There were no rules in the Hundred Spirits Pool Competition, and any method could be used. The only thing that mattered was the final result. Because of this, Han Python wasn't too worried after guessing that Xiao Chen might have teamed up with the Sun Saint Sect. This wasn't an arena competition, and there were many methods that could be used. In addition, the person leading the Sun Saint Sect this time was the famous brute, Yan Xiong.
In Han Python's words, Yan Xiong was a brute with simple limbs and a developed brain. Han Python might be wary of Yan Xiong in a one-on-one fight, but in the Hundred Spirits Pool Competition, Han Python had absolute confidence that he could kill Yan Xiong.
Han Python explained the plan in detail to Yun Luan and the others. It took him more than two hours to explain. After listening to Han Python's plan, everyone's expression became a little strange.
As for the Frost Python's plan, everyone only had one evaluation in their hearts, and that was that it was extremely sinister.
"Han Python, won't you offend the Sun Saint Sect by doing this?" Yun Luan asked with a worried expression.
Hearing Yun Luan's words, the Han Python said indifferently, "The competition for supremacy of the Hundred Spirits Pool is based on everyone's ability. What's the big deal? Besides, Yun Luan, as the Saintess of the Sacred Yin Sect, would you be afraid of the Blazing Bear and the Sacred Sun Sect?"
Everyone felt that this plan was a little sinister, but Han Python didn't care at all. It could even be said that this was the only way to win. After all, Han Python and the others had little chance of winning in a head-on fight.
After hearing Han Python's words, Yun Luan gritted her teeth and nodded. "Okay, we'll do as you say. Let's get rid of the brute Yan Xiong first."
Yun Luan nodded in agreement. As a result, the others naturally didn't dare to have any objections.
After knowing the next plan, Han Python and the others separated and headed in the direction of the Sun Saint Sect.
During the journey, Han Python and the Saintess of the Sky Saint Sect walked side by side. That's right, the Saintess of the Sky Saint Sect was a young girl named Yan Ci.
As they walked side by side, Han Python said to Yan Ci, "Yan Ci, you still have a mission. You'll be the last to appear this time. It's best if you can take the opportunity to get rid of Zhao Hefeng."
The Frost Python said faintly. Hearing this, Yan Ci was stunned at first, but then she said helplessly, "Saint, you want me to sneak up on Zhao Hefeng?"
Yan Ci said. Sneaking an attack on Zhao Hefeng was a despicable method. Although she did not say it out loud, the Frost Python could tell that Yan Ci did not want to use such a despicable method to attack Zhao Hefeng.
Frost Python knew what Yan Ci meant, but he wasn't angry at all. Instead, he smiled faintly and said, "Yan Ci, sometimes we can't stick to trifles when doing things. Now that our strength isn't as good as the other party, if we can take down Zhao Hefeng as well, then the rest will be much easier. Do you understand?"
"But Holy Son, I …" Hearing this, Yan Ci was still unwilling to do so. After all, news of a sneak attack would spread.
In the face of Frost Python's order, Yan Ci was a little conflicted. At this point, Frost Python's face gradually turned cold. "What? You want to disobey my order?"
Frost Python's face had already turned cold, and his tone had also become unfriendly. Seeing this, Yan Ci quickly bowed and said, "I don't dare. I will obey the Holy Son's order."
"That's good. Remember, don't make a move immediately. You must wait until Zhao Hefeng and the Saintess candidate of the Sacred Yin Sect start fighting. You must succeed in one strike," Frost Python said.
While speaking, Frost Python and his group had already arrived at the boundary of the Sacred Yin Sect. At the same time, on the other side, Xiao Chen and the rest were also rushing towards the Sacred Yin Sect.
In a dense forest, Frost Python and his group had already set up an ambush, waiting for Xiao Chen and the rest to walk into the trap.
It didn't take long before a personal disciple of the Sacred Yin Clan came back with news, saying that Xiao Chen and the others were approaching. Furthermore, the people of the Sun Saint Clan were there as well. It seemed that they had indeed joined forces.
They're here. Frost Python's eyes became even colder. He nodded to Yun Luan, and then the group dispersed, waiting for Xiao Chen and the rest to arrive.
Not knowing that Frost Python and his group had already set up an ambush here, Xiao Chen and the rest were still moving forward at a moderate pace. Compared to Frost Python and his group, Xiao Chen and the rest were more relaxed.
After all, it was a joint operation between the two sects. Moreover, the people of the Sacred Sun Sect did not listen to Xiao Chen's orders at all.
Along the way, it was originally peaceful. However, without any warning, just as Xiao Chen and the rest were moving forward, a golden talisman shot out from the dense forest, shooting towards Emperor Qing like lightning.
He noticed the talisman immediately, but he was still a step too late. Just as Emperor Qing was about to react, the talisman exploded, instantly forming a golden cage.
The cage locked Emperor Qing tightly. Golden light shone brightly as Emperor Qing was locked in the golden cage. Emperor Qing's face darkened. "Golden Cage Sacred Talisman."
He recognized the talisman at a glance. It was the Golden Cage Sacred Talisman, a Saint level talisman. Once trapped, even Emperor Qing would not be able to break out easily.
Just as Emperor Qing finished speaking, Yun Luan and the disciples of the Sacred Yin Sect appeared in front of Xiao Chen and the rest, looking directly at Yan Xiong. Yun Luan sneered.
"Yan Xiong, come and die."
Her target was clear. It was Yan Xiong. Hearing Yun Luan's words, Yan Xiong, who was a battle maniac, was naturally not afraid. He laughed loudly and said fearlessly, "Yun Luan, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you've grown bolder. I want to see who will die today."
As he spoke, Yan Xiong attacked Yun Luan. Seeing this, Xiao Chen frowned. He had a bad feeling in his heart. After seeing Yan Xiong attack, Xiao Chen did not think much and hurriedly shouted.
"Yan Xiong Holy Son, wait …"
Xiao Chen wanted to stop Yan Xiong, but Yan Xiong did not listen to him at all. In the blink of an eye, he was already engaged in battle with Yun Luan.
Seeing Xiao Chen's worried face, Zhao Hefeng smiled faintly and said, "Brother Xiao, don't worry. Yun Luan is not Senior Brother Yan Xiong's opponent."
He was very confident in Yan Xiong's strength, but Xiao Chen did not reply. This was not a matter of strength. Turning his head, he saw Yun Luan fighting while retreating. The two of them were gradually moving away from the battlefield. For a moment, Xiao Chen's frown deepened.
In a one-on-one battle, Yan Xiong's strength might be stronger than Yun Luan, but don't forget that the Frost Python had yet to appear. Once the two Holy Sons attacked together, no matter how strong Yan Xiong was, he would not be a match for them.
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