On the evening of the fifth day after leaving Kyoto, the RV in which Lingxi was staying was forced to come to a standstill.
At the entrance of a deserted mountain road, a sloppy old woman in tattered clothes sat cross-legged on the ground.
Her hair was messy, hanging down her face, covering most of her face.
She held a yellow-lined book in one hand and watched it intently, while holding a green-leaf bamboo tube in the other hand. She took a sip from time to time, squinting her eyes and reflecting on it, with an expression of great enjoyment.
In front of her, three transparent and twisted formations exuded light spiritual power, connecting the mountains.
Further back, two short old men holding long swords were sleeping soundly with their eyes closed like wooden sculptures, motionless.
Xie Maomao got out of the car, smoked a cigarette, and decisively entered the battle.
The first killing array instantly aroused a mighty momentum, and terrifying fluctuations swirled in the air and spread in circles.
The old woman didn't take it seriously and continued reading as if no one was around.
The two short old men immediately opened their eyes and turned into streams of light and rushed into the formation.
Ten minutes later, the first killing array was destroyed.
Xie Mao Mao fights one against two, and the fight becomes more and more fierce.
However, the two old antiques from the Demon Sword Hall had the same mind and cooperated extremely well. They also held famous Chinese swords in their hands. Even if Xie Mao Mao had the upper hand, he could not defeat them in a short time.
Furthermore, the half-dead old woman seems to be absent-minded, but in fact she has quietly gathered together to plan a secret attack.
Xie Maomao had concerns and had no choice but to do it.
This caused him to shrink from fighting and feel quite depressed.
"boom."
The sword energy is intertwined and the sword shadows are densely covered.
After another all-out confrontation, the greasy man who Tang Jingyue said only knew how to sleep stopped and retreated.
The sloppy old woman praised without hesitation: "You are worthy of being Sleeping Monster's disciple. If you hadn't stuck to your own ways, you would be at the thirteenth level of martial arts today."
Xie Mao Mao said with a black face: "Chen Xuanjun's dog?"
The old woman replied calmly: "A relationship of mutual cooperation, such as your appearance on the Kunlun side."
Xie Mao Mao squatted down with his back against the carriage and took out the flue from his pocket: "So, the sword energy in Lingxi's body came from the hands of those two bastards from the Demon Sword Hall, Chen Xuanjun's dirty tricks."
The old woman smiled back but didn't answer.
Xie Xiaomao looked at himself and said: "The day Su Xinglan comes back, Chen Xuanjun will not be able to protect you."
"You, those two immortals, including the Taoist sect, the Buddhist sect, and the Yunzong who have joined forces with the Chen family."
"Anyone who participated in the interception today will die."
The old woman said evilly: "During the trip to Miao territory, Kunlun was almost wiped out. Where was Su Xinglan at that time?"
"A person's name and the shadow of a tree only have a shocking effect when they are alive. But they are nothing after death."
"That's right?"
Xie Mao Mao said calmly: "He is not dead, and it is impossible for him to die."
The old woman mocked: "Where are the people?"
Without waiting for Xie Xiaomao's answer, the old woman continued: "Today is different from the past. Fifteen years ago, Su Xinglan openly broke the agreement of the six meridians. That time, the Kunlun Ancestor protected him, so the matter could not be settled."
"Not now. The ancestor of Kunlun is dead. How dare Crazy Su fight against the entire China on his own?"
"Leave the teacher alone? Don't care? Ignore? Let the blood flow like a river?"
"Or does he think Ji Xuanqing can help him bear this sin?"
Xie Mao Mao had a sneer on his face and said indifferently: "To kill you ants, is it necessary to alarm the guardians of the law?"
"You think too highly of yourself, and you underestimate Su Xinglan too much."
"Limited by the rules, it may not be possible to do it blatantly, but I don't think it's difficult to deal with it one by one."
The old woman laughed wildly and said, "Yes, I'm waiting for him to come."
Xie Maomao disdained to argue and changed the subject: "You chose to intercept here not because you have really confirmed the trace of Lingxi, but because you are worried that your mobile phone will lose signal after entering the mountain and will be unable to contact the other three parties."
The old woman took a big gulp of the liquor from the bamboo tube, and a flush appeared on her flabby face as she said, "Smart."
Xie Mao Mao played with the cigarette butt and stood up and said, "Delay time?"
