The edge of the jungle.

Youzhou Wei's infantry and cavalry soldiers were almost killed and wounded, the cars were scattered, and the corpses were scattered all over the ground, and the battle was tragic.

And those green-robed men who belonged to the Jianghu sect also lost most of them, and the rest gathered around the flag car.

On the wheels of the gorgeous flag car, five or six young women in military uniforms stood with swords on their faces.

In the carriage, the girl who was called the third lady by everyone was pale, and her jade hands were tightly pinched together, showing the tension in her heart.

And her two attendants were huddled in a ball, huddled in the corner of the carriage, trembling all over.

"Miss, are we going to die......" said the two maids with a crying voice.

The girl glanced at them, pretended to be calm, and scolded, "Is it really that terrible? Look at your timid mouse!"

"Now someone has dragged those thieves, and when Daddy sends the army to Youzhou City, they will definitely be unable to escape......"

Let's not talk about whether the so-called Youzhou City army can arrive in time, and even if it comes, what can it do?

In the face of a monk with a means to the sky, how can a mortal body resist......

The convoy is not far away.

A man and a woman were surrounded by black-robed monks.

The man is a little fat man about twenty years old, with a wide waist and a fat body, and a pair of squinting eyes on his fleshy face, which is very funny.

At this time, he was in a mess, as if he had been injured a lot, and there was undried blood at the corner of his mouth.

And behind the little fat man is a girl who is a little younger, with red lips and white teeth, and a lovely face.

Although the appearance is not very amazing, it is also dignified and beautiful, quite a bit of small jasper.

The girl also looked injured, but the injuries were much more minor than those of the little fat man.

"What a hell of a thing, two things who don't know how to live or die, and they still want to stop me from doing things in the bloody way?"

The black-robed monk in the lead, his tone was full of sarcasm.

The little fat man gritted his teeth and said, "As a monk, don't you feel ashamed to make a move on mortals?"

"Shame, this is the funniest thing I've ever heard!" the black-robed man in the lead smiled coldly, "A guy with a seventh-level cultivation in the Qi refining period is quite good at speaking out!"

Another black-robed man echoed: "That is, this kid still wants to be a hero, but it's a pity that such a little girl wants to die with him......

"Who said that?"

Suddenly, a voice rang out.

With the words, in the dense forest, a young man in a green shirt walked out slowly.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

The black-robed man in the lead took a few steps forward, his face wary.

When he took a closer look at the young man, he found that the other party actually had a ninth-level cultivation in the Qi refining period, and he couldn't help but condense.

Among the people present, except for the black-robed man who was in the lead, was a ninth-level cultivator in the Qi Refining Period, the remaining three black-robed people were only at the seventh level of the Qi Refining Period.

At the moment, a monk with a cultivation equivalent to him suddenly appeared, which naturally made him extremely vigilant.

The young man smiled slightly, and said, "It's just a casual cultivation here, passing by here, you don't need to care!"

This person is naturally desolate, he has actually arrived a long time ago, but he has been secretly observing.

After several perils at the beginning, he is now much more cautious.

Hidden from the side and peeking for a long time, he dared to show up when he found that there was no other situation.

Moreover, he hid his true cultivation and only showed strength equivalent to the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Period.

Naturally, no one can see through these people in front of them.

"Since Your Excellency is just passing by, please leave quickly! Otherwise, when my Bloody Sect elders arrive, it will not be so easy for Your Excellency to leave!"

Knowing the identity of the desolate loose cultivator, the black-robed man in the lead secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But because of the former's cultivation realm, he didn't want to provoke the other party.

Therefore, there is a hint of threat in the words, wanting to force away the wilderness and save a trouble.

Huang Wudao pointed to the two monks in the field, a man and a woman, with a smile on his face, and said slightly:

"As long as Daoist friends hand over those two people to me to take away together, I will naturally not interfere with the affairs of a few Daoist friends!"

The black-robed man in the lead frowned and said, "Your Excellency knows these two people?"

"I don't know each other......" Huang Wudao shook his head slightly.

"Since you don't know each other, is it possible that Your Excellency wants to be nosy?"

The black-robed man in the lead spoke in a bad tone, and a hint of anger faintly rose on his face.

"How? Isn't it?"

Listening to the calm and breezy words of the desolate and unenlightened people, the black-robed man in the lead could no longer hide his anger.

"Then you will die!"

I saw that he suddenly attacked, and with a wave of his hand, the dark soul chasing cone shot towards the desolate road.

"Alas, why die!" said the absurdity.

Then he raised his hand slightly, and made a move against the flying soul chasing cone, and the cone-shaped magic weapon paused for a moment, and it was difficult to move forward a bit.

"What's going on!?"

The black-robed man in the lead exclaimed, he found that his magic weapon was uncontrollable.

"Daoyou's magic weapon is good, borrow it for the next time!"

Huang Wudao took the soul-chasing cone into his palm, and turned it upside down, teasing him.

He used his powerful divine sense to directly and forcibly cut off the control of the leading black-robed man over the magic weapon.

At the same time, he casually erased the divine consciousness mark attached to the magic weapon.

This kind of method is naturally easy for him, who has now returned to the peak of the Yuan Realm.

And the few black-robed people in front of him were only cultivators in the Qi refining period, and they were not just rubbed and rounded by a barren way.

There was a big difference between the Qi refining period and the foundation building period, and it was not at the same level at all.

If these people were monks in the foundation building period, they might be able to fight against the wilderness.

"Who are you?"

Several black-robed people could hardly maintain their composure, and their faces were frightened.

"I'm afraid that only Lord Yama can answer this question......"

Huang Wudao sneered, his heart moved slightly, and the soul chasing cone turned into a black light and swept forward.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Three blood mist burst out in a row.

Then, the soul chasing cone returned to the side of the desolate road, dripping and turning.

At a glance, behind the black-robed man in the lead, the other three black-robed people snorted and fell to the ground one after another.

The black-robed man in the lead was resolute, and almost at that moment, he turned his head and wanted to escape.

The body of the desolate Dao did not move, and with a flick of his fingers, a trace of white light shot out.

"Poof!"

The black-robed man in the lead had a blood line on his forehead, but his body fell to the ground due to inertia.

To death he still had a frightened look on his face, but it was frozen forever.

At this moment, the white light also appeared in its original form, a silver needle that emitted a slight chill.

This cold spirit needle was obtained from the hands of the two bad people in Huoshan, and it was really a sneak attack weapon that killed people invisibly.

Huang Wudao's face indifferently withdrew the cold spirit needle, and his heart was not shocked.

It's a battle of great disparity, and there's nothing to be proud of.

As for why he acted righteously, it was naturally not a flood of sympathy, but his own considerations.