In the dense forest of Xiangxi, Su Xin did not choose to fly in the air. Instead, he brought his subordinates and walked step by step through the dense forest.
The dense forest here was too lush, and the trees were all extraordinarily tall. If Su Xin chose to fly in the air, he would only be able to see the forest below, and would not be able to detect any movement within.
Even if Su Xin's perception was strong, it was useless, because the Xiangxi region was humid and hot, forming a faint poisonous miasma in the air. To Martial Warriors, it was naturally nothing, but it could block the perception of Martial Warriors. Even though Su Xin had the cultivation of the True Martial Realm, the strange thing was that his perception was still unable to break through the miasma.
After walking in the dense forest of Xiangxi for two days, Su Xin's subordinates were, after all, Xiantian Stage martial artists, so they could not increase their speed. Only after two days did they truly leave the periphery of the dense forest of Xiangxi.
At this time, what appeared in front of Su Xin and the others was the ruins of a sect that had already been abandoned.
This sect ruins was not small, it had an area of more than five kilometers.
The most important thing was that in this sect ruins, there were countless sword scars everywhere. Even though dozens of years had passed, Su Xin could still feel a dense and terrifying sword intent. Su Xin could already vaguely guess where this place was.
Sure enough, Tong Wuyang then said: "Master, this is where the Chasing Corpse Sect used to be. After it was completely destroyed by the Sword Fighting Sect, the Chasing Corpse Sect never returned to this place."
Su Xin nodded his head. From this ruin, he could tell how terrifying the battle in the past was.
In the past, when the Chasing Corpse Sect was at its strongest, it could be ranked in the top three of the Nine Hells, and the more the Chasing Corpse Sect accumulated, the stronger it became. After all, as long as those corpses did not fight with others, they would not be damaged, and in the later stages, it was not impossible for the Chasing Corpse Sect to become the leader of the Nine Hells.
It was a pity that the Chasing Corpse Sect had provoked someone they shouldn't have. They had overestimated themselves and underestimated the Sword Fighting Sect. That was why they had ended up in their current state.
However, decades had passed, and the Chasing Corpse Sect did not seem to have learned their lesson. They were still so blind that they came to provoke Su Xin.
At the moment, the ruins of the Chasing Corpse Sect no longer had any value. So, Su Xin and the others only glanced at it for a moment before ignoring it and continuing to move stealthily.
The target of Su Xin and the others was a Wu Miao tribe in Xiangxi. The Chasing Corpse Sect cooperated with the local Wu Miao tribe so that they could live in seclusion in the deepest part of the Xiangxi jungle.
This time, the intelligence of the Shadow Guard was inadvertently obtained from them, so whether they could find the Chasing Corpse Sect or not, it was up to them.
Several Shadow Guard scouts were leading the way. They were also the ones who had discovered the news.
However, when the scouts stepped into the territory of the Wu Miao tribe, their faces instantly turned pale. Then, it immediately turned from white to green, and finally turned black. It was obvious that they had been poisoned.
These changes happened in an instant. No one had expected this to happen.
An existence like Su Xin would naturally be able to react, but even if he could, it would be useless. These two people were obviously poisoned. Su Xin could suppress the poison in his body, but he had never learned how to expel the poison in the bodies of others.
Fortunately, Su Xin was prepared.
There were countless poisonous creatures in the Xiangxi jungle, some of which could even cause harm to warriors in the Yang Spirit Realm.
So this time, Su Xin had specially brought the Merciless Hands Medicine King, Sun Bu Hai, to Xiangxi.
When it came to playing with poison, Sun Bu Hai was an ancestor level figure. Moreover, it was not the first time that Sun Bu Hai had come to Xiangxi. Every time he came, he would escape unscathed, as if he had entered his own backyard.
At this time, Sun Bu Hai walked out and directly threw out a few golden centipedes. The golden centipedes instantly turned into golden light and pounced on the few people, sucking their blood.
Almost instantly, the poison in their bodies was sucked into the golden centipedes, causing their bodies to quickly turn black. However, they were still alive and even more agile than before.
Sun Bu Hai walked over and glanced at the few people. He forced their mouths open and fed them an elixir before letting them be carried away.
It was not that these people did not want to move, but they did not even have the strength to open their mouths.
The poison in their bodies had been taken away by the golden centipedes, but at the same time, more than half of their internal energy and vitality had been corroded by the poison. This was something that could not be recovered.
Tong Wuyang's face was a little gloomy. Since entering Xiangxi, Su Xin handed the task to Tong Wuyang and asked him to lead these people to the location of the remaining members of the Chasing Corpse Sect.
However, who would have thought that before they could even see the Chasing Corpse Sect, they would suffer a loss here.
No one knew when the poison was set up. It should be known that the last time the Shadow Guard inquired about information, these things did not exist.
At this time, there was a hostile aura around them, and there were also strange shouts in a strange tone.
Everyone looked forward and saw a group of Wu Miao people dressed in strange clothes appear in the surroundings. They directly surrounded Su Xin and the others, shouting loudly.
Su Xin's face was expressionless. He was only sizing up these Wu Miao people.
These Wu Miao tribesmen were not very powerful and they did not seem to be cultivating martial arts.
Most of these people were bare-chested, revealing their strong bodies. There were strange totems tattooed on them. Their hair was disheveled, and they gave off a savage aura.
These people were probably the warriors of the Wu Miao people. Most of their strength was equivalent to that of the Acquired Realm or Innate Realm. Very few of them had reached the Divine Transformation Realm.
There were more than a dozen Wu Miao people who looked a little strange. They were generally very old and wore black robes. The tattoos on their bodies could not be seen, but there were even more strange totems tattooed on their faces, which looked extremely evil.
Su Xin could not tell the specific strength of these Wu Miao people who wore black robes. This was because he did not even feel the slightest flow of Spiritual Qi in their bodies.
However, with his perception as an expert in the Real Martial Arts Realm, he could tell that these Wu Miao people were not weak. All of them were above the Divine Transformation Realm.
This was especially true for an old man who was holding a walking stick made of an unknown animal's bone. Although he looked very old and his teeth had almost fallen out, Su Xin could still feel a power that was far beyond that of others. This Wu Miao old man probably had the strength to threaten warriors in the Yang God Realm!
Su Xin did not reveal his aura as an expert in the Real Martial Arts Realm. He just turned his head to look at Tong Wuyang and asked, "What are they talking about?"
Su Xin could understand the language of the Golden Horde Kingdom and part of the Western Region. However, the Wu Miao people of Xiangxi were barbarian tribes whose population was even smaller than that of several states in the Zhou Kingdom. Naturally, Su Xin could not understand their language.
Tong Wuyang's face was a little gloomy as he said, "Sir, it seems that we have attracted the attention of these people when we asked for information last time. Now they are asking us to get out of here."
Su Xin smiled and did not take it seriously.
The Wu Miao tribe should be considered a relatively large tribe in the jungle of Xiangxi. However, there were only about 3,000 to 4,000 people at most. Moreover, the strongest old man was only comparable to a warrior in the Yang God Realm even though he was so old. It was not hard to imagine the strength of the entire Wu Miao tribe.
Although they were a tribe, their strength was really not as strong as a top sect in Jianghu.
At this time, the old man who led the group walked out, trembling. He raised the animal bone walking stick in his hand, and suddenly the Wu Miao people quietened down.
The old man said coldly in a stiff and hoarse Central Plains language, "People of the Central Plains, leave the mountains of Xiangxi. This is not a place where you can come."
Su Xin did not say anything. Tong Wuyang stood up and sneered, "All the land in the world belongs to the king. Who said that the land of Xiangxi belongs to the Wu Miao tribe? Moreover, you dared to attack our people just now. We haven't settled this score yet! "
The old man of the Wu Miao tribe said coldly, "The Innumerable Mountains is the territory given to our tribe by the Sorcerer God. People of the Central Plains, no matter what your purpose is here, please leave. The Wu Miao tribe has no intention of becoming enemies with the warriors of the Central Plains. However, if you want to move forward and offend the territory of the Wu Miao tribe, you will be the enemy of our tribe and will be punished by the Sorcerer God!"
Tong Wuyang sneered and directly stepped aside to make way for them.
There was nothing to say to these foreign barbarians. Moreover, Lord Su was still watching, so they could directly attack.
Of course, it was not up to him to attack. Tong Wuyang was not good at martial arts.
Li Bo walked out expressionlessly. The weapon in his hand was the Flying Blood Sword that Su Xin had used before.
The Flying Blood Sword's characteristic of condensing Evil Blood Qi aside, its sharpness and toughness were definitely among the top among the Heavenly Weapons. It was just right for Li Bo to use.
Of course, Leng Wumo, who had cultivated the Soul and Blood Transference Skill, could also use it. Anyway, he did not care what kind of weapon it was.
However, Li Bo was Su Xin's confidant, and Leng Wumo was just a subordinate that Su Xin had forcibly subdued. At this time, Su Xin would not treat them fairly. If there was something good, he would naturally give it to his confidant first.
The moment Li Bo walked out, the expression of the old man from the Wu Miao Tribe changed. Although he had not cultivated martial arts, he could sense an extremely terrifying killing intent from Li Bo. It made his hair stand on end, and a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.
This martial arts practitioner from the Central Plains definitely had the strength to fight with him. Most importantly, the number of people he had killed was probably more than the number of people in his tribe!
Just as the old man from the Wu Miao Tribe was about to say something, Li Bo suddenly moved.
In an instant, Li Bo's figure disappeared from where he was. When he reappeared, the old man from the Wu Miao Tribe could only see a bloody light in front of him. He could only see this ferocious bloody light!
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