One by one, the disciples of the six sects were escorted into the military camp by the ghost soldiers and generals. They staggered as they walked, and all of them had injuries on their bodies. They looked dispirited, and there were close to 400 of them. The disciples who took the initiative to visit looked at the seniors who were captured with different expressions. It was hard to tell if they were gloating or pitying them. They could only watch as they were locked up in a few big tents. As for what would happen next, no one knew.
After Yue Qianchou's gaze found his old enemy in the crowd, he retracted it without stopping. He wiped away the smile on his face and turned to the crowd, shaking his head and sighing. "Sigh! If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place! I'll go and beg the general to let them off. "
As he spoke, he staggered towards the central tent. Not a single ghost soldier or general stopped him. Actually, none of the disciples of the six sects wanted him to plead for them. However, they could only keep their thoughts to themselves and not say it out loud.
When Meng Yan saw Yue Qianchou enter, he chuckled. "Everyone's Dantian is sealed, and they can't fight back. Mister, if you have something to do, you can go and do your own thing. No one will disturb you. " Yue Qianchou chuckled and cupped his hands to thank him. He turned around and walked out. He came to a big tent where the disciples of the six sects were locked up and looked around. As expected, he didn't see any of Meng Yan's subordinates.
The people who were locked up lifted their heads weakly and were shocked when they saw the person who came. Some of them had even met Yue Qianchou at the peak of the mountain. How could this disciple of Fuxian Island come and go as he pleased? Yue Qianchou couldn't be bothered to talk nonsense, and there was no need for him to. After contacting Bai Suzhen in Utopia, he immediately made his move, and the people he touched disappeared one by one.
He clapped his hands and looked around at the empty tent. Expressionlessly, he went to the next tent and did the same thing. Finally, he entered the tent where Yan Shu was locked in. Under the latter's terrified gaze, he cleared everyone around him and stood in front of him. He rolled up his sleeves and smiled, "Martial Uncle Yan, I finally get to see you. I've been waiting for this day for a long time. Sigh! I can finally resolve one of my worries. "
Yan Shu was inexplicably terrified. He staggered backwards. "Yue Qianchou, what are you doing?"
Pa! Yue Qianchou walked over and gave him a heavy slap, causing him to fall to the ground. He then jumped up and stomped on Yan Shu, cursing. "Fuck, do you think you can call my name so casually?"
Yan Shu howled as he crawled everywhere. His dantian was now sealed, and his body was only slightly better than a normal person's. How could he endure the punches and kicks of Yue Qianchou chasing after him? His nose and mouth were bleeding non-stop. After a while, Yue Qianchou straightened his back and let out a deep breath. "It feels so good to beat my enemy. Fuck, I haven't felt so good in a long time."
He stretched his chest, clenched his fists, and loosened his muscles. He rolled up his fallen sleeves again. This time, he rolled them up high to prevent them from falling again. He walked over to Yan Shu, who was hiding under the long table, and gave him a slap. Then, he smiled. "Now you know what I'm going to do, right? Based on our good relationship, what do you think I'm going to do? Of course, I'm going to f * ck you. "
Yan Shu, who had been beaten out of shape, had blood all over his face. He mumbled, "Yue Qianchou, if you dare to treat me like this, my father won't let you go."
"Hehe! What a f * cking genius. "Yue Qianchou sneered." You idiot, who won't let who go? You're already in your seventies or eighties, yet you still bring up your old bastard father to scare people. You better think about what last words you want me to pass on to your father! "
With a "pa" sound, Yan Shu's nose was smashed flat. Blood splattered everywhere. Yue Qianchou's blood-stained hands became even more bloody.
"Quick, call me father. Maybe I'll let you go if I'm in a good mood." Yue Qianchou pulled his blood-stained clothes and shouted. Then, he slapped Yan Shu again and shouted, "Bastard, why are you pretending to be dead? Call me father now."
"Huff … huff …" Yan Shu, who could no longer breathe through his nose, could only use his mouth to breathe. His teeth had all fallen off. He desperately raised his head that was hanging to one side. Suddenly, with a "pu" sound, he spat a mouthful of blood on Yue Qianchou's face.
"You're courting death!" Yue Qianchou roared. With a "ya" sound, he pulled Yan Shu's head and gave him a heavy punch. The latter's head made a crisp sound and drooped on his back. He was no longer breathing.
Yue Qianchou, who was in a rage, did not notice that he was already dead. He pressed Yan Shu to the ground unwillingly and punched him until his head was smashed into pieces. Only then did he stand up. He raised his arm to wipe the blood off his face. His sleeve was instantly dyed red. His blood-stained face looked a little ferocious. He looked at the corpse on the ground and murmured, "I think Chen Feng said that human skin is a good material for making high-class talismans. I can't waste it."
He lifted his leg and the corpse disappeared without a trace. A pool of blood was left on the ground. He did not see his current image. He put down his sleeves and patted his clothes. Instead, he walked out of the tent as if nothing had happened. He walked towards the main tent. As soon as he entered, he found Meng Yan and Yu Ji staring at him blankly.
He had also come to his senses now. Just now, he was immersed in the pleasure of killing his enemy with his own hands. He was in high spirits and did not care about the blood on his body at all. Yue Qianchou smiled embarrassedly, "I really did it by accident."
Did it by accident? Did he accidentally get it all over his body? What did this guy do to those people? Meng Yan and Yu Ji exchanged glances. After the former asked someone to bring him to take a bath, the couple went to the three big tents together. They were all empty except for one of the big tents that was covered with blood.
Where were the people? Where did they go? They also called the ghost soldiers outside to ask. They all said that they did not see any prisoners coming out. They only heard screams coming from inside. The two of them looked at each other in dismay. They knew that there were some cultivators in this world who would cultivate some demonic arts and evil techniques. However, in such a short period of time, nearly four hundred people were turned into nothingness. It was a little too terrifying. Just thinking about it made the two of them shudder. This kid was a little evil.
After taking a bath, Yue Qianchou felt comfortable all over. Moreover, he had killed Yan Shu. He felt refreshed. He took out a set of clothes from his storage bag and put them on. Then, he returned to the main tent. He took a few steps forward and cupped his hands in greeting to the couple sitting behind the main table. "Thank you, Great General and Madam, for letting me vent my anger."
"You're welcome, Mister." Meng Yan raised his hand and gestured for him to sit down. He smiled and said, "It's fate that I can meet you today. Unfortunately … Sigh! The sky is getting brighter. It's not convenient for me to ask you to stay. "
Yue Qianchou also knew that no matter how powerful Meng Yan and the others were, they would not dare to come out in broad daylight. This was the restriction of the laws of heaven and earth. Otherwise, their souls would definitely be destroyed. He nodded and asked, "Is General going to break camp?"
"Yes!" Meng Yan raised his hand and pointed to the south. He said, "A thousand miles to the south, there is a canyon called 'Valley of Yin Wind'. It is my headquarters. Mister, if you have time, please come and visit."
"Thank you, Great General. If that's the case, I'll take my leave. I'll definitely pay you a visit another day." Yue Qianchou stood up and said. Now was not the time to talk. If he stayed any longer, he would only bring trouble to them. The laws of heaven and earth were merciless!
"Please!" Meng Yan raised his hand. Then, he and Yu Ji saw him off. Below the stage, Yue Qianchou once again turned around to thank the two of them. Then, he quickly led the disciples of the six sects out of the camp.
"Break camp!" With a command, everyone in the camp started to move. Not long after, they were ready. The army from the World of Spirits and Souls disappeared in front of the disciples of the six sects. Those disciples from the other sects who were captured were also nowhere to be seen.
Yue Qianchou looked back at the crowd and smiled bitterly. "Those seniors didn't show up in an hour, which angered the Ghost General. It was useless no matter how much I tried. In the end, they all … Sigh!"
The crowd was already very grateful to him for surviving the disaster. Moreover, they were not interested in those seniors from the other sects. Hence, they all comforted him and advised him not to blame himself …
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