Qian Tong held a bow and saber while Taoist Hu held a banner as the two of them walked towards the castle's inner mansion. {
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Along the way, a fragrant aroma wafted through the air. Anyone who smelled this aroma, whether it was the guards, maids, birds, or livestock, all collapsed to the ground, unable to move. They could only watch as the two of them passed through the rooms as if there was no one else around.
This aroma was easy to deal with ordinary people, but it wasn't so effective against those with strong internal Qi. They had to be dealt with personally.
What's more, Qian Tong couldn't feel at ease without seeing Zhang Zhan die in front of him.
The two of them walked straight in, but when they arrived at the inner chamber, Qian Tong stopped in his tracks. He was also on high alert. He knew that Zhang Zhan wasn't someone easy to deal with, so he wasn't in a hurry to cross the threshold. After scanning the room with a sharp gaze and confirming that there were no traps, he sneered and strode in.
Seeing the person lying on the bed, his eyes narrowed and his hand steadily reached down, slowly pulling out the saber hanging from his waist. Then, like a spirit ape, he rushed forward and slashed down with all his strength.
Just as the saber was about to fall, a hand suddenly stretched out from the quilt and accurately caught his wrist while the other hand clasped the back of the saber like an iron pincer.
Qian Tong was startled, struggling to free himself, he knew the situation was bad and quickly abandoned his saber, angrily shouting, "Who is it?"
Then he saw the person clearly and his body shook, "Liang Wu?"
Liang Wu tore open the curtain and jumped out, his face full of anger as he glared at Qian Tong, "The Lieutenant was right, you really want to rebel!"
Qian Tong was a little flustered at first, but when he glanced behind him and saw Daoist Hu also striding in, he calmed himself down and coldly said, "So what if I am? Where's Zhang Zhan? Did he run away? "
Liang Wu clenched his fists. "Qian Tong, I don't understand, the Lieutenant has always treated you well, why do you want to harm him?"
"Why?"
Qian Tong suddenly became agitated, waving the saber in his hand and shouting, "Because I'm not willing! This foundation was built by us old brothers, so why should we hand it over to that kid who's still wet behind his ears? "
Priest Hu walked up and said with a fake smile, "Why bother talking so much nonsense with him? Zhang Zhan was seriously ill. Even if he escapes, he won't be able to live for long. Quickly get rid of this person and kill Zhang Zhan's sons. Then, Rolling Python Mountain will be yours. "
Hearing this, Liang Wu's body trembled as he angrily shouted, "Qian Tong! You dare to kill the lieutenant's family today. Aren't you afraid that Chunde will come and kill your family in the future? "
Qian Tong was a bit hesitant. He indeed had some misgivings about this, and if he killed Zhang Zhan today, he could use the excuse that he was seriously ill. {
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How many people would listen to him?
Priest Hu's narrowed eyes flashed with a cunning glint as he said, "Weeds need to be cut by the roots. As for those who are disobedient, I will take care of them for you. What are you afraid of?"
He wanted Qian Tong to be ruthless so that he would have to rely on himself even more.
"You demon!"
Liang Wu was furious. He stepped forward and threw a punch at Taoist Hu's face.
His strength was outstanding. He had also received pointers from Zhang Zhan and was able to kill lions and tigers empty-handed when he was young. Although he was not as strong as before, he was still in the prime of his life. His punch was still full of strength.
Taoist Hu was not flustered at all. With a mischievous smile, he flicked his sleeve and a Talisman flew out. He shouted, "Thunder!"
With a loud bang, the entire inner room seemed to shake. Liang Wu was immediately knocked back by the talisman and fell ten feet away. He struggled to get up, but after spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, he no longer had any strength left. He stared at Taoist Hu with bloodshot eyes and said, "Demon Taoist!"
Taoist Hu contemptuously waved his sleeves, "You mortals, no matter how skilled you are in martial arts, in the eyes of us immortals, you are nothing but a joke."
Qian Tong also felt fear in his heart when he saw Liang Wu being defeated by Daoist Hu with just a wave of his hand. He looked at Liang Wu and tried to persuade him, "Big Brother Liang, why must you follow Zhang Zhan to the end? You have seen for yourself, Taoist Hu's magic power is boundless. If I invite him to guard Rolling Python Mountain, who would dare to provoke us in the future? You and I, brothers, will join hands and use this as a foundation. We will recruit soldiers and buy horses, attack cities and conquer territories, destroy countries and open up new frontiers. We will also learn from the Great Wei Dynasty's Founding Ancestor and conquer a great land and rivers. In the future, I will be the Emperor and you will be the Great General. I will guarantee that your descendants will be dukes and marquises for generations to come and enjoy endless glory and wealth. "
Liang Wu spat and said, "Despicable person! Ungrateful person, shut up and don't pollute my ears! "
Being scolded by Liang Wu, Qian Tong immediately flew into a rage out of humiliation and raised his saber, but at this moment, a voice called out from behind the tent, "Stop!"
Although Qian Tong was fierce, he couldn't help shivering when he heard this voice. Turning his head, he saw Zhang Zhan being supported by a young servant as he walked out. Zhang Zhan's eyes stared straight at Qian Tong and said, "Qian Tong, are you the one who caused my illness?"
Zhang Zhan was tall, so Qian Tong didn't feel anything when he was lying in bed, but standing in front of Qian Tong at this time, the pressure he felt was very heavy. Qian Tong couldn't help taking a few steps back. Although he had imagined killing Zhang Zhan countless times in his mind, he still couldn't help feeling afraid. Taking a deep breath, Qian Tong puffed out his chest and shouted, "That's right! It's me who wants to kill you! "
Zhang Zhan nodded and said in a deep voice, "All of you, come out."
With a loud bang, the screens on both sides were overturned and a number of soldiers rushed out with crossbows in their hands. These soldiers were all clad in iron armor and their bodies were covered from head to toe in fine steel armor. There were a total of thirty-six of them and they instantly moved to protect Liang Wu and Zhang Zhan behind them. Raising their crossbows high, they aimed them at Qian Tong and Daoist Hu.
Seeing the cold and threatening crossbow bolts in their hands, Qian Tong couldn't help taking two steps back and asking in surprise, "Iron Mask Guards? When did you get transferred here? "
Daoist Hu didn't show the slightest fear, instead smiling contemptuously, "No matter how many come, they're still mortals …"
Zhang Zhan's eyes darkened. If he were to stay in bed and recuperate, he might be able to delay his death, but right now he knew he couldn't hold on much longer. Not wanting to waste any more time, Zhang Zhan waved his hand and the soldiers unhesitatingly pressed down on the crossbow bolts in their hands. With the twang of a bowstring, thirty-six crossbow bolts shot towards the two of them.
Daoist Hu laughed heartily and crushed the jade pendant in his hand. In an instant, a ray of light as bright as the sun shrouded the two of them.
Just Now, the crossbow bolts shot towards them, but they all shattered as if they had hit a steel wall. Daoist Hu snorted and brought the banner in front of him, then bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The flag immediately trembled, and a ghostly phantom appeared. As soon as it appeared, a gust of chilly wind blew up out of thin air, and the candles were instantly extinguished. It emitted a sharp howl that sounded like a sob, and it transformed into a black light that circled around the inner room.
Those iron-masked soldiers originally wanted to resist, but the phantom was formless and formless. After it passed through their bodies, they felt a chill. Then, their vision went black, and they fell to the ground without a sound. Then, they stopped breathing.
Daoist Hu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his back was drenched in cold sweat.
This banner was something he had obtained by chance, and as long as he used it, he could collect a person's soul.
It was just that his foundation was too weak. He could collect the souls of ordinary people, but these thirty-six Iron Mask Guards were battle-hardened warriors with firm wills and no fear of death. Thus, he could only use his Blood Essence to forcibly collect their souls. If he failed, he would immediately suffer severe damage to his vitality and it would take him more than ten years to recover.
Fortunately, his luck was good and he managed to barely succeed, but his face was as white as paper and his hands and feet were sore. It was far from being as easy as he made it sound.
Qian Tong was still in a state of shock. Seeing the ferocious Iron Mask Guards being cut down like paper by Daoist Hu, he laughed wildly and pointed his saber forward, "Zhang Zhan, you want to kill me? You want to kill me? Today, I want to see if it's you or me who dies! "
Zhang Zhan looked at the Iron Mask Guards lying on the ground and shook his head. With a wave of his hand, he pushed aside the servant who was supporting him and stood up straight, "There's no need to say anything more. The winner is king and the loser is a thief. Zhang Zhan's life is here, come and take it."
A hint of joy appeared on Daoist Hu's face. Today, as long as this person died, Rolling Python Mountain would fall into Qian Tong's hands. Then, he would be able to use young boys and girls to refine Renyuan Treasure Pills to strengthen his Soul and Blood Essence. In less than seven or eight years, he would be able to open his meridians and break through.
Thinking of this, Daoist Hu laughed, "With me here today, no matter what tricks you have up your sleeves, you still won't be a match for my Magic Power!
Who would have thought that as soon as these words came out, a voice from outside sneered, "You dare to call your Magic Power with such a petty trick?"
Just as this voice fell, another voice called out, "Father, Father …"
Daoist Hu's complexion greatly changed. The person who spoke just now had a voice as loud as a mountain and as deep as the sea, causing his eardrums to ring and his Internal Qi to become chaotic, as if this person could kill him with a single shout. Others might not be able to sense it, but as a cultivator, he was able to sense just how terrifying this person was. For a time, he couldn't even think of running away.
At this time, Qian Tong also felt that something was wrong, but his senses weren't as sharp as Daoist Hu's, so he thought that Zhang Lingyu had invited an expert from the Spirit Bridge Temple. However, he had waited for this moment for more than ten years, so how could he give up now?
A crazed look suddenly appeared on his face and with a loud shout, he raised the saber in his hand and slashed down towards Zhang Zhan.
At this time, Zhang Zhan was already using all his strength to stand up straight, so he was powerless to dodge. Sighing inwardly, he closed his eyes and waited for his death.
However, after waiting for a long time, there was still no movement, so he slowly opened his eyes and saw that Qian Tong was frozen in place, a thin line of blood slowly leaking from his neck. Then, his entire head slid off his neck and the headless corpse fell to the ground.
He subconsciously took a step back, but his body was on the verge of collapsing. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold on to the pillar and looked forward. He saw a Taoist standing at the doorway. His clothes were fluttering in the wind, and his entire body was enshrouded in a smoke-like mist. He looked like a celestial being. The arrogant Taoist Hu was kneeling in front of him, trembling all over, not daring to raise his head.
Zhang Zhan was overjoyed and asked, "Is it that immortal from Spirit Bridge Temple? Did my son come with us? "
Suddenly, he felt that the person in front of him was familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before. After thinking for a while, his eyes suddenly widened, and his face revealed a bewildered expression. His lips moved a few times, and he said, "You, you …"
The Daoist looked at him and smiled, "Second brother, it's been more than thirty years since we last met. Don't you recognize me?"
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… (To be continued …)
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