Chapter 184

The host who invited the guests killed the guests?

Zuoqiu Ting's body method was strange, just a flash of a figure, she had already swept through the chaotic and noisy crowd outside the room, passed through the window, stepped on the tiles and beams, and jumped down directly from the fourth floor of the pavilion, completely not putting the height of dozens of zhang in her eyes.

The martial cultivators gathered by the railing of the North Hall exclaimed repeatedly.

Although they didn't know what happened, and didn't know why Zuoqiu Ting made the judgment that "something big is going to happen" in an instant, and regardless of everything, wanted to rush to the scene at the first time, Li Youyi and Zuoqiu Baiyuan stood up almost at the first time, preparing to escape.

Because they believed in the ability and wisdom of the first successor of the Zuoqiu Gate, she would definitely not be alarmist, and must know more things than them.

"So fast, that Second Miss wouldn't really be..."

Qi Wangshu's eyes widened like copper bells, his heart could not be calm, and he could already be sure of the true identity of that "Second Miss". It was simply unimaginable, completely unable to guess who Li Youyi was, how could he have such energy?

"It should be the first successor of the Zuoqiu Gate who likes to disguise! Since so, Brother Youyi, don't leave today, lend me something first."

Gan Yanzhen, who was sitting in the position directly opposite Li Youyi, did not speak slowly, tapped the table with his fingers, still so handsome, still so gentle and kidney-deficient, but those eyes were completely different from before!

The few people who had already stood up and were preparing to leave quickly felt the air in the room solidify, staring at the only one still sitting at the table, the first handsome man of Zhi Prefecture, with shocked expressions.

"Brother Yanzhen, what do you mean?"

Qi Wangshu felt that he didn't know him anymore, his heart was hairy, and his back was cold.

Under Gan Yanzhen's gaze, Li Youyi quickly collected his surprise and incomprehension, secretly running the magic Qi in his body: "We are not that familiar, why don't you borrow it from Brother Qi?"

Qi Wangshu's lips trembled: "What exactly are you borrowing?"

Gan Yanzhen stood up slowly: "This body of mine is indeed handsome and likable, but its value is too low. Brother Youyi, if you lend me your body or human skin, I will be very grateful. Killing Zuoqiu Ting should be an easy thing."

Everyone present had cultivation that was not weak and knew about the existence of embers.

Therefore, as soon as Gan Yanzhen said this, everyone's hair stood on end, as if falling into an ice cellar, and the noise and exclamation outside seemed to be getting further and further away.

"Not lending."

Li Youyi refused decisively, and then stepped like a cicada, rushing toward the door of the room.

The Bright Moon Seven Stars Pavilion was full of experts. Even if it was just the fourth floor, the whole floor was top-tier experts. As long as he rushed out of the room and entered the crowd, or jumped out of the window like Zuoqiu Ting, no matter how high Gan Yanzhen's cultivation was, he could only shout helplessly.

But the distance of only a few zhang from the gate was now like thousands of mountains and rivers, difficult to reach.

Li Youyi, who was rushing, clearly saw strands of magic Qi flowing on the walls, ground, and roof at a speed faster than him, gathering toward the door and window in front, wanting to weave the whole room into a cage.

On the white stone square outside the gate of the first floor of the Bright Moon Seven Stars Pavilion.

Zhu Huan, the successor of the Zuoqiu Gate, in his early twenties, was in his prime. Before he could activate his gorgeous magic tool battle robe, his body was pierced from behind by a two-foot-long bone flute.

The bone flute pierced from the back to the chest, and there was the sound of lung lobes and Qi Sea shattering.

Blood kept dripping from the hole of the bone flute.

This sudden change made everyone present unable to react.

"Something big is bad, the Dragon Court killed the Zuoqiu Gate successor..."

Accompanied by this exclamation.

On the contrary, Zhu Huan, who was pierced, showed the terrifying strength of a successor, and was the first to let out a long whistle. The sixth-grade Qi in his body surged out from his back like a flame, turning into a dazzling fire cloud.

The shock of magic Qi and the high temperature of the flame impacted the Dragon Court who was attacking from behind together.

The young martial cultivators of the Zuoqiu Gate roared in unison, pulled out their battle soldiers, and released magic Qi.

Long Dian, who reacted, stared at the Dragon Court with eyes shocked to the point of being unable to add more, then his eyes gathered, his five fingers turned into claws, and a coiled dragon shadow appeared behind him, with the might of a heavenly son in the world.

"Swish!"

The Dragon Court had no chance to make a second move, not even having time to pull out the bone flute, and turned into a residual shadow, rushing toward the left side where there were no Longmen, Lei Xiao Sect, or Zuoqiu Gate martial cultivators. After a jump, he flew out of the square and shot straight toward the sea.

Lu Cangsheng shouted coldly: "Long Dian, your Longmen... don't let him escape!"

"Leave it to me."

How could Long Dian not know what kind of suspicion and difficult consequences it would cause if the Dragon Court escaped? Whether dead or alive, he must be chased back. Therefore, he drove the combat intent dragon shadow at the first time and chased into the Bingzu Marsh.

Lu Cangsheng was a suspicious and cautious person, not at ease, and immediately signaled with his eyes. Seven or eight young Lei Xiao Sect experts rushed out, turning into a piece of fast electric light shadow chasing the two dragons.

Lu Cangsheng was about to go and appease the seriously injured Zhu Huan...

"Rustle!"

Yin wind attacked from behind.

Countless round yellow paper money, together with the yin wind, rushed out from the gate of the first floor of the pavilion.

The paper money was as sharp as a blade, flying densely toward Lu Cangsheng. Martial cultivators closer to Lu Cangsheng couldn't block it even if they released magic Qi, and they screamed one after another, and several people fell to the ground and died immediately.

"Knew it couldn't be just the Dragon Court!"

Lu Cangsheng turned around and slapped, magic Qi like a tide, shattering all the paper money into powder.

Heavy footsteps and laughter rushed out from the first floor of the pavilion.

The ground shook.

A giant man, two meters tall, naked on the upper body, as if cast in brass, rushed out. The moment he rushed out of the gate, he bent his knees and exerted force, his body exploded and jumped out, smashing a fist at Lu Cangsheng.

"Boom!"

Fist and palm collided.

Violent energy scattered, shaking all the martial cultivators present to retreat.

Lu Cangsheng retreated three steps, immediately stabilized his figure, his eyes sharp to the extreme from beginning to end. His right arm was suddenly raised to the top of his head, five fingers, thumb and index finger pointing to the sky, and the other three fingers arranged in a ladder shape.

In an instant, thunder started in the clear sky.

Dazzling electric rays shuttled in mid-air, constantly sweeping across the flying eaves and beams of the Bright Moon Seven Stars Pavilion.

On the other side, Ming Niansheng, after the collision of fist and palm, flew backward, with cloud-like yin-ming Qi appearing on his body, and his two-meter-tall brass body quickly tore and grew larger, turning into its original form.

His body grew several times, with two horns on his head, wings on his back, and the zhang-long red hair scattered on his head was particularly eye-catching: "Good a Lu Cangsheng, let me properly learn your thunder method."

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Thirty-six thunder light pillars descended from the sky, turning into a circular Thunder Prison, trapping Ming Niansheng's huge body inside.

It looked up.

Found that Lu Cangsheng, who was originally standing on the ground, was suspended above its head with thunder added to his body at some point. The combat intent of the Thunder Department God condensed in the Thunder Prison, making Ming Niansheng, who was originally huge, appear short.

Strangely, despite being completely suppressed, Ming Niansheng's eyes suddenly revealed a smile.

Lu Cangsheng, who saw this smile, felt bad, realizing that he had fallen into the enemy's feint to the east and attack to the west, and was about to look for where Zhu Huan was.

A loud and ear-piercing sparrow cry resounded through the square.

Strong magic Qi fluctuations erupted.

"Boom!"

Under the escort of a group of Zuoqiu Gate experts, Zhu Huan, who was preparing to retreat, was hit by a giant claw condensed out of thin air. He was already seriously injured, couldn't resist at all, and was directly slapped away, rolling on the ground, blood flowing from his mouth.

The full picture of the giant claw condensed.

It was a six-colored peacock of combat intent, reaching a hundred meters high, suppressing the soul and will of many young martial cultivators of the Zuoqiu Gate with intent power for a moment.

A hundred meters was a virtual image, not the real height of combat intent.

Just this moment.

The six-colored peacock pressed Zhu Huan to the ground, mouth and claws coming out together, tearing him into pieces.

The screams of the Zuoqiu Gate successor made the martial cultivators in the pavilion tremble with fear, like a public execution, arrogant and domineering to the extreme.

From beginning to end, the Zuoqiu Gate martial cultivators didn't even see where the enemy's true body was.

Everything happened extremely fast. Although Zuoqiu Ting had rushed over at the fastest speed, when he arrived, Zhu Huan was already dead, leaving only bones.

"Hua Yuzi, since you are in such a hurry to commit murder, don't leave today!"

Zuoqiu Ting didn't care about Zhu Huan's death, but what the extreme west ash region wanted to do? The more they wanted to do, the less they could let them succeed.

"Swish!"

He looked around, opened his five senses, and then took a step forward.

Under his feet, a Bagua mark appeared, spreading out for dozens of zhang.

Countless ancient and mysterious Dao characters flew up from the Bagua, turning into a brilliant sea of characters, flying toward the entire square.

This was a Dao technique he specifically cultivated against Hua Yuzi, supported by a Bagua magic tool.

Zuoqiu Ting had fought with Hua Yuzi and knew that this monster was not only top-tier in cultivation and strength, but also top-notch among the young generation in hiding and body speed. Even if Zhu Huan was not injured, the chance of surviving his assassination was slim.

"Zuoqiu Ting, our target today is not you, you don't have to be in a hurry to die."

The voice was vast, warm, and magnetic.

Hua Yuzi's true body was forced to appear by the Bagua mark and the sea of characters, his body illusory, not clear.

After flying several times, he landed gracefully on the head of the six-colored peacock of combat intent, wearing a liquid flowing silver mask, looking proudly at the seventh floor of the Bright Moon Seven Stars Pavilion with the first-class heroic posture in the world.

At this time, screams came from the sea, attracting the eyes of countless martial cultivators on the pavilion.

Li Youyi didn't think about it, immediately took out the Yellow Dragon Sword hidden in the world bag, and broke the door with his sword.

But he didn't want the other party's magic Qi to be extremely thick, and his control over magic Qi reached an appalling level. The magic Qi spreading on the walls and roof turned into a large palm print in an instant, pressing toward him.

The enemy, true body behind, palm print in front.

This was because he held his cultivation far superior to Li Youyi, so he dared to despise him so much.

Li Youyi knew too well that he only had two advantages now. One is the other party's contempt. The second is that the other party wants to get his complete human skin, so he will definitely have reservations when making a move.

And these two major advantages are only useful when the first sword is struck.

This first sword is therefore crucial.

(End of chapter)