Gu Fei left in the blink of an eye. The battle didn't break out. Chu Tian instantly relaxed his tense nerves, making him feel exhausted. Only then did he realize that his clothes had long been soaked in cold sweat.
Gu Fei gave him a terrifying feeling. He was like a deity or a demon. Gu Fei was decisive in killing. In a split second, he had killed over a dozen guards with the force of a thunderbolt.
Looking at the mess in front of him and the pungent smell of blood rushing into his nose, Chu Tian's face was still extremely pale. He couldn't calm down for a long time.
He didn't doubt Gu Fei's determination to kill him at all. If Mister Ning was not present, he might have died here with a grievance.
If he was really killed by Gu Fei, then he, Chu Tian, would have died in vain.
The guards that were killed by Gu Fei were in an incomparably miserable state. All of them had their bones and tendons broken, their flesh turned into mud, and their bodies were no longer in human shape. These well-trained guards were nothing more than ants before Gu Fei.
"Who is this person? Why did you offend such a powerful figure?" Mister Ning waved his sleeve and put the chessboard in front of him into his sleeve.
"He's called Gu Fei, and he's an Ascetic Cultivator. However, his identity shouldn't be simple. That Dongfang Long and Beitang Ao seem to be extremely afraid of him, and they didn't hesitate to use despicable methods to kill him." Chu Tian didn't conceal anything and told Mister Ning about the sequence of events.
"Dongfang Clan of Eastern Qi and Beitang Clan of Southern Yan. When did these two cultivation clans get together? Strange! Who could make them afraid? "Mister Ning slightly waved his feather fan. After listening to Chu Tian's story, he couldn't help but frown.
At this moment, on the ancient road leading to Dragon Emperor City, there was a camp about 15 kilometers ahead of the camp of the Rising Sun Caravan.
This camp was larger and had more people than the camp of the Rising Sun Caravan. However, at this time, the camp was brightly lit, and the sound of people clamoring could be heard.
A group of black-clothed people were confronting hundreds of cyan-clothed guards in front of the camp. They were led by a tall and straight young man in black and a middle-aged man in black with a pale face and no facial hair.
Although the young man was handsome and his eyes were like cold stars, there didn't seem to be anything special about him. However, the black-clothed middle-aged man gave people a very strange feeling. Especially his eyes, which were incomparably deep and emitted a dense chill.
"Cut the crap. Hurry up and hand over that thing, or else … hmph!" The black-clothed young man looked maliciously at the white-clothed young man, who was standing in front of hundreds of guards. The corners of his mouth curled into an evil smile.
This young man was the mysterious person who had tried to assassinate Gu Fei twice.
"Beitang Ao, if you know what's good for you, then quickly retreat. Offending our Ling Clan won't do your Beitang Clan any good!" Beside the handsome white clothed young master stood an old servant in a cyan gown. It was this old servant who spoke those words.
"Li Zhong, your surname is not Ling. If you're willing to hand over that thing, I might consider sparing your life." At this moment, the black-clothed middle-aged man suddenly stepped forward and impatiently said to the old servant.
The black-clothed middle-aged man was filled with a dangerous qi. An extremely obscure strength was surging inside his body. He was like a ferocious beast lurking in the dense woods, ready to launch a fatal strike at any passing prey.
Undoubtedly, the middle-aged man's prey were the members of Haotian Ling Clan.
That handsome young master was Ling Luoyan, who was disguised as a man, while that old servant in a cyan gown was Granddad Zhong.
Dragon Emperor City was over 100 miles away from the ancient road. However, Ling Luoyan and the others could never imagine that their caravan could encounter members of Beitang Clan outside Dragon Emperor City.
Seeing Beitang Ao's unbridled gaze roaming around her body, Ling Luoyan's face turned ashen. She gripped the longsword at her waist, wishing she could rush forward and dig out Beitang Ao's eyeballs to feed to the wild dogs.
This person was really too hateful. As the beloved daughter of the head of Ling Clan, nobody had ever dared to look at Ling Luoyan in such a blatant manner. She was extremely disgusted by Beitang Ao's gaze.
"I don't know what you're talking about. I don't have what you want." Granddad Zhong's aged words contained a kind of decisiveness. He looked straight at the black-clothed middle-aged man and emitted a majestic aura as he confronted the powerful enemy in front of him.
Although he was old, his battle spirit was not. As a martial artist, Granddad Zhong displayed a kind of fearless spirit. Although the enemy was powerful, he would never hesitate in a battle.
"You don't know? I think you're just pretending to be crazy! "The black-clothed youth, Beitang Ao, stared at Granddad Zhong and said coldly.
"Since you don't want to hand it over yourself, then I have to take it myself!" The middle-aged man said with a cold expression as he stepped forward and wanted to attack Granddad Zhong.
"Clang!"
Hundreds of green-clothed guards immediately unsheathed their weapons and pointed them forward. The green-clothed guards of the Haotian Merchant Group were well-trained. Their movements were neat and uniform, and a fierce aura immediately spread out.
Obviously, these guards were real martial artists who had seen blood and killed people on the battlefield. The killing intent of hundreds of people gathered together. Even a young expert like Beitang Ao could not help but be moved.
"So what if you have more people? In my eyes, you're just a group of ants! " The middle-aged man looked at the hundreds of green-clothed guards in front of him and said indifferently. At the same time, a majestic and heavy energy fluctuation spread out from the middle-aged man's body.
He was not being arrogant, nor was he speaking nonsense. This middle-aged man definitely had the strength to sweep away hundreds of green-clothed guards.
Granddad Zhong's face was ashen. He knew that he was probably doomed tonight. This middle-aged man was definitely a rare expert in the Beitang Clan, and he was not his opponent.
The Beitang Clan was one of the top cultivation clans in the Yan Kingdom. It had a long history, and no one knew what kind of foundation this clan had. They only knew that this clan was definitely not simple. To be able to not be buried in history and continue to be passed down, such a cultivation clan must have something extraordinary.
"Uncle, why do you need to kill these people personally? It's better for me to get rid of these ants! "Beitang Ao said disdainfully. He did not put the people of the Haotian Merchant Group in his eyes at all.
"Alright! Quickly bring the things over. I don't want to have any more problems! "The middle-aged man nodded and retreated. This place was not far from the Dragon Emperor City. It would not be good if they attracted the attention of other experts.
"Humph! Die! "Beitang Ao strode forward and stretched out his right hand." Peng! " A green light burst out from his palm. A large amount of green silk threads immediately shot out from his palm. Like countless tentacles, they entangled towards Granddad Zhong.
Those were not real silk threads, but energy threads condensed from energy. This was a kind of magical ability that Beitang Ao had mastered. It was an extremely powerful magical ability. The green energy threads could cut through anything.
"Xiao Cui, Xiao Yue, protect the young master and retreat!" Granddad Zhong shouted in a deep voice. Then, he took a step forward and shook the long sword in his hand. "Om!" A dragon-like sword cry resounded as a dazzling sword light suddenly appeared.
The dazzling sword light, like a silver dragon, soared up to meet the entangling green energy strands. Unparalleled Sword Qi constantly shot out and destroyed the thousands of green strands.
Then, Granddad Zhong soared into the sky, turned around in the air, and waved the long sword in his hand. The tip of the sword turned into many cold stars and fell down from the sky, shrouding Beitang Ao under the endless starlight, blocking all of his escape routes.
Granddad Zhong's sword move was very marvelous.
"Heh!" Beitang Ao's face revealed a trace of evil smile. "Reversal of Heaven and Earth!" With a light shout, Beitang Ao waved his hands, and a wave of bizarre energy fluctuation suddenly surged out from his hands.
In an instant, Grandpa Zhong felt like the world was spinning. It was as if the universe had turned upside down. In the next moment, a horrifying scene appeared in front of him.
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