For a month, there was no news from these ghost hunters who went to Qiang City.
Xing Xuan couldn't help but worry until he came to Qiang City and saw the ghost hunters who were supposed to be killing night ghosts busy with farm work in the fields.
This made Xing Xuanqi come out everywhere.
The ghost hunters trained by the Ghost Hunting Pavilion with great efforts are actually doing the dirty work of ordinary people.
This is an insult to the hard work of the ancestors of the Ghost Hunting Pavilion.
And the initiator of all this was the young man in front of him.
Yu Zhi must die, not to mention that he still killed Qiu He.
Xing Xuan didn't want to answer Yu Zhi's question.
In his opinion, ghost hunters can only die fighting night ghosts.
In his opinion, the identity of a ghost hunter is not comparable to that of these mortals.
Yu Zhi looked at Xing Xuan and continued: "I guess you know that the Ghost Hunting Pavilion uses innocent people as bait, but you, as the leader, did not stop it. In the final analysis, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked."
Xing Xuan was angry. Considering his status, he was questioned by such a young boy. His face was dull.
Just as Xing Xuan took action, Shang Fenghua stepped forward and said, "Master Zhang, please forgive Yu Zhi."
Xing Xuan was even more surprised by Shang Fenghua's behavior.
Xing Xuan stared, his nostrils were like bull's noses, and said even more angrily: "What kind of magic have you been under the influence of? This kid killed Qiu He, and you still haven't begged him for mercy?"
"Get out of the way, otherwise you will be dealt with according to the pavilion rules."
Shang Fenghua was unmoved and said: "Master Zhang, even if Yu Zhi is at fault, it was Qiu He who provoked him. What's more, using innocent people as bait to trap and kill ghosts. Master Zhang, do you really think it is right?"
Shang Fenghua is famous for his integrity in the Ghost Hunting Pavilion and is also sought after by many fellow apprentices.
Xing Xuan said angrily: "Go back to the pavilion and deal with you!"
A strong wind blew Shang Fenghua away. Several ribs on his chest were broken, and his injuries were serious.
Shang Fenghua's dissuasion only added fuel to the fire.
Xing Xuan was furious and his expression was particularly ferocious.
"This kid must have bewitched them. His crime deserves death. He really deserves death!"
Following Xing Xuan's thought, the strong wind struck again.
The strong wind turned red in the air, like a flame, and the place it passed was like a blazing fire, burning into pieces of scorched earth.
This strong wind will definitely grind Yu Zhi into mincemeat.
The disciples of the Ghost Hunting Pavilion showed cruel smiles. They knew that with Xing Xuan's temper, they would never let Yu Zhi go after learning that Qiu He died at the hands of Yu Zhi.
"We've been tired for a month, he deserves to die."
"Master Xingxuan will never spare him."
Yu Zhi did not dodge. Facing the powerful master's killing blow, Yu Zhi could not dodge and could only wait for others to save him.
When a smile appeared at the corner of Yu Zhi's mouth, a figure in red appeared in front of Yu Zhi.
The harsh and terrifying crimson wind turned into nothingness in Fei Ying's bloody pupils.
"You can touch my king's people?" Feiying still maintained her arrogance and majesty.
The cold voice was like ten thousand years of ice, making people feel the cold murderous intent.
Xing Xuan looked at the young woman in red and thought to himself: Where did this powerful master come from?
Didn't it mean that there was only one tenth-grade grandmaster in Qiang City, Li Haomiao?
Facing a powerful master, Xing Xuan had to be cautious. "Yu Zhi kill my disciples from the Ghost Hunting Pavilion and hand them over. Otherwise, I, the Ghost Hunting Pavilion, will crush Qiang City!"
Feiying didn't care about the Ghost Hunting Pavilion, and said nonchalantly: "Kill him, kill him. The weak will eat the strong. If you don't accept it, just fight."
This is what the Lingkui tribe believes in.
Moreover, after returning from the ancestral land, Feiying recovered to the level of a tenth-grade grandmaster, and her voice became much louder.
The next moment, before Xing Xuan could speak, Fei Ying stepped forward and stepped on the snow with her snow-white feet. Before her feet landed, countless blood cherry trees appeared out of thin air and turned into hurricanes to kill Xing Xuan.
The terrifying power turned the ground into ruins.
Not far away are the houses that have been built with great effort.
"Go to the sky and fight, don't destroy this place!" Yu Zhi shouted.
Fei Ying snorted, but did not object.
Countless blood cherry blossoms turned into long winds, carrying the Fei Ying cherry blossoms away.
Xing Xuan was not to be outdone, and he was also out of favor with the younger generation. But against the Grandmaster, he can let go and fight.
In an instant, there were bursts of violent sounds in the air.
Even at high altitudes, the surrounding woods were affected.
The blood-red blood cherry petals collided with the flaming wind, and the powerful aftermath shook away the clouds in the sky.
The two figures could no longer be seen clearly, only the true energy surging within everyone's perception.
Some people saw the battle between powerful masters for the first time, and they couldn't help but sigh: "Just the aftermath of this battle can kill me."
The battle between the powerful masters is truly terrifying.
The scarlet cherry dress flutters, the blood pupils are cold, and the branches and petals of the blood cherry condense into a mysterious and enchanting crown on the top of the head.
This is the canonization of Fei Ying when she achieved the throne, and the Blood Sakura Crown is her symbol.
"The eleventh realm?" Feiying was surprised, but her face remained calm.
After a few rounds, Feiying had already seen that Xingxuan had reached the eleventh level above the Grandmaster.
This is the first realm after the tenth grade master.
Before he reaches the master level, few people know him.
Xing Xuan was suspended in mid-air, holding a long stick in his hand with mysterious lines carved on it. If you look carefully, you will find that it is a dragon.
The dark light lingers on the long stick, exuding ancient power.
The demon-suppressing pestle is a magical weapon that Xing Xuan is proud of.
"It's your blessing that a mere tenth-grade master can die under the Demon-Suppressing Pestle!"
Xing Xuan roared, and the dragon pattern on the Demon Suppressing Pestle seemed to come to life, turning into a dark shadow of the dragon, carrying the fiery red wind and rushing towards Fei Ying.
Feiying stared, she had not yet recovered to her peak.
The petals of the blood cherry blossoms were like thousands of sharp knives, constantly striking at the dragon's shadow.
Buzz!
The shadow of the demon-suppressing pestle's stick came and was thousands of feet long, intending to split the sky.
A two-pronged approach.
Fei Ying couldn't avoid it, her blood-stained eyes flashed with a hint of madness.
"Hmph, how could I lose to you?"
The Blood Cherry Crown groaned softly, and behind Fei Ying, a blood cherry tree hundreds of meters tall suddenly appeared. Countless blood cherry trees were floating, emitting light like blood.
The breeze comes slowly and the branches and leaves sway.
Fei Ying chuckled lightly, and the two branches on the blood cherry tree stretched out like two whips and tied them to the dragon.
Then the blood cherry petals condensed into a spear.
Feiying held the spear, waved her arm, and threw it.
Whoosh!
The blood-red spear penetrated the dragon's eyebrows. The hardest skull had no defense and was pierced with a big hole.
Just listen to the dragon's cry.
With a bang, the shadow dispersed and turned into dots of fluorescence.
But the crisis is not over!
The shadow of the stick thousands of feet above his head flickered and fell with a crash.
"Be careful!" Yu Zhi shouted.
Although Feiying couldn't hear it, this was the only thing Yuzhi could do.
Li Wantong was newly pregnant and could not withstand any harm.
Of course, Yu Zhi was also worried about Feiying's defeat.
The battle that determined the life and death of Qiang City came so suddenly.
Feiying raised her head slightly, and seemed to hear Yu Zhi's voice in her ears.
Hundreds of meters of blood cherry tree trembled, its thick trunk stretched out, blocking Feiying's head.
Boom boom boom!
Xing Xuan sneered, his stick used up all the energy of the eleventh realm, and it also contained his Dao.
The power of punishment that destroyed the world broke the branches and continued to crush the vitality of the blood cherry tree along the branches.
In a few breaths, the originally vibrant blood cherry tree seemed to have experienced several winds and snows and lost its vitality.
This also indicates that Feiying is at a disadvantage.
Fei Ying frowned, feeling unwilling. But she also had to admit that she was no match for Xing Xuan now and could only resist reluctantly.
"This blood cherry tree comes from the Lingkui tribe. You are not a human race. Tell me, who are you!"
Xing Xuan is the leader of the Ghost Hunting Pavilion. He has a high status and an astonishing vision.
When the blood cherry tree appeared, Xing Xuan had already recognized that it was definitely not a human thing.
With Feiying's arrogance, she didn't even bother to hide her head and tail. Just when Feiying was about to blurt out the name Queen, the figure of Yu Zhi appeared in Feiying's mind.
She looked at Yu Zhi on the ground, hesitated, and said, "You don't deserve to know my name!"
Xing Xuan determined that Fei Ying was from the Lingkui tribe and said angrily: "Yu Zhi colluded with Lingkui and deserves to be killed. None of you can escape."
The demon-suppressing pestle danced crazily in Xing Xuan's hand, and blasts of strong wind mixed with the shadow of the stick came out.
Fei Ying tried her best to resist, but was defeated step by step.
The Blood Cherry Tree was severely damaged, and the injuries were directly reflected on Fei Ying's body.
Those sealed ghost hunters said arrogantly: "Kneel down and beg for mercy. I'll give you a happy death!"
"How can you resist Xing Xuan Zhang Zun's attack?"
"Yu Zhi, I will make you pay the price for imprisoning us for a month!"
Arrogant words blurted out, and he pounced on Yu Zhi like a tiger that had been hungry for a long time.
Yu Zhi watched the battle in the air worriedly.
It's too much to ask... Grandmaster alone can't defend Qiang City.
"Old Wei, lead the people from Beidou Camp. Kill all these noisy people!"
Wei Wuji nodded in response, and the soldiers of Beidou Camp headed towards the ghost hunters.
You must know that Yu Zhi lifted the seal for Shang Fenghua and the others, but not for these people.
It's easy to kill them!
When the few people saw Wei Wuji and others approaching, their arrogant expressions instantly turned into panic.
"What do you want to do? Master Xingxuan is here, how dare you act so arrogantly?"
Without saying a word, Wei Wuji kicked the speaker ten meters away.
"Brother Fenghua..." Qiao Ting said.
Shang Fenghua was also in a dilemma. He couldn't just watch Yu Zhi kill all these ghost hunters.
"Yu Zhi..." Shang Fenghua pleaded.
Yu Zhi's face was extremely gloomy, he stared at Shang Fenghua and said: "The people from the Ghost Hunting Pavilion want to kill me, but I have resisted killing you until now. If you people want to interfere, I will kill you all. Even if the old guy above wants to Even if you kill me, I will definitely use you as a back-up!"
Shang Fenghua was stunned by Yu Zhi's ferocity and did not dare to speak for a while.
The clamoring sounds were gone, leaving only the screams that stopped suddenly.
In just a few breaths, the disciples from the Ghost Hunting Pavilion fell to the ground without any breath.
Killing someone whose cultivation is sealed is no different from killing a mortal.
Yu Zhi glanced at the corpses and said, "These people should have died long ago!"
In these few breaths, Feiying was constantly suppressed by Xing Xuan, and her breath continued to drop.
Defeat is a foregone conclusion!
