The battlefield was silent and every mouth was silent.
Duan Mutian and the others did not attack again because Tang Biao was dead and no amount of remedial measures would be of any use.
"Great!"
Outside the court, Lan Ruyan jumped up happily and spun around in the air again. It wasn't until her sister glared at her that she waved her hands with a smile and said that she was wrong.
"Hahaha, the boss and brother Qi Yuan are so awesome!"
Xiao Hu was also sitting on the ground. Next to him was Fu Xiang, a survivor who was treating his injuries. At this time, he nodded excitedly and whispered to Xiao Hu.
"Hmph, not bad."
Shang Jun stood proudly outside the court, folded his arms again, looked at Xu Yue and Qi Yuan, nodded, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of praise and appreciation.
"Shang Jun seems to be very happy?" asked the oiran on the side.
"Of course! His Changle Sect has always been a pawn of the Tai Sect, the Emperor Demon Sect and other forces. He has repeatedly opposed our faction. Now that he has been beheaded, he is very happy!" Shang Jun nodded. While talking and laughing, he looked heroic and extraordinary.
In the distance, several Changle Sect disciples panicked. Seeing that their senior brother was beheaded, they ran down the mountain in panic. From the looks of it, they seemed to be informing the elders of the sect.
"Phew, I finally killed one."
In the field, Xu Yue was riding on a horse and pulled up Qi Yuan who was squatting on the ground with a cheerful smile on his face.
"Yes, this villain should have been killed back then. He killed so many of our brothers... Letting him live for an extra hundred years is simply our fault." Qi Yuan also smiled, with no trace of hatred for Tang Biao in his words. Not weaker than Duan Mutian and others.
At the beginning, in addition to their dozen or so core members, the Akatsuki organization also had many followers who were unable to join the organization but were still loyal.
For example, Xiao Hu is this type of person.
After the Tianqinghai incident, some of these followers dispersed, and some chose to support Duan Mutian, but there were still some who followed Xu Yue to the death and followed him to escape from Tianqinghai to Nanling.
Among them there are inevitably low-level cultivators, and most of them have become the dead souls of the Changle Sect.
"A worthy death!"
Xu Yue thrust the Phoenix Blood Spear into the ground, took out a bottle of wine from his arms, and poured it on the blood on the tip of the spear to pay homage to the dead souls.
Then, he threw the bottle away and looked at the four figures walking in front of him again, his expression became serious.
These four people are powerful enemies.
"Xu Yue, do you know your guilt?"
Duan Mutian walked over, his aura as vast as the sea, as if the protracted battle had not had any impact on him.
"Guilty? Who do you think you are? You are not worthy of asking me for guilt." Xu Yue sneered, pulled up the Phoenix Blood Spear, shook the blood wine from the gun tip, and pointed at Duan Mutian.
In the field, Duan Mutian shook his head and did not answer Xu Yue's words. Instead, he said slowly: "I have some guesses about your secret method. Now I just need to confirm it."
Xu Yue frowned, looking at Duan Mutian's confident smile, he had a bad feeling in his heart.
"You won't really be discovered, right?" A drop of cold sweat flowed from Xu Yue's forehead.
If others really know the secret of his cultivation, then after he Xu Yue, he will be unable to move even an inch in the Immortal Realm!
"You're scared." The demon in front suddenly whispered.
Xu Yue came back to his senses, looked at this ghost-like woman, and said solemnly: "This is not fear, but just due vigilance."
"So, is this what you are wary of?"
In the distance, a voice came that made Xu Yue have to be on guard.
He turned around to look, his soul was shaken and he was frightened in his heart.
At some point, Meng Jin had stood up, his body shrouded in a hazy mist. It seemed that he had not fully recovered, but he could already move freely.
At this time, the green light on his forehead began to flicker again, green and ready to bloom. Faintly, a green lotus could be seen absorbing the surrounding spiritual power, preparing to launch a shocking blow.
But these were not enough to scare Xu Yue.
What really frightened Xu Yue was that beside Meng Jin, there was already a disciple of the Mutian Divine Sect and a demon cultivator from the Emperor Demon Sect.
These two people are monks of the same generation as Meng Jin.
Now, they are also gathering their attack, preparing to attack with Meng Jin!
"The difference between us and you is not other than age!"
Meng Jin whispered and told Duan Mutian's guess, and as his words fell, the war started again!
Whoosh!
Mo Yao and Duan Mutian suddenly took action at the same time. The target was not Xu Yue, but Qi Yuan behind him!
"Boss, let's go!"
Qi Yuan shouted angrily, but in an instant he was forced back ten meters by the two of them, away from Xu Yue.
At the same time, Zong Qing and Qilinzi also came, attacking Xu Yue from both sides, but they were not willing to fight. They just blocked his movement and outlet, and only allowed him to move within a small area.
And this range is the position that the attacks of Meng Jin and others can cover!
"If our guess is correct, with this blow, the mystery will be solved."
Meng Jin sneered and signaled to the two disciples beside him. Green light burst out, accompanied by two slightly ordinary magic spells, and aimed at Xu Yue, who was blocked from moving.
In an instant, Xu Yue saw a picture, which was his figure being beheaded after his death.
"Die!"
Meng Jin was about to make a move, but at this moment, something flew over him, with a little blood stain, across the heads of everyone, and landed accurately between a few people.
The fighting stopped instantly, Xu Yue panted and looked around, his eyes suddenly condensed.
That's a human head!
And it looks very familiar!
"Young Master...save...me..."
The man's head was crying, his mouth was dripping with fluid, and his neck was still dripping with blood. At this time, he looked at Zong Qing and made intermittent sounds.
"white crane!"
Zong Qing was furious and rushed forward to pick up Bai He's head.
Whoosh!
"Master, be careful!"
However, a trembling sound pierced the sky, accompanied by the scream of a Tai Zong disciple.
Meng Jin only felt the sharp edge behind him, and the breath of death instantly enveloped him, as if he was thrown into Shura Purgatory.
At the critical moment, his Lotus Heart Dao Body exerted its magical effect. A lotus flower bloomed under his feet, dragging him forcibly to move one meter.
Then, he tried his best to turn his head to look, and saw a bloody long sword flying past where he was standing just now, leaving a trail of bloody smell in the air, as powerful as a rainbow!
In an instant, the two disciples who assisted him in the experiment were minced into powder, with no bones left!
And this bloody sword is unabated, and its goal is...
Crack!
There was a sound of a sharp weapon being inserted into flesh and blood, and Bai He's head was stabbed directly. The light of his soul shattered, the energy of death suddenly rose, and there was no room for resuscitation.
Before he died, his eyes towards Zong Qing were still full of fear and help.
"No!"
Zong Qing roared angrily, his red eyes spitting fire, instantly covered with bloodshot eyes.
He turned his head and looked at the figure walking slowly from the crowd, with such murderous intent that he seemed to want to cut him into pieces!
"I heard that you predict events like a god and have perfect plans. Did you predict that you would die?"
The figure wore a bamboo hat and a blood-colored robe, and was covered in blood mist. He came to the field like a Shura, stretched out his hand to suck, and grabbed the long sword Xue An back into his hand, and then stood with Xu Yue and Qi Yuan.
"Sorry, it took a while to deal with this person." A cold voice came, with some fluctuations.
"It doesn't matter, just come!" Xu Yue grinned.
The visitor is Jiang Li, the legitimate son abandoned by the ancient Jiang family and number 8 on the Immortal Ranking!
