Money String charged out, only to be smashed back by a huge spear!
Money String was shocked. "Y-you... who are you!?"
Long Aotian held his spear with his back to Money String, turning his head slightly with an icy gaze.
"Border War God, Long! Ao! Tian!"
He kicked the spear shaft, making it snap upward and fling a roof tile into a would-be ambusher.
Lu Chengwen instinctively looked back. That man had nearly broken through Hua Xuening's guard and struck him.
Long Aotian kept a straight face. "You can tell now. When it matters, you really are useless."
Lu Chengwen asked in surprise, "Senior Disciple Brother, are you... really okay using your true qi like this?"
Long Aotian snorted. "Don't compare me to the likes of you."
Long Aotian glared. "I have King's Aura! From the day I was born..."
He suddenly leaped into the air and charged into the enemy formation with his spear. "I've never been poisoned—!"
Zhao Feihuang and Zhang Jiucheng stood in the distance, both wearing grave expressions.
Zhang Jiucheng, however, looked exceedingly relaxed.
His subordinates had even set up a table nearby. He sat in a wicker chair and said, "Patriarch Zhao, have a seat."
Zhao Feihuang sat down. "Iron Rod Thirteen and his five brothers are renowned figures in the martial world. They have been in the Wumen Realm for years, and without a major job, they would never come down from the mountains. Yin Yang Two Splits is even more elusive. Rumor has it that they secretly pledged themselves to the Jiang Family long ago, but because of their terrible reputations, they cannot show themselves openly. As for that Ten Evils Evil Monk..."
Zhang Jiucheng said, "He is notorious, but his Lightness Skill is exceptional, making him incredibly difficult to capture. Someone capable