Escape? Does he mean that even if the four of us join forces, we have no chance of winning? The reckless, bloodthirsty giant Zalmuha was the first to be unconvinced. He stared at Xu Qi'an.
What, what did he see? Why did he ask us to escape? If this guy was so terrible, why did he fight for so long? Tang Shanjun was suspicious and stared at Xu Qi'an with vigilance.
Did he see something he shouldn't have seen with his Qi Observation Spell? Sirius stopped looking down on him as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
There was something wrong with this guy … Hong Ling saw the miserable state of the warlock in white. In a split second, a piece of information flashed through her mind. It came from an exchange she once had with the warlock.
It was on the way to Daibun to ambush the princess. She heard that the King of Zhenbei's concubine was so beautiful that the warlock could see her from dozens of miles away.
She was curious and asked, "What if he is a third, second, or even first rank?"
The warlock answered her, "If he is a third rank, his spirit will be severely damaged. If he is a second rank, he will go blind on the spot and lose his mind. If he is a first rank … "
The warlock did not continue, but Hong Ling could guess from his expression that he would die.
Second rank, this guy is a second rank? No, he has something related to or even the same rank as a second rank … Hong Ling could not control her heartbeat and adrenaline rushed through her body.
Her skin was covered with goosebumps. Every nerve was sending a signal of danger and escape.
At this time, Xu Qi'an raised his hand and pressed down gently.
In the fluctuation of energy like a breeze, the maids all fainted.
Escape, hurry up and escape, or I will die … Great fear exploded in her heart. Hong Ling resisted the urge to escape and forced a smile.
"This guy is so arrogant. Zalmuha, hurry up and attack. Don't you want the Confucian Scroll?"
Zalmuha was bloodthirsty and belligerent. He was not convinced by Xu Qian's strength, and he did not sense that Xu Qian's body contained a power that surpassed the fourth level. After being provoked by Hong Ling, he immediately pounced on Xu Qian with a hideous grin.
The one-meter-tall giant ran wildly, causing the ground to tremble.
Just as Tian Lang and Tang Shanjun were about to make a move, they suddenly realized that something was amiss. They quickly turned their heads and saw that Hong Ling had actually fled alone, leaving everyone behind.
"This …" The pupils of the two Level Four experts constricted, and an ominous premonition surged in their hearts.
Immediately after, they heard a scream. It was Zalmuha's scream.
He turned around in shock, only to see the three-meter-tall giant kneeling on the ground in pain. His right wrist was gripped by a pitch-black arm that was covered in deep blue veins.
The arm's muscles were knotted, completely disproportionate to its owner. It was slightly deformed.
The aura it exuded was evil and terrifying, as if it came from the abyss, from hell. With just a glance, Sirius and Tang Shanjun felt dizzy.
They finally knew why Hong Ling wanted to escape, and they finally knew why the Warlock in white shouted to escape.
Kacha kacha … Amidst the sounds of bones snapping, "Giant" Zalmuha's body rapidly shriveled up, and his screams stopped.
The two of them no longer hesitated. One of them leaped onto the winged spider while the other followed closely behind Hong Ling.
"With an epiphany, there is no worry or fear," Xu Qi 'an said in a clear voice.
Buddhist precepts!
This time, he didn't use the magic book, because the one controlling his body was Shen Shu.
In an instant, the fear in the hearts of Hong Ling in the distance, Sirius and Tang Shanjun in the vicinity calmed down. The thought of escape was snatched away, and they turned around uncontrollably, wanting to fight to the death with Xu Qi 'an.
The influence of the precepts disappeared after two seconds, and fear and the desire to live once again occupied their hearts. But it was all too late.
Two seconds was enough for Xu Qi 'an, who was possessed by Shen Shu, to complete a triple kill.
He pulled out the black-gold long saber from behind his waist and suddenly threw it out. Then, without looking at it, he flashed in front of Sirius like a ghost, grabbed his neck, and suddenly spat out Qi.
With a crack, Sirius's head was plucked off.
Then, Xu Qi 'an leaped up and landed from a high place. He stomped Tang Shanjun into the ground with one foot, and slapped the top of his head with his palm.
Bang!
Tang Shanjun's eyes instantly rolled back, and his vertical pupils slowly dimmed.
At this time, a "pu" sound came from afar. The black-gold long saber pierced through Hong Ling's chest, nailing her to the ground.
The physical body of a Fourth Rank Martial Artist was like a piece of paper in the face of the weapons thrown by Monk Shen Shu.
"No, don't kill me, don't kill me …"
Hong Ling begged for mercy, spitting out blood from her mouth. She looked pitiful.
A strong sense of regret emerged in her heart. If she didn't participate in this attack, if she didn't come to Daibun, she wouldn't have encountered this monster.
The scariest person in the envoy group wasn't Yang Yan, but this silver gong, this demon hiding in the crowd.
She knew it now, but it was already too late.
"This poor monk didn't kill you, this poor monk is sending you into reincarnation," Monk Shen Shu put his palms together, looked at the fake concubine whose blood essence was sucked out, and said gently:
"Just like her."
Hong Ling's face was full of despair. She screamed, "Who are you, who are you?"
"Silver Gong of Daibun, Xu Qi 'an," Shen Shu said.
"Xu Qi 'an …" Hong Ling murmured.
This was the last thing she said, and in the next moment, her head was taken off.
After killing them, Monk Shen Shu sucked out the blood essence of the three Fourth Rank Martial Artists one by one, turning them into dried corpses.
"If you have such an opponent in the future, remember to call me …" After saying this, Monk Shen Shu returned control of the body to Xu Qi 'an.
Master Shen Shu is so arrogant now … What a boring battle. I didn't understand the miraculous power of a Fourth Rank Martial Artist at all. They fell before I even used any strength … Xu Qi 'an thought.
He wasn't surprised by this result, and he even thought that it should be like this.
When Shen Shu's severed arm was sealed for five hundred years, and he was out of food and ammunition for five hundred years, he was able to defeat four Jinluo warriors and one Yang Qianhuan the moment he appeared.
Now, he had been nourished in Shen Shu's body for more than half a year, and he was also nourished by the fortune in the ancient tomb. If he still had to fight against a few Fourth Rank Martial Artists, it would be an insult to Shen Shu's status.
I wonder if he has the ability to fight against the King of Zhenbei … Hmm, the King of Zhenbei is a Third Rank Martial Artist, and the difference between a Third Rank Martial Artist and a Fourth Rank Martial Artist is like the clouds and mud. Shen Shu can kill a Fourth Rank Martial Artist, but he might not be able to kill a Third Rank Martial Artist … Xu Qi 'an held his saber and looked around. Other than the female servant, there were two other survivors.
Chu Xianglong and the white-robed Warlock.
"You're about to die. Do you have any last words?" Xu Qi 'an walked up to Chu Xianglong and asked.
"Who are you?" Chu Xianglong only had one breath left, and he looked at Xu Qi 'an with murky eyes.
His heart had been pierced by an arrow, and his death was inevitable. The only reason he was still alive was because of the Warrior's strong physique.
"Didn't I tell you? I'm the Silver Gong of Daibun, Xu Qi 'an."
"That's not your voice."
Xu Qi 'an did not answer.
Chu Xianglong stared at him for a few seconds, and then asked in a hoarse voice, "I've always wanted to ask you … You, the stone Buddha you gave me …"
"It's fake. It's a patchwork of parts, and it's missing weight." Xu Qi 'an sneered.
"…" Chu Xianglong cursed, "You'll die a horrible death."
"Pfft!"
Xu Qi 'an waved his Black Gold Long Saber and cut off his head.
Then, he looked at the deranged Warlock. This person could no longer communicate with him, and blood flowed from his eyes. He kept muttering, "Run, run …"
The saber in his hand fell, and the Warlock was also beheaded.
After killing everyone alive, Xu Qi 'an took out the Confucian scroll, tore down the spell that recorded the "Yin Gathering Formation" of Daoism, and ignited it.
In the dense forest, a cold wind blew, and the sun seemed to lose its temperature.
Seven figures that weren't realistic enough appeared, condensing in midair. Their expressions were sluggish, a bit wooden.
Before going north, Li Miaozhen had told Xu Qi 'an that after a person died, the Heaven Soul and Earth Soul would leave the body, and the human soul would remain in the body, and would only overflow after seven days. Before the three souls gathered, the soul would be dull and lifeless.
No matter what was asked, it would answer truthfully, and would not lie.
"How did you know that the Princess was going north, and how did you set up an ambush in advance?" Xu Qi 'an asked calmly as his gaze swept over the souls of the four northern experts.
"Xu Shengzu told us."
"Giant" Zalmuha answered with a dull expression.
"Who is Xu Shengzu?" Xu Qi 'an asked in a deep voice.
"A Warlock …" Zalmuha answered every question, and was very honest.
Warlock? Xu Qi 'an's gaze immediately turned to the soul of the Warlock in White, and he continued to ask, "Why did you ambush the Princess?"
After a person died, the soul was dull and lifeless, and the questions had to be asked one by one, or they would not be able to answer.
"To prevent the King of Zhenbei from entering the Second Rank," Zalmuha answered.
To prevent the King of Zhenbei from entering the Second Rank, so they wanted to kill the Princess?! Was, was there a connection between this? Without the Princess, the King of Zhenbei would not be able to enter the Second Rank?
This answer was completely out of Xu Qi 'an's expectations, so much so that he paused and thought for a long time.
Originally, Xu Qi 'an had speculated that the Princess's trip to the North this time had other secrets, perhaps related to the Yuanjing Emperor or some kind of plan of the King of Zhenbei.
Yes, this was indeed the case, but he had never thought that a mere woman would be related to the King of Zhenbei's ascension to the Second Rank.
After thinking for a long time, Xu Qi 'an asked Hong Ling, Tang Shanjun, and Sirius the same question, and the answer he received was the same.
Their purpose in killing the Princess, was it really to prevent the King of Zhenbei from entering the Second Rank … He asked again, "What's so special about the Princess?"
Zalmuha murmured, "Legend has it that the Princess's body contains a rare spiritual essence. By absorbing her spiritual essence, one can easily enter the Third Rank."
"This …" Xu Qi 'an's pupils contracted slightly, feeling that he was talking nonsense.
If a Fourth Rank martial artist could still be called a human, then a Third Rank martial artist was extraordinary and could not be measured as a mortal. This was a difference in the level of life.
Therefore, the number of martial artists from Fourth Rank to Third Rank had almost fallen off a cliff. Xu Qi 'an had not counted how many Fourth Rank martial artists there were in Daibun, but it was definitely not a small number.
But there was only one Third Rank, the King of Zhenbei. One could imagine how difficult it was.
A mere Princess could actually help a Fourth Rank martial artist advance to Third Rank?
Thinking of this, Xu Qi 'an could not help but turn his head to look at the old auntie.
No wonder she had lost control of her emotions after learning that the official ship had been ambushed, trembling with fear and feeling insecure. She was completely different from her previous arrogant behavior … She must have known that she was special and knew what kind of fate she would meet if she fell into the hands of the barbarians.
Immediately, he thought of another unreasonable point.
"That's not right. If the Princess is really so fragrant, how did she get through all these years unscathed? The temptation of the Fourth Rank to Third Rank, let alone the northern barbarians, even the Fourth Rank martial artists in Daibun might not be able to resist this kind of temptation, such as Yang Yan. "
"Yang Yan, that martial arts fanatic, would definitely go crazy for it … But I asked Yang Yan on the official ship, and he obviously did not know about the Princess's uniqueness … Yes, if I were the King of Zhenbei or the Yuanjing Emperor, I would definitely not reveal the Princess's secret, but how did the northern barbarians know?"
Xu Qi 'an asked this question.
Zalmuha answered truthfully, "Xu Shengzu said it."
Warlocks again … He asked the same question to Tang Shanjun and Sirius, and the answer was the same as Zalmuha's. They were certain that the Princess's body had the so-called spiritual essence that could help them break through to Third Rank.
However, when it came to Hong Ling, Xu Qi 'an had an answer to his question.
The alluring woman's eyes were dull, and she said in a low voice, "His Lord coveted the Princess and ordered me to come and kill her. I was jealous, so I asked him what was so special about the Princess. He said that the Princess's body had spiritual essence, and he told me a poem."
… His Lord? Chu Xianglong said that she was the beloved concubine of the leader of the Green Beauty Tribe. That Lord was the leader of the Green Beauty Tribe? Xu Qi 'an was not concerned about this, and a thought flashed through his mind, and he asked, "Which poem?"
The alluring woman instinctively revealed an expression of jealousy, and said, "Born to frighten all beauties, Graceful to the utmost Mu Xiyang. Praised by all to become a national beauty, Soul to the human world to provoke the emperor. "
Isn't this the poem that Fu Xiang told me? It was said that when the Princess was still a child, she was shocked by the abbot of a certain temple, and he wrote a poem for her …
"There's definitely no problem with this poem, because it's widely spread. Or maybe there's a deeper meaning behind this poem, but most people don't know about it. When we get back to the capital, I'll ask Director Zhao Shou about it. "
Now, most of the mysteries were solved.
The King of Zhenbei wanted to advance to Second Rank, so he needed the Princess's spiritual essence to help him break through the last barrier. The Yuanjing Emperor and Chu Xianglong were on guard against the "enemies" in Daibun's court. There were people who didn't want the King of Zhenbei to advance to Second Rank.
However, because of Xu Shengzu and the mysterious warlock behind him, the barbarians found out about this, and so they set up an ambush in advance to snatch the Princess away.
That was why there was a great disparity between the ambushing experts and the escorting experts.
In other words, the enemies in the court hadn't made their move yet?
No, they've already made their move … Xu Qi 'an's eyes suddenly lit up, and he recalled some details.
The former Assistant Minister of Revenue, Zhou Xianping, had led the tax collection case, and there was a mysterious warlock involved in it. This case told Xu Qi 'an that the mysterious warlock was secretly controlling a portion of the people in the court.
Zhou Xianping was the evidence.
How did the barbarians know that the Princess was magical? It was the warlock in white named Xu Shengzu who told them.
The traitors in the court must have colluded with the barbarians in the north, because they had a link: the mysterious warlock.
"F * ck, warlocks are all f * cking old coins. The Supervisor is secretly plotting, and so is the mysterious warlock. One is more sinister than the other. Wait, the Supervisor probably knows about the existence of this warlock … "
Xu Qi 'an's expression was a little sluggish, and his mouth opened. A thought suddenly emerged in his mind: The Supervisor is playing with this mysterious warlock?!
Everyone is just a pawn of the two of them, including me and Shen Shu …
Xu Qi 'an slowly exhaled, and decided to put aside the matter of the Supervisor and the mysterious warlock for now. It was something he had to deal with in the future, and it was not something he could control now.
A chess piece had its own advantages. It could grow through the chess player's gifts, and when he had enough strength in the future, he would turn the game upside down.
But before that, he had to hide his strength and bide his time, and obtain nourishment from other channels. After all, if he only absorbed the chess player's gifts, he would definitely not be able to grow strong enough to turn the game upside down.
He turned to the main purpose of this operation, "Did you barbarians do the massacre of three thousand miles?"
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