The Art of Concealment
Chapter 387: Concealment Technique
Swish!
After the two martial artists at the middle and late stage of the Real Martial Realm were killed, the area instantly became quiet, so quiet that it was scary.
At this time, many martial artists were extremely frightened. They knew that the Evil Blood Guards were strong, but they did not expect them to be this strong.
The martial artists at the middle and late stage of the Real Martial Realm had been killed by them in one move, and not even their dregs were left.
This time, many martial artists became obedient, and some low-level martial artists even held their breath, not daring to breathe too loudly.
In contrast, Hou Qingchen's face was much uglier.
The capital's Zhang family was behaving so atrociously in Ivory City, completely disrespecting the mayor's residence!
"Yang Kun has already used the royal family's unique voice transmission method to contact the royal family. I wonder when the royal family will send someone." Taking a deep breath, Hou Qingchen did not stand out, but chose to wait quietly.
He knew that Yang Kun had used the royal family's unique voice transmission method.
Once the royal family received the news, they would definitely send someone strong as soon as possible. From the capital to Ivory City, if a Yin-Yang Realm martial artist rushed at full speed, it would only take about six hours.
It had been two hours since Yang Kun used the voice transmission method, and all Hou Qingchen had to do was wait here!
Bang!
At the same time, in the Zhang family courtyard.
After hurriedly exchanging a punch with Hong Mo, Zhang Quan took a few steps back to stabilize himself.
After stabilizing himself, Zhang Quan's face was a little ugly.
Originally, he thought that he could kill the man in red in one move. Who would have thought that the man in red was so strong that he could easily block his punch with 50% of his strength?
In the capital's Zhang family, Zhang Quan was a peerless genius of the same generation as Zhang Tianwen, and his strength was terrifying.
When Zhang Quan was in the late stage of the Primal Core stage, he had fought with an early stage Yin-Yang Realm martial artist and even killed him.
The man in red in front of him was only in the late stage of the Primal Core stage, and his punch with 50% of his strength was easily blocked.
"Who are you!" Taking a deep breath, Zhang Quan said coldly.
"And who are you?" Hong Mo frowned, and his heart became vigilant.
Not long ago, Ning Yue had communicated with him and told him that there was an expert rushing to the Zhang family.
At first, Hong Mo did not think much of it, because he did not sense it.
But when he saw Zhang Quan, he knew that Ning Yue was right!
"I keep having the feeling that there are experts hiding in the surroundings." The Red Fiend was a spirit body and was very sensitive to energy. He kept feeling that there was an expert in the void and couldn't help but look towards the west.
"Hmm? You found me? "
In the void, an illusory figure furrowed his brows in disbelief.
The illusory martial artist was called Zhang Hang. Although his cultivation was only at the half-step Yin-Yang Realm, his concealment technique was superb.
He had once obtained a concealment art. Unless it was a Yin-Yang Realm late-stage martial artist, no one would be able to sense him!
"It shouldn't be possible. His cultivation is only at the late Primal Core stage. No matter how strong his senses are, he shouldn't be able to detect me." Shaking his head slowly, Zhang Hang said in a deep voice, "Leave this red-clothed man to Zhang Quan. I will go deeper into the Zhang Clan to take a look …"
"Humph! It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, because this day next year will be the day you die! "
Zhang Quan snorted coldly and flicked his sleeves. In an instant, a cold light flew out and headed straight for the Red Fiend.
Although the Red Fiend had five Primal Core stage martial artists by his side, in Zhang Quan's eyes, they were all embroidered pillows that looked good but were useless.
As long as he wanted to, he could kill them at any time.
In his eyes, the Red Fiend was his biggest enemy!
"You think you can kill me?" With a cold smile, the Red Fiend's body became illusory.
In the next instant, the Red Devil appeared in front of Zhang Quan. His fist brought about a violent gust of wind and landed squarely on Zhang Quan's chest.
Bang!
Being punched in the chest by the Red Fiend, Zhang Quan couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Pa!
At this moment, the cold light from Zhang Quan also hit the Red Fiend's chest. The huge force caused the Red Fiend to retreat several feet.
In this blow, both sides were evenly matched!
"Big Brother, should we help?" Seeing the battle between the Red Fiend and Zhang Quan, one of the early Primal Core stage martial artists frowned.
"Not for the time being. The Red Fiend will not be defeated so easily. He still has a trump card that he hasn't used yet," one of the late Primal Core stage martial artists said, shaking his head.
"Big Brother is right. Our target is Ning Yue. As for other matters that have nothing to do with us, we should try our best not to get involved," another early Primal Core stage martial artist said.
"Big Brother, Ning Yue and Zhang Hao didn't go to the Zhang Family's forbidden grounds together, did they?" the first early Primal Core stage martial artist asked worriedly.
"Ning Yue will not die so easily. All we have to do is wait!" The late Primal Core stage martial artist said in a low voice, "Don't ask about anything else, and don't say anything. As long as Zhang Quan doesn't provoke us, we don't have to do anything."
"Alright …"
Whoosh!
While the Red Fiend and Zhang Quan were battling, Ning Yue exhaled deeply in the courtyard of the Zhang Family and slowly stood up.
Feeling the strength of his soul power, Ning Yue was elated.
"The late seventh-grade soul power is indeed very strong. It directly raised my soul power to the pinnacle of fifth-grade. Now I can try to practice the sixth form of the Netherworld Samsara Palm."
After a period of devouring, Ning Yue had finally devoured all of Xu Jinfu's soul power.
And the strength of his soul had also advanced from the late fifth-grade to the pinnacle.
After his soul power had advanced to the pinnacle of fifth-grade, Ning Yue felt refreshed, and even his senses had improved significantly.
"The sixth form of the Netherworld Samsara Palm, reincarnation … Oh no!" In his mind, Ning Yue recalled the sixth form of the Netherworld Samsara Palm. Just as he was about to practice it, his expression changed, and his pupils shrank.
Without much time to think, he immediately gathered the Yuan Qi in his sea of knowledge into his palms and struck out.
Peng!
In the next moment, a crisp sound rang in the area.
Then, Ning Yue's body fell backward like a kite with a broken string.
Crack!
His body hit the door of the courtyard heavily, and the wooden door was smashed into pieces!
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ning Yue stared at a black figure not far away. His face was completely gloomy.
Although the martial artist in front of him was only a half step to the Yin-Yang Realm, his concealment skill was very strong. If his soul power had not advanced to the pinnacle of fifth-grade, he might not even know how he was killed.
"Ning Yue, how did you find me!"
At this moment, Zhang Hang's face was full of disbelief. To be precise, he was extremely dumbfounded.
In fact, it was no wonder that his concealment skill, which he was so proud of, had been discovered by Ning Yue!
If Ning Yue was a martial artist in the advanced Yin-Yang Realm, it would be fine. However, the reality was that Ning Yue was in the advanced Real Martial Realm.
"How do you know my name?" Without answering Zhang Hang's question, Ning Yue frowned and said, "First of all, you are not from the Corpse Sect, because you don't have a trace of the Corpse Sect's aura on you. Secondly, this is the Zhang family …"
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