Chapter 368 Whose life do you want to leave here?
"Who?" Yan Tianzhi noticed the woman who appeared next to Lu Yang.
He had been watching the battle in the sky and didn't pay attention to Lu Yang's situation. How come a person suddenly appeared in the blink of an eye?
Lan Ting and Bai Ming's reactions were similar to Yan Tianzhi's. They didn't notice at all that Lu Yang had just used the Pictographic Fist to summon the senior sister.
"Acting Sect Master?" Lan Ting met the eldest senior sister when she accompanied her master to the Dao Sect for a meeting. The eldest senior sister even pulled a red string between her and Lu Yang.
Afterwards, her master told her that Yunzhi was the acting leader of the Wendao Sect and her cultivation was unfathomable.
Bai Ming had met Yun Zhi at an exchange meeting between the Five Elements Sect and the Wendao Sect. He heard from his master that the eldest sister of the Wendao Sect was the number one person of the same age in the immortal sect and should not be provoked.
Yan Tianzhi didn’t know the senior sister. He heard that the Wendao Sect had a new leader, but he didn’t know who it was.
Meng Jingzhou smiled confidently, and suddenly felt that the sudden appearance of the Red-Clothed Tribulation Period was nothing big. Even if he went to heaven to fight, he felt that it would not be a big problem.
"This is our senior sister, the acting leader of the Wendao Sect, Yunzhi." Meng Jingzhou introduced solemnly.
"With her here, it's absolutely safe here!"
Lanting and others didn't quite understand.
The acting leader of the Wendao Sect has a cultivation level similar to that of the Taoist Buyu. A bolder guess is that he is in the Tribulation Crossing Stage.
If the senior sister of the Wendao Sect fights with the Tribulation Crossing Stage in the sky, the aftermath will be enough to overturn mountains and seas and destroy the heaven and earth. Where is safe?
Yunzhi ignored everyone's opinions and quietly watched the battle in the sky. Her face was expressionless and it was impossible to tell what she was thinking.
Lan Ting suddenly realized that Xia Qun, who had been chattering all the time, had stopped talking and his body was shaking uncontrollably.
"Master Xia, are you okay?"
Gulp, Xia Qun swallowed hard and tried to smile: "I, I'm fine, look how happy I am, the governor is saved."
Yunzhi turned her head and looked at Xia Qun: "Do you know me?"
Facing Yunzhi's question, Xia Qun dared not not answer: "When the ancestor left the ancestral land to personally welcome the senior, I happened to be next to him."
Xia Qun couldn't help but be afraid. What a great figure his ancestor was. There were few people who could be compared to him throughout history. He had never heard of his ancestor leaving his ancestral land.
Who could have thought that the day he was about to visit his ancestor, he would see his ancestor leave his ancestral land and personally welcome this elder from the Dao Sect who was so beautiful that he seemed unreal.
One can imagine the importance of this senior from the Wendao Sect.
Yunzhi nodded: "You and I are of similar age, there is no need to address me as senior, just call me Fellow Daoist Yunzhi."
Xia Qun nodded in agreement, but didn't dare to actually call him that.
If the ancestor knew about this, he would have difficulty leaving the imperial city alive.
Lu Yang was stunned when he heard this. He was about the same age as the senior sister, but he had reached the initial stage of fusion. Doesn't this mean that this Master Xia's cultivation talent is similar to that of Senior Brother Dai Bufan? Meng Jingzhou saw Xia Qun's reaction and thought of Xia Qun's talent, and was a little confused.
"What did you think of?" Lu Yang asked in a voice transmission.
"Do you know the royal family's last name?"
"I remember the last name is Jiang?"
"Yes, the last name is Jiang, but when the royal family needs to hide their identity when they go out, they usually change their last name to 'Xia'."
"Are you saying that Lord Xia is from the royal family?"
“It’s possible.”
…
In the sky, a figure in red laughed creepily, rescued two ancient monks, and gave them pills to restore their strength.
"Sir." When the two ancient monks saw the figure in red, they put away their arrogance and did not dare to slack off in the slightest.
"You two have done a great job. It is worth it that I hid you two in this secret place. It gave me the opportunity to see the rumored national destiny and the shadow of the Supreme Sword."
With the red-clothed figure's cultivation level, he can judge a lot of things based on the virtual shadow.
The national destiny and the Supreme Sword will inevitably become obstacles to the rise of their Dayu Dynasty.
If the red-clothed figure took action himself, the governor would only use the national destiny to evacuate the monks below, and would never use the national destiny to fight.
The governor's heart skipped a beat. The fate of a country concerns its fundamentals. If the ancient monks knew how to use it, they would be able to come up with targeted methods. Then, the country's fortune, which had always been favorable, would become restricted in many ways and its power would be greatly reduced.
As for the Supreme Sword, he actually didn't know what it was, but since the Tribulation Crossing Stage attached so much importance to it, it must be of great importance.
"I can't keep you here!"
At this point, Sect Leader Mi and others are no longer able to play a role, and the only thing the governor can rely on is the seal in his hand.
He once again mobilized the national destiny, and the vast national destiny once again condensed into the Supreme Sword. The sword energy surged, and the dazzling light was more dazzling than the sun, as if the world was created.
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The red-clothed figure smiled coldly, thinking that what the governor was doing was useless. He could temporarily weaken his body so that no attack could fall on him. His combat power was not strong among those at the same level, but no one could hurt him.
The shadow of the Supreme Sword slashed down, leaving a scar on the red-clothed figure's chest, with the skin torn and the white bones exposed.
"What?!" The red-clothed figure was surprised. His ability to become virtual was part of the rules and he had never failed. However, due to his carelessness, he was actually cut by the virtual shadow of the Supreme Sword and his vitality was seriously damaged.
"No wonder the Imperial Master told me to be careful of the Supreme Sword's phantom. So that's how it is. The Supreme Sword has the ability to make the rules disappear temporarily!"
Click.
A crisp sound was heard, and the figure in red found that the jade hanging behind his neck was broken. This was a life-saving treasure, which meant that the phantom of the Supreme Sword that just appeared had already killed him once!
The red-clothed figure laughed in anger: "Now is not the time to tear our relationship with Daxia. I wanted to spare your life, but you actually courted death and hurt me. Then you and the monks below will be buried here!"
As the red-clothed figure finished speaking, he put away his playful intention, and an unspeakable dead silence filled the air, as if even breathing had become difficult.
Gorgeous flowers bloomed at his feet, covering the entire sky in an instant. He clenched his fists, the flowers withered, and a bit of light flew out from the withered buds and condensed into a long whip in his hand.
Snap——
He shook the whip and the space shattered.
The governor's face changed drastically. This was a treasure that could break space. Even if he could withstand it, the cultivators below would definitely not be able to withstand this attack.
The two ancient monks were closest to the red-robed figure and trembled in fear. They knew how terrible this lord was when he got angry. During the Great Yu period, he had to slaughter the people of several cities to quell his anger. Therefore, he was called the "Red-robed Disaster"! "You will all die here!"
The red-clothed figure roared, and the long whip carried thunder. The entire space was shaking, as if it was about to collapse.
The monks below couldn't help but feel despair. Their hearts were filled with fear and panic. The power of destruction had exceeded all their imaginations.
The red-clothed figure laughed wildly and swung the whip with all his might.
"Um?"
He raised his hand to swing the whip, but found that he couldn't put his arm down.
"No, it's not just the arm!"
He was horrified to find that he could not move at all.
"Space confinement!"
He is proficient in long whips. His long whip is a treasure that can tear apart space. How could he be imprisoned by space? When! A beautiful figure appeared in front of him, cold as ice. She spoke slowly, her cold eyes without a trace of emotion.
"Whose life are you going to leave here?"
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(End of this chapter)