Xie Yang vigilantly discerned the sounds around him, but only felt silence. The miasma of the Kyushu Heavenly Formation had not dissipated, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense.

"Hey, did you hear anything?" he asked dryly to Wu Ji, who was not far away.

"Did you hear that?" Wu Ji did not answer, but asked, his voice seemed calm.

"Where are the people from the Yan family?" Xie Yang asked. The group of people who had heard the noise less than a minute ago suddenly stopped moving, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Why do you care about them?" Wu Ji's response was still light.

Xie Yang is the son of a prince, and although most of the people around him are polite, it does not mean that he has never seen rude people.

However, although he has seen rude people, he has never seen such an annoying attitude that is neither soft nor hard, neither cold nor hot. Now he only feels that his patience is being slowly worn away at this moment, and he is ready at any time.

Sold out.

"I don't care about them," Xie Yang said coldly, "but I know they want to catch you!"

Wu Ji glanced at Xie Yang indifferently, "Then you care about me?"

"I'm not worried about you, I'm worried about both of us," Xie Yang sneered, "Do you know the Yan family's return to strength?"

Wu Ji seemed slightly surprised after hearing this.

"I know." He paused and replied, "But you don't have to worry too much. Maybe the person behind this has killed them all..."

Xie Yang was stunned after hearing this. He panicked for half a second for no reason, and then shook his head, "Yan Li of the Yan family can't be killed so easily. Maybe we are already in the ninth level of murderous formation.

It’s the center.”

"Hey!" Wu Ji sighed.

"What?" Xie Yang frowned.

"You're awesome, you're right," Wu Ji said in a long tone, "You're really a crow's mouth."

As soon as Xie Yang said this, when he looked around again, he saw that with himself and Wu Ji as the center of the circle, the four sides of the circle including the east, west, south, north and four slopes were tightly blocked by men in black.

There were sixteen people in this direction. He knew that the Nine Layers Killing Formation had always consisted of eighteen people. He was just thinking about where the other two people were when he heard voices coming from directly above his head.

"Shaosong, you are not allowed to use Zhui Hong Sword for a while." Yan Li said seriously.

"Yes." Xu Shaosong responded.

"Remember, no matter what, Wu Ji must be captured alive." Yan Li continued to give instructions.

"What about this young master of the Zhang family?"

"If it's in the way..." Yan Li said halfway, his expression condensed, "Then get rid of it."

Xie Yang's face was calm at first, but after hearing these words, his expression finally changed slightly, "Is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince crazy!?" He raised his eyebrows, "Can he also kill the people in the Prince's Palace?"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has said that missions are priority, and anyone who blocks the way will be shot without mercy!"

"It seems that His Highness the Crown Prince takes this matter very seriously." Xie Yang sneered, "But do you know what kind of retribution you will get from the Zhang family if you kill me?"

"Master Zhang," Yan Li said solemnly, "I will give you one last chance. If you leave now, there is still time."

Xie Yang stood there and did not answer for a while. He had heard for a long time that the Yan Family's Nine-Layer Killing Formation was a killing formation. It was rumored that whenever the formation was activated, the people in the formation would definitely die. If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely choose to retreat at this moment.

But Xie Yang was different.

"What?" Yan Li saw no reaction from him and narrowed his eyes, "Are you really not afraid of death?"

Xie Yang smiled.

"I have admired the name of the Yan family for a long time."

Yan Li glanced at Xie Yang, "You two are really more arrogant than the other." He turned his eyes to Wu Ji, "As for you, you are already in the battle, are you still preparing to resist?"

Wu Ji glanced at Yan Li indifferently, and then sat down leisurely with his legs crossed.

"I said," he said slowly, "I still have unfinished business, and I will never be arrested by you now."

"Is this so?" Yan Li said gloomily, then suddenly sighed and raised his hand.

"Let's do it."

Xie Yang glanced at Wu Ji, but found that the latter was still sitting cross-legged at the moment, with no intention of getting up for a moment, and his heart suddenly "thumped".

"You... don't plan to take action?" he asked.

Wu Ji was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. After hearing these words, he opened his eyes suddenly and stared at Xie Yang for a long time.

This look can be said to be extremely abrupt. The light-colored pupils were always facing him, and the eyes as deep as the cliffs of the abyss seemed to shoot out a few eyes as sharp as immortals. Xie Yang was stared at for a long time, and he couldn't help but feel a little penetrating.

Fortunately, just when he was about to endure it no more, Wu Ji finally looked away.

"Brother Jiyao," he closed his eyes again and said quietly, "you don't seem as simple as I originally thought."

"What do you mean?" Xie Yang raised his eyebrows calmly.

"Help me hold them off for a while," Wu Ji directly skipped his question and said lightly.

Although Xie Yang was frivolous, he was not yet reckless enough to act regardless of the consequences. He originally thought that no matter how dangerous the Nine-fold Murder Plan was, he and Wu Ji would have the opportunity to find out the flaws in it, and by the way, he would also be able to take a closer look.

Who could have imagined that he had just boasted about the strength of the guy who had broken through the Nine Continent Heavenly Formation, but Wu Ji waved his sleeves, waved his hands, and sat down like a shopkeeper.

"Hold up the nine-fold murderous formation?" He looked at Wu Ji with an unreasonable look, "Do you think I am a god?"

Wu Ji raised the index and middle fingers of his right hand, and seemed to be reciting a formula. A ball of white light suddenly appeared on his fingertips. "Wrong," he said, "You are not a god, I am."

"What nonsense!" Xie Yang finally couldn't restrain his emotions and said angrily, "If you were really a god, you would have the backbone to defeat this nine-fold murderous intention with just one finger!"

"My finger can be used by others." Wu Ji smiled, "Be careful, they have already taken action."

Before he finished speaking, Xie Yang had already pulled out the Golden Braid Sword from his waist. He didn't feel any breath at the tip of his nose, and didn't hear any noise in his ears, but he just raised the sword and pointed it behind his back.

One grip——

Second update today. I have to prepare too much for college. I’m also in pain when I update the next day~

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