The "Thirteen Guards of the Black Blood" are like monsters that don't know how to retreat, and they want to get rid of their entanglement, and there is no other way than to kill.

Yunzhi and the "Wanfang Pavilion" have no grievances, although this time they came to make trouble at the order of the little sect master, but so far, no one has been killed.

But that's no longer the case!

These thirteen creatures are not like humans, their bodies are as hard as steel, and their hands exude a pungent smell, which obviously contains great poison.

In the past, Yunzhi suffered a big loss because of poisoning, and she didn't want to go through the same thing a second time.

"I'll just say it once, if you don't stop them, don't blame me for being a killer!"

Yunzhi's bare hand was already pressed on the hilt of the sword, and a pair of eyes exuded a cold light.

Ye Wuji, who was watching the battle, and Deacon Ye, the man in white, were very helpless.

They wanted to stop the battle, but once the "Black Blood Thirteen Guards" made a move, it was difficult to calm them down.

"In that case, then don't blame me!"

Yunzhi let out a cold snort in his mouth, and the "Falling Rain Sword" in his hand flashed with cold light, like a giant dragon going out to sea, with magnificent momentum!

The sword qi was as if it had torn apart the air in an instant!

"Poof—"

Black blood gushed out.

Kill ten people with one sword!

Ten human heads dripped to the ground like leather balls.

The other three, although not dead, were cut in half and lost the ability to fight.

The sword was returned to the sheath, and Yunzhi let out a sigh of relief.

Glancing coldly at the half-wriggling black-blooded dead guard on the ground, for some reason, Yunzhi's mind flashed those soldiers who had been killed by Dongfang Xiuzhe's talisman seal.

"These guys, they're not going to regroup into new monsters, are they?"

Thinking so in his heart, Yun Zhi really didn't dare to be careless, although the sword was in the sheath, his eyes were full of vigilance.

Ye Wuji and that Deacon Ye. I was already scared stupid, standing motionless on the spot.

This woman's strength is too terrifying, what kind of monster is she?

The power of the sword just now has completely defeated the bottom line of defense in the hearts of the two!

"It seems that I am overthinking!"

Seeing that the corpse that was killed on the ground did not react much, Yunzhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, the last opponent she wants to face is someone as mysterious, weird, and unfathomable as the little sect master!

Yunzhi had been fortunate more than once that Dongfang Xiuzhe was her sect master, not her enemy!

Keep your head up. Looking at the two people who were standing stupidly like wood carvings, Yun Zhi said lightly: "Are you taking me to find Ye Wentian, or will I solve the two of you, and then slowly force Ye Wentian to come out by himself?"

Ye Wuji and Deacon Ye's bodies trembled, and both of them stared at the woman in front of them with frightened eyes, without speaking, and they didn't dare to move.

They were completely convinced that if the woman in front of them wanted to kill them, it would definitely be very simple!

For the fear that the two of them revealed. Naturally, she couldn't escape Yunzhi's eyes, she walked towards the two of them, but halfway through, she stopped again.

"Since it's here. Why don't you show up?"

Raising his head, Yunzhi looked to one place.

The figure flashed, and a middle-aged man appeared in the middle of the field, when he saw the black blood dead guard who had been killed. His brows furrowed tightly, and he looked up at Yunzhi's eyes, which were extremely complicated!

"Presumably you are the head of the 'Wanfang Pavilion', right?"

Watching the visitors. Yunzhi said quietly.

The person who came was Ye Wentian, who originally thought that he could put the invaders in place by dispatching the "Black Blood Thirteen Guards", but he didn't expect this result.

If it weren't for the danger of his son, he really didn't want to face this powerful woman with unknown intentions!

"Your Excellency broke into my mansion, what kind of grudge do you have?"

Ye Wentian asked with a frown, thinking of various ways to deal with it in his mind.

"There is no grudge, I am only here to send a letter to my son-in-law!"

Yunzhi stood proudly, now that she saw the main master, she didn't plan to toss anymore, and directly explained her intentions.

"What letter?" Ye Wentian's eyes flickered.

Yun Zhi flicked his wrist and threw over the letter that the little sect master had specially explained.

Ye Wentian stretched out his hand to take it, but he didn't dare to open it for a long time, for fear that there was a mystery in this letter.

"The letter has been delivered, so I will take my leave!"

Yunzhi didn't want to stay in this place for a long time, and as soon as he turned around, he was ready to leave.

At this time, Ye Wentian was in a very conflicted mood, he wanted to stop this woman who was making a big fuss in the mansion, but he didn't want things to continue to deteriorate.

Finally, his gaze fell on the letter in his hand.

What's in it, and is it poisonous?

With hesitation and mixed feelings, he cautiously opened the letter, and inside it was a blank piece of paper.

"Your Excellency, what do you mean by that?"

While the woman hadn't gone far, Ye Wentian hurriedly shouted.

Yunzhi turned around and glanced at the white paper in Ye Wentian's hand, and was about to speak, when something strange suddenly happened......

Dongfang Xiuzhe ignored the soldiers who came over, his eyes focused on the strange sedan chair, and the curiosity in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"Who the hell could be inside, how could there be energy fluctuations that I am familiar with?"

Dongfang Xiuzhe was thoughtful, but he couldn't think of who was the owner of the energy fluctuation?

"Lord Zuo Siwei has arrived, and he is ahead of him!"

The soldiers had already approached, and many pedestrians had retreated to the sides of the road, looking at the manido of the Zuo Siwei.

"Who is Lord Zuo Siwei, why is it such a big shelf?"

"Shhh, be quiet, don't want to live, be careful to punish you on the spot according to a crime!"

"It's so strange that a sedan chair is so tightly closed, it feels like a coffin, it's so terrifying!"

"I've heard that this Lord Zuo Siwei is very mysterious, and no one in the outside world has seen his true face. ”

“......”

Pedestrians on both sides of the road exchanged their heads and ears, but when the dark sedan chair got closer and closer, everyone kept their mouths shut.

"Hey, the little ghost in front, get out of the way quickly, you dare to block the way of Lord Zuo Siwei, you don't want to live, do you?"

A soldier spotted Dongfang Xiuzhe, although he was surprised why this young man would ride a pig out of the house, but his duty was there. He still rebuked.

The Pig King carried Dongfang Xiuzhe and still walked forward gently, whether it was a beast or a human, all ignoring the soldiers in front of him.

"Little ghost, hurry up and get out of the way, you collided with Lord Zuo Siwei, and you should be punished for your crime!"

The soldier, flashing his weapon, raised his voice again.

At the same time, other soldiers found out about the situation. They all came over.

The atmosphere on the avenue suddenly became tense.

The pedestrians on both sides of the road who watched the sedan chair all shifted their attention to the boy riding the pig at this moment.

At this time, Dongfang Xiuzhe completely ignored the strange gaze focused on himself, and he was thinking about a question at the moment:

Should the soldiers be saluted first, or should the soldiers be saluted first?

"Bold! give you one last chance, get out of the way!"

The soldier who opened the way ran to the young man in a panic. Holding the weapon in his hand high, he issued an ultimatum.

Their panic is not because of this young man, nor because of the pig that the young man is riding, but because if they can't deal with this matter, they are afraid that all of them will suffer!

Lord Zuo Siwei has a strange temper. Often because of a small thing, there will be a killing spree!

For the threat of these soldiers in front of him, Dongfang Xiuzhe didn't pay attention to it at all, but he was more concerned about the black-blooded dead guards around the sedan chair!

"It's a strange feeling. Although they are still alive, they are like the walking dead, and their skin is strange. Is it because of some kind of exercise, or because of taking some kind of medicine......"

Dongfang Xiuzhe muttered to himself, even thinking in his mind, wait a while and study it closely.

"This person has bad intentions, take it!"

The soldiers who opened the way were no longer polite, and were happy with the weapons in their hands, and attacked.

There is a good saying: shoot a man before a horse!

The soldiers all marched in unison towards the Pig King.

Just when everyone thought that the fat pig was about to die on the spot, an unexpected scene appeared.

The pig king's body swelled suddenly, and the weapon slashed at it, and it was bounced back.

Not only that, but the fleshy thorns that were like spears directly launched a counterattack.

These soldiers, who did not expect such a change, were immediately wounded dozens of people.

In an instant, the scene was in chaos!

Dongfang Xiuzhe stood up suddenly, and was about to jump up from the pig's back, when at this moment, a strange feeling came into his mind.

"Oh, has Yunzhi already delivered the letter?"

The corners of his mouth curved a little, and Dongfang Xiuzhe's face showed an unfathomable expression.

How could he know about Yunzhi's side?

You know, Yunzhi didn't have any contract with him.

At this time, Yunzhi stared at Ye Wentian's hands in a daze, to be exact, the blank paper in his hands.

"What's going on?"

Her mind was full of questions.

"How so?"

Ye Wentian was startled and hurriedly threw out the blank letter in his hand.

I saw that this white paper actually burned naturally, and not only that, but it also emitted a strange light.

"Poof~"

With a bang, the white paper that was still burning suddenly turned into a large cloud of white smoke.

Immediately after, an evil voice suddenly sounded out of the white smoke.

"Yunzhi, you have finally completed the task, sue me, how many people have you killed?"

Yun Zhi was all too familiar with this voice, and her eyes widened wide, staring at the white smoke in disbelief.

"Why, can't you even hear me?"

The white smoke gradually dissipated, and the figure of a young man appeared in front of several people.

This young man is none other than Dongfang Xiuzhe!

Seeing that his little sect master actually appeared in such a strange way, Yun Zhi was so shocked that his mouth opened wide, his mind was in chaos, and he couldn't say a word.

Shouldn't Dongfang Xiuzhe go to the "Heavenly Forest", why did he suddenly appear here?

In fact, what appears here is just a phantom clone.

"You are the head of the 'Wanfang Pavilion', you dare to send someone to assassinate me, can I understand that this means that you are writing a war against me?"

The phantom clone stretched out his hand and pointed at Ye Wentian in a stunned state. (To be continued......)