"You heard it right. The alliance formed by Jian Kuai sent hundreds of Spirit King monks to intercept and kill Lu's disciples. All of them died, but not a single one of the Lu's clan died!" Yao Jun repeated it again, looking in front of him. He also sighed on everyone's expressions. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.
"Where are our hidden stakes?" Zhan Xun looked at the person next to him. The latter took out a jade slip, but found that he couldn't contact him. Then he seemed to remember something, and his face was gloomy. "The four of them won't all intercept and kill them." Are you a disciple of the Lu family?"
"Where are these pig-brained spies?" Zhan Xun was a little angry. These four people were simply going to die on their own.
"Back!" With a loud shout, several figures jumped into the dense forest with strange expressions on their faces.
"Speak quickly!" someone next to me urged.
"The alliance over there should have sent out 99% of the Spirit King Realm disciples. No fierce fighting broke out. All the cultivators in the alliance died and not a single one returned!"
"I'll go..." Everyone looked at each other, really unable to figure out what was going on.
"Be more specific!" Zhan Xun took a deep breath to calm down the shock in his heart.
Unfortunately, several spies just shook their heads, "The distance was too far, so it was not very clear, but it is certain that no one from the Lu family's disciples took action. All the alliance cultivators died strangely when they were about to approach the Lu family's disciples. It seems that many people harm themselves!"
"Self-mutilation?" Everyone looked at Yao Jun who rushed back. The latter shook his head, "Don't look at me. I know about the same as them, but I am faster and come back earlier!"
Everyone frowned, and a moment passed. "Give me the order. If you encounter Lu's disciples, avoid them if you can. If you can't fight them, try your best to find your own opportunities and heaven-level spiritual secrets!" Zhan Xun gave the decisive order.
"Boss, are you going too far!" A monk frowned and said.
"Hmph, we people don't have much grudges against the Lu clan, so why should we kill them all? If we risk our lives, it will be more than worth the gain. Remember what the purpose of everyone is here!" Zhan Xun looked around and warned everyone.
"knew!"
Not long after, orders were passed down one after another, causing quite a stir in the mountains.
…
Lu's gathering place
The disciples of the Lu family looked at the two figures in front of them with strange expressions, their eyes burning.
"Okay, stop staring at the ancestors, let's all disperse!" The little boy sitting on Chen Yi's shoulder waved his hand and said.
"These..." Lu Xing asked, pointing to the weapons, rings and other objects in the hands of the disciples.
"Whoever picked it up can take it, or you can share it among yourselves!" After saying that, the little one patted Chen Yi on the head, "Grandson, let's go!"
"I..." Chen Yi looked aggrieved. He was just about to stab the little one with the spear in his hand, but then he thought about it. The delicate little sword stuck on the top of the opponent's head, even if the little one couldn't use it, The real power is not something he can compete with.
"Let's go!" The little boy waved to the Lu disciples around him, "We've all broken through, it's time for us to fight our way to the ancestral land!"
"Senior!" Lu Xing bowed respectfully.
Asking him to call him ancestor is really not an option.
"Senior!" Many Lu disciples saluted.
"My grandson asked me to patrol the mountains. After patrolling the southern mountains, I will patrol the northern mountains. Yo, yo, eh, eh, eh, yo..."
"Shut up!" Chen Yi covered his ears, unable to bear the howling on his shoulders.
"Who is this master?" Lu Xing couldn't help but whisper.
"Don't worry about it so much. We are friends of our ancestors anyway. This battle will soon spread throughout the entire ancestral land, and there will be many more disciples who want to come and survive!" A person next to him said, "Okay, let's divide the spoils. !」
"Yes, share the spoils!" Lu Xing shouted. The Sword Emperor Sect Alliance sent a lot of things.
In the distance, the little boy was sitting on Chen Yi's shoulder. He glanced around and said, "Don't burp your ass, kid!" After saying that, he jumped off Chen Yi's shoulder, picked a random direction and left.
"What does hiccup mean?" Chen Yi couldn't help but ask.
「
It means death! "The little one put one hand in his trouser pocket and waved one hand behind him, "Let's see who enters the eleventh stage of the Spirit King Realm first, and whoever loses will be treated as a grandson!"
"Get out!" Chen Yi shouted angrily. He didn't even think there was such a thing as the eleventh level of the Spirit King Realm in the world.
Looking back at Chen Yi, who was about to explode, the little boy waved his hands, turned around and walked forward step by step, "It's the son's fault for not teaching his father, and the grandson didn't teach me well. I have a big responsibility as an ancestor!"
"I'll kill you!" Chen Yi couldn't bear it anymore and stabbed the little boy in the back of the head with the spear in his hand.
The little boy walking in front didn't look back, he just raised his small black hand to grab the soaring headband.
"I..." Chen Yi looked depressed and hurriedly stopped his attack. The delicate-looking little sword was probably a divine weapon, and he didn't have the ability to resist it yet.
Under the cliff, Jian Kuai's face was as gloomy as water, and the strong men around him also had angry faces, but no one dared to speak.
"Are you all mute?" Jian Kui glanced at the people around him and finally spoke. He also knew that if he didn't speak, no one else would be in trouble.
"Sword Chief, we are just an alliance, your Sword Emperor Sect is not the only one who has lost this time!"
"Hmph, it is true that our Sword Emperor Sect is not the only one who has suffered losses, but my Sword Emperor Sect's disciples have gone the most, and there is also a disciple who has just entered the Spirit Emperor realm. Who among your major sects can compare to such a loss?"
"Hmph, Sword Leader, you still have the nerve to say that you secretly sent Spirit Emperor disciples to lurk in the army, what? Do you, the Sword Emperor Sect, still want to monopolize the benefits brought by the disciples of the Lu family?" Leng Bai also felt a little angry in his heart.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
"Leng Bai, we all agreed at the beginning that we should rely on our own strength to grab as much as we want, but we didn't agree that we would not allow Spirit Emperor disciples to be sent out!" Another disciple beside Jian Kui scolded.
"Who do you think you are, are you qualified to speak?" Leng Bai glared at the Sword Emperor Sect disciple who spoke.
"Leng Bai, pay attention to your attitude. This alliance was initiated by our Sword Emperor Sect. It was agreed at the beginning that everything will be arranged by the Sword Emperor Sect. Naturally, I, the Sword Emperor Sect, have the final say in this alliance!" Jian Kui frowned. Look at Leng Bai.
"Sword Emperor Sect has the final say?" Before Leng Bai could speak, another voice sounded.
"Jian Kui, that's too much. We are just an alliance. If the Sword Emperor Sect wants to be the only one, then there is no need for this alliance to exist!"
"Let's break up!" Jian Kui shouted angrily, "Everyone, get out!"
"Haha, Sword Emperor Sect, that's really good!"
…
One after another, sarcastic sounds sounded, and the figures of the powerful men gradually dispersed around them.
"Brother Jiankui, are you going to let them leave like this?" Behind him, Jian Tong looked at the backs of the departing powerful men with a worried look on his face.
"What else can we do? The alliance has selfish motives. To maintain it is just to think of each other. It is harmful rather than beneficial. Let's send people to bury the bodies of the sect disciples!"
"What about the other sects?" Jian Tong, who had just responded, stopped and turned around to ask.
"It's just a matter between your hands, do you still need to ask me?" A trace of impatience flashed on Jian Kui's face.
"I got it!" Jian Tong left, and not long after, the two of them came quickly, "Brother Jian Kui, good news!"
The two of them looked happy, and Jian Kui looked surprised. At the moment, there weren't many things that could make them so happy.
"What's the matter?"
"That boy Xia Wu is back. Don't tell me, this boy really has some tricks. He actually caught a disciple of the Lu family!"
"What?" The sword leader frowned slightly. There was no joy on his face, but a deep fear.
The alliance dispatched hundreds of disciples and could not even find out the number of Lu's disciples, let alone capture one. However, the young man brought back halfway actually caught a Lu's disciple, which made him suspicious.
"Where are the people?"
Not long after, the two people led Lu Chen over. Behind him, there were four people carrying a figure. There was no movement at all, and the life was disappearing.
"Is this the Lu disciple you caught?" Jian Kui frowned.
asked.
"No..." Lu Chen waved his hand hurriedly, his eyes timid, "When I went to arrest him, he was already seriously injured and dying!"
"Collecting corpses?" Jian Kui's frown slowly relaxed. This explanation made sense. Seeing Jian Kui looking at him, a monk next to him hurriedly stepped forward and whispered a few words.
"Looks like those guys can't bear it anymore!" Jian Kui nodded and kicked the figure on the ground. He was now taking in less air and outgoing it more.
"Why did you come in even if you knew you were going to die?" A cold look flashed across Jian Kui's face, "Search for souls!"
As the words fell, Lu Chen's heart tightened. If Chen Yi was soul-locked, many secrets would surface, unless he could kill the soul searcher instantly.
"Brother Jiankui, no, in this state, he can't live long without searching for souls. If he searches for souls, I'm afraid..." Jian Tong, who rushed back, hurriedly stopped him.
Jian Kui nodded, bent down, and stuffed a pill into Chen's mouth, "I'm taking advantage of you, little bastard. If you don't get what I want, I will make your life worse than death!"
Half a quarter of an hour later, the figure on the ground gradually gained a hint of life, and just as his eyelids trembled, Jian Kui stepped on Chen Yi's palm and rotated hard.
"Ah..." A shrill scream rang out, and Chen Yi, who had just woken up, suddenly opened his eyes and broke out in cold sweat.
"Let me ask you an answer!" Jian Kui said very directly, "How many disciples of the Lu family are here?"
"Kill me, haha. I have a restriction in my mind. If you have the guts, you can search for my soul!" Chen Yi laughed ferociously and spat a mouthful of blood on the face of the sword leader who bent down.
"Really?" Jian Kui wiped the blood from his face and slowly took out several long needles with a ferocious look on his face. "I heard that ten fingers are connected to the heart, but I don't know if it's true or not!"
After saying that, he motioned for everyone to hold down Chen Yi and exert force with the soles of his feet. Chen Yi's palm was stepped straight, and a long needle slowly penetrated from the inside of the nail of his thumb.
"Ah..." A scream sounded. Lu Chen gritted his teeth and took a step forward, but Chen Yi shook his head.
He and Chen Yi have the same mind. With such a close distance, he naturally knows very clearly what Chen Yi is thinking.
Clenching his fists, seeing his other self suffering such torture, if Chen Yi hadn't shook his head, Lu Chen would have killed all his enemies!
