Chapter 92

Xiao Mo pushed open the last door of his memory, concealed his distracted cultivation and turned it back into golden elixir aura, went to the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, and waited for Chu Jinglan with everyone else.

As for the situation in Yincheng, Xiao Mo guessed one thing correctly. Fen Xiu did kill the city lord and took the position himself, but Xiao Mo's guess was still a bit conservative.

Fen Xiu killed more than one person, he killed everyone except Su Baimo.

In the meeting hall, there was a corpse every three steps, but there was no blood, because the blood had been sucked up by Fen Xiu's sword and turned into nutrients.

The cultivators in the Hidden City are not geniuses, they are just ordinary Golden Elixir and Yuanying. To them, Xuan-level magic tools are commonly used items. If anyone has a Di-level treasure, he has to worship it and hide it carefully.

The direct disciples of wealthy and large sects can even blow up magical weapons to save their lives. For them, it is unthinkable that magical weapons of heaven and earth can be destroyed at any time.

It was just like when Chu Jinglan had not yet joined the Yingyue Sect, he didn't even dare to reveal Qiuqiu's true race.

The difference in their cultivation levels was too great, and Fen Xiu had no special means at all, so it was effortless for him to kill.

He held the knife and laughed: "They woke people up in the middle of the night to talk about something. I thought they had come up with some good idea."

If these people could really fight for the mission and were willing to sacrifice their lives like his death warriors in exchange for the sect's protective seals of those talented people, then he would still be happy to see it happen. But since they are timid and unwilling, then they can only feed him.

After Fen Xiu finished his sigh, he held the knife nonchalantly and grinned at Su Baimo who was squatting in the corner and shivering: "What are you afraid of? I won't kill you for the time being."

Su Baimo's voice was overused in every sense. She had screamed so hard during the intimate moment that night, and just now she screamed in the flash of the knife, and her voice had been completely deformed.

He saw with his own eyes how Fen Xiu killed everyone in the hall as easily as chopping melons and vegetables. He was initially dazed, and then he ran out in panic. When he was only one step away from the door of the hall, someone grabbed him by the waist from behind.

Then a cold knife slowly came close to his face.

The demon who kills without blinking an eye said: "Don't leave, weren't we very close just now?"

Then Su Baimo was thrown into a corner. Finally, a corpse fell down, facing him. The blood was drained out, and the hand fell on Su Baimo's feet, and he could no longer scream.

Su Baimo burst into tears at this moment: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, please..."

He was shaking with fear. Every time Fen Xiu came closer, a strange syllable rolled out of his throat. He kept shrinking back, but there was a wall behind him and he had no way to retreat.

"I said I won't kill you for now, so I won't." Fen Xiu waved the tip of his knife in front of his eyes. Seeing Su Baimo close his eyes in pain, he smiled even more happily, "You are too weak. The furnace physique has a general effect on me, but it can be used as it is."

Su Baimo gasped and tried his best to avoid the knife tip, but Fen Xiu grabbed his chin and said, "Shuyan, you said you wanted to repay me and sacrifice your life for me. What are you thinking? Do you think I don't know?"

"I've seen many people who try to curry favor with powerful people, are selfish, and pretend to be harmless." Fen Xiu stroked his chin forcefully and ambiguously, "You are not even worthy of my blood contract. If you don't want to die, stay here obediently. Do you understand?"

As soon as Fen Xiu let go, Su Baimo nodded desperately, tears streaming down his face. Fen Xiu's laughter could be heard in the hall. He turned the knife in his hand and said, "There are monks from two cities waiting for me. Whoever wants to wait for them will wait for three days. After I have recovered, I will kill them all tomorrow."

"Where to start... Well, it's Qincheng after all. Chu Jinglan is there."

Su Baimo just curled up into a ball, and when he heard Chu Jinglan's name, his eyes widened slightly. Because of the dependence in the past, a spark of hope ignited in his mind, but he soon felt that it was impossible. Even Chu Jinglan would not be this man's opponent, as he was at the peak of the distraction level!

I don't know where the elders of Lingxiao Sect are. I'm afraid I can only hope to run into them and save me.

Early the next morning, Fen Xiu carried Su Baimo onto a warhorse and led the 10,000 troops of Yincheng, marching towards Qincheng in a mighty manner.

Of course, he didn't expect that the people in the territory would be of any use, but he liked this kind of grand ceremony, which made him feel enjoyable. Therefore, he didn't fly, but just rode his horse all the way to the outside of Qincheng amid the sound of galloping horses.

The gates of Qincheng were tightly closed, and there were people on the tower watching. When they saw the heavy army approaching from afar, someone had already gone to report it. Fen Xiu reined in his horse, and his arrogant voice, infused with spiritual power, directly knocked over the people on the tower.

"The monks in Qin City, come out and die!"

The sound echoed throughout the city. Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan looked at each other and nodded slightly.

They were right. Compared to Jiang Cheng, Fen Xiu had chosen them first. After all, they had an old grudge against each other. The others were not as attractive as Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan.

After Chu Jinglan brought back the news yesterday, several more monks left, and there were only fifteen monks left in Qin City. Everyone followed Chu Jinglan to the top of the city wall and saw Fen Xiu riding a tall horse with a relaxed look below.

Su Baimo was held in Fen Xiu's arms, and was pinned to the horse, his face pale.

He looked up and saw Chu Jinglan, his eyes were sore and he reached out uncontrollably: "Help——"

He only uttered the first word before Fen Xiu held his hand down: "What's the point of asking him for help? He's going to die too."

Fen Xiu whispered in his ear: "You stand with me. In the eyes of these monks, you are also an enemy and you deserve to die."

Su Baimo was startled. Fen Xiu laughed loudly and flew off his horse. He stopped in mid-air and said with dissatisfaction, "Is this all the people?"

The monks in Qincheng had already sacrificed their magic weapons one after another. Yueming was not afraid at all and retorted on the spot: "You only brought one monk with you."

Even if the peak of the Spirit Severing Realm didn't bring anyone with them, they could still walk around in front of them. Yue Ming just casually retorted, but unexpectedly Fen Xiu said: "There is no way, the others are dead, and I can't bring them out."

The rest of the monks in Hidden City...are all dead?

Everyone was horrified by his light words and tightened their grip on their weapons. Fen Xiu flicked his fingers and said, "Those who are hiding, come out too."

As soon as he finished speaking, the empty ground outside Qin City was completely silent. Fen Xiu let out a click of his tongue, drew his sword and chopped it casually. Suddenly, a large section of the city wall exploded, huge rocks rolled down, and a group of people flew out in the smoke and dust, forced out of their bodies.

They are Lieying of Tiange Sect and the monks of Jiangcheng.

After Chu Jinglan went to discuss last night, some cultivators in Jiangcheng did not dare to confront the distraction and fled overnight. There were only eleven cultivators left in Jiangcheng who were willing to join forces with Qincheng to deal with the strongest enemy first. The two cities had a total of twenty-six people to fight against Fenxiu.

These people chose to take a gamble despite the danger, and they were basically all disciples of large sects.

Fen Xiu turned the knife in his hand and said, "Alright, although we have few people, we can make up for it with our qualifications. On the eighth floor, even if your protective seals are triggered, those distracted people can't be transported over. I want to see how many protective seals you have and how long you can hold out."

Lieying and the others had prepared for an ambush and even used magic weapons to conceal their aura, but they were still discovered unexpectedly. In that case, they had no choice but to attack directly.

Lieying: "Go!"

Jun Bushu brought a few monks who were good at formations: "Form a formation!"

The large formation that had been set up since last night rose into the sky. Chu Jinglan thrust his sword in hand like lightning, and other cultivators charged forward with him.

Xiao Mo stood on the city wall, held the flute across his lips, and started playing.

Although he cannot directly attack and hurt people, he can use the sound of his flute to help those in the battle to strengthen their minds and devour some of their chaotic emotions, ensuring that these people are clear-minded and have no distractions during the battle.

The melodious flute sound is filled with swords and killing.

Chu Jinglan and the others took medicine that could improve their cultivation in the short term, and everyone's cultivation level improved, especially Chu Jinglan. His aura soared, and there was even a faint aura of a distraction. If an ordinary distraction came, they might not be his opponent at this moment.

But Fen Xiu was at the peak of the Spirit Severing Realm, and when he was outside the secret realm, he was still a terrifying Mahayana cultivator.

The difference in realm is as huge as a stone's throw away, it's not just talk.

After three moves, Chu Jinglan felt the blood boiling in his chest. He raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth casually, and sure enough, he wiped blood.

Fen Xiu used his sword to slash away the combined attack of Lieying and Yueming, a gleam in his nonchalant eyes: "Not bad, not bad, the sword has had enough to eat today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fen Xiu swung his sword straight at Yue Ming. The blade was sharp and powerful, knocking Yue Ming directly from mid-air to the ground, creating a huge deep pit and also knocking off a protective seal on Yue Ming's body.

Yue Ming spat out two mouthfuls of blood and was unable to get up for a long time.

The feeling of fear began to spread after their blood boiled. Xiao Mo's flute sounded loud and gently steadied their trembling hands.

Chu Jinglan let out a low roar, and his sword intent confronted Fen Xiu's blade head-on. The round and cold sword intent and the violent and buzzing sword energy made the air tremble. Su Baimo and Yincheng's army in the distance fell off their horses and collapsed together.

Su Baimo wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but under the pressure he was unable to move at all and was almost out of breath.

Jun Bushu and the others gritted their teeth, the dazzling formations were still attacking Fen Xiu, and Fen Xiu was attacking the formations with several magic weapons controlled by his spiritual power. Jun Bushu had just changed his hand seals when a heavenly magic weapon came out at lightning speed and exploded in front of him.

With the screams of the people around him, the golden light array was forced to collapse. Jun Bushu fell to the ground, his eyes went black, his ears were buzzing, and his protective seal was broken.

...This is the peak of the distraction state, which is really different from them, Jun Bushu thought drowsily, but the divination yesterday said that he had a chance of survival on this trip, where is the chance?

Chu Jinglan said that the weakness of this demon's soul is in the left abdomen?

But since then, no one has been able to hurt his left abdomen.

The sword energy and the knife intent were still fighting fiercely, the sound of the flute gradually became rapid, and the world seemed to have turned into a battlefield of swords. There was one sword and one knife, but there were also tens of millions of sharp swords and tens of millions of blades, none of which gave in. It was as if the world was about to collapse. Chu Jinglan stared intently, and in a moment, after the dazzling light, a thunderous roar struck everyone's mind - the sword intent and the knife energy exploded, and the entire city building came crashing down.

After a cloud of smoke and dust, Chu Jinglan vomited blood and struggled to get up from the ground. His protective seal was also broken.

Chu Jinglan tore off his tattered robes and took out a new protective weapon from the storage container. Without letting go of the sword, he stared at the figure standing there after the smoke and dust dissipated.

Fen Xiu lowered his head and looked at the place on his waist where the sword had rubbed against him. It was just a minor skin wound, but——

"Did you aim at my left abdomen on purpose?"

Did you know that I have a wound on my left side?

Fen Xiu tilted his head, his dark eyes showing a strange feeling: "You don't know my true identity, do you? Do you know, or - him?"

Chu Jinglan's heart skipped a beat, and the next moment Fen Xiu's figure disappeared immediately. When he reappeared, Li Xiao Mo was already very close.

Xiao Mo pulled his hand away and used the sound of his flute to block Fen Xiu's blade. With a few light steps, he moved a hundred meters away as if he had teleported. Fen Xiu shook his knife and smiled: "Golden Pill?"

Jindan could dodge his attack just now? No one would believe it.

What is the origin of this person, no, this demon?

However, the next move that Fen Xiu launched at Xiao Mo was blocked halfway. The blood-stained Chu Jinglan said nothing, anger silently and coldly burst out of his eyes, and he blocked Fen Xiu's knife with his sword.

In a short period of time, Chu Jinglan took the medicine again, and this time his cultivation level was directly raised to the level of distraction.

Although the medicine given by Yingyue Sect for improving cultivation in a short period of time has no side effects, the prerequisite is that you cannot take too much of it. After all, it is a rare medicine that can only be used in critical moments. If you take too much, your cultivation level will be raised again and again, and your body will not be able to bear it. The pain of breaking your limbs is enough to make someone drink a pot of it.

But Chu Jinglan could endure it.

Just now he was able to slightly scratch Fen Xiu, but now that he mentioned distraction, Chu Jinglan's aura became even more terrifying.

The relaxed look on Fen Xiu's face no longer showed the comfort he had when the enemy was at the gates. His face was as gloomy as water. He had already understood how big a threat Chu Jinglan was. He must not let this boy leave the Nine Secret Pagoda alive!

Fen Xiu shouted loudly and swung his sword forward with all his strength. Chu Jinglan's bones creaked in shock. The next protective seal sensed the extreme danger and began to flash again. Just when the second protective seal was about to break, a huge sound wave wrapped in surging demonic energy came towards Fen Xiu head-on.

Fen Xiu's pupils shrank, and he immediately let go of Chu Jinglan and stepped back, avoiding the attack.

Xiao Mo's pupils turned red as he caught Chu Jinglan and looked at Fen Xiu coldly.

Fen Xiu: "... Peak of the Spirit Severing Realm. Great, it turns out you are the one who has hidden the most."

Chu Jinglan, who was rescued, grabbed Xiao Mo's hand. He had never wavered when fighting with Fen Xiu, but now he was anxious as fire. He kept staring at Fen Xiu, very alert, but his words were directed at Xiao Mo: "How could you--"

What if Fen Xiu hadn't dodged just now, and that move had hit him, what would have happened if it had backfired on Xiao Mo!

Xiao Mo whispered softly: "It's okay, I know he'll probably hide."

This is a lie.

No matter whether Fen Xiu dodges or not, he will use that move just now.

It was too painful to just watch Chu Jinglan get hurt in front of him. Really, even if there was a backlash, he would accept it.

With the appearance of a new spirit, Fen Xiu's goal changed from killing Chu Jinglan first to killing Xiao Mo first. Although they were all spirits, they had different levels of skills. He had to test Xiao Mo's strength first. Moreover, Xiao Mo had been slow to act before, perhaps because of some limitations. He had to test them one by one.

Fen Xiu's sword swung forward with the momentum of breaking through the air, Chu Jinglan's sword and Xiao Mo's flute were both held in front of them. However, just before their spiritual powers collided, a door shining with golden light suddenly opened under their feet, and the three of them were caught off guard and were pulled into the door.

Su Baimo, who was not far away, also screamed and fell into the door that opened at his feet.

The entrance to the ninth floor appeared so suddenly, taking all four people in.