Chapter 609

While everyone was excited, Xu Qi 'an suddenly took down the scroll and said, "Everyone, escort the lords and leave. Do not interfere in the battle."

It was like a bucket of cold water had been poured over everyone's heads.

Chen Xiao was anxious. "Your excellency Xu, I am willing to fight alongside the lords and die with no regrets."

The imperial guards growled, "I am willing to fight alongside your excellency Xu, I am willing to die with no regrets."

If you are equipped with cannons and ballistae, I don't mind if you help me. But how are you going to fight against a muscular tyrant with just a ballista … Xu Qi 'an's face darkened and he said angrily,

"This is an order!"

The imperial guards were angry and anxious. They did not understand why he gave such an order.

Xu Qi 'an was tense, guarding against a sudden attack from the two fourth ranks. Seeing that Chen Xiao still did not obey, he became angry and said fiercely,

"If you stay, you will only die. If you don't leave, I will kill you first."

Chen Xiao understood. Your excellency Xu insisted that they retreat to protect them. He did not want to see his brothers die in vain.

With tears in his eyes, he cupped his hands and said, "Your excellency Xu, take care."

The imperial guards also understood Xu Qi 'an's meaning. Their eyes immediately turned red.

"Your excellency Xu, words cannot express my gratitude. If, if I can escape this crisis, I will definitely repay you in the future." Dali Monastery prime minister walked to Xu Qi 'an and bowed deeply.

The two imperial censors bowed and said, "Your excellency Xu, take care."

It was rare for an upright official like the imperial censor to use it.

Constable Chen cupped his hands and did not say anything, but the gratitude and respect in his eyes were no less than the other two. Behind him, several constables also cupped their hands and bowed solemnly.

"Get lost."

Xu Qi 'an did not look at them. He put the scroll in his mouth again.

Tang Shanjun and Zalmuha, the fourth rank experts, did not stop them. They coldly watched as the crowd left. Their eyes were locked on Xu Qi 'an.

"His aura is not strong. He is not a fourth rank Warrior. But he knows the Vajra Divine Art very well. "

Tang Shanjun twisted his dragon body and observed for a moment before giving his opinion.

"The scroll in his mouth is a Confucian book. He has not reached the fourth rank yet. Ha, the book will run out sooner or later. Kill him."

Zalmuha, covered in black hair, sneered.

Tang Shanjun's abdomen bulged and a 'ball' protruded. The ball rushed to his throat and suddenly spurted out.

In a split second, the sticky and stinky "rain" covered the sky and covered an area of tens of meters around Xu Qi 'an, making it impossible for him to dodge.

A dazzling golden core rose up and blossomed with radiance. When the viscous and smelly liquid made contact with its radiance, it was all slapped away, not staining it in the slightest.

Of Ding.

At this time, Zalmuha took the opportunity to charge forward. His one foot tall body collided with Xu Qi 'an, trying to snatch the scroll from his mouth.

"Xu Zan"

Xu Qi 'an snapped his fingers and ignited the piece of paper between his fingers, as well as a strand of black hair in it.

Zalmuha, who had been madly sprinting, suddenly stopped. It was as if he had been hit by a wooden club, and he fell to his knees in pain.

Xu Qi 'an wanted to take this opportunity to beat the dog when it was down, but the wind whistled in his ears. Tang Shanjun's dragon head came crashing down.

Xu Qi 'an wanted to take this opportunity to beat Tang Shan Jun when he was down, but the wind whistled in his ears. Tang Shan Jun's dragon head came crashing towards him.

In the next moment, he rushed out without a scratch. He tore off a few pages and held them in his hand, staring coldly at the two fourth rank experts.

Apart from the magic book, his strongest attack was the Single Cut of Heaven and Earth. But because of his cultivation, it was impossible to break the defense of a fourth rank expert.

Apart from the magic book, his strongest attack was the Heaven and Earth Chop. However, due to his cultivation, it was impossible for him to break the physical defense of a Level Four master.

Instead, it would make him weak.

Therefore, apart from the defense of the Vajra Divine Art, he did not intend to use the Single Cut of Heaven and Earth. Instead, he used the Confucian magic book to restrain the enemy.

But as the two fourth rank experts had said, the magic book would eventually run out.

Fourth rank Warriors and demons were famous for their endurance. Xu Qi 'an did not think he could rely on the magic book to kill people. Unless he used the innate skill of the Confucian School: Verbal Compliance.

But the repercussions of Verbal Compliance were too great. During the Battle of Heaven and Man, his soul had almost been scattered because his spirit had been strengthened by ten times. It was Li Miaozhen who had helped him recall his soul.

"Yang Yan is a crude Warrior. He obviously doesn't have a high-end skill like summoning souls. He's more like digging graves …" Xu Qi 'an muttered to himself.

Therefore, the key to victory in this battle was not whether he could kill the enemy, but when Yang Yan could kill the enemy.

Turning his head to look, he found that although the woman in the red dress was at a disadvantage, she was able to withstand Yang Yan's spear. No matter how Yang Yan stabbed her, she did not cry out and even did her best to deal with it.

Among fourth rank martial artists, there were strong and weak, but it would be difficult to determine the winner in a short time. This woman was not only coquettish, but also more endurance than expected … Xu Qi 'an sighed helplessly.

He did not reveal an anxious expression. He spat out the scroll in his hand and shook it a few times. He smiled and said, "The magic in the book is indeed limited, but it's enough to deal with the two of you."

As he spoke, he tore off another page, burned it, and wiped the ashes on the blade of the black gold longsword.

In an instant, the black gold longsword seemed to have been given life. With a "whoosh", it broke through the air and danced nimbly, attacking Tang Shanjun from different angles.

Taoist Level Seven: Qi Eating. Taoists in this realm could control magic tools, and their signature skill was the flying sword.

A large body meant an advantage in strength, but the corresponding disadvantages were also revealed. Tang Shanjun lacked other effective methods besides shaking his Qi to attack the "flying knife".

If it was an ordinary weapon, it would not hurt or itch. But this knife was incomparably sharp, and when it chopped on the scales, it was extremely painful.

"Whoosh …"

Zalmuha picked up a boulder and threw it at Xu Qi 'an.

Boom, boom, boom!

Boulders after boulders came crashing down. Xu Qi 'an ran wildly on the mountain, dodging the meteorite-like boulders.

Tang Shanjun, on the other hand, was furious because of the pain brought by the "flying knife". He wandered around the mountain forest, chasing Xu Qi 'an. Trees were broken one by one, and boulders rolled down, becoming Zalmuha's weapons.

"Boom!"

After blocking the road with a boulder, Tang Shanjun caught up to Xu Qi 'an. Its huge dragon head looked down from above, and it let out a deafening sound:

"Got you."

Its body shrank rapidly, turning into a body that was two feet long and as thick as an arm. It tightly bound Xu Qi 'an.

Taking advantage of the other's hands and feet being bound, Tang Shanjun opened its mouth and bit Xu Qi 'an's face, trying to take away or destroy the scroll.

It bit empty air. Xu Qi 'an's figure suddenly disappeared and reappeared a hundred meters away. He raised his hand and gently blew away the ashes in his palm.

It was a warlock's teleportation circle.

"You have all kinds of abilities?" Tang Shanjun roared.

A cooked duck had flown away just like that. It almost couldn't suppress its anger and wanted to wreak havoc.

It was too difficult to deal with.

The scroll in the hand of this silver gong contained many spells and covered a wide range, far beyond Tang Shanjun and Zalmuha's imagination.

A scroll like this was more precious than most magic tools.

Who was he? How could he possess such a precious treasure?

Because Xu Qi 'an was a Warrior, the two didn't think that he was a scholar of the Confucian Academy. They guessed that he had another real identity.

Suddenly, the woman in the red dress who was fighting in the distance let out a shrill cry. She left Yang Yan and fled north.

This was the signal to retreat.

Tang Shanjun and Zalmuha looked at Xu Qi 'an with dissatisfaction, then retreated with the woman in the red dress.

"Phew, they're finally gone …" Xu Qi 'an breathed a sigh of relief.

If this went on, the "magic book" given to him by Dean Zhao Shou would really be used up. Even so, he had used a quarter of it. He was so distressed that he couldn't breathe.

"Warrior is really difficult to deal with. Unless there's a huge difference in rank, it's impossible to win in a short period of time … Hmm, if I were a fourth rank, I might be able to become a maverick Warrior. I would always only use one blade. Either you die, or I die …"

With this thought, he tilted his head to look at Yang Yan and raised his voice. "Boss, act according to plan. You go find the diplomatic mission, I'll go save the princess."

Yang Yan nodded. He hesitated for a moment and replied, "Can you?"

Xu Qi 'an grinned. "I haven't used the spell of the Confucian Academy yet. I was just warming up. Don't worry, boss, don't worry about me.

"With my current level, even a fourth rank Warrior can't stop me if I want to leave."

His Vajra Divine Power had a defense that surpassed that of a normal fourth rank Warrior.

After parting ways with Yang Yan, Xu Qi 'an communicated with Monk Shen Shu in his mind. "Master, remember not to destroy your Primordial Spirit when you kill."

Monk Shen Shu's gentle voice echoed in his mind. "I know."

Ever since he decided to kill the northern demons last night, Xu Qi 'an had been communicating with Shen Shu, trying to wake him up. His attempts were futile. In his anger, he shouted in his mind.

Shen Shu NMSL.

Shen Shu would wake up …

Monk Shen Shu immediately agreed to Xu Qi 'an's suggestion without hesitation. The blood of a fourth rank master was like a great tonic to Monk Shen Shu.

He didn't have such prey on normal days, but now he had a rare opportunity.

Monk Shen Shu was even more anxious than Xu Qi 'an. If it weren't for Yang Yan's presence, Tang Shanjun and Zalmuha would already be dried corpses.

"Maybe there are more than three fourth rank masters. They must have helpers. Otherwise, they wouldn't have let Chu Xianglong escape." Xu Qi 'an said as he tore off a piece of paper that recorded the Qi Observation Technique.

Looking at one's Qi could sometimes be used as a tracking method.

"For me, the more the better." Monk Shen Shu's gentle voice carried a hint of a smile.

…

Chu Xianglong crossed the mountains and ran for his life with the fake princess on his back.

He was a fifth rank master of Transforming Jing. Among the generals under King of Zhenbei, he was only above average. Of course, leading troops to war could not be based on individual strength.

Chu Xianglong's leadership ability was outstanding, and he had a lot of experience on the battlefield. The North Vanquishing King would be more reassured handing over an army of fifty thousand to him than handing it over to a fourth-grade martial artist.

"If I escape with 'Princess', I will definitely become the target of everyone. I will become the primary target of their pursuit. When they catch up, I'll throw the woman on my back out.

'When they find out that I'm a fake, they'll at most send one person to kill me. They might not even chase me, but gather their manpower to intercept the others.

'If I didn't make a mistake in my cultivation, I could run even faster … I hope Yang Yan can hold on for a while longer. Xu Qi' an's Vajra Divine Skill is no weaker than a fourth rank master. Even if they want to kill him, with Yang Yan's help, it won't be a problem for them to hold on for an hour against three fourth rank masters …

'If Xu Qi' an still had the Confucian scriptures, I could still hold on for a while. Heh, how can I have so many of them? They're definitely gone. That's not important. As long as I can stall for time, I can escape.

'I'm afraid the people of the diplomatic mission are in danger. It doesn't matter if they die. They're just insignificant people anyway. How can they be compared to the princess's life and mine? Especially Xu Qi 'an. He's always been against me. Death cannot wipe out his crimes.'

Chu Xianglong was thinking as he ran. Suddenly, he heard the sharp sound of something breaking through the air.

His instinct as a martial artist made it so that he didn't need to think. The magical Rank-5 Transcendent Force allowed him to ignore the inertia of running. He leaped to the left and dodged the attack from the air.

A white thread-like object appeared where he originally stood. It looked like a ball of silk spat out by a spider.

Chu Xianglong raised his head and looked at the sky. Then, his expression suddenly changed.

In the blue sky, a monster that looked like a spider but had a pair of wings was flapping its wings and floating in the air.

On its back stood a man wearing tiger skin. He had a strong body and rough facial features. He looked like a typical northerner. However, unlike ordinary barbarians, he had a vertical eye on his forehead.

This man was called Sky Wolf. He was the leader of the Golden Wood Tribe, one of the Twelve Barbarian Tribes.

The Golden Wood Tribe was the winged cavalry of the Twelve Barbarian Tribes. Every adult member of the tribe kept a winged spider, which was a natural scout.

In the war with the barbarians, the Golden Wood Tribe had always been the most troublesome existence for the northern garrison. As everyone knew, before the Rank-4, a Warrior could not fly in the air.

Even a Rank-4 could only fly for a short period of time, and there was a limit to how high they could fly.

However, the real reason why Chu Xianglong's expression changed was not because he was surprised that the enemy had a Rank-4, but because there were thin threads hanging from the protruding fangs of the winged spider. At the end of each thread was a servant girl who was tied up by the thread.

The real princess was among them.

Chu Xianglong thought that when the two fought, the fisherman would benefit. In fact, the other party was the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

Sirius took off the hard bow on his back, took out an arrow, and pulled the string. The huge hard bow was instantly bent into a full moon.

Bang … In the vibrating sound of the zither, the arrow turned into a stream of light. Chu Xianglong gritted his teeth and raised the woman on his shoulder high, using her as a shield.

Poof!

The arrow suddenly turned and sank into the soil beside him, avoiding the princess.

Bang, bang, bang …

Sirius, who had a vertical eye between his brows, kept drawing his bow. The arrows were either shooting straight or turning, attacking Chu Xianglong from all angles. However, as long as he used the princess as a shield, the arrows would automatically avoid him.

Chu Xianglong lowered his head and ran wildly. He did not need to see with his eyes, but only used the instinct of a martial artist to sense danger to catch the arrows.

Deep holes were constantly blasted on the ground, caused by the arrows falling beside him. Occasionally, an arrow would break through the princess's shield and hit him, but it only made Chu Xianglong stagger slightly.

However, intense anxiety surged in Chu Xianglong's heart.

"Sirius is a fourth-grade warrior, and his arrows contain 'intent'. At most, my bronze skin and iron bones will be broken by ten arrows. If I am not careful and two arrows hit the same spot at the same time, three arrows will break through my defense …"

What should I do, what should I do …

The development of the situation was out of his control. The real princess was like a turtle in a jar, and he would not be able to escape either. This was because the enemy would no longer split their forces to chase after the escaped maidservants. Instead, they would turn to surround and kill him.

Suddenly, Chu Xianglong saw that the dense forest in front of him was covered with a layer of white frost, as if it was covered with snow.

After taking a closer look, he realized that it was actually a ball of spider silk. These spider silk were not poisonous, but they had a strong stickiness.

If he were to recklessly barge in, his body would definitely be covered with spider silk, and his movements would become sluggish.

Sirius deliberately drove me here. He had already set up a trap … While thinking, Chu Xianglong discovered that there was a plain on his left and a mountain range on his right. He immediately chose the mountain range.

Ignoring the inertia, he turned to the left and tried to escape into the mountains.

The best way to deal with the winged cavalry was to hide in the dense forest and avoid being noticed.

At this moment, Warrior's intuition for danger allowed him to capture the arrows that Sirius had predicted. Without thinking, he jumped to the side to avoid them.

Ding … Puff … Two different sounds could be heard. One of the arrows hit Chu Xianglong's back and broke. The second arrow followed closely behind and hit the same spot.

The second arrow penetrated his back.

"Hehe …"

Chu Xianglong did not die. There was still a trace of life left.

Sirius controlled the winged spider to descend and walked in front of Chu Xianglong. He looked him in the eye and said faintly, "You're lucky. The two arrows just now weren't aimed at you.

"Don't trust Warrior's intuition too much. It can only detect malicious attacks for a split second. If there were other attacks during this split second, it wouldn't be able to give an early warning."

"All of this was planned by you …" Chu Xianglong stared at Sirius with a face full of unwillingness.

"Isn't it natural for a hunter to set up a trap?" Sirius's tone was indifferent without the slightest bit of complacency.

He carried the "princess" who was trembling in fear and returned to the winged spider's side. He placed her together with the other maidservants.

Then, he stood beside the winged spider, stroked its back, and waited silently.

After a quarter of an hour, the woman in the red dress, the giant Zalmuha, and Tang Shanjun, who had transformed into a human, came together. The air beneath their feet exploded, propelling them into the sky.

The three of them landed not far away.

"You look very miserable. The three of you couldn't kill Yang Yan even after joining hands?" Sirius asked expressionlessly.

His gaze paused on the woman in the red dress for a moment. Then, he glanced at the waists of the three of them and didn't see Yang Yan's head.

"We stumbled. There's a tough guy in the envoy group," Hong Ling explained gloomily.

"A tough guy?" Sirius frowned.

"My injury was caused by Yang Yan, and the other two were entangled." Hong Ling snorted.

Sirius cast a questioning look at Tang Shanjun and Zalmuha.

"A silver gong. His own strength isn't much, but he has the Buddhist Vajra Divine Art to protect his body. He seems to be a martial monk," Zalmuha said.

"He has a Confucian book on him that records the spells of various major systems. He's extremely difficult to deal with. The two of us combined couldn't subdue him." The black-robed Tang Shanjun had a feminine temperament, and his vertical pupils were cold and emotionless.

Sirius nodded and didn't take it to heart. He turned to look at the hooded princess and said, "This is fake. The real one should be among these maidservants."

Hong Ling lifted the curtain hat of the fake princess, revealing a delicate and pretty face. The fake princess's face was pale, and her eyes flashed with great fear. Her shoulders were trembling.

"Slurp …"

Hong Ling's small mouth stuck out a long, forked tongue and licked the fake princess's cheek. She said with a smile, "Tell me, who is the real princess?"

Her voice was soft and charming, but the official language of Daibun wasn't very accurate.

"I, I don't know …"

The fake princess shivered, and her pretty face lost all color. She stuttered, "I am a maidservant who serves the princess. The real, the real princess is not here."

The red dressed woman sighed, "I am very dissatisfied with this answer. I will give you a kiss."

She lowered her head and sucked on the fake princess's lips. In front of the three males, she passionately kissed her.

The fake princess's eyes suddenly widened, and her limbs violently twitched, as if she had encountered something extremely painful. Her cheeks quickly shriveled, and her flesh melted away. She became a dried corpse that was all skin and bones.

The red dressed woman let out a long sigh of satisfaction, and her face glowed.

Seeing this scene, the maidservants who were bound by the spider web paled. Some of them trembled as if they were spasming, and some of them broke down and cried, afraid that they would be next.

The princess was among them. She stared blankly at the tragic death of her personal maidservant. Apart from grief and sorrow, her heart was actually a little envious.

Because she knew what kind of ending she would face. Falling into the hands of the barbarians, even death might be an extravagant hope.

No one can save me, no one can save me from the hands of the four northern experts, unless Duke Huai comes personally … The princess thought in fear.

In the end, she still ended up like this. When she left the capital, she was filled with worry. She was afraid that she would meet the King of Zhenbei soon, but she was also confused and worried about the road ahead.

Until that day when she saw the little silver gong on the deck, her heart suddenly calmed down, and she felt that the road ahead would be smooth sailing.

This feeling was very strange. In the end, it was probably because of that brat's valiant battle record, which made her feel safe from the bottom of her heart.

Then, when the official ship was ambushed at Flowstone Beach, her worries became reality, and her heart instantly tightened.

That was why not long ago, she carefully probed Xu Qi 'an, and asked him if he would abandon the princess.

At that time, for the first time, she felt like a weak woman, and what it felt like to depend on a man.

His answer was disappointing.

Until now, the princess no longer held any hope. In Daibun, there were only a few people who could single-handedly save her from the hands of the four fourth rank Warrior. No, probably only the King of Zhenbei.

And he was currently in the north.

From the sound of it, the diplomatic corps seemed to be fine. They couldn't do anything to Xu Qi 'an, but he, he actually forced two fourth rank Warriors to retreat … The princess' eyes were filled with tears, and her heart was slightly comforted.

"Vice General Chu, why don't you tell me, who is the princess?" Hong Ling carried the dying Chu Xianglong and threw him in front of the servant girls.

Chu Xianglong's eyes flashed past the servant girls, and he grinned, "Who told you that the princess is here? The princess didn't even leave the capital, you all fell into a trap. "

Princess Consort's heart was filled with the sorrow of a fox mourning the death of a rabbit. Although this deputy general was annoying, he was indeed loyal and devoted to Duke Huai.

Tang Shanjun said darkly, "Then I will eat all of these women."

"Eat, eat quickly!"

Chu Xianglong panted and sneered.

The princess' heart sank. Chu Xianglong wanted her dead. What Duke Huai couldn't get, even if it was destroyed, it couldn't fall into the hands of the northern barbarians.

"He's lying."

A voice came from the forest. Everyone turned to look, and a young man in white walked out with his hands behind his back and a faint smile.

"You came at the right time."

"Giant" Zalmuha said in a muffled voice, "Use your aura observation technique to see who is the princess."

"I can't see." The Warlock in white shook his head.

"An aura-shielding artifact?" Sirius was deep in thought.

"Use your brains to think. Princess Consort is a beauty that can topple a nation. How can these common women compare to her? She must have an aura-shielding artifact. "

The Warlock in white raised his chin, as if he was disdainful of the intelligence of the barbarians and demon experts present.

He sneered, "Use your not-so-smart brains to think, if we strip them of their clothes and jewelry, we will know who the princess is."

"Good idea!" Hong Ling giggled.

"You Warlocks are all so arrogant that it's annoying, but I like your idea. Tsk tsk, rumor has it that the princess is Daibun's number one beauty, graceful and luxurious. I want to see how noble she can be after stripping her clothes, and see what's the difference between her and us common women. "

The princess bit her lips, her eyes filled with despair.

At this time, another laugh came from afar, responding to the woman in red dress.

"Probably, the difference between one with diamonds and the other with glass?"

Who is it … Hong Ling, Sirius, and the others suddenly turned around and saw a young man wearing a mink hat and a long blade at his waist standing in the grass dozens of meters away.

When did he appear?

The moment she saw Xu Qi 'an, the princess' dark and watery eyes suddenly lit up. An unprecedented light, as if there were stars in them.

But in the next moment, it turned into anxiety and worry.

What did he come here for, to die?

"So it's you."

Hong Ling looked at him in bewilderment, then looked around and said sweetly, "Where's Yang Yan, where's Yang Yan hiding? You two really aren't afraid of death, you even dared to come to me. "

"Who is he?" Sirius frowned.

"He's the silver gong you mentioned just now. His cultivation isn't high, but with the Confucian scroll, he's extremely difficult to deal with." Tang Shanjun's vertical pupils were cold, and his tone was cold.

Sirius, who had a vertical eye between his brows, sneered, "The Confucian scroll is good stuff. With it, it'll be very effective against the enemy."

The giant Malzahar nodded. He and Tang Shanjun knew this the best, and their greed was even stronger.

Hong Ling raised her hand, put up three white fingers, and licked her lips. She smiled, "Finish him in three breaths, don't give him the chance to cast spells. Otherwise, even if we get the Confucian scroll, it won't be enough. "

Tang Shanjun sneered, "Whoever beheads him gets half of the page."

The giant Malzahar, Sirius, and Hong Ling nodded slowly. "No problem."

Tang Shanjun added eerily, "I don't know if there are spells in the scroll for Daoism or wizards to raise ghosts. I want to raise him into a malicious spirit, torture him by my side, and never let him reincarnate."

This kid had made him lose face just now.

The four masters looked at him as if they were looking at their prey, a rare and desirable prey.

"Don't worry, let me see if there's anything strange about him." The warlock in white smiled, "Since he dared to come here alone, he must have something to rely on. Maybe this is just a clone. "

After saying that, he used the Qi Observation Technique to examine Xu Qi 'an.

Listening to the conversation of the northern masters, Wang Fei's heart trembled, and she screamed, "Xu Qi 'an, you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth, you bastard, get lost …"

Her voice was suddenly interrupted by a scream.

The warlock in white raised his hands and covered his eyes. Blood seeped out from between his fingers.

Wang Fei looked at the warlock in white blankly, not knowing what had happened to him.

"Run, run, take me with you …" The warlock in white used all his strength to squeeze out these words from between his teeth.

The expressions of Hong Ling, Tang Shanjun, Sirius, and Zalmuha changed drastically.