In order to get the news as soon as possible, Chen Taizhong did not return to the city. For the next time, he lived and ate on the outskirts of the Hengduan Mountains.
Most people can't stand such suffering, but they really don't care and enjoy themselves alone.
Four or five days later, in the evening, it started to rain again. It seemed that the rain was not light. Chen Taizhong had recently become accustomed to this kind of life. He found a small hill, chose a flat place, and quickly set up the
Canopy.
As soon as he put up the awning, it started to rain heavily. He was too lazy to cook, so he took out the mid-level spiritual array and started practicing directly. At the same time, he also opened the defensive array to prevent fine raindrops from splashing on him.
As for the spiritual stones needed to hold up the defensive array, he didn't care. Chen's family had a great business and that was not bad.
Not long after setting up the awning, there was a sound of people in the distance, shouting loudly, directing the tent to be set up.
This is not surprising. When encountering similar heavy rain in the wild, anyone with a little bit of survival knowledge knows that you should not camp in low-lying areas, but in order to prevent lightning strikes, try not to choose high places.
There is lush vegetation nearby, but here is the only hilltop, and the vegetation is not high. It is normal for other people to come here to camp despite the rain.
After a while, the rain subsided a little, and the campers discovered that someone had built an awning about four to five hundred meters away from them to take shelter from the rain, so they became uneasy.
When making a living in the Hengduan Mountains, it is very necessary to keep a distance from outsiders. The two groups of people seem to be a little far apart, but the fast-footed cultivators, who are four to five hundred meters away, can cross them in a few steps.
It's okay during the day, but once it's nighttime, this distance is really hard to guard against.
That group of people were originally quite calm, but as the rain kept falling with no intention of stopping, some people kept talking to Chen Taizhong. They seemed to be brewing a plan to oust him.
After a while, the rain became a little lighter, and finally someone came over.
The person who came was a seventh-level spiritual immortal. He released his spiritual energy to protect his body. He said hello from a distance, "I said...what do you do?"
Chen Taizhong glanced sideways at him and didn't bother to respond - Who are you?
Unexpectedly, when he tilted his head, the other party actually recognized his face through the thin rain, "Holy shit, it turns out to be your kid!"
When Chen Taizhong heard this, he was also a little puzzled. He had to take a closer look at the other party. When he saw the other party's waist card, he snorted coldly, "People from Jiu Bo Nangong? Get out!"
"Boy, you are very crazy." This person immediately slowed down and looked around carefully, "Well, he is just a fourth-level fairy. Why are you so crazy? Let me guess... do you think,
Can your companions protect you?"
He was making false threats, trying to understand the opponent's strength.
You must seek death, but there is nothing you can do about it. Chen Taizhong took a breath, stood up slowly, and asked expressionlessly, "What are you going to do if my companions can't protect me?"
He didn't have a good impression of the Nangong family - in fact, there weren't many families that left a good impression on him.
He had a conflict with Nangong Jinbiao and killed people. He also killed Nangong because he didn't like him, but those are things in the past. Now he has no conflict with the Nangong family.
If the other party is not causing trouble, he will not cause trouble, but if the other party wants to make trouble, he is not afraid to continue.
You always have to figure out what the other person wants to do, and he will repay you tenfold or a hundredfold.
"What are you going to do? Of course, take it back to the Earl's Mansion and investigate slowly," the seventh-level spirit immortal said with a sinister smile, "An outstanding member of our family has died, and I think you are very suspicious."
Nangong Buwei, as the hope of the Nangong family's future, also kept his blood and essence at home. His death would naturally be detected by fortune-telling cards.
In fact, there may be many people who want to do this, and the Nangong family will not let go of the person who was brought to them - the previous guide has disappeared, and this person is familiar with that guide.
Chen Taizhong smiled slightly and said, "Do you really want to take me away?"
If the Nangong family could take him away, he would be doomed for the rest of his life. The best outcome would be that he would be forced to become a guest of the Nangong family. The worst chance would be his death, and he might even be made into a doll and be exploited as an idiot.
Do the last bit of value.
Since you plan to do this to me, don't blame me for retaliating accordingly - this is your choice, if you don't seek death, you won't die.
"Do you think I have time to talk nonsense with you?" The seventh-level spirit fairy released his consciousness and answered while looking around.
When he was sure that there was really no one around, he laughed evilly, and a big hand appeared out of thin air, grabbing it fiercely, "If you have anything to say, go back to Nangong's dungeon and say it slowly."
There was no one around, so he entrusted himself a lot. He didn't even use Zui Feng Lei and just took people.
"Die!" Chen Taizhong laughed loudly, flashed the long knife in his hand, and rushed forward wildly.
He has never been a soft-hearted person, and he is very good at using free will evidence. If the other party catches him while no one is around, he will definitely be killed. Therefore, he kills the other party without any sense of guilt.
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On the contrary, he felt a violent sense of catharsis in his heart - I will let you disregard human life again.
One move! There was no suspense. With just one move, he cut the seventh-level spirit immortal in front of him into pieces.
The Nangong family was also paying attention to this collision, but the result was obviously beyond their expectations. There was silence on this side for a full two seconds before someone shouted, "Ah... How dare you, rat!"
"I don't dare," Chen Taizhong smiled slightly, bent down to pick up the storage bag that fell on the ground, then straightened up, wiped the rain off his face, and said with a smile, "Ants... I am out of kindness,
You are allowed to blow yourself up!"
"Ah...it's you!" Finally, someone recognized him again, but there was no way, the rain was coming down too hard, which greatly affected his vision.
The people of the Nangong family didn't have a deep impression of this person, but when others mentioned it, everyone thought of it. A ninth-level spirit immortal walked out with a stern face, "Who are you, dare to attack my Nangong family?"
This is because his sword was too fierce and powerful. Otherwise, the Nangong family's children would have swarmed him and killed him first. How could he reason with him?
"Are you allowed to take me back to the Earl's Mansion, but not to kill anyone?" Chen Taizhong looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "You are just a bunch of ants, how dare you imitate others and bully the weak?"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly jumped forward again, and used another Wuxi move - you decided to kill me, then I also have the right to kill you. This is how things should be in the world.
"You bastard, go to hell!" The Nangong family did not expect that this person from the Earl's Mansion would be even more unreasonable, so everyone took action.
As soon as the Nangong family members joined forces, Chen Taizhong was a little bit helpless. The battle between cultivators is not simply one plus one equals two. It requires cooperation. In addition to absolute suppression by rank, the side with fewer people will inevitably be passive.
After Chen Taizhong had a head-on fight with his opponent, he decisively shrunk to avoid the attack and backed away with a long laugh, "If you have the ability, always stick together. Don't ever be alone."
His sword directly shattered the long sword in the hand of the ninth-level spirit immortal, and its power was extremely astonishing.
When Nangong's family members saw this, they all took a deep breath. No one dared to rush out to chase him to his death. They were stunned for a moment.
"Damn it," the ninth-level spirit immortal cursed angrily, not knowing whether he was scolding his own person or the other party.
"Eighth Elder, what should we do?" The people next to him didn't dare to make the decision anymore. The risk involved in chasing such a person was too high.
"I told you that this is the Hengduan Mountains, so you should all restrain yourself!" The Eighth Elder stamped his feet angrily. This place is more than dangerous. It is simply cruel. A lone fourth-level spirit immortal dares to challenge the main force of the Nangong family.
Team!
But at this moment, he couldn't scold the dead seventh-level spirit immortal. He was already dead, so what else could he say?
Thinking about it with his buttocks, he could also imagine that one of his family members had spoken rudely, causing the other party to get violent and hurt others. However, facing a lone mid-level spirit fairy, do the people of the Earl's Mansion... need to be patient?
Shouldn't it be the other party who begs for mercy?
Your kid is dead and you have left the problem to me. The Eighth Elder sighed inwardly and his face sank, "Three people form a three-talent formation. Leave one group to defend. Others, follow me... Remember not to leave the team.
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The Nangong family's Sancai Formation was born out of the Sword Formation, with some additions to the War Formation, but definitely not much. With the respect of the Earl's Mansion, it is just a side effect. As long as it is not used frequently on weekdays, if no one checks it, there will be no problem.
It's not big, but if you really want to form a battle formation, you will definitely be punished by the clan without any discussion.
In fact, formations such as the Sancai Formation are available in many sects, and the title family also masters some. After all, there is a difference between the battle formation and the sword formation. It is the difference between the regular army and the guerrillas. The red line must not be stepped on.
The Nangong family's three-talented formation also emphasized self-preservation against this mysterious and unpredictable master, so it was still a bit reluctant to kill the enemy.
That's why the Eighth Elder decided: Chase, we must chase, the family children cannot die in vain, but the first thing to consider is the safety of the remaining family children.
A group of people swarmed after him. Chen Taizhong ran away, but he refused to run far and stayed within the reach of the opponent's eyesight.
After running back and forth like this for a while, he once again shrank to the ground, jumped directly in front of a fifth-level spirit immortal, raised his hand and slashed him with a knife.
With just one strike, the mid-level spiritual talisman on the fifth-level spirit immortal was cut open. Fortunately, the two people around him were alert and triggered the Three Talents Formation in time. The three of them worked together to block the remaining force of the strike.
Even so, because the fifth-level spirit immortal was the first to bear the brunt and the main force of the formation, he was hit by such a strong force that his bones were broken and his muscles were broken, and he couldn't help but vomit blood.
Chen Taizhong wanted to strike again, but when he saw the ninth-level immortal going to get the wine gourd, he laughed loudly again, turned around and ran away, "Haha, I'm not in a hurry, I'll kill you slowly."