Chapter 42: The Assassination of Miyun

Zong Shou smiled coldly, choosing the disgraceful way of ambushing and assassinating, and his skills were not as good as people to die. If this Qi Xiao's division commander still wants to have face, he should never come to look for him.

But if you think about it carefully, in this era, the God Emperor has not yet appeared. All the five continents and sixteen islands in the cloud realm are bloody killings and endless battles. As long as you don't like people, you can draw a knife, and if you like something, you can grab it. The strong can dominate everything, and a big fist is the truth. Except for those big sects that claim to be famous and upright, who will tell you what rules?

It is only when the God Emperor rules the ten worlds and sets the rules and regulations of etiquette, and the martial cultivators of later generations will be restrained.

However, the spirit master of the Yang Realm in the Cloud Realm of Middle Earth, for a while, it is indeed difficult to find revenge and come to the east of the cloud land.

However, it is quite a headache who this person is instructed by. There are too many people who could have arranged an ambush for him.

If you think about it carefully, your identity is really full of enemies-

Secretly smiling bitterly, Zong Shou swept the matter over and looked Yin Yang up and down: "How is the injury? How many people died over there?"

Bi Xue'er was more seriously injured, with more than a dozen blood marks, some of which were still oozing blood. However, Yin Yang's spirit is extremely strong, as if he is fine.

Yin Yang really brushed his injuries past him, and frowned slightly: "There are a total of twelve people, and all of them have been killed! Cher and I captured three of them, but none of them survived. There was also a secret martial artist who escaped, and I couldn't catch up. ”

Zong Shou sighed, but fortunately, when he asked, he had lost hope. Then he turned his head and looked carefully in the direction beyond the dense forest: "Then what about our losses?"

Speaking of losses, Yin Yang's two thick lying silkworm eyebrows were almost tangled in one place. His face was full of bitterness, and when he spoke, he was still concise: "The loss is great!"

It wasn't until Zong Shou was carried by Chu Xue and returned to the avenue that he knew that Yin Yang's sentence had a great loss, what kind of ** it was.

Of the sixteen horsemen who stepped on the clouds, four died, and the rest were all slightly injured. Thankfully, the horses were running in front and didn't take much of the impact.

And the cloud-turning car also completely changed its shape, smashing a huge pit in the ground.

But the car is really sturdy, and it's all made of stainless steel. The cloud-turning car, which was ten zhang long and weighed as much as 50,000 catties, was overturned to a height of thirty zhang and fell. It didn't fall apart, but the steel plate of the body was a little twisted.

It can be imagined how strong this cloud turning car is.

Zong Shou wants to cry without tears, in this era, each horse stepping on the cloud is worth about 100,000 taels of silver. And a cloud-turning car built by a spirit forging master may not be able to buy a million taels.

"Blow up 50,000 catties of iron lumps and fly out of 30 zhang! How many flame bursting charms did these guys use?"

Zong Shou first looked at the side, the huge pit in the middle of the road, with a radius of fifty zhang. Fortunately, it was the spirit array on the chassis of the Cloud Turning Car, which offset most of it. Otherwise, the impact alone would be enough to shock him and Yin Yang to death in the body.

Naturally, they can leave their surnames, and it is not those who show mercy. It's just that once the number of flame bursting talismans is exceeded, or if they are replaced with other high-level talismans, it will most likely cause a wave of psionic energy. Yin Yang, who was sitting in front of him, would definitely have a sense.

What's worse is that this is probably just a temptation from those people. Most of them just want to see what Zong Weiran will do, who are still standing behind him, and how will he react afterwards?

If it is an innate martial cultivator, or a night wandering realm spirit master will take action personally. In this battle, they can only wait for death.

walked around his cloud-turning car again, and Zong Shou breathed a sigh of relief.

The entire spirit array was not damaged much, and only needed a little repair before it could continue to drive. At least it won't be a problem to get to Ohara Castle. The steel and craftsmen produced there were enough to restore the car temporarily.

Immediately, he felt pain in his flesh, and the beast crystals he was carrying on his body were not much. Fortunately, this time, a lot was added from Qi Xiao. The total value is about 500,000 pieces of silver.

There is also the third-order Cold Dark Tiger, this soul beast alone is worth three times that of the Cloud Turning Vehicle.

This time, he finally didn't lose home.

"That's right!"

Zong Shou suddenly remembered something, turned around, and continued the topic that had been interrupted earlier: "Yin Yang, remember that before, my father had set a fiancée for me?

Xuanshan City, named City, is actually a country. It is built on the Xuanshan Mountain, with a radius of more than 50 miles.

Thousands of miles nearby, all the large and small human towns are under its jurisdiction, and their influence is even wider than the three provinces. And its city lord is also a half-demon vein.

In Zong Shou's memory, this person's strength seems to be only inferior to that of Qiantian Mountain. It is even more with Zong Weiran, and the intersection is irreversible.

When Yin Yang heard this, he shook his head again with a gloomy face: "Shizi, that Xuanshan City, it's better not to count on it." It is said that the princess of Xuanshan City has always opposed this marriage. Recently, even his father and mother have an ambiguous attitude. Over the years, if you don't care about the son, you can know a thing or two——"

Zong Shou only felt relaxed, and even those losses of Fang Cai did not feel so heartbroken.

What he is most tired of is this kind of unclear involvement.

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It took an hour to repair the spirit array of the cloud-turning car. And all the traces of the battle here are sorted out a little. When Yin Yang drove forward again, it was already an hour and a half later.

And just as the carriage, which had been broken to the point of disappearance, disappeared at the end of the road. Two figures, one after the other, suddenly rushed from a distance.

One is nearly mid-aged, and the other is a young man, and his face is hidden in the rain and he can't see clearly. There are only two red palm marks on the left and right, which are clearly visible.

"Who the hell is this, the murder that was set up?"

Carefully examining the surroundings, Feng Xiao's face showed a thoughtful expression: "At this time, the heavy rain is pouring, and it is the time when the spiritual energy of the water system is in full bloom. To blast out such a pit, it took at least fifty high-level flame bursting charms—"

Then look around, those branches and leaves of the trees that were swept away and discounted by the sword qi fist wind. Feng Xiao's eyes shrank slightly: "There are at least four secret martial artists, who have been fighting here for a quarter of an hour! Two of them have died! In addition, there should be a spirit master!"

Zong Ling had already known that this Feng Xiao was experienced, and he was still slightly surprised at this time. But the next moment, there was another sneer: "Who the ghost knows? There are too many people who want my cousin to die, and there are many people who want to protect him." In short, it can't be our manpower!"

Feng Xiao shook his head, his body was like a ghost, shuttling into the dense forest. Half an hour later, he stepped out again.

But that face was a little pale: "The spirit master who made the move has reached the peak of soul viewing." If there is no mistake, this person is most likely that Qi Xiao. In my opinion, this battle should be within ten breaths, a sword is deadly, piercing the brain!"

"Qi Xiao, I heard that this person had a good relationship with Zong Yang in the past and was a friend. However, this person also has some friendship with the people of Flame Mountain. It can be guessed that the Flame Mountain is to blame, or maybe Zong Yang deliberately did this, using this person's identity to confuse the public-"

Zong Ling muttered in a low voice for a moment, then suddenly woke up again, and finally realized the true center of gravity in Feng Xiao's words. His expression also changed.

"Did you just say that within ten breaths, a sword is fatal, piercing the brain marrow? The person who shot is an innate powerhouse? Aren't all those who secretly protect my cousin already being targeted? Where did this person come from?"

Feng Xiao shook his head slightly: "I don't know what the situation is! I only know that killing a soul realm spirit master with a single sword is extremely difficult for even an innate martial artist." This situation is really a bit weird! That sect guards around, and the strength is only a little beyond our imagination. If we have to do it ourselves, I'm afraid we'll have to add some more people—"

Between the words, there was a sense of contemplation.

The changes at the foot of Danling Mountain, as well as the situation here today, all of these things are disturbing.