In Secret Valley Cave, Black-faced Fiend, who was sitting on the stone throne, suddenly shuddered.
An inexplicable sense of crisis suddenly emerged in his heart!
The bandit leader put down the wine glass in his hand in surprise and took a picture of a bronze mirror.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
A sturdy man sitting next to him asked doubtfully, "Did something happen?"
Black-faced Fiend forced a smile, "It's okay, I'll take a look at the situation outside."
Black-faced Fiend is not his real name, but a nickname called by others, which he then uses as his signature.
This is actually quite normal. Most of the monks who fall into disgrace use pseudonyms or nicknames.
Black-faced Fiend was named for his ruthless face and murderous heart. Relying on this reputation, he recruited a group of down-and-out Rogue Cultivator to gather in Xiaoshan Forest and start a business of robbing merchants and travelers.
It's quite moist.
But Black-faced Fiend knows very well that it is impossible to do this kind of business for a lifetime. If a powerful sect disciple suddenly comes one day, he may wipe them all out with just a finger.
In order to save his life, Black-faced Fiend spent most of the looted wealth on the layout of his lair.
He just brought it over, and it was Mandarin Duck Mirror inside Mandarin Duck Mirror.
The matching Mandarin Duck Mirror is placed outside the cave, so that even when the cave abode portal is closed, the situation outside can be monitored at any time to prevent sneak attacks by others.
When he injected mana, this valuable Mandarin Duck Mirror immediately showed the image seen by Mandarin Duck Mirror.
Then Black-faced Fiend was shocked to see a hand rapidly expanding from far to near in the screen, and then the screen went "black"!
"Oops!"
The bandit leader suddenly felt that something was wrong. He jumped up suddenly and shouted, "Enemy attack!"
Not only was there something wrong with Mandarin Duck Mirror, but the magic circle arranged at the entrance of the cave was also touched!
boom!
Black-faced Fiend As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding bandits had not yet reacted. They only heard an earth-shattering roar coming from the entrance of the cave, and countless gravels flew in all directions.
The stone door, which was used to seal the cave, was three feet thick and was blessed with magic spells. It was unexpectedly broken through by someone from the outside!
A tall and burly figure flashed in and rushed into the middle of the bandits in a breath.
Black-faced Fiend roared, "Kill him!"
At the same time, the bandit leader flew back, grabbed two Talismanss with both hands, and slapped them on himself.
Black-faced Fiend knew very well that the enemy who broke into the door was no small matter, and he and the others were no match for him.
As the saying goes, a dead Daoist friend is not a poor Daoist. He is not the boss to protect his younger brothers from disasters.
On the contrary, as long as the younger brother can buy him three breaths of time, he will be sure to escape.
Although it is a pity to lose the old nest that has been operated for a long time, it is better than losing one's life!
Black-faced Fiend has a clear mind and clear calculations, and his speed and method of response are almost impeccable.
However, the moment he inspired Talismans to bless himself, he heard a shout in his ears.
"Sure!"
Black-faced Fiend couldn't help but tremble, his whole body seemed to be stuck in solidified mud, and he couldn't move.
Body Immobilization Technique!
At this moment, Black-faced Fiend was truly desperate.
He is a monk of eighth level of Qi Condensation. Under normal circumstances, even quasi-Purple Mansion cultivator of peak Qi Condensation cannot use this move Law Technique to restrict his actions.
The other party is the real Purple Mansion monk!
Then Black-faced Fiend stood motionless and watched helplessly as the man waved a fine copper whistle stick, causing a bloody storm among his men.
With one blow of the stick, the flesh and blood of five or six bandits burst out, and their broken limbs flew everywhere!
These bandits are all Qi Condensation cultivator, with low cultivation levels of the second and third levels, and high cultivation levels of four and five levels. However, there is no difference under the opponent's copper stick, and they cannot resist a single blow.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A Tuan Tuan blood mist exploded, and more than a dozen of the bandits were killed in an instant.
"Ah!"
The remaining bandits howled in terror. They completely lost the courage to fight and fled in a hurry, wishing they had more legs.
Clang!
The next moment, the bright Sword Light instantly illuminated the entire cave.
Flashes of light appeared one after another, and heads rose into the sky, making the diffuse blood even thicker!
All the fleeing bandits were killed, and only a few who were clever or timid survived by lying on the ground shivering.
After the flying sword killed all the enemies, it turned back and hovered over the head of Black-faced Fiend.
The bandit leader's whole body relaxed, his restraint force was gone, and he knelt down involuntarily.
"Sir, please spare my life!"
It was impossible to resist, and the faster he would die, the more miserable he would be. Under absolute power, any conspiracy and conspiracy would be just a joke, and he had no money to gamble.
Black-faced Fiend I just hope that I can be useful to others and live just one more moment.
Wang Chen smiled and recalled the flying sword.
He sat down on the stone seat next to him and said to Black-faced Fiend who was kneeling on the ground, "I'll ask you an answer, do you understand?"
The lair of this group of bandits is quite interesting. They hollowed out the mountainside and built a large cave abode. The inside is well planned and the Spiritual Qi is obviously more abundant than the outside world.
Wang Chen If it were still Rogue Cultivator, it would be a good idea to occupy this place for cultivation.
Of course, he definitely doesn't care about it now.
"I understand!"
Black-faced Fiend kowtowed repeatedly, his dark face full of fear.
His face was the most obvious identifier, allowing Wang Chen to easily identify the leader of this group of bandits.
Wang Chen waved his hand and placed a mana restriction around the two of them.
He asked directly, "I want to find Profound Meaning Daoist, is there anything you can do?"
Black-faced Fiend was stunned for a moment. "Profound Meaning Daoist?"
Of course he knew who Profound Meaning Daoist was, but he never expected that Wang Chen would come to find Profound Meaning Daoist after he kicked his lair and killed subordinates like him!
Black-faced Fiend replied tremblingly, "Xiao, Xiaoxiu doesn't know where Profound Meaning Daoist is."
"Yeah."
Wang Chen nodded. "That means you are useless?"
He raised his right hand, his index and middle fingers together to form Sword Finger, and golden light shone from his fingertips.
Black-faced Fiend felt a stinging pain between his brows, as if a sharp blade was about to pierce his brain, and he couldn't help but be horrified. "Sir, spare my life, I know who can contact Profound Meaning Daoist!"
Intuition told the bandit leader that Wang Chen really wanted to kill him, rather than deliberately intimidating him.
Wang Chen took back his hand. "Say."
Black-faced Fiend lowered his head. "Carefree Wanderer, he has a very good relationship with Profound Meaning Daoist. The villain knows where he lives in seclusion. Please take Xiu there to find him now."
Wang Chen smiled.
He turned his palm into a sword and slashed at the bandit leader from the air.
"Ah!"
With a scream, a bloody arm fell to the ground.
"Lying."
Wang Chen said calmly, "I will give you one last chance."
"Next time, it won't be your arm that falls off!"