Chapter Ninety-Three: Conspiracy

86_86831 While Huang Botian was talking to Zhao Ruoxi, two yellow bags of dirt suddenly appeared on the ground, one large and one small, approaching at an extremely fast speed.

When the two bags collided together, the earth shook with a bang. Immediately afterward, the earth in a radius of 100 feet tumbled and shot out in all directions.

Huang Botian immediately flew back with Zhao Ruoxi, with a solemn expression. A large chunk of dirt smashed against the light mask, and there was a loud noise, and the light mask became crumbling.

He was taken aback, he didn't dare to slack off, and immediately pinched the trick continuously, outputting a pure aura and stabilizing the light mask.

"Brother Dong and Brother Guan are fighting underground, which is too dangerous, and if you are not careful, it may cause irreparable consequences. Huang Botian exclaimed.

"yes. The underground battle is not only a test of the strength of their respective immortal arts, but also the control and judgment of the escape arts, etc., which have extremely high requirements. Cao Ruxue said cautiously.

Zhao Ruoxi was already nervous and almost out of breath, and her heart was beating hard. Just looking at the violent ups and downs of the ground in the hundred zhang square circle, you can know how fierce the battle between the two people in the underground is.

Where had she seen this kind of battle between the strong before?

She was nervous, but she was more concerned about the safety of Kanto.

"Poof!"

After several consecutive sounds, the sword array suddenly sank into the ground. Immediately after, the giant python transformed by the black snake fork also swung its tail, burrowed into the ground, and joined the great battle.

Everyone present stared nervously at the ground, their eyes unblinking. Among them, none of them were proficient in the art of retreat, so they could only watch, and they could not intervene in this great battle at all.

After about a stick of incense, a blue light suddenly burst out from the splashed loess, and after flashing in the air, it suddenly turned into the figure of Kanto. However, he did not stop, and after standing in the air, he suddenly muttered something silently in his mouth, opened his mouth, and spewed out a stream of red mist, and a small spiritual sword emerged from the mist, and then pointed at the rolling ground.

The little sword vanished in an instant. The next moment, the entire ground collapsed with a "bang", rolling up a stream of earthy yellow dragons, and the momentum was very amazing.

Kanto looked unusually calm, raised his hand and slapped it, blocking in front of the dragon. But his face immediately changed greatly, and instead of stopping the dragon, this palm was hit hard, and the dragon head smashed into his chest, and just then, the clothes on his chest were completely torn, and his whole person was thrown high, and he was thrown hundreds of feet away at once.

Until this moment, the black light flashed underground, and Dong Zhili drilled out of the ground, holding the black snake fork with his right hand, his face was pale, and his eyes were spewing anger. And behind him, more than a dozen flying swords rushed out and attacked from behind him. And the flying sword that is speeding at the front, the fire is flickering, and the trajectory is the most difficult to fathom, and it is not ordinary at first glance.

Dong Zhili gritted his teeth and roared while fighting back. The sword array formed by these dozen or so flying swords is actually extremely difficult, and it is not so easy for Rao to break through the sword formation with Dong Zhili's cultivation and supernatural powers.

On the other side, after smashing the earthy yellow dragon, Kanto had already turned back, with a bit of wolf bรจi on his body, staring at Dong Zhili in the central area of the sword formation with blazing eyes, he was about to make a move.

"Brother Dong and Brother Guan, the two of you should give face to the next one, can you stop here?" Huang Botian saw the opportunity and said loudly.

Kanto turned his head and glanced at Huang Botian, hesitated slightly, and suddenly raised his hand to make a move. The dozen or so short swords dispersed with a "bang", letting go of Dong Zhili, who was temporarily trapped, turning into countless streamers, flying to Kanto's side, hovering. He looked at the opposite side with cold eyes, ready to deal with Dong Zhili's attack at any time.

"Stop for now, I have no opinion. However, if some people are still entangled, they don't mind splitting the winner when they are down. Kanto said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

From the beginning when he sacrificed more than twenty spirit swords, and now he has only withdrawn fifteen or sixteen swords, it can be seen that the rest of the spirit swords have all been destroyed by Dong Zhili. However, these ordinary spirit swords don't matter to him. In the spirit storage bag, there were at least sixty spirit swords, all of which he had obtained from the monks who had fallen into his hands, and he could afford to consume more.

Dong Zhili grabbed the three snake forks that had been broken, and his expression was extremely ugly: "Boy, don't be complacent." Even if your cultivation is indeed beyond my expectations, if you really fight to the death, I am completely sure that I will kill you. It's just that I don't want to use costly secret techniques on you. โ€

There was a faint sword mark on Dong Zhili's shoulder, which he would definitely not be able to see if he didn't look closely.

This injury was the wound caused by the last fire sword of Kanto.

He was actually injured by a monk who was one rank lower than himself, and he lost face in front of everyone. And what he said just now can only save a little face.

"Oh, is it?" said Kanto flirtatiously.

"What, don't you believe it?" Dong Zhili saw that Kanto despised himself so much, he couldn't bear it, and he was about to be furious, but was stopped by Huang Botian and others next to him.

"Ahem," Huang Botian coughed a few times in embarrassment, and said busily, "Brother Dong, you extinguish the fire." Just give face to the next one, no matter who is right or wrong, the two of you will gently expose this matter, okay?"

Kanto looked at Dong Zhili coldly, noncommittal.

Although Dong Zhili was furious, he didn't want to really use any secret techniques to deal with Kanto. In the final analysis, the two are just a battle of will, not a real conflict of interests.

"Well, since Brother Huang said so, I'll put up with it for the time being. Dong Zhili said unwillingly.

"I don't have a problem with that. Kanto smiled and landed lightly to the ground.

Just now he was unexpectedly hit by the earth dragon, and there was a faint pain in his chest, but he didn't come out, and secretly used his aura to silently breathe for a while, and only slightly relieved.

These injuries of his can't be hidden from Huang Botian and others. Therefore, in the eyes of Huang Botian and others, Kanto has a slight upper hand in this fight, but it is impossible to kill Na Dong Zhili. After all, they knew very well that Dong Zhili's words just now were by no means groundless. Any initiation monk has some means to save his life.

Actually, why is Kanto not? It's just that Kanto is not the kind of person who talks rhetorically, and many of his methods are deliberately hidden, and they will not be lightly exposed until the critical moment.

Therefore, even if there is a real fight, it is not yet known who will kill the deer.

Everyone, including Qi Tianming, couldn't help but look at Kanto Gao a little. It can be said that this battle completely dispelled their concerns about the strength of the Kanto region.

Everyone returned to the Fubo Cave, and the order of seating changed subtly. That Cao Ruxue actually took the initiative to give in, sat at the bottom of the position, and gave up her original seat to Kanto.

This is also a recognition of his strength.

Kanto only made a few symbolic concessions, then said no more, and sat down calmly. The immortal cultivation world is originally respected by strength, and he has long been accustomed to this.

"Next, let's talk about the specific arrangements for dealing with the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect this time......" Huang Botian never mentioned the battle just now, but began to talk to a few people about the specific matters of the battle with the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. While introducing several primordial spiritual cultivators of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect and the characteristics of their domesticated demon beasts, he came up with methods of restraint one by one.

From time to time, he would ask a few people present to make additions or ask for their opinions. During this period, apart from occasionally asking a key question or two, Kanto was more often silent, as if he was contemplating. However, although he was very bland, Huang Botian didn't dare to really ignore him, and asked a few questions from time to time, asking Kanto to take the initiative to explain his opinions.

I'm afraid this treatment will not be received before Kanto shows his strength.

Several people talked until nightfall, and then they each found a secret room to live in and began to meditate and practice. That Huang Botian took the initiative to take on the task of guiding Zhao Ruoxi, which made Kanto a lot easier and took more time to devote to cultivation.

On the second day, the group got together again to discuss the previous day's topic, and took the initiative to deduce it, assuming several possible contingencies.

After all, this battle is related to the survival of Taihaomen, Huang Botian did not dare to slack off at all, and in just three days, there were many more gray hairs on his head.

Kanto even secretly guessed that if he continued to think about it like this, I was afraid that this Huang Botian's longevity would be lost