Chapter 321 No, Nothing Is Right
"You can't even protect yourselves, yet you still worry about others. Ha, should we say that you are kind and righteous, or should we say that you don't even know that you are about to die?"
Meng Chou sneered.
After he finished speaking, he heard someone from the Xianlai Sect muttering:
"Who are you? You are talking so arrogantly, as if you know a lot about the inside story of Wuyamen. Are you just talking nonsense?"
After this person finished speaking, someone else next to him echoed, "That's right, he's just a little disciple, but he talks like he's the sect master, bah!"
"I think he made all these up. How could a mere disciple like him know about the affairs of the upper echelons of Wuya Sect?"
Meng Chou couldn't stand it when he heard this.
What a little disciple! What nonsense!
"What do you know? This is Deacon Meng Ren. His father is the leader of our Wuya Sect, and the deacon is likely to become the next leader! How could Deacon Meng not know what you are talking about!"
Du Ruhai saw his expression and stepped forward to explain tactfully.
"That's right, why would I lie to you? Not only do I know about these things, but I'm also involved in them. How could they be false?" Meng Reng felt relieved only then.
But after he finished talking, he felt annoyed and didn't want to waste any more words with these ants. After all, they were not involved in the death of Qiu Fang and Jiang Rong, so he wouldn't be able to get anything out of them even if he asked them.
In order to get rid of them quickly, he would have to find another Xianlai Sect team.
"Okay, let's not waste any more time. It doesn't look like you will just hand over the things. In that case, we'll have to go get them ourselves..."
"Wait, I have one last question." Chen Lan shouted, "You entered the secret realm just to target our Xianlai Sect? Just to kill people and steal treasures?"
"yes."
Meng Ren was very frugal with his words, and after he finished speaking, he made a killing gesture.
The Wuya Sect disciples surrounding the Xianlai Sect team rushed forward upon seeing this, with bloodthirsty smiles on their faces.
The Wuya Sect had already made it clear that the stolen property that belonged to the Xianlai Sect disciples would belong to them, while the new treasures acquired by the Xianlai Sect in the secret realm would need to be handed over to the Wuya Sect.
That’s a lot of money, everyone has been waiting for this day, and now we can finally do it!
When they started the attack, the disciples of Xianlai Sect seemed very scared. Instead of resisting bravely, they huddled together and moved towards the center, as if they wanted to keep each other warm.
Meng Reng and Du Ruhai smiled when they saw this.
There is a saying that goes, "The stupid ones are afraid of the aggressive ones, and the aggressive ones are afraid of the desperate ones." This is also true in battle.
Even if there is a gap in strength between the two sides, if the people of Xianlai Sect are determined to die, they will take someone with them even if they die, which will be troublesome for them.
But if they are so frightened that they dare not even resist, their fellow disciples may be able to easily defeat them without even getting hurt.
This is good, saving some effort, and you can...
But suddenly, Meng Reng and Du Ruhai became furious, "Be careful!"
What did they see?!
When his disciples surrounded them, the outermost group of disciples lost their feet and fell into the trap!
The trap had been set long ago, and it must have been camouflaged with some kind of magic array, so that from the outside it looked no different from ordinary ground. You would be caught instantly only when you stepped on it.
After they fell down, all they could hear were the disciples' miserable cries, and no one escaped for a long time!
"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up!" Meng Reng urged, "Go to where they just retreated. There won't be any traps there!"
The disciples who escaped the first disaster were frozen there, and they followed the orders after hearing them.
Sure enough, this time it was just as Meng Reng said. They recalled the path that the disciples of Xianlai Sect took when they retreated just now, and avoided empty spaces where no one walked. Sure enough, they were not hit again.
Before Meng Reng could even breathe a sigh of relief, his expression changed again.
Because those disciples who were halfway through the chase were about to meet the person in just a few steps, but they suddenly stopped where they were and turned around left and right.
Not only that, there was a look of panic on their faces, and they were shouting things like "go away" and "what is that?", while they were unconsciously waving their swords in their hands.
After the first batch of traps, Wuyamen lost thirty or forty disciples. Now all the remaining people seemed to be in some kind of predicament, and for a moment they were caught in a strange stalemate.
"What are you doing?" Meng Reng asked angrily.
However, this formation seemed to not only block sight, but also prevent external sounds from reaching inside. No matter how he shouted, the people inside seemed to be blind and deaf.
They were still turning around anxiously, and as they turned around, they inevitably bumped into their fellow disciples next to them.
With weapons in their hands, they would inevitably hurt each other when they collided, and many cries of pain and roars of anger were heard.
"Who, who hit me!"
"What is playing tricks? Come out!"
"I, I'll beat you to death, beat you to death!"
They seemed to have lost their minds, shrouded in fear and anger, slashing wildly with the swords in their hands.
It soon turned into a mindless melee, but no one knew that they were killing each other. They just thought they were fighting back against the ghost things in the formation.
It was at this time that the disciples of the Xianlai Sect stepped forward and took action.
If Meng Reng had expected that the Wuya Sect's beating of the Xianlai Sect disciples would be as easy as killing a chicken, the situation now was completely the opposite.
The disciples of Xianlai Sect didn't have to put in any effort at all. They just walked forward, raised their swords and stabbed them, and they could kill all the disciples of Wuya Sect who were trapped in the formation with one sword. Those people didn't even have time to dodge, let alone fight back.
The number of two hundred disciples was reduced little by little under such circumstances.
"Quick, hurry up and provide support! Are you dead? Go, everyone, go together!"
Meng Reng reacted, his eyes bloodshot and he roared loudly, then turned around and waved his arms at the other four hundred disciples.
These disciples came forward to support after hearing the order, but Meng still stood there, feeling only cold hands and feet.
No, all of them are wrong.
how so?
The situation I expected is not at all like this. What went wrong?
Why did the Xianlai Sect set up a formation here, when did they set it up, and how did they know about our plan?
How did the plan get leaked? I have clearly eliminated all possibilities, so why do the people from the Xianlai Sect seem to be able to handle it with ease, playing with the Wuya Sect like the palm of their hand?
The six hundred disciples who thought they had a sure win had lost nearly two hundred of them in the blink of an eye. Would the remaining four hundred still be able to win so smoothly?
No, he didn't dare to think about it any further!
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