Chapter Seventy-Three: The Mysterious Flying Knife

From the location where the tent was set up, it would have taken nearly a quarter of an hour for the group of them to reach the former site of the Alliance Center.

Everyone is walking on their backs, because no one knows where the eyes of the townspeople are.

Perhaps because for such a long time, no one wanted to enter the old site, and those eyeliners also relaxed their vigilance.

Even the position of one of the eyeliners was not far from the position where Emperor Xing had been, and the eyeliner did not notice them, and when they listened closely, there were bursts of snoring.

A group of thirty-two people, under the leadership of Emperor Xing, soon touched the former site of the alliance center.

Many of them are here for the first time, and when they see the scene, the feeling of shock is beyond their comprehension.

Just like what Zhou An saw in his dream, everything he saw was ruins, but unlike the current Alliance Center, this old site seemed to not only have the ability to exist back then, but it could be clearly identified that there were still many private houses in the old site.

It's no wonder that the inhabitants of the town consider this place to be a sacred place, a place where the gods live.

When he came here, Zhou An, who was standing at the end, sighed lightly, the position he was standing in the dream was exactly where Emperor Xing was standing now, but there was no Lu Qianqiu and others on the other side.

"Everyone, from now on, cheer up your spirits, and after entering, life and death are up to heaven!"

Emperor Xing let out a low snort, and then took the lead and walked in, followed by the rest of the people.

The expressions on everyone's faces were solemn, this was different from when they didn't come here before, when they didn't arrive at the old site, no matter what the emperor said, they just listened to it in their hearts, but now that it's here, he is saying these words, and the meaning is different.

As everyone walked into the old site of the Alliance Center, faintly, the sound of a huge door slamming shut came out.

Almost subconsciously, the people who walked in front of Zhou An looked back.

It's just that there's nothing abnormal in the back, and it's the same as before.

"Elder Zhang, didn't you hear anything just now?"

Seeing that Zhou An had been looking ahead, someone asked in a low voice.

Zhou An smiled and shook his head, indicating that he hadn't heard anything.

Hearing Zhou An say this, the expressions on everyone's faces became puzzled, the voice was not small, why didn't Zhang An hear it?

It's just that doubts are doubts, and he said all that, and the people are not good at what to say.

"Be careful!"

Emperor Xing, who was walking in the front, suddenly let out a low shout, and then quickly dodged to the side.

A rusty throwing knife was flying from the depths of the old site, rapidly heading outward.

Obviously, it looked like the flying knife was flying very slowly, but in the blink of an eye, it was close, although the knife was rusty, and there were a few gaps on the side of the blade, but it was still a cold light.

The time when the flying knife came was just when everyone turned back in confusion and just wanted to turn around, but suddenly, many people began to scatter around.

Everyone's reaction was not unpleasant, only Zhou An had been facing the flying knife.

No one expected that the flying knife seemed to recognize one of the young men, and turned around with his body that had fled to the side.

The young man naturally noticed this scene, and hurriedly pinched the trick with both hands, and between his hands, an illusory lotus flower quietly appeared, blooming piece by piece.

The young man probably wanted to use this lotus flower to block the flying knife, but except for Zhou An, everyone didn't realize that the power of this flying knife would be so great, and it directly smashed the lotus flower, and then directly penetrated the young man's throat.

When the young man's body crashed to the ground, everyone present was stunned.

They had only just stepped into the former site of the Alliance Center, and they had already lost a person.

Such a result was undoubtedly a relatively big blow to everyone, because this flying knife was aimed at the young man, and if it was aimed at them, they didn't know if they could stop it.

Looking at the corpse of the young man who fell to the ground, Di Xing didn't know what to say, since he chose to come here, he had also said that he regretted it before, he could not come, but they chose to come, so they had to be mentally prepared accordingly.

This mental preparation - death!

However, this is only the beginning for them.