The group of Soaring Sky City's underlings looked at each other and burst into laughter.
"What nonsense is this brat talking about?"
"Does he think that he is King Dalong Of Zhao or Sect Leader Qiu of Moon Worshipping Cave? How arrogant! "
"Maybe he thinks that he is from the Nine Heavens just because he is wearing a white robe!"
They were mocking Shen Zhenyi one after another. They were indifferent to Shen Zhenyi's words. This was the territory of Soaring Sky City. Even if the real Great Dragon King Zhao or Qiu Yinxuan were here, they would have to think twice.
Who was this young man? How dare he speak such arrogant words?
Who did he think he was?
The underling sneered, "Newborn calves are really not afraid of tigers. I will give you a chance. If you kowtow and beg for mercy now and hand over the Dragon Hawk Blood with both hands, I will give you a chance to live …"
Chi!
His vision blurred. His mouth was still moving. He realized that he was falling rapidly. At the same time, he saw a familiar figure.
Shen Zhenyi brushed past him.
What the underling saw was his own back.
When they brushed past each other, the head of the underling, who was full of obscenities, quietly fell to the ground.
Shen Zhenyi did not lose his pace.
"He killed the captain!"
"Stop him!"
"Kill him!"
The group of underlings shouted. They held all kinds of weapons recklessly and rushed toward Shen Zhenyi. However, before they could get within one zhang of Shen Zhenyi, they were pierced by the formless Sword Qi that flew like a net. Blood spurted out as they fell to the ground.
A few of the more timid ones had already noticed that Shen Zhenyi was not an ordinary person. They were so scared that they did not dare to move. They watched as Shen Zhenyi swaggered away.
"Quickly … report to the Vice City Lord!"
It was only after Shen Zhenyi had gone far away that someone looked at the corpses on the ground and ran in another direction in fear.
They were used to running amok in the Gobi Desert. When had they ever met such a tough character? Knowing that they had kicked an iron plate, they had to get back their face. Otherwise, how could they still have the face to hang around here?
Soaring City was not like the Dragon Emperor Palace, the Moon Worshipping Cave, or the Purple Ember Sect, which had a long history. In fact, it was a complex amalgamation of experts from various sects. Due to various reasons, they ended up here and formed a huge force that could even fight against the local old and powerful sects.
The Vice City Lord, Xue Ao, was only 58 years old this year. He was an abandoned disciple of a large sect in the Central Region. Originally, he was a lone bandit in the Central Region of the Nine Regions. Later on, he was banished and fled to the Feilan Region, where he joined the Soaring Sky City. Because of his ruthlessness and superior means, he accumulated merits and was promoted to the position of Vice City Lord.
It was also because of his existence that Soaring Sky City had become more and more domineering over the years. Their reputation was also deteriorating day by day. In the eyes of the people of Feilan Province, they were no different from bandits.
Today, he was patrolling the desert with his troops. The so-called patrolling was nothing more than snatching from any Hunting Group that had not paid the protection fee. Or, if they saw others with good things, even if they had already paid the protection fee, they still had to snatch it from them.
The Hundred Battle Squad was one of the scouts under his command.
When he heard the report from those frightened subordinates, Xue Ao flew into a rage. At the same time, a greedy expression appeared on his face.
"Someone can get the Dragon Eagle Blood? That's great, it's time for me to get this treasure! Since this brat dares to attack our Soaring Sky City, I will definitely strangle him like a mouse. Brothers, follow me and chase after him. Let's take revenge for the Hundred Battle Squad! "
Revenge and so on were just excuses he had made up. The structure of Soaring Sky City was loose. How could there be brotherhood?
Xue Ao was old. His bones and blood were not as strong as when he was in his prime. His martial arts cultivation had always been stagnant. If he had the Dragon Eagle Blood to nourish his body, he would definitely be able to overcome the bottleneck and reach a higher level.
He had thought of hunting the Dragon Eagle before, but the success rate was too low. Thus, he did not take it seriously. Now that someone had appeared in front of him with the Dragon Eagle Blood, wasn't this a heaven-sent opportunity?
As for the fact that Shen Zhenyi had easily defeated the Hundred Battle Team, Xue Ao did not care about it at all. None of these underlings had entered the True Sage Realm. If they met a young expert, they would definitely kill him as if he was a chicken.
However, no matter how young the expert was, it was impossible for him to win against Old Xue.
The more Xue Ao thought about it, the more pleased he became. He urged the Black Fur Wolf Cavalry to chase after Shen Zhenyi's scent.
Shen Zhenyi walked slowly. Suddenly, he frowned and stopped in his tracks.
He smelled the scent of the enemy.
"That annoying little bug is here again."
Shen Zhenyi looked around. He still had not walked out of the Gobi Desert. This place was barren. There were only a few sparse clusters of withered grass not far away. There were ravines on the ground that looked like growth rings. Those were the traces left behind by the sandstorm.
The sky gradually darkened. The night sky was a transparent sapphire blue. A crescent moon hung in the east, faintly revealing a bloody shadow.
"The crescent moon has just risen. It's the perfect time to kill."
Shen Zhenyi smiled and stood with his hands behind his back. He took out some rations from his sleeves to eat and drank a mouthful of water.
The Abandoned Sword Villa's tamed beasts could not enter the Gobi Desert. He was in Beigu Village, so he could not bring too many things with him. However, traveling a thousand miles and killing the Dragon Eagle was a piece of cake for him. Therefore, he did not need to spend too much effort.
However, the Soaring Sky City was bold enough to provoke him.
It seemed that … he had to start a massacre to teach them a lesson.
Shen Zhenyi simply stood by the roadside and waited for their arrival.
Xue Ao sped all the way. In less than an hour, he saw Shen Zhenyi's white figure from afar. His sleeves fluttered in the night wind. He stood as straight as a javelin.
"Deputy Castellan, something is strange!"
The meticulous spy quickly reported to Xue Ao. "This brat seems to be waiting for us deliberately."
This brat was too bold. He hurt the people of Soaring Sky City, yet he did not run away. Instead, he dared to wait by the roadside. A few members of the Hundred Battle Squad had seen how Shen Zhenyi killed people calmly. Seeing him standing there so calmly, they could not help but feel terrified.
Xue Ao laughed. "He's just deliberately mystifying. How high can his cultivation be? Watch carefully. Let this old man go over and slap him into minced meat! "
He was invincible in the Gobi Desert. He was second only to the Castellan. Other than that, he had not met a worthy opponent for twenty to thirty years. How could he take a fledgling seriously?
Shen Zhenyi heard this too.
He only smiled slightly. He did not even bother to lift his eyelids.
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