"My life is at stake, so how can I rest assured?"
Xu Yi seemed to have heard nothing, with a sad look on his face.
Although this expression is 80% fake, 20% is true.
He was really depressed. When he first arrived in Guibao Land, he didn't want to recruit anyone or provoke anyone. Misfortunes came from the sky, and he was hit by such an unlucky evil poison first.
Zhang Fengcheng wished he could chop Xu Yi in half with one palm. He had never thought of killing them with his soul thoughts. The Xiqin Sect disciples who could be killed were not only twenty but eighteen, and they all received extremely strong soul thoughts blessings.
Not only did the soul attack fail to work, but it actually alerted the enemy and forced the nagging ghost to go to extremes.
He was about to be persuaded, his brows knitted together, he glanced to the northwest, his body swayed, and he rushed towards Xu Yi, shouting, "It is better to capture alive than to surrender."
The resentment in my heart reached the extreme, and I never thought that at this moment, someone would actually come looking for me. The appeasement strategy I had conceived before would not work now.
Zhang Fengcheng just moved. The black and white young men moved at the same time. The three of them blocked three sides and came towards Xu Yi to encircle them.
Since the priority was to capture alive, Zhang Fengcheng and all three of them wanted to activate the brutal Killing Intent, and the idea was to capture him at close range.
The so-called "prefer death rather than indulgence" is just to intimidate Xu Yi not to fight back violently, hoping to take chances.
After all, the visitor was approaching, and there was no time left for Zhang Fengcheng to kill and collect the soul.
Xu Yi was always on the highest level of vigilance. As soon as Zhang Fengcheng finished speaking, he understood clearly. He cursed and had a panicked look on his face. Return to Origin Steps pushed forward and hit the white-faced young man to the west.
"Seeking death!"
The white-faced young man shouted loudly, "Dragon Lock Bone Fist."
The arms suddenly became weak and boneless, turning into two long soft dragons, twisting towards Xu Yi.
In short-hand combat, this move is a superb move to capture the opponent alive.
Unexpectedly, Xu Yi did not dodge or dodge, allowing the white-faced young man to wrap his arms around his shoulders.
Pushed by the undefeated life, the white-faced young man intuitively wrapped his arms around a piece of hard iron. The next moment, he saw the chatty little thief holding a sharp horn and stabbing him in the chest.
He sneered in his heart, "I've been guarding against this move of yours for a long time, but I want to see what kind of magic weapon can break through someone's soul suit." At the same time, his arms changed from twisting to twining, and it only took a moment to twine, which was enough for A Shui and Elder Zhang to come over.
Unexpectedly, before his arms could exert any force, he felt a pain in his chest. The sharp corners easily broke through the cassock and penetrated into his flesh, just like piercing a yuba.
In another moment, he Dazhui Acupoint tightened and lost control of his whole body.
"If you dare to move even a little bit, this person will die."
Xu Yi grabbed the white-faced young man, Coral Horn in his hand shook slightly, and looked like he was about to pierce the white-faced young man's heart at any time.
"A Qing!"
"Little thief, you are looking for death."
The dark-faced young man's eyes were about to burst, and Zhang Fengcheng was dumbfounded.
Everything in front of me was so subversive.
They had the idea of capturing him alive. It was not a sudden thought. In fact, among the Xiqin Sect, they had killed so many Liquid Condensation Realm strong men, but none of them could break through the Soul Clothes.
Even the Xiqin Sect leader Liu Shigu, whose ghost was taken away by Zhang Fengcheng, does not have such strength.
What kind of treasure is that broken horn?
When the thought came to this, Zhang Fengcheng was frightened and angry, and his heart became full of fire again.
However, the heat just started, and the figure rushing from the sky was like a ladle of ice water, completely extinguishing the fire in his heart.
"Sure enough, there are still remnants of the Xiqin Sect, Lu Yan, and Zhang Mo. I won't take them down yet."
The one who surged ahead was Middle-aged Taoist Nun, with a cold face and a voice as cold as ice. He completely ignored the chaos in the field. With one sound, a girl in red jumped out from behind, and Young Master in White, both holding Green Sword, were about to spread their swords on the spot.
Zhang Fengcheng was furious, "Fellow Daoist, what are you doing? Didn't you see that our Black Water Temple has captured the thief? Now you want to take advantage of the situation, Black Stone Monastery is really afraid of the Tingyu Pavilion!" After he shouted, a foot-long knife suddenly appeared in his palm. The blade was black and there was a light green pattern on the handle. It was Law Pattern.
The black knife swung in the air, and a fierce sword energy cut across the sky, forming a barrier and forcing the girl in red, Young Master in White, to fly back quickly.
Middle-aged Taoist Nun said coldly, "Zhang Tiesuo, poor nun, I see you are getting better and better as you live, so you are really capable of attacking the juniors! You are a broken sword. If you want to show off your power, you should ask the poor nun first. Worldly Dust-Wiping Fly Whisk." Suddenly there was a silver whisk in the palm of my hand. The dust threads were extremely long, twisted and twisted, forming a thick lump. A green Law Pattern was clearly revealed on the wooden handle of the whisk.
"I actually let you refine it."
Zhang Fengcheng suddenly darkened his face, and his fighting spirit was greatly reduced, "Could it be that Fellow Daoist He wants to confuse right and wrong? It's obvious that you want to seize food from the tiger's mouth. I, Black Stone Monastery, have already captured this thief, but it's you, Fellow Daoist He, who wants to take advantage of the situation."
"It's a joke, this is how you Black Stone Monastery capture people."
Middle-aged Taoist Nun pointed at Xu Yi, with a playful smile on his hard face.
Zhang Fengcheng was completely speechless. Although he knew he would capture Xu Yi, in front of him it was actually his Black Stone Monastery who was captured by Xu Yi.
At this moment, there was movement in the dense forest in the east. In the next moment, Zhang Fengcheng raised his eyes and looked north again.
Within ten breaths, people appeared from east, west, north and south. This place was like a huge magnet, attracting ferromagnets from all directions and converging towards it.
"Old thief Yan, you damn cloth seller!"
Zhang Fengcheng gritted his teeth and cursed.
Even now, he still doesn't understand why Yan Wuji must have leaked the secret, otherwise how could so many people come suddenly.
Yan Wuji was born in a business trip, and before becoming a Daoist, he did a cloth selling business. He was the most profitable and the best trader. Zhang Fengcheng took this point in mind and decisively traded Soul Sensing Realm's soul to him.
Unexpectedly, Yan Wuji was constantly seeking profit, and in a blink of an eye, he took the news that the last remnant of the Xiqin Sect was here and made a big deal.
This time, all parties are encircling and suppressing Xiqin Sect. In addition to coveting the accumulated wealth of the Xiqin Sect, their biggest target is to target "Martial Edict".
This thing cannot be found everywhere, even if Liu Shigu was killed, it has never appeared in the world.
Xu Yi, the last remnant of the Xiqin Sect, naturally becomes the joint that solves the biggest mystery.
In order to sell Yan Wuji at a high price, after some exaggeration, Xu Yi became a huge piece of cake.
Zhang Fengcheng was furious, but had no choice. The situation in front of him was beyond his control.
More and more people gathered, and in an instant there were dozens of people, standing high in the sky in all directions.
Xu Yi was not surprised but happy. Only when the encirclement was closed, it would be easier for him to break out.
His sharp eyes seemed to be full of fear, but they were actually looking in all directions, especially scanning the mounts wandering in the air. Finally, he passed by a group of spiritual birds and settled on a few Mechanical Bird.
No matter what, all spiritual birds are born with spiritual intelligence. Even if the spiritual intelligence is weak, it is still controlled by the master. Although its speed and flexibility exceed Mechanical Bird, it is too difficult to control.
I couldn't do it right, so I managed to snatch one. As a result, I was sent to death by this uncontrollable spiritual bird.
After thinking about it, Mechanical Bird was still the safest choice. Although he felt that the escape speed was not enough, at this time he did not care about pursuing too much.