"Kill him."
Zhao Xiayang gave an indifferent order, and ten of his disciples took the order and left. He did not take Lu Bei seriously. He thought that a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage who was surrounded could be killed with a wave of his hand, and he did not think he could cause any trouble.
The biggest threat is Xuanyinsi Qingwei Chu He!
There was no nonsense about persuading Chu He to surrender. To be precise, Zhao Xiayang didn't want to waste any more time talking to Chu He, so he ordered his disciples to surround him and chop off all the heads of Xuan Yinsi, not letting any one go.
The two groups of people fought together, swords flashed and sword energy swept everywhere. The fifteen people from the Xuanyin Division were all in the foundation building stage, and the leader Chu He was in the great perfection of foundation building. After a hard fight, they were actually evenly matched.
"waste!"
Zhao Xiayang's face was gloomy, and he was about to explode. The tall and thin disciple on standby knelt on one knee and stammered, "Reporting to the master, we only found the thief from the Xuanyin Division hiding in the dark. The dog thief surnamed Wang is still... or..."
"How can a big fox just disappear like that? You... well, after I execute Wu Zhou's minions, I will go and capture the fox myself."
Zhao Xiayang snorted when he heard that, turned his head to look at Chu He who was killing people in the field with his sword, his eyes flashed with green light, and he took a deep breath.
His chest swelled up and his energy suddenly burst out. The pressure of his own realm was integrated into the rolling sound waves, whistling and pushing away all the air currents in front of him, sweeping over everyone present like a tide.
The disciples of Qingshui Sect only felt a buzzing in their ears and their faces turned blue as they endured the huge shockwaves. However, it was a different situation for the people in Xuanyin Division. The targeted sense of oppression condensed into a line and turned into a whistling sound. Once in contact, their blood boiled and their heads exploded with a roar. They felt dizzy and it was as if a hammer had hit them hard on the back of their heads.
Chu He retreated with a livid face, being the hardest targeted. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief as he looked at Zhao Xiayang in the center of the formation.
"Baodan realm?!"
"Otherwise, what do you think?"
Zhao Xiayang raised the corner of his mouth in disdain. He stretched out his hand and formed his fingers into a sword. A beam of white light passed through the crowd and pointed precisely at Chu He's knee.
Chu He was unable to dodge and the sword energy cut off a piece of flesh from his leg. His body staggered and he almost fell to his knees on the spot.
After all, there was none.
Zhao Xiayang narrowed his eyes and grinned, praisingly: "Your bones are indeed very hard. I want to see how many times you can hold on."
┴┤д0)！ ！
At the corner, Lu Bei poked his head out again.
With his basic attributes, I wouldn't say he could crush a Foundation Establishment cultivator of the same level, but he could certainly beat him.
Ten Qingshui Sect disciples chased and killed their way into the stone path. Due to space limitations, the ten of them lined up in a row. It looked like a gang fight, but it was actually a one-on-one duel, which gave Lu Bei plenty of room to maneuver.
Plus the little golden-scaled snake waiting for the enemy to help, biting every one that passed, biting every one that passed...
All in all, the experience gained was steady and fast. Lu Bei was still not satisfied, so he poked his head out to see if he could pull out another wave of taunts and lure a few monsters to follow him to the next door.
Unexpectedly, when he looked out, he saw Zhao Xiayang, who was dominating the whole place.
Analyze calmly and think about it.JPG
It's no problem to kill someone above your level, you can give it a try. But forget about challenging someone across borders, you'll die if you try. Commander Wang is an extraordinary man with both talent and beauty, so such an important task should be entrusted to him.
Speaking of Commander Wang, Lu Bei frowned. He had been here for such a long time but didn't see that sinister fellow. It was really unreasonable.
"Master, be careful, the thief is not dead yet!"
Just as he was thinking about it, the tall and thin disciple who was kneeling on one knee suddenly spoke and raised his hand to point to the corner where Lu Bei was hiding.
MD, it’s you again!
There are so many enemies in front of you, but you don't keep your eyes on them. Instead, you always look behind you. Is your face like your butt
Lu Bei glared at the tall and thin disciple. It was this guy who had exposed him just now, but he was magnanimous enough not to argue with him. Yet this guy actually got addicted to it.
"Humph, you're lucky."
Zhao Xiayang's face was gloomy. Lu Bei was not dead, which meant that the ten disciples who were chasing him must have died.
He was angry, so he retracted his sword and let Chu He go for the time being, then pointed it at Lu Bei.
Phew!
There was a sound of a sharp blade piercing through flesh and blood. Zhao Xiayang's eyes widened, and he felt a mosquito bite on his abdomen and back. He lowered his head in surprise, and saw the bright sword edge and blood gushing out, which was very eye-catching.
“Master, I told you to be careful, why didn’t you listen?” The tall and thin disciple who was half-kneeling on the ground held the sword in both hands and thrust it forward again, stirring the hilt to speed up the bleeding.
"How dare you, you thief!"
Zhao Xiayang's face was ferocious, his aura was surging, and rolling waves were spreading in all directions, but with this level of cultivation, it was definitely not as simple as an ordinary Baodan realm.
It is possible that he has already reached the state of great perfection of Baodan.
What Zhao Xiayang didn't expect was that the tall and thin disciple was not affected at all, only his hands holding the sword trembled slightly.
"Who are you?"
"Master Zhao, you said you would arrest Wang personally, but Wang came to your door, so how come you didn't recognize him?" The tall and thin disciple's voice changed, and his expression changed accordingly. His eyes narrowed into slits and he smiled extremely sinisterly. Who else could it be but the long-missing Commander Wang.
"Hurry up and save the master!"
"Kill that fellow—"
Several disciples who were guarding the formation came to their senses and rushed forward with swords in hand. However, they did not expect that several disciples of the Qingshui Sect who came with Commander Wang suddenly attacked them, holding their weapons to block them and even successfully stabbed several of them.
After removing their disguises, it was revealed that these people were not disciples of Qingshui Sect at all, but teammates of Commander Wang who had lost contact.
Qingshuimen is good in every way. Their disciples are loyal and they are bold and unambiguous in their rebellion.
There were just too many people, more than 200 strong men in total, who killed everyone in the ruins, which gave Commander Wang and his party the opportunity to take advantage of.
"Mr. Wang, it turns out it's you, you bastard!" Zhao Xiayang held the sword with both hands and gritted his teeth.
"It's me, the bastard."
Commander Wang continued to smile sinisterly, not caring whether Lu Bei in the corner could see him or not. He raised his eyebrows and threw him a seductive look. Without Lu Bei's repeated cooperation, he would not have succeeded in the assassination easily.
"Mr. Wang, we have nothing to do with each other, why do you want to..."
"Shh!"
Commander Wang turned the sword vigorously and blew into Zhao Xiayang's ear: "I forgot to introduce myself. My code name is 'Fox Three' and I work in Xuanyin Division. Chu He over there is not a Qingwei, but I am."
"you… "
Zhao Xiangyang's face showed fear. Thinking about the time he had known Commander Wang and the plan of going to the tomb this time, his scalp went numb for a moment.
A long time ago, Xuanyinsi had set its sights on Qingshuimen.
It all started with an unexpected discovery. This group of intelligence officers had been lurking for years and followed clues to find the descendants of the Qingqian royal family, and finally dug out the big fish of Qingshuimen.
In order to avoid alerting the enemy, Xuanyinsi activated the senior spy Hu San. He had been secretly lurking in Dengtianmen for several years and had been active in Dongqi County. He was the most suitable person to contact Qingshuimen.
After receiving the task, Fox Three did not contact Qingshuimen immediately. Instead, he acted under the pretext of excavating ruins. He successfully discovered the Qingqian Tomb and lured Qingshuimen into the trap.
Things were simple after that. Fox Three played the role of an honest tomb robber at all times. After some planning, he first lured She Xuan and other demon cultivators, and then let his subordinate Chu He hide in the team.
If there was any change in this plan, it was that before the action took place, Xuanyinsi received information provided by Lu Bei. Hu San pretended not to know and asked Chu He to dispatch ten thugs to enter the scene.
It was a helpless move. Because of the infiltration of Huangji Sect, Fox San was not sure whether the information would be leaked, so he could only add another team of people.
"Master Zhao, although I don't know what the use of this formation is, I am very sure of one thing. This sword is poisoned. You are infected with eight strange poisons such as bone rot and vein lock. You cannot use your magic power. Now you are a useless person. Come with me back to Xuanyinsi. I have a lot to talk to you alone." Fox San raised the corner of his mouth and suddenly drew out his sword.
Blood spurted out.
Zhao Xiayang staggered and sat down in the center of the blood relationship mechanism. He raised his hand tremblingly and licked the blood on the corner of his mouth: "Fox Three, what a good name. What does this remind me of?"
"My mother is indeed quite famous." Fox Three nodded.
“No, Zhao thought of something else.”
Zhao Xiayang said with a gloomy face: "When I was young, I suffered a lot because my demon cultivation bloodline could not advance. In a fit of anger, I switched to Taoism."
"What?!"
Fox San's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling.
"Hu San, ah Hu San, you and I are both in the Baodan realm, we should be equally strong, and the outcome of the fight is hard to predict, but you should never, ever be too greedy and spare Zhao's life!"
Zhao Xiayang's eyes turned, revealing a pair of fox eyes that Linghu San was very familiar with: "It's worth it that Zhao has dragged on for so long. The blood relationship mechanism is activated. This game..."
"Zhao won!"