Chapter 260

Dai Shenggao walked in Huang Feng Gou, and at some point, there was one more person beside him.

This person had a face full of smiles, unfolding a thin piece of yellow paper in his hand, looking at a certain Wulong Mountain rogue cultivator pointed out by Dai Shenggao from time to time, and then repeating the name on the yellow paper.

The people pointed out turned their faces to look over, each stunned.

Zuo Gaofeng saw it from afar and asked Tan Ba beside him: "Who is this person? I haven't seen him on the mountain before. Have you seen him?"

Tan Ba shook his head in confusion: "I haven't seen him either."

Zuo Gaofeng asked the four brothers of Guzhang Mountain on the other side: "Who is that person? Have you seen him?"

The four brothers also didn't know: "Never seen him."

When Dai Shenggao accompanied that person to the front, Zuo Gaofeng asked: "Old Dai, who is this friend..."

Dai Shenggao sighed, his eyes flickering. The person beside him understood him very well and simply smiled, taking over the conversation and giving a simple self-introduction: "My surname is Meng, an inner sect disciple of Mount Tianmu, the ninth-ranked Meng Chengchang."

As soon as the words were spoken, Huang Feng Gou suddenly became quiet, so quiet that even the sound of a leaf falling to the ground could be heard clearly.

I don't know how long it had been, but Captain Hu asked stutteringly: "Dai Sanren, are we not going to Baiye Mountain?"

Dai Shenggao looked at Captain Hu, looked at Mu Shenyi beside him, looked at Zuo Gaofeng, Tan Ba, and the four brothers of Guzhang Mountain opposite, looked at Longshan Sanren, Old Quezi, Qi Laoqi, Lingling Ke, Li Fuchen, and others who were looking over here blankly in the distance, and suddenly felt a bit unbearable. He wanted to say something, stammered several times, but finally didn't say it out loud.

Meng Chengchang continued to answer for him: "No need to go. You have been busy for a year opposing my Mount Tianmu, it's time to rest."

There was another deathly silence, and Longshan Sanren suddenly shouted: "Run!"

Following his roar, Huang Feng Gou was immediately in chaos, and more than thirty people scattered in all directions.

Meng Chengchang looked up to the sky and laughed: "Run? Wishful thinking!" He looked at Dai Shenggao beside him and said: "This is a good opportunity to make a contribution."

Dai Shenggao sighed: "It was agreed, I won't act."

Meng Chengchang didn't make things difficult for him: "Fine, since I promised you, I won't make things difficult for you. Sit and watch the show."

A earth-shattering sound suddenly rang out in Huang Feng Gou, the earth was shaking, like a ground dragon dancing, and immediately after, a piece of white thick fog rose in the valley, covering everything around, and one couldn't see beyond three zhang.

Meng Chengchang said in surprise: "What the hell?"

Dai Shenggao didn't know why at first, but soon remembered one thing: "It's Longshan Sanren. I heard before that he had a Five-Thunder Soaring Cloud Talisman. I always thought he said it on purpose to scare people, but I didn't expect it to be true."

The Five-Thunder Soaring Cloud Talisman was a powerful magic talisman refined by the Xixuan Longtu Pavilion. He didn't expect the rogue cultivators of Wulong Mountain to actually possess such a talisman, which made Meng Chengchang's face look very bad. He snorted heavily: "Struggling on the verge of death!" However, he no longer paid attention to Dai Shenggao, leaped up, and rushed toward a mountain peak beside him. In the thick fog, he suddenly saw a figure fleeing wildly, and with a cold smile, he flew out a cattail fan, flying straight to the figure's back.

This person was Li Fuchen. He felt a strong wind attacking his back and hurriedly threw out his whisk to fight, but the cattail fan came and went swiftly, its trajectory difficult to grasp. How could he resist it? Just in one encounter, he was solidly slapped on the back by the cattail fan, slapped out more than three zhang away, spitting blood wildly from his mouth, and it was clear he wouldn't survive.

It was a pity that he had always kept a low profile, was extremely careful in his daily life, didn't dare to provoke trouble easily, and didn't even dare to accept the hero invitation to take revenge on Mount Tianmu, yet he still died at the hands of an inner sect disciple of Mount Tianmu. It was truly sad and lamentable.

Meng Chengchang went up the mountain peak and finally broke through the mountain fog caused by the Five-Thunder Soaring Cloud Talisman. He saw thick clouds covering the valley, but the mountain peaks around the valley were all bright. Those were the various spells cast by the fellow disciples, inner and outer sect deacons, and stewards of Mount Tianmu who came to encircle and suppress, illuminating the night and pointing out the direction for capturing the Wulong Mountain bandits.

For this clearing operation, Mount Tianmu mobilized more than sixty people, and there were seven Foundation Establishment cultivators alone. It was just unknown why the elder Lu Boqi, who presided over the encirclement and suppression, had not arrived yet, which was also the reason why the clearing operation was delayed by an hour.

Unexpectedly, the Wulong Mountain bandits actually had such good things as the Five-Thunder Soaring Cloud Talisman, adding thirty percent difficulty to the clearing operation.

A fire suddenly lit up under the west mountain peak. Meng Chengchang looked intently and saw two bandits attempting to escape from the west side, but they were blocked by several outer sect stewards of Mount Tianmu who were blocking there. Soon, a senior brother from a nearby mountain peak reinforced them and killed the bandits.

Colorful lights were released on the east mountain peak, and it was also Wulong Mountain bandits breaking through. Naturally, there was nothing to say. The fighting soon subsided, but it was unknown whether the Wulong Mountain bandits were dead or captured alive.

After watching for a while, a person suddenly emerged from the thick fog, fleeing in a panic toward his side. Meng Chengchang recognized after looking twice that it was the Wulong Mountain bandit Qi Laoqi, whom he had just checked on the list.

How could he let him escape? Meng Chengchang sacrificed the cattail fan again, entangled slightly, and Qi Laoqi was hit on the back of the head by a cattail fan. His corpse fell down on the spot and rolled back into the thick cloud and mountain fog below.

Before long, fighting also broke out on the mountain road on the left. Meng Chengchang remembered that those blocking there were several stewards of the vassal Hua family, and the one they intercepted was another Wulong Mountain bandit on the list, surnamed Mu.

"This one practices the medical path, don't kill him, just capture him!" Meng Chengchang shouted to that mountain road from far away, worried that they wouldn't hear clearly in the chaos, and specifically used the true qi lion's roar technique.

Several stewards of the Hua family heard it, and a reply came faintly: "Understood, Senior Brother Meng..."

About half an hour later, Lu Boqi finally arrived on his sword. Meng Chengchang summoned loudly: "Senior Uncle—"

Lu Boqi landed in front of him on his sword and said angrily: "That fellow surnamed Tu of Gengsang Cave and that fellow surnamed Bai of the Zhanglong Sect are truly not good things. They used various excuses to obstruct me from coming over. Our news has leaked!"

Meng Chengchang didn't feel there was anything wrong: "With such a big movement, it would be strange if they hadn't sensed it in advance. Senior Uncle, Huang Feng Gou is surrounded tightly, and the Wulong Mountain bandits cannot escape. Now we just have to wait for the clouds and fog to disperse before we can go down to catch people."

Lu Boqi said: "I saw it. Is it the Five-Thunder Soaring Cloud Talisman? How could these bandits have such a good talisman?"

Meng Chengchang asked: "Does Senior Uncle have a way to disperse the clouds and fog?"

Lu Boqi naturally had a way. He rose on his sword again, went down to the valley, and flew out a pill furnace. The pill furnace traveled back and forth in the clouds and fog, sucking a large amount of clouds and fog into the furnace. After two sticks of incense time, most of the clouds and fog in the valley were collected by the pill furnace, and the field of vision gradually became clear.