Seeing the red-haired middle-aged man on the back of the Thunder Dragon, Yan Xue's pupils suddenly shrank inward, and her eyes were filled with panic and uneasiness.
"What's wrong with you?" Lin Ying asked hurriedly when she saw this.
Yan Xue said in a trembling voice with fear: "He...he is...the leader of the Lihuo Sect!"
"What?!" Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that the enemy they encountered on the way was actually the leader of the Lihuo Sect!
Julia immediately stopped the violent pterosaur, then radiated her senses forward to detect the cultivation of the Lihuo Cult leader, and then a trace of cold sweat immediately appeared on her face.
Eighth level martial arts master!
Facing an enemy of this level, not to mention a third-level martial arts master like her, even Prince Nangong in his fighting unicorn form was no match at all.
I am afraid that only Lin Yun has the strength to defeat him.
When Julia was detecting the cultivation level of the leader of the Lihuo Sect, the leader of the Lihuo Sect also radiated his own perception and detected the cultivation levels of everyone one by one.
After detecting everyone's cultivation level, the leader of Lihuo Cult showed a contemptuous sneer.
Yan Xue burst into tears instantly, crying with guilt and self-blame: "I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to kill him, and I didn't mean to drag you down..."
"I'm really sorry! I didn't expect...things would turn out like this..."
She obviously believed that Lin Yun, who broke into the Lihuo Cult headquarters alone, had died at the hands of the leader of the Lihuo Cult, so she felt so guilty and self-blame at this time.
After all, Lin Yun was her savior. If her savior died for her, her conscience would naturally be condemned, and she would feel guilty and blame herself for the rest of her life.
"Don't worry, Brother Yun is fine." Lin Ying immediately comforted Yan Xue and said.
When Lin Yun was trapped in the Witch God Pagoda of the Great Qin Kingdom, everyone thought that Lin Yun was dead, but Lin Ying firmly believed that Lin Yun was not dead.
So at this moment, Lin Ying also firmly believed that Lin Yun would be fine.
After all, Lin Yun could defeat even the strong Martial Emperor, so how could he fall into the hands of an eighth-level Martial Sect?
The fact that the leader of the Lihuo Sect appears here only means that he had already left the headquarters of the Lihuo Sect before Lin Yun arrived, and the two sides happened to be perfectly separated halfway.
While everyone was talking, the leader of Lihuo Cult had already flown in front of everyone.
He stood on the back of the violent pterosaur with his arms folded, and said to Yan Xue in a joking tone: "My little princess, where do you want to escape to?"
Yan Xue wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said bravely to the leader of the Lihuo Sect: "This matter has nothing to do with them. I can let you handle it, but please let them go. I don't want to implicate anyone anymore!"
Yan Xue knew very well that if other members of the Lihuo Sect came to capture her, she could still use their strength to resist.
But if the leader of the Lihuo Sect comes in person, there will be no room for resistance. Even if everyone helps her, they will only die in vain like Lin Yun.
So she would rather surrender than let others sacrifice for her.
After saying these words, Yan Xue jumped up from the back of the violent pterosaur, jumped onto the back of the thunder dragon, and stood in front of the leader of the Lihuo Sect.
Lihuo Cult leader Xian glanced at Yan Xue, then stretched out his hand to strangle her neck and said to her in an indifferent tone: "You are no longer useful."
After the Lihuo Cult leader finished speaking, he directly raised his hand and stabbed Xiang Yanxue in the chest.
Poof!
A palm covered in blood, carrying a large amount of splattered blood, penetrated from Yan Xue's back.
"Yan Xue!" Lin Ying shouted in horror.
Everyone was shocked. They did not expect that the leader of the Lihuo Sect would kill Yan Xue directly without asking for the whereabouts of the evidence.
After piercing Yan Xue's body, the leader of the Lihuo Sect casually threw Yan Xue down from the air.
The flower boy immediately controlled the updraft, stabilizing Yan Xue's body in the air, and letting her fall slowly downwards.
The leader of Lihuo Cult didn't care about this. His gaze fell on Lin Ying like a sword: "If you don't want to be like her, just hand over the evidence obediently!"
Lin Ying's face instantly turned pale as paper. She didn't expect that the secret between her and Yan Xue would be seen through so easily.
Yan Xue was afraid that she would encounter something unexpected along the way and would be unable to deliver the evidence to the imperial capital, so she had already entrusted the evidence to Lin Ying.
In this way, even if she does encounter misfortune along the way, Lin Ying can still bring evidence to the imperial capital and help her complete her mission of saving the empire.
The moment she met the leader of the Lihuo Cult, Yan Xue never thought that she would survive. She only hoped that after her death, Lin Ying could successfully bring the evidence back to the imperial capital to stop the Lihuo Cult's conspiracy.
However, she never expected that the leader of the Lihuo Sect would see through her thoughts at a glance, and he didn't know how to use it. He found out that the evidence was in Lin Ying's hands.
"I won't hand it over to you." Lin Ying looked at the Lihuo Cult leader without fear, with no intention of handing over the evidence.
Because she had promised Yan Xue that if something unexpected happened to Yan Xue, she would definitely send the evidence back to the imperial capital.
So if she handed over the evidence, not only would she become someone who broke her promise, but she would also cause countless people in the Yanxue Empire to die in the war. She would never do such a thing.
"Really? That's really a pity..." the leader of the Lihuo Sect said coldly.
The moment he finished speaking, he had disappeared from the back of the Thunder Dragon, appeared in front of Lin Ying almost at the same time, and stabbed Lin Ying in the chest with his palm.
At that critical moment, Zhu Liya mobilized her energy to stand in front of Lin Ying, and used her dagger to block the blood-stained palm.
The leader of the Lihuo Sect was forced to stop. He looked at Julia with an indifferent expression and said, "You are quite capable of catching my attack without using my vitality."
"You go, I'll hold him back!" Julia was not timid at all. After all, she was once an assassin of the Assassination Society, and she often faced targets with higher cultivation levels than herself.
"Want to leave? Is it possible?" The leader of the Lihuo Sect sneered disdainfully, even though he was bursting with tremendous energy from his body.
Bang!
A violent and raging wave of vitality erupted in all directions like a stormy sea. Everyone except Julia was instantly shocked and vomited blood and flew backwards.
Lin Ying, Yun Ruoxi, and Zhang Wei immediately lost consciousness in mid-air.
Shangguan Xia Yan and Hua Meinan also suffered serious internal injuries, but fortunately they were still conscious.
The flower boy endured his internal injuries and controlled the updraft to stabilize the five falling people, and then slowly fell towards the ground.
On the back of the violent pterosaur, only Julia was left, facing the leader of the Lihuo Cult alone.
The leader of the Lihuo Sect looked at Julia coldly and said in a contemptuous tone: "Third-level martial arts master? Three palms should be enough..."