Chapter 613

Escape? Does he mean that even if the four of us join forces, we have no chance of winning? The reckless, bloodthirsty, and warlike giant Zalmuha was the first to be unconvinced. His eyes widened and locked onto Xu Qian.

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 about the third, second, or even first rank?"

The warlock answered her, "If it's the third rank, the primordial spirit will be severely damaged. If it's the second rank, they will go blind on the spot and lose their mind. If it's the first rank … "

The warlock did not continue, but Hong Ling could guess from his expression that the ending was death.

Second rank, this guy is a second rank? No, he has something related to the second rank, or even the same rank … Hong Ling could not control her heartbeat and her adrenaline was surging.

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 did not feel that Xu Qi'an had more than the fourth rank in his body. Provoked by Hong Ling, he immediately rushed toward Xu Qi'an with a grin.

The one-meter-tall giant ran wildly, causing the ground to tremble.

Sirius and Tang Shanjun were about to make a move when they suddenly realized something was wrong. They turned around and found that Hong Ling had run away alone.

This … The pupils of the two fourth rank masters shrank. They had a bad feeling.

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 covered in deep blue veins.

The arm's muscles were knotted and twisted, completely disproportionate to its owner's. It was slightly deformed.

The aura it exuded was evil and terrifying, as if it came from the abyss, from hell. They finally knew why Hong Ling wanted to escape and why the Warlock had to run.

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 loudly.



This time, he didn't use the magic book because it was Shen Shu who controlled his body.

In an instant, Hong Ling in the distance and Sirius and Tang Shanjun in the vicinity calmed down. The thought of escape was taken away. They turned around uncontrollably, wanting to fight to the death with Xu Qi'an.

The influence of the commandment disappeared after two seconds. Fear and the desire to live took over their minds again. But it was 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 threw it. Then, without looking at it, he flashed in front of Sirius like a ghost. He grabbed his neck and spat out his Qi.

With a cracking sound, the head was plucked off.

Then, Xu Qi 'an leaped up and landed on the ground. He stomped Tang Shan Jun into the ground and slapped his palm on top of his head.

Bang!

Tang Shanjun's eyes turned white, and his vertical pupils slowly dimmed.

At this time, a "puff" came from afar. The black-gold long saber pierced through Hong Ling's chest and nailed her to the ground.

The body of a Rank Four Martial Artist was like a piece of paper in front of the weapons thrown by Shen Shu.

"No, don't kill me, don't kill me …"

Hong Ling begged for mercy. Blood foamed from her mouth. She looked pitiful.

She felt a strong sense of regret. If she didn't participate in this attack, if she didn't come to Daibun, she wouldn't have met 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 too late.

"I didn't kill you. I'm sending you into the cycle of reincarnation." Shen Shu put his palms together and looked at the fake concubine whose blood was sucked out.

He said gently, "Just like her."

Hong Ling's face was full of despair. She screamed, "Who are you? Who are you?"

"Daibun silver gong, Xu Qi'an," Shen Shu said.

"Xu Qi'an …" Hong Ling murmured.

This was the last thing she said. The next moment, her head was taken off.

After killing them, Shen Shu absorbed the blood of the three Rank Four Martial Artists one by one, turning them into dried corpses.

"If you have such an opponent in the future, remember to call me …" Then, 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 Rank Four Martial Artist at all. They fell before I even used any strength … Xu Qi'an thought.

He wasn't surprised by this result. In fact, he thought it should be like this.

Shen Shu's severed arm had been sealed for five hundred years and had run out of food and ammunition for five hundred years. As soon as it appeared, it was able to defeat four Golden Gongs and Yang Qianhuan.

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 had to fight against a few Rank Four 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 Rank Three Martial Artist, and the difference between a Rank Three Martial Artist and a Rank Four Martial Artist is like the clouds and mud. Shen Shu can kill a Rank Four Martial Artist, but he might not be able to kill a Rank Three 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 are about to die. Do you have any last words?" Xu Qi'an walked in front of Chu Xianglong and asked.

"Who are you?" Chu Xianglong only had one breath left. 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, then asked in a hoarse voice, "I have a question for a long time … You, the stone Buddha you gave me …"

"It's a fake. It's a patchwork of different things, and it's missing weight." Xu Qi'an sneered.

"…" Chu Xianglong cursed, "You will die a horrible death."

"Pfft!"

Xu Qi'an swung 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. Blood flowed from his eyes, and 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 death, the Heavenly Soul and Earthly Soul would leave the body. 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 set up an ambush in advance?" Xu Qi'an glanced at the souls of the four northern masters and asked calmly.

"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 very honestly.

Warlock? Xu Qi'an looked at the soul of the Warlock in white thoughtfully. He continued to ask, "Why did you ambush the Princess?"

After death, the soul would be dull and lifeless. 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 there a certain 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 the King of Zhenbei's plan.

Yes, this was the truth, 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 of killing the Princess was 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 shrank slightly, thinking 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. It was completely different from her previous arrogant behavior … She must have known that she was special and knew what kind of fate awaited her if she fell into the hands of the barbarians.

After that, he thought of something illogical.

"That's not right. If the Princess is really so fragrant, how did she survive all these years unscathed? "The temptation of Fourth Rank Three, not to mention the northern barbarians, even the Fourth Rank martial artists in the capital of Daibun might not be able to resist this temptation, such as Yang Yan."

"Yang Yan, that martial arts fanatic, would definitely go crazy for it … But I asked Yang Yan when I was on the official ship, and he obviously did not know about the Princess' uniqueness … Yes, if I were the King of Zhenbei or the Yuanjing Emperor, I would definitely not reveal the Princess' 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' 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's question was supplemented.

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 there was spiritual essence in the Princess' body, and he told me a poem."

... His Lord? Chu Xianglong said 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 did not care about this. 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 heart of Mu Xiyang. Praised by the people to become a national beauty, Soul to the 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 must be no problem with this poem, because it is widely known. Or perhaps there is a deeper meaning behind this poem, but most people do not know about it. When I return to the capital, I will ask Director Zhao Shou. "

Now, most of the mysteries were solved.

The King of Zhenbei wanted to advance to Second Rank, so he needed the Princess' spiritual essence to help him break through the last barrier. The Yuanjing Emperor and Chu Xianglong were on guard against the "enemies" in the court of Daibun. There were people who did not want the King of Zhenbei to advance to Second Rank.

But because of Xu Shengzu and the mysterious warlock behind him, the barbarians knew about this, and so they set up an ambush in advance to snatch the Princess away.

Thus, there was a great disparity between the ambushing experts and the escorting experts.

In other words, the enemies in the court had not made their move yet?

No, they had already made their move … Xu Qi'an's eyes suddenly lit up, and he remembered some details.

The former Assistant Minister of Revenue, Zhou Xianping, was in charge of the tax case, and there was a mysterious warlock involved in it. This case told Xu Qi'an that the mysterious warlock secretly controlled some people in the court.

Zhou Xianping was the evidence.

How did the barbarians know that the Princess was magical? It was this 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 plotting in secret, 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 opened his mouth in a daze, and 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 breathed slowly, and decided not to worry about 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 advantages. It could grow through the gifts of the chess player. In the future, when he had enough strength, he would turn the game upside down.

But before that, he had to hide his strength and bide his time, and get nourishment from other channels. After all, if he only absorbed the gifts of the chess player, he would 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?"