There were three people in this group, two men and one woman. All three were wearing pale golden robes and riding flaming horses.
"He is a disciple of the Shenri Holy Sect," Xiao Guizi said with slightly focused eyes.
Shenri Holy Sect is also the imperial lineage sect in the far west. It was established by Emperor Shenri.
However, compared with the Zhenwu Holy Sect, which has the inheritance of four emperors, the Shenri Holy Sect has only produced one great emperor, and its background is much worse.
The three disciples of Shenri Holy Sect also saw Xu Zimo and his group. The leading male disciple hung a sword on his waist, snorted coldly, and walked over proudly on the flaming horse.
The relationship between the Shenri Holy Sect and the Zhenwu Holy Sect is not good. The main reason is that the Zhenwu Holy Sect is too powerful and is the absolute overlord in this far west.
Even the Divine Sun Sect, which is also part of the Imperial Immortal Sect, will be crushed.
"What are you pulling on?" Xiao Guizi snorted angrily.
"If you don't like them, you'll beat them. Why do you need to be patient?" Xu Zimo said with a smile, "I'm here to support you, so what are you afraid of?"
"Senior brother, I'm just waiting for your words," Xiao Guizi chuckled, looking at the three people who had already walked to the front, spiritual energy surging in the palms of his hands.
Then I saw his right hand passing through the air, and a knife shadow formed by spiritual energy slashed directly at the disciple.
The legs of the flaming horse that the leading disciple of Shenri Holy Sect was riding on were cut off directly.
The flame horse raised its head and roared, falling directly to the ground.
The disciple also didn't notice and was thrown out in a panic.
"What do you want to do?" The disciple stood up, drew out the long sword from his waist, and looked at Xu Zimo and his group angrily.
"I see you're unhappy, what's going on?" Xiao Guizi took out his iron rod, shouted loudly, and hit the disciple without saying a word.
Seeing the two people in the field going back and forth and starting to fight, Xu Zimo rode a Fei Mo horse towards the female disciple of the Shenri Holy Sect.
When another male disciple next to him saw this, he quickly pulled out the scimitar from behind and stood in front of the female disciple, frowning at Xu Zimo.
"Boy, don't disturb my Brother Mo's pick-up with girls." Lin Ruhu stepped hard on the saddle with both feet. He rose into the air, his fists were full of power, and he attacked the male disciple.
The male disciple drew his sword to meet Lin Ruhu, not to be outdone. He wielded a sharp scimitar and fought with Lin Ruhu.
The female disciple looked at Xu Zimo with alert eyes and her right hand slightly pressed on the hilt of the sword at her waist.
"What's your surname, girl?" Xu Zimo stepped forward and asked with a smile.
"What do you want to do?" The female disciple took two steps back on her horse and asked warily.
Xu Zimo blew a rogue whistle, clicked his tongue, and said, "Nice figure."
"It has nothing to do with you," the female disciple quickly covered her breasts and frowned even deeper.
"What is the purpose of your coming to Shili Town?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Why should I tell you?" the female disciple asked.
Xu Zimo smiled and said nothing more. The female disciple only saw an extremely fast white light flashing in front of her eyes.
After drawing the sword technique, the white sword light hit the wrist of the male disciple who was fighting Xiao Guizi at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.
The male disciple only felt a sharp pain coming from his wrist, and the long sword in his hand fell involuntarily.
Xiao Guizi's iron rod stopped only three centimeters away from the male disciple's head.
"If you don't say anything, he will die," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"You are creating conflicts. Do you want to start a war with our Divine Sun Sect?" the female disciple said with an ugly face.
"Let's start a war. Are we, the Zhenwu Holy Sect, afraid of you?" Xu Zimo said in a funny voice, "But I just don't know that your Shenri Holy Sect will really dare to go to war with us for a few insignificant disciples?"
The female disciple's expression changed slightly, her chest heaved up and down, and she finally remained silent for a while before saying, "I can tell you, but you must let my senior brother go first."
"You have no right to bargain," Xu Zimo shook his head. Xiao Guizi, who was standing by, withdrew the iron rod and kicked the male disciple in the chest.
The male disciple screamed in pain and fell directly to the ground, looking at Xu Zimo with an angry and frightened expression.
"Don't hit him, I said," the female disciple quickly replied: "The house outside Hu Yuanwai in Shili Town is haunted by ghosts. We are on a mission from the sect to help catch the ghosts."
Xu Zimo was stunned. These three people were actually on the same mission as himself. He touched his chin and said, "Interesting, it seems that Hu Yuanwai not only posted missions in Zhenwu Shengzong, but also in other sects."
When Xu Zimo completed this task in his previous life, he did not meet anyone from the Shenri Holy Sect.
It seems that he came too late in his previous life, and these people from the Shenri Holy Sect died here long ago.
Xu Zimo smiled, waved to Lin Ruhu and the others, and said, "Let's go."
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Looking at the retreating figures of Xu Zimo and the others, the male disciple's expression was gloomy and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The Hu family is the largest family in Shili Town. It is said that Mr. Hu has a huge fortune and is the richest man in this town.
Xu Zimo and the other three came to Hu's house and after following the report from their servants, not long after, they saw a middle-aged man wearing very fancy clothes walking out.
The middle-aged man wore a loose blue, green, and yellow robe, with a cyan curtain hat on his head.
His face was a little sallow, his eyes seemed to be swollen from staying up late for a long time, and he looked very haggard.
"Dear geniuses, you're finally here. I've been so scared all day long that I almost didn't see you," Hu Yuanwai said excitedly when he saw Xu Zimo and the others.
He brought the three of them to the hall. Xu Zimo smiled thoughtfully and said, "Mr. Hu is so polite."
"The three of you have come all the way and I have already prepared a meal. Let's talk while eating," Hu Yuanwai seemed to be in a bad mood, but he still said with a smile.
Xu Zimo nodded, and they were preparing to eat when suddenly a servant came in and announced that the disciples of the Shenri Holy Sect had also arrived.
"It just happened. It's fate that these geniuses can come together. I feel much more at ease now," Hu Yuanwai smiled, and then asked people to bring in the disciples of the Shenri Holy Sect.
The disciples of the Shenri Holy Sect looked at Xu Zimo and the others, and their expressions changed. The male disciple holding the sword said, "Why are you here?"
"Do the geniuses know each other?" Hu Yuanwai quickly stepped forward and explained.
Then he led everyone into the side hall, sat down at the table, and introduced each other to each other.
In the Shenri Holy Sect, the male disciple holding the sword is named Wang Tao, the male disciple carrying the scimitar is named Xing Lin, and the female disciple is named Xiao Yu.
"Tell me what happened. Your mission was not very detailed," Xing Lin looked at Mr. Hu with a normal expression and asked.
