When the clear and cold zither music appeared a second time, Zhu Ye and Ning Shiwei were both alarmed. They gazed at the girl and the middle-aged scholar walking out of the darkness, their faces grave and wary. For someone to appear in such a cold night in such a remote mountain range meant that they were no ordinary person.
A subordinate had reported that the middle-aged scholar and the girl had once performed in an inn in Gaoyang Village, and many people had seen them before. But Zhu Ye and Ning Shiwei knew that they were no ordinary zither players, no ordinary singing girls. Just like the zither music lingering in the mountain range, it was assuredly not ordinary.
Tianhai Zhanyi also knew that something was strange, but after encountering so many things tonight, he was already rather annoyed, numb, and unwilling to think too much about it. Moreover, in his view, given the strength of his side, even if they were forced to rest here, how could they not be able to do anything to them?
No matter what scheme you have, this young master will not give you a chance to use it. I'll just use my formidable strength to kill you. Could you also be like Chen Changsheng, forcing all of us to sullenly kneel on the ground the moment you make an appearance, only able to leave? Is there a second Pope in the human world?
As Tianhai Zhanyi thought this, he casually waved his hand, causing the experts of the Tianhai clan to attack the girl and the middle-aged scholar.
The zither music was still echoing in the darkness when two streams of light suddenly appeared and entered the group of experts. Countless flowers of blood blossomed.
Severed limbs and chunks of flesh rained down, smashing against the snow-covered mountain path and creating flowers of blood.
Two beauties appeared amidst the flowers of blood.
One of them was completely naked, giving off a mature and charming feeling, while the other was wearing Gujian Sect's dress, gentle and reserved. They gave off a completely opposite feeling, as if they were black and white. The only thing they had in common was that their hands were continuously dripping red blood onto the ground.
This blood belonged to the experts of the Tianhai clan.
The two beauties had also suffered some injuries, though they did not bleed. A clear light seeped out of their wounds and then gradually congealed.
The wind was chilly, the ice and snow being trampled apart like autumn leaves. The two beauties respectfully moved to the side, allowing the wooden-faced girl to walk out from between them.
Zhu Ye's pupils constricted and an abnormally solemn expression appeared on his face. He looked at the girl and said, "Could it be Princess Nanke?"
He had lived in Tianliang County for a long time, so he knew many secrets of the Demon race. He very easily recognized that the two beauties had spiritual bodies, so they should be the rumored Nanke's Two Wings.
Then, the girl who sang in the inn of Gaoyang Village was obviously the youngest princess of the Demon race, Nanke.
It was rumored that during the rebellion in Xuelao City, the Demon Lord was struck down into the abyss by the combined might of Black Robe and the Demon Master. She was also heavily injured, so she took the enormous risk of using her Peacock True Body to break through the seals and then vanished. No one knew where she went or if she was still alive.
Who would have thought that she would appear in this desolate snowy ridge tonight?
Zhu Ye knew that he was truly in trouble today. Speaking of which, he would rather return to that courtyard and confront Hai Di than meet Nanke.
Nanke's talent was too strong, and her body flowed with the true blood of the Peacock. In battle, she could often display a destructive power that far surpassed her true level.
Of course, she was not as terrifying as Hai Di, but the problem was that she was too fast.
If he encountered Hai Di, even if he was no match, Zhu Ye could still think of a way to leave or escape.
But in front of Nanke, he could not think of these things. He could only think of how to defeat her.
If it were just Nanke tonight, even with her two wings, Zhu Ye believed that his side had enough strength to defeat her. The problem was …
"You are the rumored elder of the Candle Shadow Shamans?"
Zhu Ye turned to the middle-aged scholar and asked, "Wasn't it said that you were already killed in the Garden of Zhou?"
The middle-aged scholar lowered his head and gazed at the zither strings swaying in the wind. He seemed somewhat intoxicated and paid no attention to Zhu Ye's question.
As Zhu Ye revealed the girl's true identity, the mood on the mountain path became extremely tense and oppressive. Tianhai Zhanyi's face was rather pale.
Logically speaking, Zhu Ye should have been completely focused on Nanke, so his words to the middle-aged scholar were completely superfluous.
How could a person like him say superfluous words?
Ning Shiwei understood his words and made a gesture with his hands behind his back.
Without any warning or order, the crossbowmen of the Mount Song Army headquarters, under the cover of the experts of the Emotion-Severing Sect and the Tianhai clan, quickly finished cocking their crossbows and pulled the triggers at the demon experts on the mountain path.
Like a torrential rain, the crashing sounds instantly drowned out the sound of the zither.
Countless divine crossbow bolts imbued with Sacred Light drowned out the figures of Nanke, the middle-aged scholar, and the two beauties.
But in reality, before the rain of crossbow bolts had even descended, the two beauties had already vanished.
They transformed into two balls of light and then into countless fragments that floated behind Nanke and reformed.
A pair of wings formed on Nanke's back.
The green wings lightly flapped, tearing apart the cold wind and transforming into countless streams of green light.
She weaved through the rain of crossbows like a bolt of lightning.
Other than Xu Yourong, no one in the world was faster than her. Not even the rain of crossbows was faster than her. In her eyes, they were as slow as falling leaves.
No one could clearly see Nanke's figure. They could only see those green streams of light, only see those streams of light arrive among the crowd.
The divine crossbows snapped, red lines appeared on their necks, blood splashed into the night sky, severed ears flew, and groans rang out.
With a shattering sound, several dozen figures slumped to the ground.
The green streams of light gradually vanished and Nanke's figure appeared.
She stood amidst the corpses, her green wings slowly flapping behind her. Blood slowly dripped from the Southern Cross Sword.
Whether it was the sword or the wings, they both made her seem even more petite, even more terrifying.
She looked at Zhu Ye and the others with an indifferent expression.
"Your Highness truly is a genius of the demon path. Other than Xu Yourong, no one is faster than you."
Zhu Ye narrowed his eyes and said, "But you are still too young. No matter how fast you are, you are still no match for us."
Hearing Xu Yourong's name, Nanke silently thought it over, then walked over.
Everyone felt fear at the sight of the petite figure and the pair of wings, even though Zhu Ye had sounded very confident just now.
"Let's put our lives on the line and see who will survive today," Zhu Ye sorrowfully said.
Ning Shiwei indicated for Tianhai Zhanyi to stand behind him.
Upon seeing this, Zhu Ye confirmed that Ning Shiwei had truly understood his words and felt a little more at ease.
Tianhai Zhanyi was rather surprised, but at the same time, he was filled with gratitude.
Nanke walked to a place ten zhang in front of them.
In truth, Zhu Ye was correct. If Nanke really was as strong as the rumors said, then even if she had not recovered from the heavy injuries she had suffered in Xuelao City's rebellion, no matter how fast she was, she could not possibly defeat two upper level Star Condensation human experts, let alone so many people present.
But for some reason, Nanke's expression was still as wooden as ever, without the slightest change.
What happened next seemed to be a sort of explanation.
Ning Shiwei suddenly grabbed Tianhai Zhanyi's collar.
Tianhai Zhanyi paled in fright. Just when he was about to resist, he realized that Zhu Ye's finger had at some point landed on his Ethereal Palace.
His body was incredibly stiff. Unable to resist, he became a stone.
Ning Shiwei lifted him up and forcefully smashed him towards Nanke.
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