"you!"
When the young man from the Yuwen family heard this, his heart suddenly surged with anger, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly:
"It seems that if you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with the drink. I, the king..."
Only halfway through his words, a bloody hole appeared in his throat.
A pale yellow jade crystal condensed out of thin air and flew out. The tip was extremely sharp and as fast as lightning, and it instantly penetrated his throat.
He didn't even realize how this spell was produced until he was about to die.
"How dare you...you..."
The young man from the Yuwen family staggered back two steps, holding his throat and making a "hoho" sound. His eyes showed surprise and unwillingness, and his body fell backwards weakly.
Zhang Yao slowly retracted his fingers, looked at the young man's body and fell to the ground, and then said calmly:
"I wasn't prepared to pay any attention to you."
"But since you've offended me, you can only blame yourselves for your misfortune."
After his words fell, the old man on the side finally realized what happened, and said with a horrified expression:
"You...fellow Taoist, you, you killed him?"
"Kill him, he'll kill him, he's already here, why don't he invite him to dinner?"
Zhang Yao waved his hand with a casual expression.
"this……"
The old man reacted suddenly, his throat was slightly dry, and he couldn't help but said:
"Is it possible that fellow Taoist is a monk in the middle stage of Qi refining?"
Although this young monk from the Yuwen family is only at the second level of Qi refining, he possesses the mid-level magic weapon left by the Liu family and can still run rampant in the world of immortal cultivation in the Lu country.
But Zhang Yao was able to kill him with a snap of his fingers, so it was obviously unlikely that he would stay at the early stage of Qi refining.
"good."
Zhang Yao nodded slightly and said:
"I just broke through not long ago. I originally planned to leave this place after this batch of spiritual grass matures."
As he spoke, he glanced at the body of the young man from the Yuwen family and said with a smile:
"But now it seems that there are still things that need to be done."
As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and stepped onto a magical flying sword, which instantly turned into a yellow stream of light and flew into the sky.
"Fellow Taoist, please wait a moment. I'll be back soon."
After Zhang Yao's escape light disappeared, the old man realized belatedly - Zhang Yao left for this trip, obviously to go to Wuyin Island to eradicate the roots!
"Master!"
The young man on the side had his eyes shining brightly and said repeatedly:
"This senior has such strength, the Yuwen family will definitely be in bad luck!"
"……good."
The old man's expression changed, and his thoughts suddenly came to life:
"After hearing about Kirigakure Island's strength, if you still dare to knock on the door, you are probably very confident."
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but get excited, secretly hoping that Zhang Yao would win a great victory, and it would be best to directly kill the Yuwen family.
After the Yuwen family is destroyed, they, the casual cultivators of the Lu country, will have a good life.
…………
High in the sky.
Zhang Yao's magic power surged and he drove his flying sword straight to Jiangzhou.
With his current magic power, his flying speed is far higher than before. If it were not hindered by the level of the flying sword, he could even travel thousands of miles a day.
"After I broke through to the middle stage of Qi refining, I just needed a new place for cultivation. After eradicating the Yuwen family, it would be good to stay on Wuyin Island."
Zhang Yao was in a leisurely mood and did not take the Yuwen family seriously.
His current magical power is powerful, and he holds a high-level magic weapon, which is enough to compete with the late stage of Qi refining. If he uses the Tiancan secret method again, he will be able to compete with Qi Refining Consummation.
Even if the Yuwen family has high-level magic weapons, they can't make trouble.
And if the Yuwen family has any trump card that can threaten the foundation-building monks, it is obviously impossible. If there is such a thing, Mrs. Liu will not run to the Lu country for refuge in despair.
More than an hour later, Zhang Yao had traveled thousands of miles from Yunzhou in the southwest of Lu State to Jiangzhou.
"Baibo Lake has arrived..."
High in the sky, Zhang Yao stepped on the flying sword and looked down at the lake below, which was so huge that he couldn't help but recall the past.
Li Xiaofeng, the Cao Gang back then, actually guessed right. There really is an immortal family in Baibo Lake - Wuyin Island, the head of the three spiritual veins, is hidden deep in Baibo Lake.
But after waiting all his life, he ended up waiting for the wrong person.
The white-clothed young man he bumped into back then was not a monk from the Lu Kingdom, because Qi Refining monks had no ability to cross the storm.
In the face of the mighty heavenly power, even if there are only remaining thunderstorms, at least foundation-building monks must be qualified to cross them, and the perfection of Qi refining is still far away.
The cup of Xianjia wine that transformed him was obviously not produced by the State of Lu.
"In the blink of an eye, almost two hundred years have passed."
Zhang Yao was filled with emotions.
Who exactly Li Xiaofeng met on Baibo Lake that year has been impossible to find out after so many years.
Times have changed, and Wuyin Island has also changed owners several times. Now it belongs to the Yuwen family, but it won't be long before it will have the surname Zhang.
A moment later, Zhang Yao drove his flying sword into the depths of Baibo Lake and saw an island shrouded in fog at a glance.
Kirigakure Island is not big, only seven or eight miles in radius, but the surrounding lake for dozens of miles is shrouded in thick fog and covered with reefs, making it a restricted area for fishermen.
More than ten breaths later, Zhang Yao arrived outside Wuyin Island.
A yellow-brown flag slipped out of his sleeve and fell into Zhang Yao's hand. It was filled with magic power and rose in the wind.
"go!"
The yellow-brown mist rose and turned into an earth-yellow giant python, slamming down.
There was only a loud "rumbling" sound, and the fog spread over a hundred feet in radius. The formation protecting Kirigakure Island was suddenly blasted open, creating a gap.
Facing the high-level magic weapons with full power, the magic circle that once protected Kirigakure Island and killed everyone was nothing more than a chicken or a dog.
"who?!"
An exclamation came from Kirigakure Island, and a ray of light hurriedly rose into the sky.
Zhang Yao broke into Wuyin Island, glanced around, and saw six monks.
The leader, who was in his fifties and wearing a purple python robe, was riding a flying sword and was suspended in mid-air. He looked at Zhang Yao in confusion.
The five monks below, some old and some young, are gathering together at the moment, holding magic weapons on guard.
They were all wearing bright yellow python robes, and their style was exactly the same as the robes of the Yuwen family monk who died in his hands before.
"Who is your Excellency?!"
Yu Wenhua spoke cautiously, with a trace of fear and uncertainty in his eyes.
With his fifth level of Qi refining, he couldn't tell the person's cultivation level. It was obvious that the other party was at a higher level than him.
When did such a strong person come to the world of immortality in the Lu Kingdom?
"It doesn't matter who I am."
Zhang Yao spoke slowly and in a calm tone:
"As the saying goes, there is no way for misfortunes and blessings, only people call it upon themselves. Your Yuwen family has been tyrannical in the world of immortal cultivation in the Lu Kingdom for decades. It's time to repay your debt."
"I am here today to take your life."
When Yu Wenhua on the opposite side heard this, his expression suddenly darkened:
"Looking for death...do it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, six Qi-refining monks from the Yuwen family, including Yu Wenhua, took action in unison, and various magical weapons flew towards Zhang Yao's body and blasted them out.
In an instant, a cloud of yellow-brown fog surged like a sandstorm, forming a thick wall of fog around Zhang Yao.
"Boom!" "Boom!"...
The magic weapons of the five monks in the early stage of Qi refining bombarded the protective layer formed by the thick soil and cloud flags. They only caused some ripples in the yellow-brown mist, but they could not shake it at all.
"Boom!"
A dull sound like a drum exploded.
Yu Wenhua also fell to the ground, and took out a stone inkstone the size of a millstone. It penetrated heavily into the wall of yellow-brown mist, but it sank directly into it and was unable to extricate itself.
(End of chapter)
