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Chapter 80

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Fengsha Relay Station.

The northern wind cut through the billowing sandstorm like a knife.

A group of horses suddenly appeared in the sky like a sandstorm, arriving in the blink of an eye.

It was a troop of fifty black armored cavalrymen led by Daoist Spirit Crane.

A sentient paper crane hovered in the air above his palm, its head pointing in a certain direction.

"As expected … that thief has escaped into this place."

Daoist Spirit Crane's face was filled with disdain. "Our Mirrorcloud Sect's tracking spell can't be easily dispelled …"

He suddenly looked behind him and raised his voice, "That thief won't be able to escape beyond a twenty-mile radius. Search!"

The black armored cavalrymen shouted and squeezed their horses' bellies, sending them charging forward.

Chung Shen-soo was among the cavalrymen when he saw Daoist Spirit Crane looking at him sharply. "Su Daozhi?"

"Yes, sir."

He frowned and stepped forward to receive his orders.

"Do you know that Lu Huolong injured an important person from the heartlands? I don't agree with Junior Sister Feng Xi 'er's intention to protect you." Daoist Spirit Crane did not take him seriously at all and continued, "That's why I've called you out this time to atone for your mistake. You'd better perform well."

Behind him, Zhang Hezhi and Zhao Hu, two minor officials, were present. They immediately shot him a mocking look when they heard his words.

It was obvious that they were very dissatisfied with Chung Shen-soo's attitude the previous time.

Most importantly, he had not even tipped him!

He really didn't know how to behave himself. No wonder he would make friends with bandits.

This time, no one would speak up for him even if he were to die in the desert.

"Yes, sir."

It was an idiotic act to contradict one's superior in the middle of carrying out a military order.

Chung Shen-soo immediately accepted the order and entered the desert, pretending to pursue the enemy courageously.

'Lu Huolong …'

He thought of the swordsman and could not help feeling a little pity. 'I thought you could escape, but … I still got caught.'

This was a fatal matter for itinerant cultivators.

Logically speaking, with his rich experience, he shouldn't have ended up in such a state.

"Perhaps … there was an accident?"

Zhong Shenxiu sighed inwardly. Their friendship had only lasted for a meal, and it hadn't reached the point of life and death. She didn't feel much pity in her heart, but she was very unhappy as she looked at Daoist Spirit Crane and his two followers.

Whoosh … Pa!

He patrolled aimlessly on horseback, obviously not going to find anything.

But not long after, a burst of smoke rose from the west. That was the signal for help from the black armored cavalry!

Seeing this scene, Chung Shen-soo pursed his lips and whipped the horse, causing it to gallop.

Vaguely, there was a fluctuation of magic power coming from the front.

"A battle between cultivators? Is it Lu Huolong versus the spiritual crane? "

Chung Shen-soo spurred his horse on, but by the time he arrived, the battle had already ended.

On the ground, there were several corpses that had been beheaded by flying swords. Dark red blood flowed all over the ground.

Taoist Spirit Crane was meditating with his eyes closed, surrounded by his trusted guards.

In less than ten breaths, he leaped to his feet and laughed heartily. "This Lu Huolong is truly a sword cultivator. It's a pity that he's poisoned and hit by my magic. He's dead for sure. Go and bring his corpse back. Flog it for three days and hang it at the city gates as a warning to others!"

"Understood."

The cavalrymen were in high spirits as they followed the trail in a frenzied pursuit.

Chung Shen-soo deliberately slowed down and gradually distanced himself from the team.

He reached out and wiped his face. A layer of flesh and blood squirmed and transformed into Childe Shen-soo's appearance.

Not only that, but his clothes had also changed to a certain extent.

He threw some miscellaneous items onto his mount and the mount into the alternate dimension. In the blink of an eye, Chung Shen-soo had completed his magnificent transformation.

Riding on the headless Count, he stood tall in the air. One look and anyone could tell that he was a formidable big shot.

High up in the sky, he soon saw something strange.

"Swoosh!"

It was the sound of a flying sword tearing through the air. Moreover, it was the Hundred Steps Flying Sword of a cultivator at the Gang Sha realm!

Within a hundred steps, controlling a flying sword was as easy as controlling an arm. Coupled with a sharp weapon, he could kill anyone who stood in his way!

The ancient sword in Lu Huolong's hand did not look good. However, after it was unsheathed, the sword light was blazing like fire. It was clearly not an ordinary item but a magic weapon!

"Poof!"

The flying sword streaked through the air and landed at an unbelievable angle. One of the cavalrymen in pursuit fell head-first and fell off his horse.

After a successful strike, the flying sword seemed to have a mind of its own. It made another turn and pierced through the heart of another cavalryman.

However, after this strike, the sword seemed to have lost all its strength and fell to the ground. Only the tip of the sword seemed to be unwilling and was still trembling slightly, like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue.

The cavalrymen did not dare to approach. Instead, they cried out in joy, "He's about to die … This merit is practically falling from the sky."

In front of them, Lu Huolong's clothes were still ragged, and there were a few more bloodstains on him.

He pulled out the wine gourd from his waist and drank a mouthful. Suddenly, he coughed violently and spat out large amounts of blood. The blood was black, and when it landed on the ground, it actually solidified. It was extremely horrifying.

"Cough, cough … Haha, if it weren't for my injuries, how would I be humiliated by lowly people like you?"

Lu Huolong was generous and heroic, as if he did not take this seriously. "My great head is waiting for you to come and take it … cough, cough …"

As if they were intimidated by his aura, none of the soldiers dared to step forward.

"The appearance of a lamp running out of oil?!"

At this moment, Chung Shen-soo's figure descended from the sky.

He wore a white robe and held an ivory folding fan in his hand. He was spotless and looked like an immortal that had descended to the world. Everyone was stunned.

Chung Shen-soo did not care about the others. Instead, he looked at Lu Huolong. "You are about to die. Do you regret it?"

"Greetings, Senior Shen-soo!"

Lu Huolong was a little surprised. He had seen Childe Shen-soo and even had a drink with Su Daozhi, but he did not associate the two of them together.

After all, one was an expert with supernatural powers, while the other was only an Innate. The difference was too big.

At this moment, when he heard Chung Shen-soo's question, he could not help but reply, "I, Lu, have never regretted anything in my life … This time, if I did not take the risk to sneak into the Poison Dragon Cave in order to cultivate a spell and was seriously injured, I would not have been humiliated by that eagle dog, the Spirit Crane!"

"You really went to the Poison Dragon Cave?" Chung Shen-soo shook his head. This was equivalent to courting death.

Lu Huolong's obsession with the mutated poisonous snakes was obviously very important to a certain spell of his, and this spell might be a prerequisite for cultivating a supernatural power. Otherwise, he would not be like this.

"Although I did not find any helpers, I was still well-prepared. I deliberately chose to act when the Venerable Poison Dragon was out. Unfortunately …" Lu Huolong's expression was a little strange as he looked at the soldiers chasing after him.

"You seem to have some misgivings? Them? "

Chung Shen-soo pulled Lu Huolong along. Both of them stepped into the void and disappeared in an instant.

On the spot, the soldiers looked at each other helplessly. They could only return to report to Taoist Spirit Crane.

They were not stupid. They would not risk their lives against a supernatural power expert.

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