How could Yang Qi make such a low-level mistake? He drove directly to the airport and took the fastest flight to Wudang Sect.
In this conflict between Taixuan Sect and the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land, the people from the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land actually fought directly at the gate of the Wudang Sect.
Of course, the real combat is done between those at the fetal breathing level. Ordinary Hua Jin warriors are not qualified to participate in the battle at all.
It was already evening when Yang Qi arrived at Wudang Mountain. A Wudang Sect's Hua Jin warrior received him and took him directly to the Wudang Sect's headquarters.
"Brother Yang, you are finally here." Taoist Xuanxu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Yang Qi.
"Master Xuanxu, has something happened again?" Yang Qi frowned upon seeing this.
"At noon, the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land came to provoke us. My uncle and his men fought and suffered some minor injuries." Taoist Xuanxu said with a wry smile.
When Yang Qi heard this, he also smiled bitterly. No wonder Taoist Xuanxu asked him to come immediately on the phone. It seemed that the Taixuan Sect was completely unstoppable.
"How many people did the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land send this time?" Yang Qi asked in a deep voice.
"There are four people in the Southern Border Holy Land. They only sent two warriors in the fetal breathing state to provide support." Taoist Xuanxu said.
“Only two?” Yang Qi was stunned. The support team from the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land only had two people. Including the Nine Thousand Year Old Man and another Holy Envoy, there were only four people. It was really unexpected that four people went straight to the gate of Wudang Sect.
"What about Taixuanmen?"
"Three." Taoist Xuanxu said somewhat embarrassedly.
“Then you…” Yang Qi looked at Taoist Xuanxu in disbelief. By this calculation, the number of people in Taixuan Sect and Southern Border Holy Land is exactly the same. There is even one more Taoist Xuanxu in Taixuan Sect.
But even so, Taixuan Sect was still at a disadvantage, which surprised Yang Qi.
"Poisonous insect?" Yang Qi frowned and said in a deep voice.
The Southern Xinjiang Holy Land is good at cultivating poisonous insects. If there are poisonous insects like the four-winged golden cicada to help, it is not surprising that Taixuan Sect is at a disadvantage.
"If it's just a poisonous insect, it would be easy to deal with. The key is that it's nine thousand years old!" Taoist Xuanxu smiled bitterly.
"Nine thousand years old?" Yang Qi raised his eyebrows.
He and Jiu Qiansui are mortal enemies. If Jiu Qiansui knew that the charming man died in his hands, the situation would definitely be a fight to the death.
"The strength of the Nine Thousand Year Old has actually improved, and has reached the late fourth level of fetal breathing. The most terrifying thing is that I don't know how he managed to cultivate ordinary poisonous insects to the fourth level of fetal breathing. Combined with the poisonous insects, his strength is comparable to that of a warrior at the fifth level of fetal breathing. Add to that the holy poison of another holy envoy, and they have the equivalent of six strong men at the fourth level of fetal breathing." Taoist Xuanxu said helplessly.
Hearing this, Yang Qi was still confused. There were six fighters at the fourth level of fetal breathing in the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land, while there were only four on the Taixuan Sect's side, so they were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.
Originally, if Jiu Qian Sui had only reached the late fourth level of fetal breathing, it would be fine, as he could compete with the strong men supported by Tai Xuan Sect. The key point was that the poisonous insects he cultivated actually had the combat power of the fourth level of fetal breathing.
"It's actually possible to train an ordinary insect beast to the level of a four-star martial artist." Yang Qi was secretly shocked. It was not easy for an ordinary insect beast to be trained to the level of a four-star martial artist. The reason why the four-winged golden cicada could reach the level of a four-star martial artist was because the four-winged golden cicada was comparable to a martial artist at birth. If there were enough resources, it could reach the level of a martial artist when it reached adulthood.
But ordinary insect beasts are often just some more powerful insects. The difference between an ordinary creature and cultivating the fourth level of Dao Taixi is not a little bit!
“If it weren’t for the formation left by the ancestors, I’m afraid the people from the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land would have come to kill us directly.” Taoist Xuanxu was helpless. The reason why the warriors from the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land were so difficult to deal with was because they were good at cultivating poisonous insects.
However, the golden cicada is an extremely rare insect beast. Even in the Southern Border Holy Land, there are not many of them. As for other Gu insects, their strength is generally at the level of fetal breathing, which is the limit. It is not to be feared. Who would have thought that a nine thousand year old man could actually cultivate a Gu insect with the fourth level of fetal breathing.
It was also because the strength of the 9,000-year-old and the fighting power of the Gu worm were beyond expectations that the Taixuan Sect suffered a great loss from the beginning of the battle. They were suppressed throughout the rest of the battle.
"Brother Yang, please come this way. We will go over first. If we are discovered by the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land, they will probably kill us directly." Taoist Xuanxu said.
Soon, under the leadership of Taoist Xuanxu, the two passed through the tunnel under the base and came to the Wudang Sect's villa.
"What a simple formation." As soon as he arrived at the villa, Yang Qi felt a maze covering the surroundings of the villa. However, this maze was not that powerful. It was only slightly stronger than the maze of the Blood Demon Cult.
Logically speaking, such a formation should not be able to stop a warrior at the fourth level of fetal breathing.
"Master Xuanxu, this formation..." Yang Qi frowned.
"This formation was set up by the founder. Although it's just a maze, it will take a lot of time for warriors below the fifth level of fetal breathing to get through it." Taoist Xuanxu said proudly.
Upon hearing this, Yang Qi secretly curled his lips. Any martial artist from the Tianwu Continent would probably be able to easily break through such a formation.
However, from Taoist Xuanxu's words, Yang Qi vaguely felt that the Chinese martial arts were very weak in formation, because they did not even have some basic knowledge of formations. Although this maze was not strong, it was enough to prevent martial artists below the fifth level of fetal breathing from passing through.
Although a little surprised, Yang Qi did not feel weird. After all, compared with the Tianwu Continent, the martial arts world on Earth was just something a child tinkered with. It would be easy for a college student to do the homework of an elementary school student, but for an elementary school student, let alone doing the homework of a college student, even listening to half a class would be confusing.
"Brother Yang." At this moment, a familiar voice was heard, and Taoist Lingxu walked over from a distance.
However, Taoist Lingxu's face was a little pale at the moment, but his aura was not disordered. It was obvious that he had only suffered some minor injuries, which had no effect on his strength.
"Brother Lingxu, you are injured too?" Yang Qi asked in surprise.
"Don't mention it. I'm still fine. My junior brother Taoist Xuankong was seriously injured. The other two fellow disciples were also injured and are still recovering." Taoist Lingxu said with a wry smile.
In the past few battles with the Southern Border Holy Land, they suffered a lot. It was too late to ask for help from the sect, so he had to ask Yang Qi to come over. After all, he had seen Yang Qi's strength with his own eyes. He was able to kill Han Lao Mo. His strength was even higher than his, and he was probably not weaker than the nine thousand year old Gu worm.
If Yang Qi joined them and helped to resist the Nine Thousand Years Old, then they would be much more relaxed. Even if they were defeated by the Southern Border Holy Land, they would not suffer any loss. He knew that Yang Qi had special means to deal with the Four-Winged Golden Cicada. When Yang Qi came, it not only represented a combat force not weaker than the Nine Thousand Years Old, but more importantly, the Four-Winged Golden Cicada of the Southern Border Holy Land had lost its effect. (To be continued)