Two men and two women came in, both dressed in khaki robes.
Liang Guo monk.
The leader is a woman. Her skin is like snow, her fat is like jade, her eyebrows are like distant daisy, and her lips are as red as pearls. She is a beauty whose beauty will captivate the entire country.
Especially when the khaki clothes were worn on her body, they were slightly ill-fitting, but they had a contrasting effect, hiding her convex and exquisite figure, as if they could be grasped, making people couldn't help but think. Look more.
It's just that this woman is standing with a sword in her hand, her face is as sinking as water, her eyes are as cold as the cold wind, but she gives off an air of keeping strangers away.
The two men and one woman behind them looked more like her followers. Among them, the woman has clear eyebrows and a straight nose, and she is quite heroic. Two men, one tall and one short. Tall and handsome, with a smile on his face. The short man had a skinny appearance and a sinister face, staring at Yang and Song with a pair of eagle eyes.
What makes Yang Zhen awe-inspiring is that the cultivation of these four people are all in the late stage of foundation building. Coupled with Song Zhixian's strength at the sixth level of foundation building, he is only one level of foundation building. Standing with these people, it is really - —
The chicken stands out from the crowd!
When Song Zhixian saw this woman, his expression froze at first, then his face bloomed like a chrysanthemum, and he said in surprise:
"Ms. Liang, are you here too?"
Miss Liang glanced at him sideways and said lightly: "Why, Song Shaojun doesn't welcome me here?"
"Where is it?" Song Zhixian's heart skipped a beat, but the smile on his face became even more eager: "Miss Liang is here, that's great, the treasure has its owner, ha, ha ha!"
But no matter how he concealed it, his laughter was dry, and he was obviously extremely unwilling.
"Puch!" The woman behind was amused by his embarrassment and said with a hint of ridicule: "Song Shaojun, do you think that only your Song country owns the map of Qilin Mountain?"
"Could there be two copies?" Song Zhixian murmured, but his voice became lower and lower.
He already understands.
As a vassal state of Liang State, how could Song State hide any secrets?
There may be only one copy of the map, but what good things does Song have in hand that Liang Guo doesn't know about?
The secrets here have long been part of Liang Guo's calculations. These four people appeared here at the same time. It was obvious that they had already made an appointment for the time and place to meet.
It's ridiculous that he tried every means to get the map from the royal treasury, and boasted about it in front of the king. In the past few days, he was in danger one after another in the mountains and almost lost his life. In the end, it was a bamboo basket to fetch water!
But this man is also a smart man. Since the treasure is hopeless, he can't offend the Liang Kingdom monk.
At that moment, he coughed lightly and said seriously: "Sister Hong, I know it well. Even if Song Zhixian finds the treasure, he will never dare to keep it for himself. He will eventually donate it to Daliang. If you lie, I am willing to be struck by thunder from heaven!"
"Hmph," the woman named Honggu snorted. She looked at the woman in front of her and saw that she had no expression, so she scolded:
"Song Shaojun, I hope this kind of thing won't happen again."
"Don't dare, don't dare." Song Zhixian agreed repeatedly, secretly wiping a sweat from his heart.
"Who is this?" Several people's eyes finally turned to Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen had long wanted to retreat. Seeing that Song Zhixian knew them, she lost interest in the treasure.
He didn't think that he had the ability to snatch the treasure from the hands of four late-stage foundation builders.
Not to mention the other people, the woman at the head had an aura that she could not let go of, giving people a great sense of oppression, and her strength was definitely above him.
He had vaguely guessed the other party's identity.
Liang Xiaoyu!
Third place in the Eastern Region Competition!
In this case, it's better to leave quickly.
He bowed his hand towards Song Zhixian: "Brother Song, see you later."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
"Stop!" Na Honggu shouted.
Yang Zhen turned around slowly, secretly on guard.
"Who are you and why are you here?" Hong Gu continued to ask, her eyes looking at Song Zhixian.
"This," Song Zhixian said with a flattering smile, "this is a little brother from Yunxiao Sect. I bumped into him in this mountain. At that time, he was surrounded by a group of demon wolves. This little brother helped me a little, so I brought him here. Here it is.”
"Demon wolf? What kind of demon wolf? How many are there?"
"Iron-backed silver wolves, thirty-seven, six second-level."
"There are just a few monsters, and you still need help?" Hong Gu sneered, her face even more disbelieving: "Besides, how can he help you if he only builds one level of foundation?"
Song Zhixian laughed dryly and explained: "This brother has a poison that is smeared on the sword and the blood seals the throat. It is very powerful!"
"Oh?" Honggu looked at Yang Zhen: "What kind of toxin? Take it out and see!"
Yang Zhen looked at the other party expressionlessly and said coldly: "If I don't plan to take it out, are you going to rob it?"
"Bold!" the short man stood up and shouted.
Yang Zhen looked straight, silent.
The atmosphere in the cave suddenly became tense and depressing.
Song Zhixian looked at the Liang Guo monk, and then secretly looked at Yang Zhen, his eyes darting around, not knowing what he was thinking.
"What's your name? Which real person from the Yunxiao Sect did you study under?" Liang Xiaoyu suddenly asked.
Yang Zhen bowed her hands to her and said, neither humble nor arrogant, "I am Yang Zhen, a disciple of Master Shuihong of Yunxiao Sect. This must be Senior Sister Liang Xiaoyu, right? Nice to meet you."
He is not actually Shuihong's apprentice, but you can't say you don't have a master at this time, right?
Liang Xiaoyu was not surprised that Yang Zhen found out her identity. She stared at the young man for a few times with her beautiful eyes and said, "Let's go!"
"Miss!" the short man hurriedly advised: "He..."
The rest of the words were unspoken, and Liang Xiaoyu must also understand.
Liang Xiaoyu shook her head: "We all swore an oath before we came in. It's not worth it."
"Yes." The man lowered his head and stepped back.
Seeing that the other party made no other move, Yang Zhen bowed her hands in a group salute, turned around and left.
He had just walked a few steps when he heard Song Zhixian shouting loudly: "Junior Brother Yang, can you trade those two Haoyuan Grasses of yours?"
Hao——Yuan——Cao!
The four Liang people looked at each other with ecstasy in their eyes. Even Liang Xiaoyu, who had always been calm, couldn't help but change his expression.
One of her aunts has been trapped on the third level of the Golden Pill for a long time and is only missing one Haoyuan Pill!
Yang Zhen stopped and turned around slowly. A pair of tiger eyes shot out, staring at Song Zhixian, as cold as a knife!
This guy has ulterior motives and deserves to die!
Song Zhixian showed a trace of imperceptible pride, but slowly retreated. Somehow, the young man's gaze made him tremble.
"Do you have Haoyuan Grass?" Liang Xiaoyu asked.
Yang Zhen remained silent.
"Make a price," Liang Xiaoyu said leisurely, knowing it in her heart: "I want both of these Haoyuan Grasses."
"No change!" Yang Zhen shook her head with a firm tone.
Liang Xiaoyu's pretty face sank.
"Junior Brother Yang!" The short man threatened: "Don't toast or eat as a penalty. Take it out, we won't treat you badly!"
"I won't exchange it, and I won't sell it either." Yang Zhen became angry and said without any sign of weakness: "If you want to violate your oath, just come and try."
Liang Xiaoyu was furious and stared at Yang Zhen, with a murderous intent flashing in her eyes.
"Miss!" The short man stepped forward again: "Let me do it!"
Liang Xiaoyu glanced at him and looked at the stalactites on the top of the cave with her hands behind her hands, without any expression on her face.
The short man understood, smiled, drew out a fiery red sword, and took two steps forward.
"Boy, it's still too late to regret at this time, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
Yang Zhen looked shocked: "You, are you really going to take action, aren't you afraid of the inner demons backlashing you?"
"Hahaha," the man looked up to the sky and laughed, looked down at Yang Zhen, and sneered: "Boy, you are not the first brother Chu who went out for the first time, are you? You look so handsome, is Shuihong protecting you too tightly? No I’m willing to let go!”
Yang Zhen still looked surprised and asked curiously: "Do you have a way to avoid the oath of the inner demon?"
"Hmph!" The man sneered: "You kid, you look like an ignorant young man who has just left home. It doesn't hurt to tell you the truth. I don't have any way to avoid my inner demons. But why should I avoid my inner demons!"
"I, Liang Wei, have received great favor from His Highness. I have cultivated to the point of building a foundation in my life, and I am already satisfied. Inner demons, inner demons are nothing!"
Yang Zhen suddenly realized: "It turns out he is doing dirty work."
The vows made by inner demons before entering the mountain seem to bind everyone. But, what if there are people who don’t intend to advance and break through? As long as the opportunity is right and the benefits are big enough, they don't care at all about breaking their oath.
"In order to gain benefits for your master, you have no regard for your own path?"
The man chuckled and said: "Since you have figured it out, then take out the Haoyuan Grass. Otherwise, don't waste your life!"
"You still want to kill me?" Yang Zhen said in a loss of voice.
The man sneered and looked at the young man as if he were an idiot.
Since he has violated his oath and committed robbery and robbery, why not clean up the matter and keep him alive? Let the suffering owner go back to complain, and let the Yunxiao Sect come to settle the score?
Isn't that a fool?
It's quite silly. Yang Zhen nodded and uttered two words: "Stupid."
I will not offend others unless they offend me, but I will offend them if they offend me!
He asked so many questions just to determine what the other party would do before he could return it.
If the other party strikes first, even killing the other party out of self-defense does not count as a violation of the oath.
The short man understood this national curse and became furious!
"Boy, suffer death!"
He waved the hand holding the sword vigorously in front of him, and a flame about ten feet long spurted out from the sword, roaring and hitting the young man like a fire dragon.
Once it's launched, it's a fatal move!
Yang Zhen did not dare to be careless and immediately ignited the second-level high-grade talisman in her hand. A three-foot-wide ice wall appeared out of thin air and violently collided with the flames.
The fire dragon was cut into three parts by the ice wall. One part burned fiercely on the ice wall. The flames went out in an instant, and half of the ice wall melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The other two pieces whizzed past the young man's left and right sides and hit the cave wall ten feet away. However, the moment the general touched the mountain wall, they were quickly annihilated without causing any damage to the cave.
It can be seen that this man's control of fire spells is quite exquisite.
But Yang Zhen didn't want to give him another chance.
The young man shouted, controlled the ice wall, and strode forward against the flames.
After taking a few steps forward, just as the flames extinguished, he removed the ice wall, changed his steps, and flew towards the opponent!
The man looked sarcastic and calmly summoned a fire shield to protect his whole body. At the same time, the long sword in his hand was raised, ready to slash at the young man again!
The flames of his fire shield come from underground magma, with strong corrosive and burning effects!
If an ordinary person touches it with his fist, it will be burnt to charcoal in an instant!
Unfortunately, he met Yang Zhen who was pregnant with strange fire.
The young man thought, and his right arm was covered with a thin layer of flames.
The fist poked out from the middle of the fire shield without any hindrance and hit the opponent's head straight.
At the last moment, he used the power of the Destruction Stick!
"Stop-" Liang Xiaoyu screamed, and was about to take action when she suddenly remembered her vow to enter the mountain and hesitated for a moment.
Time seems to be extremely slow at this moment...
I saw a trace of shock on the face of the short man who was hit by the fist. Immediately, the muscles on his entire face were violently compressed and squeezed into a ball. Then, like a spring that was pressed to the extreme, it suddenly bounced away!
"Boom!" The man didn't even have time to scream, and his head exploded!
Countless blood clots, bones, and brain matter shot out everywhere.
The long sword in his hand drew a long line diagonally across the young man's body, and fell to the ground helplessly.
Nine levels of foundation building, instant death!
Yang Zhen suddenly felt extremely weak, and then a few traces of chaotic energy spread throughout her body, and her body quickly recovered.
The fifty strands of Chaos Qi that he and Zhao Yue'er had shared equally before entering the mountain were finally exhausted at this moment after three days of consumption.
Anyway, it could only be stored for three days, so he didn't feel any pity.
However, the last few threads were removed at the same time, and the body was almost exactly the same as before the war, with no abnormalities visible.
"You, you killed him?" Liang Xiaoyu said tremblingly.
The shock in my heart cannot be expressed in words.
The men who thought they had the upper hand died suddenly.
As for the other party, his aura was calm, his face did not change color, and he seemed to have not tried his best at all.
This is actually the first level of foundation building?
Is there such a foundation layer?
Even for myself, it is not easy to kill a ninth-level foundation builder cleanly and neatly.
Who is this young man?
I thought he was subduing the wolves with poison, but now it seems that he was hiding his strength!
Liang Xiaoyu glanced at Song Zhixian coldly. In an instant, the man felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar.
After getting out, this bitch probably won't forgive herself.
It’s self-defeating! Song Zhixian's intestines turned green with regret. How could he have imagined that Yang Zhen was so strong!
The disaster he attempted to divert was diverted to the east, and in the end it all fell on him!
…
Yang Zhen raised her head, looked at the woman, and said coldly: "He wants to kill me, why can't I kill him?"
Liang Xiaoyu clenched her pink fists tightly, her pretty face tensed up, and her chest heaved violently.
She was furious, but she couldn't...
Behind her, Hong Gu had an angry look on her face and shouted sternly: "Young man, please stop being so arrogant and let me teach you a lesson!"
After saying that, he squeezed to the front and casually took off a long whip from his waist.
"Honggu!" Liang Xiaoyu stretched out her hand to block it: "Don't do it!"
Honggu looked at Liang Xiaoyu and said sadly: "Miss, the Lord humiliated me and died, I, I..."
"Forget it," Liang Xiaoyu took a long breath: "I have lost Liang Wei, I can't..."
As if she felt it was inappropriate to speak like this, she changed her approach: "If I hadn't been greedy, I wouldn't have harmed Liang Wei. Forget it, let's get down to business."
After speaking, he looked at Yang Zhen with complicated eyes: "Let's go."
Yang Zhen glanced at her in surprise, said nothing more, cupped her hands, and walked away.
