Xu Qingwei wasn't dead?!
The same answer surfaced in both their minds.
More than three hundred years ago, Xu Qingwei had been Medicine King Valley's youngest sect master, and its strongest sect master after the Medicine King.
In his fifth year after succeeding as sect master, he had used a Secret Realm to break through to the Faxiang realm.
He had become a renowned grandmaster across the Divine Land, his Life-and-Death Hand and Spirit-Transferring Needles earning him a fearsome reputation.
Medicine King Valley did not focus on martial arts, but Xu Qingwei had been a prodigy whose martial arts and medical skills far surpassed his fellow disciples, unrivaled in his generation.
Otherwise, the three great sects would never have joined forces to surround and destroy the Flower-Transplanting Sect.
If he was still alive and had orchestrated all this, that would be terrifying!
The thought had barely crossed their minds when the battle changed again. Jia Yi, Jia San, and Jia Wu charged onto the battlefield with two great Alien Beasts and fifteen skilled fighters.
"Kill them!"
Jia Yi roared and lunged at Lu Yi first.
Behind him, the Heavenly Eagle and Red Anaconda rushed into the fighting, one from the sky and the other along the ground. Two Qianhu reacted and shouted:
"Form up!"
By this point in the fighting, the officers and soldiers were seeing red too.
Three hundred fire cavalry pulled back, while four hundred crack cavalrymen carrying chains and sturdy shields dismounted to form ranks.
The other thirteen hundred government troops slung their bows and crossbows over their backs, climbed onto the rooftops, and aimed down below.
The four hundred men split into two groups of two hundred, each surrounding an Alien Beast.
The special formation-Eight Gates Locking Heaven Formation!
The Heavenly Eagle screeched shrilly, diving again