"Hey! From the intelligence you collected, do you know that the evil sect 'Bai Ze' wants to deal with the Xuanyuan family? Also, who are they under the instructions? Taifu Xu?" Zhou Xingyun was puzzled and confused for a moment. He was working beside the Sixteenth Prince of the Emperor.
, I have never heard of the evil sect 'Baize', who works for the sixteenth son of the emperor.
If 'Bai Ze' was not assisting the Sixteenth Prince, then who was instructing them? The possibility of Taifu Xu is not high, because the one secretly helping His Royal Highness is the Leshan Sect, a well-known family in the world.
If Xuanyuan Chongwu did not lie to him, and the Xuanyuan family wholeheartedly followed the late emperor's will and wanted the crown prince to ascend the throne, there would be no need for Taifu Xu to conspire with the evil sect and kill the Xuanyuan family.
"I don't know." Xuanyuan Chongwu himself was equally at a loss, unable to answer Zhou Xingyun's confusion at all.
"I obey you! Can't you figure things out and take action? I'm going to be killed by you." Zhou Xingyun was speechless. What should he do in such a bad situation?
"Calm down, don't panic, I will protect you." Mo Nianxi held up Zhou Xingyun's face. Although she was very scared, she could swear to God that she would protect Zhou Xingyun at all costs.
Just when Zhou Xingyun was surrounded by danger and pulled Xuanyuan Chongwu to question...
The old man and the middle-aged man from the evil sect "Baize" were negotiating in a arrogant manner: "Old monster, if you dare to come and bet, I'll give you a quarter of an hour, and you won't be able to deal with them."
"Half a quarter of an hour is enough. If you don't believe me, why don't you place a bet?" The old man said in all fairness that half a quarter of an hour is more than enough for a peak warrior at the level of Kai Tian to deal with a few newcomers.
"Okay, I'll give you half a quarter. The old rule is, 1 copper coin."
"Who are you!" Xuanyuan Fengxue looked serious. Seeing Zhou Xingyun being attacked, the eldest lady finally came to her senses and asked him where he came from.
Although Xuanyuan Fengxue couldn't distinguish the realm of martial arts, as a martial arts practitioner, the white-haired old man popped out the copper coins and easily smashed the huge rock. The inner strength that he could freely send and receive was something that even an idiot would know was extraordinary.
Xuanyuan Fengxue is not arrogant to the point where she is the second oldest in the world. It is normal for the white-haired old man to be better than her after decades of hard training. Now that the enemy is facing the enemy, the eldest lady is also alert and plans to understand the contradiction between the two parties first.
, why did the other party want to capture her and Xuanyuan Chongwu alive and see if they can resolve it peacefully.
Unfortunately, the white-haired old man didn't think that Xuanyuan Fengxue had the strength to bargain with them, so he jumped into the air and landed in front of Zhou Xingyun and others like a cannonball.
In this world where the strong are respected, the weak will never have a say. Obviously, in the eyes of the old man, Qi Li'an and others belong to the ranks of the weak, and there is no need to negotiate at all...
The moment the old man landed, his aura surged and spread in all directions. Zhou Xingyun felt like he was being washed away by huge waves. If it weren't for the support of Qili'an, Wei Suyao, and Mo Nianxi, he would have been like Tang Yuanying and Xuanyuan Fengxue.
, was swept to the ground by the oncoming wind.
Xuanyuan Fengxue looked at the old man in disbelief, her heart feeling as heavy as Mount Tai. For the first time in her life, she felt that she was so insignificant.
Zhu Xinhai and other officials' sons were so frightened by the master's majesty that their faces turned pale. Mingjing and Tan Heng both rolled and crawled and ran away.
The old man was not interested in people who had lost the will to fight. When he saw the officials' children who did not know martial arts flee, he did not bother to pursue them. What concerned him more was Zhou Xingyun in the crowd...
Why? Originally, the white-haired old man paid more attention to Qili'an, because the girl was a top master at a young age and was considered a very rare martial arts wizard. However, when he flew up the mountain rock, the few masters present were not protecting Xuanyuan.
Feng Xue, instead protected Zhou Xingyun, which puzzled him.
"Your internal injuries haven't healed yet. Get back first." Mu Hanxing and Zheng Chengxue rushed to Zhou Xingyun at the same time to take precautions.
"I'm not afraid of him! I'm not afraid of him! If you don't believe me, look at me!" Yu Wushuang gritted his teeth and stood tremblingly in the front row of the crowd, confronting the top warriors with a look of being scared to death but not afraid.
The old man seemed motionless, standing on the rocky area with his arms folded. In fact, a strange aura had spread around the old man.
Everyone present could see with the naked eye, more than a dozen translucent dragon-shaped Qi Jin, as graceful as a dragon playing in the water, circling and swimming around the old man.
The solid rocks in the rocky areas are like a group of meteorites in space, magnetically suspended in mid-air. The translucent dragon-shaped energy swims back and forth among the meteorites, occasionally opening its mouth to swallow and smash the rocks.
The scene of controlling the heaven and earth at will, completely transcending the constraints of physical laws, a genuine peak warrior, the realm of 'opening the sky'.
When Zhou Xingyun saw this scene, he really wanted to hand over Xuanyuan Fengxue obediently and take Wei Suyao and other girls home to live a happy life. As the saying goes, one effort can defeat ten groups. Zhou Xingyun felt powerless at this moment. What could he do with him?
Old man competing?
Fortunately among the misfortunes, the white-haired old man, as a top warrior, had some mastery after all. He stood there and let them make the first move. Otherwise, the old guy would kill without saying a word, and they would be in mourning.
Although people in the world are extremely dangerous, and it is not surprising to die in the wilderness at any time, Zhou Xingyun must not let anything happen to Wei Suyao and other women.
Zhou Xingyun pulled Qili'an and Wei Suyao who were guarding the front row in front of him, stepped forward grandly, changed places with the little sister Wushuang in the front row, and fearlessly shouted to the old man: "Old man! You know I am
Who!"
There was a hint of doubt in the eyes of the white-haired old man just now. He probably saw Wei Suyao and other women in critical moments, regardless of Xuanyuan Fengxue's safety, but instead protected an insignificant man, which aroused his suspicion.
Now that Zhou Xingyun wanted to delay time, he just used his own identity as a breakthrough to let the old man guess who he was.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. The girls regard his safety as more important than Xuanyuan Fengxue. His status should be more noble than the young master and young lady of the Xuanyuan family. When the old man heard what he said, he would hesitate for a moment.
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"Who are you?" The white-haired old man was indeed interested in Zhou Xingyun's identity.
"I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I tell you." Zhou Xingyun pretended to be fat. Since the old man believed that they were all weak and there was no need for negotiation, Zhou Xingyun just created the conditions for negotiation.
Zhou Xingyun battled wits with the white-haired old man without fear of death. The evil middle-aged man saw this and watched the show with a smile without saying a word.
The middle-aged man was eager for Zhou Xingyun to delay. As long as half a quarter of an hour passed, his bet with the old man would be considered a victory.
Xuanyuan Chongwu helped Xuanyuan Fengxue and quickly pulled his sister behind Zhou Xingyun. The boy knew very well that in this extremely dangerous situation, only Zhou Xingyun was the safest.
"You are so loud, are you trying to scare me?" The white-haired old man was very calm and did not get angry at all because of Zhou Xingyun's provocative actions.
"Catch it!" Zhou Xingyun took out the priest's order from the Blood Dragon Tomb from his arms and threw it towards the old man with a swish.
Zhou Xingyun doesn't care whether the token is useful or not, he will show it to the old guy first to see if he recognizes the blood jade. If it doesn't work, Zhou Xingyun can still throw the Phoenix Order of Fengtian City to him. In short, every second counts now, and he can delay it for a while.
For a moment...
The white-haired old man caught the token casually, and Zhou Xingyun asked coldly: "Do you know its origin?"
"Blood Dragon Priest Order... Are you the Blood Dragon Tomb Priest?" The old man weighed the blood jade in his hand, showing hesitation.
The old guys are probably worried that they are going to kill the priests of the Blood Dragon Tomb, which is equivalent to being completely hostile to the Blood Dragon Tomb.
The white-haired old man is getting more and more confused now. He really doesn't understand why those female disciples who claim to be famous and upright people are together with the Blood Dragon Tomb.
Also, the door emblem on Zhou Xingyun’s clothes is obviously that of Jianshu Villa. Why does he hold the priest token of the Blood Dragon Tomb?
Although the evil sects are not like the righteous sects, who often join forces to attack evildoers, there is some tacit understanding between the evil sects. Even though Fengtian City and Blood Dragon Tomb seem to be in a hostile state, they are still in harm's way and do not kill each other.
If it is not necessary, the white-haired old man would not want to offend other evil sects. After all, people in the world know that evil sects are called evil sects because they do not follow the moral principles of the world and use all kinds of despicable means to drive out rival sects. Therefore, the white-haired old man
The old man would rather offend ten decent sects than provoke one evil sect.
"The young master and young lady of the Xuanyuan family will stay, and the others can go." The old man showed an attitude of letting you go today for the sake of the Blood Dragon Tomb, and asked Zhou Xingyun to leave with his friends.
"Sorry, I can't obey my order." Zhou Xingyun pretended to be calm and arrogantly confronted the old man.
Frankly speaking, if there were not a group of beauties staring at him behind him, Zhou Xingyun kept reminding himself not to make a fool of himself in front of the beauties. Now he would have been crushed by the courage of the peak warriors. Fortunately, the weather was cold and he wore long clothes.
Wear pants, otherwise if others see your trembling legs, you will definitely laugh at them and make them feel ashamed.
"I can interpret your words to mean that you want to commit suicide?" The old man was very calm and had a better temper than Uncle He Taishi. Otherwise, if Zhou Xingyun was shouting one after another, it would be strange if the old guy didn't slap him flat.
"My life is so rich, why can't I think about it?" Zhou Xingyun wanted to delay, and the more nonsense the better. The white-haired old man was very calm, unlike Uncle He Taishi's impulsive and fiery temper. Zhou Xingyun was eager to chat more.
So that Rao Yue can come and save the world.
According to Qi Li'an's judgment, Rao Yue's martial arts level is slightly weaker than that of the white-haired old man, so he should not be able to defeat him. However, it is difficult to determine the winner in a battle between two peak warriors. Rao Yue only needs to contain the old man, Zhou Xingyun and his party
People will have a chance to retreat.
Qili'an was confident that he could hold off the middle-aged man and the fat man in the mask with one against two, while the remaining dozen or so top warriors were left to the escort team to deal with.
"The Xuanyuan family has nothing to do with you. Now that you want to go against me, don't blame me for not showing my full respect."
"It is true that I, the Great Blood Dragon Tomb, have nothing to do with the Xuanyuan family, and I should not interfere in your grudges, but..." Zhou Xingyun stopped mid-sentence.
"Is the little devil deliberately delaying time? He talks more like a mother-in-law than an old man like me."
The white-haired old man raised his hand, and two translucent dragons swimming in the air, formed by condensation of internal force, swooped down and pounced on Zhou Xingyun with their bloody mouths open.
Upon seeing this, Qi Li'an and Wei Suyao quickly stepped forward to protect him, but Zhou Xingyun made a desperate move and forcefully pulled the two women back behind him, facing You Long with his head held high.