Chapter 1242
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"Little Wen." Although Ouyang Lan couldn't see the situation, she looked eagerly at Zhou Wen when she heard Ya 'er's words.
Zhou Wen thought for a moment and said, "I'll give it a try."
If An Tianzuo was killed, it would be their turn next. Zhou Wen thought that he might as well take action now. At the very least, it would be easier.
He only needed to deal with the Grotto. The other Guardians' abilities weren't much of a threat to An Tianzuo. It was best to let An Tianzuo deal with it himself. Zhou Wen had never liked killing.
Zhou Wen walked down Mount Laojun and was about to enter the battlefield when he suddenly frowned and quickly retreated.
A ghost-like arrow brushed past the hair on Zhou Wen's forehead and vanished mid-flight.
Zhou Wen turned his head and saw Xiao holding his bow with one hand. He casually grabbed at the air with his other hand and an arrow appeared in his hand. He nocked the arrow on the bowstring and aimed it at Zhou Wen. "Little Brother, can you not interrupt such an exciting performance?"
"Xiao!" Ouyang Lan exclaimed. She naturally knew how powerful Xiao was.
Back then, Zhou Wen and An Tianzuo had been present and had the upper hand, but they had failed to make Xiao stay.
Beside Xiao stood two people. From their attitude, they weren't Xiao's subordinates. It was very likely that they were like Xiao — Saints of the temple.
Zhou Wen couldn't be bothered to say anything as he summoned Sword Pill and held it in his hand.
"Why are you in such a hurry to leave?" The arrow in Xiao's hand flew out like a ghost, forcing Zhou Wen to dodge it.
The other two Saints also blocked Zhou Wen's path to support An Tianzuo from different directions.
"Let me introduce you. This is Lei Bao, a Saint of the Connate Holy Temple." Xiao smiled as he pointed at a fellow wearing Guardian armor. He wasn't tall, but his figure was horizontal, making him look like a tank.
Lei Bao snorted coldly and didn't say a word.
Xiao pointed at another Saint with a relatively normal figure, but he was wearing a gorgeous golden armor that made him look like an emperor patrolling in grand attire. "This is Saint Huang Quan of the Divine Emperor Temple."
Huang Quan looked down at Zhou Wen like an emperor looking at a slave. He said coldly, "Xiao, I'm here to kill An Tianzuo. It's best you finish such a fellow yourself."
"Brother Huangquan, you mustn't underestimate him. His strength is not inferior to An Tianzuo's. I alone am not his match, so it's better for the three of us to attack together," said Xiao with a stern expression.
Hearing Xiao's words, Huang Quan and Lei Bao both revealed looks of disdain.
"You Saints of the Trajectory Holy Temple are best at avoiding the important and dwelling on the trivial. To need the three of us to join forces to deal with such a person, aren't you afraid of embarrassing yourselves?" Huang Quan said disdainfully.
"Losing face is better than losing your life." Xiao didn't think much of it. From the looks of it, he would immediately leave once Huang Quan and Lei Bao left. He definitely wouldn't fight Zhou Wen head-on.
"Fine, it won't take much time to deal with a nobody. Since An Tianzuo can't escape, I'll kill him first. It won't be too late to kill An Tianzuo later, "Huang Quan said as he walked towards Zhou Wen.
With every step he took, the golden light on his body intensified. Although the light was intense, it wasn't scorching. It only had an indescribably powerful pressure.
The Sunset Army officers watching the battle from the mountain seemed to be affected by some force despite being so far away. They had the urge to kneel down involuntarily.
Thankfully, the officers who had followed An Tianzuo were all bigwigs in the military. All of them had reached the Mythical stage, and their willpower had been tempered in war. Only then did they resist the urge to kneel down.
Holy Emperor Body … Isn't that a power unique to the Cape family? Could this person be from the Cape family? It doesn't look like it. He should be from the East District, right? An uninformed officer was secretly surprised.
Zhou Wen naturally knew that Huang Quan was definitely not from the Cape family, but a fellow from the Divine Emperor Temple.
Zhou Wen had always suspected that the secrets he had heard from the Dugu family seemed to be related to these Saints.
Zhou Wen suspected that some of the orphans that Dugu Qianqiu had nurtured might have entered the Holy Temple and become Saints.
Otherwise, the spots to enter the Holy Land would be in the hands of the six families every year. Ordinary people wouldn't be able to enter, and the Holy Temple wouldn't have a chance to find suitable candidates.
However, those orphans were different. If one of the orphans looked identical to the young people of the six families, they could replace them without anyone noticing and enter the Holy Land.
Otherwise, Saints like Xiao and Lie definitely couldn't be nurtured overnight. It was impossible for the Holy Temple to randomly find someone to become a Saint.
However, this was only Zhou Wen's guess. He couldn't be sure if the Saints were related to the orphans that Dugu Qianqiu had nurtured.
Now, Zhou Wen wanted to know what the relationship between the Holy Temple and the League of Defender was.
It didn't seem like they were on the same side. Cave Era and company were somewhat surprised by the arrival of Xiao and the other two Saints.
However, from Cave Era and company's reaction, Zhou Wen felt that they didn't treat Xiao and company as enemies. They didn't have much hostility. This seemed to mean that the relationship between them wasn't that simple. At the very least, they were definitely not pure strangers.
Huang Quan walked towards Zhou Wen step by step. Not only was the power of Royalty rising from his body, but even golden chains of light began to appear outside Zhou Wen's body.
The golden chains of light bound Zhou Wen's body and gradually turned corporeal. Like shackles, they locked Zhou Wen's body tightly.
"Old Lei, let's attack together," Xiao said to Lei Bao.
"There's no need. I alone am enough." However, Huang Quan rejected him arrogantly. As he got closer and closer to Zhou Wen, the shackles on Zhou Wen's body became more corporeal, and the restraints on his body became stronger.
Zhou Wen increasingly felt that these Saints were like orphans. They were indeed very powerful, but they seemed to be lacking in personality. They seemed a little different from ordinary people.
Zhou Wen felt that it was very likely a result of growing up in such a special environment. He originally wanted to observe a little longer, but Huang Quan had already walked in front of him. He raised the golden sword condensed from golden light in his hand. The powerful power of Royalty emitted from the golden sword was much stronger than when Xiao used the Holy Emperor Body.
Perhaps this is the difference between a professional and an amateur. As Zhou Wen thought about it, Huang Quan had already slashed down. He wasn't in the mood to waste his breath on Zhou Wen. One of the four Combat Gods, Zhan Tianzuo, was his true opponent.
Naive child. Zhou Wen sighed inwardly as he clenched Sword Pill in his hand.
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