's face was cloudy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The Hu family is the largest family in Shili Town. It is said that members of the Hu family have a lot of money and are the richest man in this town.
The three of Xu Zimo came to Hu's house, and after passing the servant's report, not long after, they saw a middle-aged man in very fancy clothes coming out.
The middle-aged man was wearing a loose robe of blue, green and yellow, and a blue cap on his head.
His face was a little sallow, his eyes seemed a little swollen from staying up late for a long time, and he looked very haggard.
"Everyone, you are here. The old man has been in fear all day long, and I almost won't see you," Hu member said excitedly when he saw Xu Zimo and the others.
He brought the three of them to the hall. Xu Zimo smiled thoughtfully and said, "Mr. Hu is being polite."
"The three of you have come from afar and I've already had the meals prepared, let's talk while we eat," said Hu, who seemed to be in a bad mood, but still said with a smile.
Xu Zimo nodded. They were preparing to eat when a servant came in to announce that the disciples of the Holy Sun Sect had also arrived.
"It's just right, it's fate that several Tianjiao can come together, and I feel more at ease," Hu Yuanwai smiled, and then asked people to bring in the disciples of the Holy Sun Sect.
The disciples of Shenri Sacred Sect looked at Xu Zimo and the others, their expressions all changed, and the male disciple holding the sword said, "Why are you here?"
"Do the Tianjiao know each other?" Yuanwai Hu hurriedly stepped forward and explained.
Then he led everyone into the side hall, sat down at the table, and they all introduced each other.
On the side of Shenri Shengzong, the male disciple holding the sword is called Wang Tao, the male disciple carrying the scimitar is called Xing Lin, and the female disciple is named Xiao Yu.
"Tell me what happened. Your task is not described in detail," Xing Lin asked with a normal expression, looking at Yuanwai Hu.