At this moment, a young man in green clothes walked out of the door, looked at Zhang Liucheng and others standing outside the sect, and asked doubtfully.
"What do you want to do when you come to Yangcheng Sect?"
Zhang Liucheng glanced at the young man in green and knew that this young man was a monk in the Three Condensation Realm. He did not want to embarrass the young man in green, so he spoke to the young man in green.
"Fellow Taoist, I am the young sect master of the Spiritual Beast Sect. I have something important to ask to see the sect master of the Yangcheng Sect. I would like to ask you, fellow daoist, to pass the news on my behalf!"
The young man in green nodded when he heard Zhang Liucheng's words.
"Fellow Taoist, wait a moment for me to report."
In less than a moment, the young man in green came to Zhang Liucheng and bowed.
"Fellow Taoists, please follow me."
A group of eight people followed the young man in green unhurriedly to the Yangcheng Sect's palace.
In the main hall, there were eight old men sitting on the black chairs on both sides.
Sitting at the front of the hall was an old man with white hair, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a bulbous nose, and wearing a red robe.
This old man is the head of Yangcheng Sect. The old man glanced at Zhang Liucheng and asked coldly.
"What do you want to do when you come to our Yangcheng Sect?"
Qing'er saw the young man in red beside the old man and shouted.
"Traitor, where are you going to escape?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qing'er was about to rush over.
Zhang Liucheng stopped in front of Qing'er and spoke to the old man in red robe.
"We are here to capture the traitors of the Spirit Beast Sect. Please ask the leader of the Yangcheng Sect to hand over the traitors!"
The old man in red robe heard Zhang Liucheng's words and said angrily.
"Our Yangcheng Sect does not have the traitor you are looking for. Please come back!"
Xiaoqiang roared angrily when he heard what the red-robed old man said.
"I didn't see it! You old guy is quite capable of telling lies with your eyes open!"
"I didn't open my eyes and tell lies." The old man in red robe said with a faint smile.
"Old guy, you are so shameless. The traitor is obviously right next to you, but you told me there is no traitor!" Xiaoqiang continued coldly. "Do you think we are so easy to fool? Today, if we don't hand over the traitor, we will defeat Yang Chengzong."
When the old man in red robe heard Xiaoqiang's words, he smiled instead of getting angry.
"The traitor you are talking about is my son. He is also the young master of our Yangcheng Sect. If you must take the dog away, then kill me and step over my body!"
Zhang Liucheng was furious when he heard what the old man in red robe said.
"Old guy, you have to hand over this traitor even if you hand him over, or even if you don't hand him over to him."
When the old man in red robe heard Zhang Liucheng's words, he smiled instead of getting angry.
"Boy, don't bluff here. I know you are very strong. You have the ability to challenge at higher levels. However, in my territory, I make the decision."
As soon as the old man in red robe finished speaking, a huge cage fell from the sky and directly trapped Zhang Liucheng and others inside.
Qing'er realized something was wrong and shouted.
"No, we fell into a trap."
Qing'er's expression changed drastically, and a long sword appeared in her hand, and she slashed at the prison cage.
"Clang!" With a sound, Qing'er was blown away by a flying force.
Zhang Liucheng immediately appeared behind Qing'er and hugged Qing'er directly.
"Senior Sister Qing'er, are you okay?"
Qing'er's face suddenly turned red and she thanked Zhang Liucheng.
"Well, I'm fine. Thank you, Young Sect Master."
Zhang Liucheng put Qing'er down, looked at the old man in red robe, and snorted coldly.
"Hmph! It's just a cage! You still want to be trapped in it! It's simply a wishful thinking! Break it for me!"
Immediately, the Pobao kitchen knife appeared in Zhang Liucheng's hand. He held the Pobao kitchen knife and slashed in front of him.
There was a "click", and then the cage shattered into countless thin strips.
Zhang Liucheng remained as calm as ever, looking at the old man in red robe with mockery, his mockery was self-evident.
"Whatever tricks the old guy has, just use them. Now that it's reached this point, there's no need to hide it!"
The old man in red robe looked at Zhang Liucheng and sneered.
"Haha, boy, do you think this is all I have? Let me tell you, this is my real killing move, the "Ten Killing God-Slaying Formation", give it to me!"
Immediately, the eight old men in the main hall each held a long sword in their hands. Two middle-aged monks holding long swords flew from outside the hall, standing in ten directions respectively. These ten people held the long swords in front of them and directed their spiritual energy. Inject it into the long sword.
"Woo!" With a sound, a golden formation enveloped Zhang Liucheng and others.
Zhang Liucheng smiled when he saw this scene.
"The wind, clouds, thunder and lightning are sealed in the sky, come out!"
A huge red light mask, like a large upside-down bowl, protected Zhang Liucheng and others.
At this moment, outside the red light shield, ten giant swords came towards Zhang Liucheng and others, killing them.
"boom--"
There was a loud noise, and the huge sword light struck Zhang Liucheng's red light shield fiercely. The red light shield just swayed for a while and blocked the attack of the giant sword.
In an instant, a terrifying counterattack force poured out.
This force of counter-shock knocked the ten people out of the formation, and they fell heavily on the ground of the hall like kites with broken strings.
Not only that, even the chairs in the hall were overturned to the ground by the force of the counterattack, and the scene was chaotic.
Zhang Liucheng fired a magic spell, and the stormy and thunderous sky seal slowly shrank, then turned into a red light and flew into Zhang Liucheng's body.
Qing'er asked in surprise when she saw this scene.
"Young Sect Master, was this magic weapon given to you by the Sect Master?"
Zhang Liucheng smiled slightly and shook his head when he heard Qing'er's words.
"This was given to me by my fifth brother."
Qing'er said "Ah" in panic.
"Young Sect Leader, you still have a brother? You are already so strong! Then your brother is invincible."
"Absolutely!" Zhang Liucheng responded casually.
When Qing'er heard Zhang Liucheng's words, she blushed and lowered her head without saying a word.
Zhang Liucheng slowly walked up to the boy in red and spoke to the boy in red.
"Boy, follow me back obediently!"
The young man in red sneered when he heard Zhang Liucheng's words.
"Haha, who are you? What qualifications do you have to let me go back with you?"
Zhang Liucheng laughed when he heard what the boy in red said.
"Hahaha..., based on your Yuandan realm cultivation, in my eyes, you are nothing more than a local chicken and a tile dog! I think you should just surrender and capture us! You will not be able to escape the punishment we are waiting for."
Xiaoqiang came to Zhang Liucheng and said with a sinister smile.
"Brother, what's the point of killing a chicken with a sledgehammer? This guy is only at the Yuan Dan realm. Just leave it to my younger brother."
After saying that, Xiaoqiang punched the boy in red.
This ordinary punch knocked the boy in red away and landed on the ground.
The young man in red still had a sinister sneer on his face, but his ferocious eyes were filled with fear and shock.
Zhang Liucheng ordered Xiaoqiang.
"Xiaoqiang, keep an eye on these people. I'll come back as soon as I go!"
Immediately, Zhang Liucheng transformed into an old man in red robe and smiled at the head of Yangcheng Sect.
"I'm going to take away all the sect's treasures and I'll come back later."
"How dare you, Shuzi?" The red-robed old man glared and shouted angrily. His body flew towards Zhang Liucheng like an arrow from a string.
Zhang Liucheng kicked the old man in red robe in the face, and the old man in red robe was kicked away and hit the wall of the hall firmly.
"boom--"
The old man in red robe slipped down from the wall and lay on the ground, passed out, with blood still flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Several old men in the hall saw this scene and shouted.
"metropolitan……"
"He's not dead yet!" Zhang Liucheng said and disappeared.
