Escape? What he means is that if the four of us, the fourth grade, join forces, we have no chance of winning against this kid? The reckless, bloodthirsty and belligerent giant Zalmuha was the first to be unconvinced, his eyes widened, and he locked onto Xu Qi'an.

He, what did he see... Why did he let us escape... If this kid was so scary, why did he fight for so long just now? Mr. Tangshan was suspicious by nature and stared at Xu Qian warily.

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Did you see something you shouldn't see with the aura technique? Sirius put away his contempt and acted as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

There's something wrong with this kid... The tragic situation of the white-clothed warlock reflected in Hong Ling's eyes. In the flash of lightning, a piece of information flashed in her mind, which came from an exchange she once had with the warlock.

It was on the way to Dafeng to ambush the princess. She heard that the Zhenbei princess was so magnificent that even a warlock could see it from dozens of miles away.

She was curious for a moment and asked: "What if it is the third grade, the second grade, or even the first grade?"

The warlock answered her: "If it is the third level, the soul will be severely damaged. If it is the second level, it will be blind and insane. If it is the first level..."

The warlock did not continue, but Hong Ling could guess from the other party's expression that the outcome would be death.

Second-grade, is this kid second-grade? No, he has something related to or even the same level as second-grade... Hongling couldn't control his heartbeat at all, and his adrenaline was racing.

There was a layer of pimples on her skin, and every nerve was sending signals of danger and escape.

At this time, Xu Qian raised his hand and pressed it gently.

Amidst the fluctuations of Qi like a breeze, all the maids fainted.

Run away, run away quickly, or I will die... Huge fear exploded in my heart, Hongling resisted the urge to escape, and said with a forced smile:

"This kid is so arrogant, Zharmuha, why don't you come on now? Don't you want Confucian books?"

Zalmuha was bloodthirsty and warlike, and he was not convinced. He did not sense that Xu Qi'an had a majestic power exceeding the fourth level in his body. He was provoked by Hong Ling and immediately rushed towards Xu Qi'an with a ferocious smile.

The one-foot-tall giant ran wildly, causing the ground to tremble.

Tian Lang and Tang Shanjun were about to take action when they suddenly realized something was wrong. They turned around and found that Hong Ling had escaped alone, leaving everyone behind.

This... the pupils of the two fourth-grade masters shrank slightly, and an ominous premonition surged in their hearts.

Then, they heard screams, Zalmuha's screams.

Turning around in shock, he saw the one-foot-tall giant kneeling in pain, his right wrist being held by a jet-black arm covered with deep green veins.

The muscles of that arm were gnarled, completely out of proportion to its owner, and slightly deformed.

The aura it exuded was evil and terrifying, as if it came from the abyss, from hell. Just one look at it made Tian Lang and Tang Shanjun feel dizzy.

They finally knew why Hong Ling ran away, and they finally knew why the white-robed warlock yelled to run away.

Click, click, click... With the sound of bones breaking, the body of "Giant" Zalmuha quickly shriveled up, and the screams stopped.

The two of them no longer hesitated, one jumped onto the feather spider, and the other followed Hong Ling, and began to escape.

"If you have an epiphany in your heart, you will have no worries or fears." Xu Qi'an said loudly.

Buddhist precepts!

This time, he didn't use the magic book because it was Shenshu who controlled his body.

In an instant, Hongling in the distance, Tianlang and Tangshanjun in the distance, the fear in their hearts subsided, and the idea of ​​​​escape was taken away. They turned around uncontrollably, hoping to fight Xu Qian to the death.

The influence of the commandments disappeared after two seconds, and fear and thoughts of survival reoccupied their hearts, but everything was night.

In two seconds, Xu Qian, who was possessed by enough gods, completed the triple kill.

He pulled out the long black gold knife from his waist and suddenly threw it out. Then without looking at it, he appeared in front of Sirius like a ghost, pinched his neck, and suddenly spat out Qi.

With a click, the head was taken off.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Qian jumped up, landed from a high place, stepped Tang Shanjun into the ground with one foot, and slapped the top of his head with his palm.

boom!

Tang Shanjun's eyes instantly turned white, and his vertical pupils slowly dimmed.

At this time, a "pop" sound was heard in the distance, and the black gold sword penetrated Hong Ling's chest, nailing her into the ground.

The fourth-level warrior's body was like paper amid the weapons thrown by Monk Shenshu.

"No, don't kill me, don't kill me..."

Hong Ling begged for mercy, spitting blood and foam from her mouth, looking very pitiful.

Strong regret emerged in her heart. If she had not participated in this siege, if she had not come to Dafeng, she would never have encountered this monster.

The most terrifying thing in the mission is not Yang Yan, but this Yin Luo, this demon hiding among the crowd.

She knows now, but it's too late.

"The poor monk didn't kill you, the poor monk sent you into reincarnation." Monk Shenshu clasped his hands together, looked at the fake princess whose essence and blood had been drained, and said gently:

"Just like her."

Hong Ling looked desperate and screamed: "Who are you? Who are you?"

"I present the silver gong to Xu Qi'an." Shen Shu said.

Xu Qian...Hongling murmured.

These were the last words she said, and the next moment, her head was also removed.

After killing the people, Monk Shenshu took the essence and blood of three fourth-level experts one by one and turned them into mummies.

"If you have an opponent like this in the future, remember to call me..." After saying that, Monk Shenshu returned control of his body to Xu Qian.

Is Master Shenshu so loud now... It was such a boring battle. I didn't understand the magic of the fourth-grade warriors at all. They fell down before I even exerted any force...

Xu Qianxin said.

He was not surprised by such a result, and even thought it should be like this.

Shenshu's severed arm was sealed for five hundred years and his ammunition and food were depleted for five hundred years. As soon as he was born, he was able to defeat four golden gongs and one Yang Qianhuan.

Now that he has been warmed and nourished in his body for more than half a year, and he has been nourished by the luck in the ancient tomb, it would be too insulting to Shenshu's character if he had to go to war with several fourth-grade people and fight in full swing.

I don’t know if he has the ability to stand up to the King of Zhenbei... Well, the King of Zhenbei is the third level, and the gap between the third level and the fourth level is like clouds and mud. Gods can kill the fourth level, but they may not be able to kill the third level.

...Xu Qi'an held the knife and looked around. In addition to the maidservant, there were two survivors.

Chu Xianglong and the white-robed warlock.

"You are about to die. Do you have any last words?" Xu Qian walked up to Chu Xianglong and asked.

"Who are you?" Chu Xianglong breathed only one breath and looked at Xu Qian with turbid eyes.

He was pierced through the heart by an arrow, and death was inevitable. The reason why he was still alive was because of his strong body.

"Didn't I say that I would like to honor Xu Qi'an with a silver gong?"

"That's not your voice."

Xu Qian didn't answer.

Chu Xianglong stared at him for a few seconds, and then asked in a hoarse voice: "I've always had a question... you, the stone Buddha you gave me..."

"It's fake. It's pieced together here and there, and it's missing a few pieces." Xu Qian sneered.

"..." Chu Xianglong cursed: "You will not die well."

puff!

Xu Qian swung his black gold sword and chopped off his head.

Then, he looked at the crazy warlock. This man could no longer communicate, his eyes were bleeding, and he murmured and repeated: "Run away, run away..."

He raised the knife with his hand and killed the sorcerer as well.

After killing all the survivors, Xu Qi'an took out the Confucian scroll and tore off the spell recording the Taoist "Yin Gathering Formation", igniting the Qi machine.

In the dense forest, the wind blew gusts, and the sun seemed to have lost its temperature.

Seven unrealistic shadows appeared and froze in mid-air. Their expressions were dull and somewhat dull.

Before traveling north, Li Miaozhen told Xu Qi'an that after death, the heavenly soul and the earthly soul leave the body, and the human soul will remain in the body and will escape after seven days. When the three souls do not gather together, the soul becomes dull and sluggish.

No matter what you ask him, he will answer truthfully and will not lie.

"How did you get the news that the princess was heading north and set up an ambush in advance?" Xu Qian scanned the souls of the four northern masters and asked calmly.

"Xu Shengzu told us."

"Giant" Zalmuha replied with a dull expression.

"Who is Xu Shengzu?" Xu Qian said in a deep voice.

"A warlock..." Zalmuha answered all questions and was very honest.

Warlock? Xu Qian's eyes immediately turned to the soul of the white-clothed warlock, and thoughtfully, he continued to ask: "Why do you want to ambush the princess?"

After death, the soul is dull and dull, so questions must be asked one by one, otherwise they will not be able to answer them.

"Prevent King Zhenbei from entering the second level." Zalmuha replied.

To prevent the King of Zhenbei from entering the second rank, he must intercept and kill the princess?! Is there any inevitable connection between this? Without the princess, the King of Zhenbei cannot be promoted to the second rank?

This answer was completely beyond Xu Qian's expectations, so he paused and thought for a long time.
To be continued...