Chapter 257

"Come on, let's go!"

Zhao Yi walked in front of Li Zhuiyuan, half-squatting and bending his waist.

The Daoist temple was on the mountain; usually, one could walk up normally, but now they had to save time.

Li Zhuiyuan climbed onto Zhao Yi's back.

Zhao Yi straightened up and began to move forward. His pace was not fast, and one could barely feel any jolting, yet the scenery on both sides was being pulled backward with increasing speed.

Lin Shu You's "Three-Step Praise" focused more on practical combat, while Runsheng prioritized pursuit of impact. In terms of pure movement technique, neither could compare to the Zhao Yi of the present.

Because this guy could be considered to have played movement techniques to the extreme of a certain stage, being able to handle it with ease while simultaneously maintaining a sense of grace and elegance.

"How does my Jiujiang Zhao family's 'River-Chasing Dao-Stepping Steps' feel?"

"Is it just your Zhao family's stuff after modifying the 'Five Elements Plum Blossom Steps'?"

Zhao Yi laughed, because the youth was right.

Zhao Wuyang rose from the grassroots. Although this established the Jiujiang Zhao family's status in the Jianghu, the foundation was thin. Furthermore, after so many years, the Zhao family had not produced a second Long Wang. To enrich their family heritage, they naturally had to do some "borrowing."

Zhao Yi: "That's why I've always felt that the most impressive thing about my Zhao family, besides our ancestor, is this family business of management."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Indeed."

Zhao Yi: "After this is over, I'll transcribe a few more sets of cultivation arts for you. Help me take a look."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Insatiable."

Zhao Yi: "To cooperate for a long time, one must give some sweetness periodically. As an external captain, shouldn't I get some subsidy?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "We'll see."

Zhao Yi: "Don't 'we'll see.' Taking things makes one soft-handed. You wouldn't want our next meeting to start with another friction, would you?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "That way, I feel at ease."

When they were still some distance from the coordinates given by Sun Yan, the commotion had already been transmitted ahead.

Zhao Yi slowed down first, then found a concealed position from which they could observe from above.

Li Zhuiyuan raised his hand to set up a simple array to conceal their aura around the two of them, adding an insurance policy.

Zhao Yi: "It seems you have thoroughly mastered that set of Zhen Shaoan's."

Li Zhuiyuan did not speak, only casting his gaze downward.

Below, eight people were "beating up" an ancient tree.

These eight people were not from one team; they were clearly divided into two factions.

One faction had three people, two men and one woman, dressed in white, with an ethereal temperament.

The other faction had five people with different attire, all men, led by a fatty wearing a black headscarf.

Seeing Li Zhuiyuan did not respond, Zhao Yi took the initiative: "Can you let me see that too? I remember you took all those carving boards back. They should be organized by now, right?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "I threw them all away."

"Threw them away?"

"I learned them, so I threw them away. Keeping them just takes up space."

"Where did you throw them?"

"In the basement of my house. There are many books hidden inside. If you're interested, you can come and try to steal them."

"I'll tell you the location of my Zhao family's ancestral secret realm. You go and steal from there, how about that?"

Li Zhuiyuan nodded very seriously: "Sure."

Zhao Yi then remembered that the one surnamed Li had started his river-walking empty-handed. He was probably desperate to find a reasonable excuse to visit the treasure vault of a major sect or family.

"I was joking. Wait for the Yu family. That is a proper Long Wang family; there must be a vast amount of good things."

Li Zhuiyuan pulled his gaze further away, trying to find the location of Runsheng and the twin sisters.

He first discovered Sun Yan; she was hiding in a tree.

After a while, he found the location of the twin sisters. Although they had made arrangements to conceal their aura, they had not perfectly integrated into the surrounding environment.

Zhao Yi: "It's still Runsheng on your side who hides well. I still haven't found his location."

Li Zhuiyuan: "That's because he should be nearby, but he isn't looking here."

The task was transmitted through Sun Yan's animals. After completing the task, Runsheng should have found a cool place to stay.

Zhao Yi: "That is indeed something Runsheng would do."

The three people dressed in white were clearly all proficient in the way of arrays. Previously, the five people from the other team were trying to break the array with brute force, and the effect was very poor.

Next, it was the turn of these three. They stood side by side, their hands quickly forming seals, and the array materials they carried on their backs flew out one by one.

One was measuring the large array with a small array, one was concentrating on setting it up, and one was guiding the change in the surrounding Feng Shui pattern to cooperate.

Zhao Yi: "Do you feel the technique is a bit familiar?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Hmm."

Zhao Yi: "It's Zhen Shaoan's path. Those three are likely his descendants."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Zhen Shaoan entrusted me to pass on the things he had researched to his descendants."

Zhao Yi: "Are you going to return them?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "We'll see. The bare minimum."

Besides that, Li Zhuiyuan also remembered that when he was besieged by arrays at the homestay in Lijiang, a group of array masters posed a threat to his array; it was these three.

After the broken jade dissipated and turned into a mark, meaning the jade-snatching segment was over, everyone scattered like birds and beasts. Before these three left, they even bowed to him and said congratulations.

However, Zhen Shaoan was actually an enemy, not a friend, at the time. It was only at the last moment that he realized he had failed, so he retreated to the next best thing and offered benefits to ask Li Zhuiyuan for help.

These three were also enemies, not friends, when they were in Lijiang; they just showed a certain demeanor at the end.

In short, there was a certain amount of goodwill, but Li Zhuiyuan could not really say he owed them any favors.

The three quickly completed the preliminary preparations, and the array-breaking began.

On the first attempt, the large tree began to tremble, but the array was not opened; it failed.

The fatty among the five spoke, his tone filled with mockery, and he took the opportunity to tease the woman among the three, his eyes revealing lewdness.

The female array master showed shame and anger, was pressed down by her companion holding her wrist, and then the three tried to set up the array again.

The fatty became even more arrogant, starting to constantly put his arms around the shoulders of his subordinates standing beside him, making detailed comments on the female array master's figure, and his subordinates also added lewd laughter.

This scene looked very low-class.

Li Zhuiyuan had good hearing and could hear it clearly; Zhao Yi did not need translation, as he could read lips.

Zhao Yi: "Interesting, that fatty."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Hmm."

Zhao Yi: "Those three array masters are still a bit green. They deliberately failed the first array-breaking attempt and left a backup array on the spot to target the fatty and the others."

Li Zhuiyuan: "The fatty has already seen through their intentions. By adjusting the positions of his subordinates while putting his arms around them, their lewd words actually contain their secret code."

Zhao Yi: "Can you tell what path the fatty is from?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "In terms of Jianghu knowledge, I am much weaker than you."

Zhao Yi: "I don't think he comes from the grassroots. People from the grassroots find it very difficult to come into contact with profound arrays."

Li Zhuiyuan: "I don't agree with this point. If he understood arrays, he could have tried to break the array just now, unless he deliberately hid it even from his own subordinates, but that wouldn't make much sense."

Zhao Yi: "Then he doesn't understand arrays, but he understands people and saw through the purpose behind their first failure. Haha, it was my oversight."

Li Zhuiyuan: "It's fine, a common ailment of young masters and young ladies."

Zhao Yi: "How can you have the nerve to say I'm a young master?"

Below, the three array masters' second attempt began. The original scenery around the ancient tree receded, and a simple Daoist temple gate appeared.

The plaque on the gate was inscribed with "Wuwei Temple."

Fatty: "Open the door."

The female array master raised her hand, and the gate slowly opened, revealing the Daoist standing behind the gate.

The Daoist had returned to the temple to get something, intending to return to the city hospital tonight to "see off" the two old people and take his apprentice back.

But not long after he returned to the temple, a roaring sound came from outside. He did not rush out, but stood behind the gate and waited quietly.

He hoped that the other party would disperse on their own after failing to break the array, but unfortunately, things went against his wishes.

"Guests from afar, if you don't mind, you may enter the temple to drink tea and stay the night."

The fatty stepped forward, cupped his hands and said: "We wish to participate in the Demon-Suppressing Assembly and contribute to suppressing the demons, so please ask the Daoist to hand over the invitation. If not, it is a violation of the original intention of the righteous path and a deliberate collusion with demons!"

The reason was very crude, but it was practical.

Zhao Yi: "Actually, every Daoist temple that received an invitation has done evil deeds in secret, so it's not unjust for them to be destroyed. If the invitation was really sent out by this Daoist, then he chose suitable targets beforehand."

Li Zhuiyuan: "He himself is not unjust either."

Zhao Yi: "Also true. Then you say, will he give it?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "As the distributor of the invitation, if he can give it now, it means his degree of freedom is very high; if he cannot give it, it means his degree of control is very deep, and he is just a spokesperson for 'that one' in the deepest part."

Zhao Yi: "He can wait behind the gate for so long and let them make a scene, which shows he doesn't want to cause more trouble. If he can't give the invitation and is forced to take action, then it's really as you said."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Therefore, I agree with your modification to the plan. Wait for Xu Ming and Lin Shu You's injuries to recover, and we will achieve success in one battle with our best state. Targeting only this Daoist is easy to alert the enemy."

Below, the Daoist asked: "May I ask your honorable name?"

The fatty answered first: "My surname is Wang, with the single name Bao. Alright, stop talking nonsense. Hand over the invitation, and I will take my people and leave immediately."

Daoist: "This poor Daoist's secular surname is Shen, Shen Huaiyang. This poor Daoist has no Daoist name; Wuwei Temple does not have the habit of taking Daoist names."

Fatty: "I didn't ask you."

Shen Huaiyang: "I should answer; this is etiquette."

At this time, the three array masters stepped forward one by one to pay their respects:

"Zhen family, Zhen Yue."

"Zhen family, Zhen Lang."

"Zhen family, Zhen Xin."

Shen Huaiyang returned the salute to the three from the Zhen family, then looked at the four people behind the fatty, signaling them to report their names as well.

The fatty let out a cold laugh: "What's the point of reporting names to people who are about to die?"

Above, Zhao Yi heard this and teased: "This fatty's habits are the opposite of yours."

Li Zhuiyuan: "They are indeed from the Zhen family."

Zhao Yi: "It's not convenient for us to protect people now. That Shen Huaiyang clearly intends to take action. Asking for names is to facilitate the transcendence after killing them, to resolve his own baleful aura."

The implication was that forcibly intervening would break the original plan.

Li Zhuiyuan: "If they can escape, we can help."

Zhao Yi: "Fine, agreed."

The fatty took a step back, and the thin man in the black robe behind him dropped his black robe.

The next moment, the thin man, whose ribs were clearly visible on his chest, appeared above and behind Shen Huaiyang, holding a curved blade.

This was an assassination by sneak attack to his face.

Many people with extraordinary strength could not block this move. After all, when people are face-to-face, their vigilance against sneak attacks is often very low. The fatty had used this move to kill many people, saving a lot of trouble.

Shen Huaiyang raised his hands upward.

Before the thin man's curved blade could fall, his whole body was lifted upward by an invisible air wave, directly hitting the eaves of the Daoist temple gate.

And this force did not disappear but continued. The thin man's body made "crack, crack" sounds, and he, who was already very thin, shriveled further at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Pop."

In the end, he turned into a pool of meat paste stuck to the eaves of the gate.

"Drip... drip..."

Fresh blood mixed with some meat sauce dripped down, landing on Shen Huaiyang's head and shoulders.

He lowered his hands, walked a few steps down the steps to avoid the filth above, then raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his face with his sleeve, his chest heaving slightly as he panted.

The fatty's eyes widened, and he began to retreat.

Seeing this, the remaining three subordinates also showed astonishment and instinctively wanted to retreat, but after seeing the fatty's figure, they stepped forward one by one to block in front of the fatty.

The three from the Zhen family also showed astonishment.

Killing a person instantly in such an extreme way with such understatement, this scene indeed had a huge impact.

Shen Huaiyang did not stop walking. After finishing the steps, he continued to move forward.

An invisible sense of oppression struck, and the three subordinates in front of the fatty began to retreat while staying on guard.

Shen Huaiyang drew his sword, the sword light appeared, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

One of the fatty's subordinates twisted his body and was instantly turned into many pieces that fell to the ground.

The fatty swallowed a mouthful of saliva and muttered: "Shouldn't be, shouldn't be..."

People who have reached this stage of river-walking are somewhat familiar with the rules of the river water. Under normal circumstances, getting the invitation is just the first step of this wave, but how could this first step be so terrifying?

The person in front of him killed one of his subordinates in one move. How could they fight this?

Mainly, the fatty was confused by being in the situation. He did not expect that two forces walking this wave had obtained the invitation early. The fatty thought he was fast and was in the first batch.

He did not expect that those two forces had actually joined together and treated their later teams as stepping stones to play with.

The job that should have been to get the token from the little demon turned into going straight into the demon king's cave to ask for it from half the owner.

It can only be said that even the smartest people have their own limitations and cannot understand things outside their cognition.

However, the fatty was decisive and shouted: "Run!"

Although he was fat, he was really not slow. With a kick of his feet, his whole body flew up.

Zhao Yi: "Very good light-body technique."

After all, it could make a fat man as light as a swallow.

The fatty's remaining two subordinates, including the three from the Zhen family, were also preparing to flee.

The two sides had actually had contact before. Although they didn't have a big fight, they had tested each other's bottom line. The fatty's subordinates were not ordinary thugs.

Shen Huaiyang knelt on one knee, his right palm facing down, and slapped the ground.

He opened his mouth, and all kinds of strange sounds kept coming out, like many kinds of demon beasts hissing. His long hair floated up, and his eyes turned green.

Originally, he really had the feeling of a transcendent Daoist, but now he looked like a puppet possessed by a demon beast.

But he was not possessed.

He was actively using this move, completely autonomous, but this technique was clearly not learned from the Daoist sect.

The three from the Zhen family and the three from the fatty's side seemed to have encountered a ghost wall. No matter how they ran, they could not leave this limited range.

Above, Li Zhuiyuan and Zhao Yi opened their Yin-walking simultaneously.

They could see that the phantoms of demon beasts were cruising around, forcibly circling this area into a barrier.

Zhao Yi: "Now we can be sure, our guess is correct."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Hmm, Yu family technique."

Zhao Yi: "Then his demon beast..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Is that little Daoist."

Zhao Yi: "Really ruthless, injecting demon blood into one's own bloodline to cultivate the companion demon beast with the deepest bond. Even the Yu family wouldn't be this perverted, right?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "They wouldn't have before, but the current Yu family is much more perverted."

When demon beasts turn the tables and become the masters, human ethics and taboos are no longer constraints.

Sometimes Li Zhuiyuan also thinks about a question: Yu Miaomiao, whom he met last time, was very stupid, but could it be... she is actually one of the smartest people in the current Yu family, after all, she could go out river-walking.

The fatty shouted to the three from the Zhen family: "Join forces, otherwise we will all die here!"

The three from the Zhen family began to set up an array, preparing to break through this barrier with the power of the array.

And Shen Huaiyang, who had already completed the pattern of catching turtles in a jar, stopped there at this time. He just looked at the six people in front of him with his eyes, but delayed making the next move.

Zhao Yi: "Is he thinking?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "He is searching for memories."

Because of the line provided by Xue Liangliang, Li Zhuiyuan was able to contact the three patients early and learn in advance that their memories had been modified. This was an advantage Zhao Yi did not have.

This meant Li Zhuiyuan could clear the fog from the beginning and explore the opponent's behavioral logic.

Otherwise, one would really think that Shen Huaiyang, who was motionless, was enjoying watching the panic and helplessness of the prey.

In fact, he was searching for memories.

It was like taking a reference book example during an exam and looking for the answer.

Zhao Yi: "He is thinking about how to maintain the barrier while taking action."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Hmm."

Zhao Yi: "At this time, they should actually collectively launch an attack on Shen Huaiyang, or send one person to attack, so that one person can be sacrificed to break this barrier."

Li Zhuiyuan: "They don't dare. From their perspective, this is absurd."

A powerhouse who kills with a wave of his hand and sets up a barrier with a drop of his hand would actually make such a low-level mistake.

Zhao Yi: "This is our opportunity. When we officially take action against him, we can focus on this point."

Li Zhuiyuan: "By then, he will already have this memory."

Zhao Yi: "Hmm, we can't follow the same pattern. We must create other moments where he scratches his head according to this train of thought."

The Zhen family's array was set up very quickly, and they had already begun to pry the barrier at this moment.

The fatty took his remaining two subordinates and stood in front of the Zhen family, nominally acting as cover.

Just at this time, Shen Huaiyang loosened his hand that was pressed against the ground and stood up, the barrier still remaining.

He let out a breath, raised his sword, and walked toward the six people.

Not walking many steps, Zhen Xin suddenly closed her hands, and the two array flags beside her moved without wind.

Shen Huaiyang stepped into the array trap they had left behind earlier, which was originally prepared for the fatty and the others.

The fatty's mouth twitched, and he did not lose his temper, because he had seen it long ago.

The pressure from all four sides began to strike Shen Huaiyang. Shen Huaiyang stabbed his sword into the ground at his feet and stirred it, and a huge air wave swept toward the surroundings. The space that had been compressed could not withstand this force...

"Boom!"

The array exploded.

Zhen Xin's figure trembled, and she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Shen Huaiyang's hair was disheveled, his clothes were broken, and although he did not spit blood, his aura was surging, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

The method he chose successfully broke the array, but it also hurt himself. After all, he himself was also in that narrow array trap earlier.

But Shen Huaiyang did not choose to adjust his breath, but raised his arms high and let out a whistle.

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

It was the landing of invisible giant objects, and one after another, demon beast phantoms rushed toward the six people like crazy.

Fatty: "Stop him!"

A fan appeared in the fatty's hand. He held the fan in his left hand and formed an orchid seal with his right hand. Under constant dancing, two demon beast phantoms were blocked by him alone, and his subordinates also blocked one each.

Zhen Yue was responsible for continuing to pry the barrier with the array, and Zhen Lang took out a piece of paper. The paper was only the size of a palm, cut into the shape of armor and weapons.

The paper self-ignited, and invisible armor appeared on Zhen Lang's body, and a large sword appeared in his hand, hacking toward a demon beast phantom.

The injured Zhen Xin forcibly cheered herself up and also took out a similar piece of paper, not hesitating to stain it with the fresh blood she had just spat out. The paper burned, and a set of armor appeared on her body, joining the battle.

At this time, although the number of demon beasts was not small, they were all intercepted.

At this time, a sense of absurdity arose in the hearts of the five people, which was that the opponent's move was not as strong as imagined, and they were not blocking it as arduously as they thought.

Zhao Yi: "Setting up a demon beast barrier but not combining the environment to use the demon beast phantoms that come with the barrier, but instead using another technique to re-summon them, what is this called?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Called following a formula."

The fatty moved. His palm swept across the fan surface, fresh blood stained the fan, and he swept left and right, pushing away the two demon beast phantoms. The orchid seal formed, and the fat on his body seemed to ripple. His whole body seemed to be traveling through a crack, gaining a very fast speed bonus, and he appeared directly in front of Shen Huaiyang.

The fan surface cut horizontally, releasing a sharp aura, like a sword, stabbing straight at Shen Huaiyang's brow.

Zhao Yi: "This fatty is courageous. He fears death and cherishes his life, but at the critical moment, he dares to go up."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Hmm."

Zhao Yi: "You say, if I hadn't met you in advance, or didn't know you before, would I have been arranged by you to be this fatty? I think, under the same circumstances, I wouldn't do better than him."

Li Zhuiyuan: "You wouldn't."

Zhao Yi: "Cough, haha, so, you think so highly of me?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "If it were you, when Shen Huaiyang came out to greet you, you would have told him he went to the wrong door, and then slipped away."

Zhao Yi: "..."

The sharp aura condensed by the fatty's fan successfully stabbed into Shen Huaiyang's brow.

The fatty was overjoyed. Although he still felt inexplicable in many places, at least at this moment, he was about to succeed.

Fresh blood flowed from Shen Huaiyang's brow, and his body leaned backward.

The fatty pressed on, his figure pressing forward, forcing himself to release more sharp aura, constantly expanding the wound on Shen Huaiyang's brow.

Shen Huaiyang pushed forward with both hands, one hand forming a palm, guiding the Daoist wind and thunder, and one hand clenching a fist, full of momentum.

One fist and one palm struck toward the fatty, wanting to force the fatty to retreat.

The fatty's fat belly quickly sank, and his originally balloon-like body shriveled in an instant. He used this to deliberately dodge the tiger fist and took a palm strike head-on.

Because he quickly reacted and realized that the opponent's Daoist path was weak, and what was strong was the non-Daoist method.

Sure enough, although this palm hit the fatty, the sound of bones breaking also came from the fatty's body, but he at least remained intact.

And the tiger fist that missed swept out a terrifying gang aura in front of the fist.

The fatty endured the severe pain, got closer, bit the tip of his tongue and spat out essence blood, spraying it on the fan surface. The originally invisible sharpness revealed blood sword patterns, stabbing further into Shen Huaiyang's brow.

Zhao Yi: "Daoist and Yu family cultivation arts coming out together, Shen Huaiyang is panicked. Could this guy really be stabbed to death by this fatty?"

Using a stone to ask for directions, but smashing a person to death, that would be really funny.

In other scenarios, in the face of absolute power, the changes in moves would be very pale.

Just like when Runsheng and the others faced that monkey, it almost evolved into a beast-tearing fighting style, because at that time, moves had no meaning, and what they were fighting for was that breath.

But Shen Huaiyang was a special case. He was very strong, but it was that kind of special strength, weak-strong-weak-strong.

If it developed normally, the fatty, without understanding the principle, had actually touched Shen Huaiyang's weakness and could really kill Shen Huaiyang.

Zhao Yi: "This Fatty is a character. What he lacks is merely the breadth of vision and perspective; his temperament is basically overflowing. To show him respect, I feel that in this wave, it is necessary to find an opportunity to finish him off. What do you think, Brother Xiaoyuan?"

Li Zhuiyuan glanced at Zhao Yi and did not speak.

Zhao Yi: "I'm different. What is our relationship!"

Li Zhuiyuan: "He cannot be killed."

Zhao Yi: "How could..."

Zhao Yi's words got stuck. He realized that the "cannot be killed" the youth said did not refer to the fatty, but to Shen Huaiyang.

Shen Huaiyang's entire skin began to turn green at this time, and his body was filled with demon aura.

When Yu Miaomiao went crazy, she also showed a similar scene.

Now, Shen Huaiyang also went crazy.

He no longer avoided the damage of the fan sword aura by retreating and blocking, but instead actively slammed his head toward the diagonal side.

"Clatter..."

A large piece of Shen Huaiyang's bone and flesh was forcibly pried open. The scene looked extremely bloody, but because of this, he avoided the worst situation of having his head completely smashed by the sword aura.

"Roar!"

A low roar came from Shen Huaiyang's throat. At this moment, there was no shadow of a Daoist on him, and he turned into a crazy demon beast.

Seeing that things were not going well, the fatty immediately unfolded the fan completely. The fan contained hidden mechanisms, and under constant expansion, it formed a barrier, painted with landscapes, hiding secrets inside, which could imprison people.

"Bang!"

But in front of Shen Huaiyang in this state, this barrier was torn to pieces in an instant. He was like a beast, on all fours, raising his neck, and after continuous flying leaps, his hands grabbed the fatty's back.

"Clatter!"

Who would have thought that the fatty also followed suit. He himself did not lack this kind of decisiveness. The skin and flesh on his body peeled off actively like a raincoat, and his whole body was like a bloody person, running wildly. You could even see the fat on his body trembling like corn kernels.

To survive, he was really willing, and he really had a way.

Zhao Yi: "Being fat has this benefit?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Moved?"

Zhao Yi: "Pros and cons. If I were fat, I wouldn't be able to attract sisters to join the team, and there would be no chance with those twin sisters."

There was no affection between them and Zhao Yi. The so-called marriage contract was just a tacit understanding between the Jiujiang Zhao family and the hidden Liang family. But a prerequisite for them to agree was that Zhao Yi's skin, temperament, and inner self were all acceptable.

Zhao Yi: "What's going on with Shen Huaiyang?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "There should be a memory implanted, which is that when the main owner goes crazy, in this state, you don't need to care about moves, just seek to kill the enemy in front of you by any extreme method."

Zhao Yi: "This means that the main owner also knows Shen Huaiyang's weakness. Phew... the stepping stone still played a role. If we didn't know this, we might have suffered when solving Shen Huaiyang."

Shen Huaiyang was like a wild beast, killing into the battlefield.

In an instant, he first bit off one of the fatty's subordinates.

Immediately, he rushed toward the two Zhen family members wearing paper armor.

Zhen Lang and Zhen Xin saw this and retreated to avoid it.

But Zhen Xin was already injured, and she retreated slower than Zhen Lang.

In this situation, what is compared is often not absolute speed, but relative speed with companions.

Zhen Xin was caught by Shen Huaiyang. Shen Huaiyang's hands penetrated the defense of the paper armor and pierced Zhen Xin's chest. Then his arms spread out, and Zhen Xin's body was torn and exploded.

Zhen Lang let out a roar, no longer retreating, and turned to go up to fight Shen Huaiyang to the death for revenge.

Zhen Yue: "Retreat!"

"Boom!"

The array was successfully activated, and a gap was pushed out of the barrier by the array.

The big red fatty who had shed his skin was the first to run out.

At the same time, the fatty did not forget to sprinkle the blood aura from his body toward Zhen Yue while deliberately exaggerating his arm waving movements when going out.

Zhen Lang: "You go, I'll stop him!"

Zhen Yue gritted his teeth, no longer hesitating, and ran out with red eyes.

Zhen Lang's sword hacked toward Shen Huaiyang. Shen Huaiyang did not block, just tilted his body slightly. The sword edge hacked into his shoulder, then was instantly restrained, followed by a forward charge.

"Bang!"

Half of Zhen Lang's body was directly smashed.

Because the injury came too fast, after falling to the ground, he could still squirm on the ground.

Shen Huaiyang stepped on half of Zhen Lang's head with one foot, crushing it.

Afterward, he rushed out. The last subordinate of the fatty, who was left behind, was caught by him, knocked to the ground, and torn wildly.

When he looked up again, his face was covered in blood, his green eyes flashed quickly, looking in two directions.

The fatty and Zhen Yue fled in two different directions, but Zhen Yue had more blood aura on him. That was because the fatty had added ingredients to Zhen Yue when he was running.

Shen Huaiyang's gaze fixed on Zhen Yue's direction, and he began to hunt.

Li Zhuiyuan looked toward the southwest. The Feng Shui phenomenon in the sky there had changed. The change was very slight, meaning that the existence that triggered this change was hiding deep underground.

At the same time, it also indicated that after Shen Huaiyang entered this crazy memory state, "that one" would perceive it.

Therefore, the best way is to either kill Shen Huaiyang before he has a chance to enter this state, or don't let him stay in this state for too long.

Only in this way can one not alert the enemy and not let the one underground receive a warning.

Zhao Yi: "Let's go, get on my back. You find the Zhen family one, I'll find that fatty."

Li Zhuiyuan climbed onto Zhao Yi's back again.

Zhao Yi: "I will give that fatty a chance. If he takes that chance, I won't kill him, just like you once gave me a chance."

Li Zhuiyuan: "I didn't give you a chance back then. I've said it many times, those two times I was just fully injured, and you didn't dare to kill me yourself."

Zhao Yi: "Alright, shut up!"

Zhen Yue was now full of despair. The three of them did not come from the same house, but they had a very good relationship since childhood. The lighting was also done by him, and the two of them followed him.

But now, Zhen Xin and Zhen Lang were both dead.

When he first noticed the commotion, the first to react was the fatty's group. It was he, as the leader, who made the decision to deliberately come over, wanting to play the pig to eat the tiger, follow behind the fatty's group, and take the invitation.

When he discovered that the Daoist temple behind the ancient tree was not large, and the aura of the people inside was very weak, it was the kind of small, single-lineage Daoist temple, he was complacent, thinking he had chosen correctly.

After all, the Daoist temple they were originally prepared to find privately detained women to provide menstrual blood for alchemy. Although it could be destroyed justifiably, that Daoist temple's power was not small, and the array had just been modified, and all the personnel had returned, belonging to a hard bone to chew.

But what Zhen Yue did not expect was that the fatty's group was not simple, and what was even less simple was this person in the single-lineage Daoist temple, who was simply as terrifying as a devil.

His mistake caused his team to suffer a near-annihilation blow and directly extinguished his desire to continue walking the Jianghu.

Because his team was different from other teams, the family ties and cultivation art complementarity were too serious, and it was impossible to go outside to replenish manpower, and to recruit people at home... the family's talents were withered, and in this generation, there was no one to recruit. He himself was broken in spirit because of the encounter that night.

After going back, just light the lamp a second time, and then calm down to cultivate the next generation of the family.

Behind him, the increasingly close killing intent interrupted Zhen Yue's emotions.

Caught up?

Zhen Yue ran with all his might, using all kinds of methods, but it was still useless, and the killing intent kept approaching.

Can't run anymore, then... die here with A-Lang and A-Xin.

Zhen Yue stopped his figure, turned around, and began to set up an array.

Shen Huaiyang's beast-like eyes told him that what he was doing now was just a powerless struggle.

The array was set up, but Shen Huaiyang just made a forward charge and broke the array he had just set up.

Zhen Yue sighed and prepared to accept this result.

"Hum!"

A huge eye appeared on the ground, Shen Huaiyang's speed was reduced because of this, and he was briefly restricted.

Seeing this, Zhen Yue's face showed a look of shock. He was extremely familiar with this array eye, because this was his Zhen family's secret method inheritance.

Shen Huaiyang let out a roar and crushed the eye under his feet, but just as he took a step again, the second giant eye appeared again, followed by the third, the fourth...

Zhen Yue woke up and turned to continue running.

After Shen Huaiyang crushed many giant eyes in succession, he finally stopped his steps. The prey had run far away, and he had no intention to continue the pursuit.

His gaze swept across the surroundings, wanting to investigate the existence of the person who had just taken action, but failed.

Immediately afterward, he seemed to be summoned by some kind of will, turned around, and walked toward the Daoist temple.

The fatty ran the fastest and the farthest. At this moment, he had already run to the foot of the mountain and lay down on a flat ground, his chest heaving constantly.

"Ran really fast."

The appearance of a voice stimulated the fatty to directly do a carp jump.

"Who!"

The fatty looked around vigilantly.

"Here."

Zhao Yi's figure was revealed, holding a bag of powder in his hand.

The fatty immediately shouted with joy: "Haha, brother, are you also here to eliminate demons and defend the Dao? Really good, with you and me carrying the flag and sacrificing our lives for righteousness, why worry that our righteous path will not flourish!"

Zhao Yi glared angrily and said: "Ahead is a mountain village. You skinless ghost intend to enter the village to harm the common people and plot for human skin, right? Fortunately, I arrived in time, otherwise I would really let you cause trouble!"

Hearing this, the fatty was stunned, thinking to himself, this grandson is going to kill me!

Zhao Yi: "Speak, you came from the mountain, which Daoist temple let you out? I will definitely go to the door to ask for an explanation!"

Some things must be concluded.

For example, the causal line of the Heavenly Dao.

These two groups of people gave up their own wave clues and did not go to settle accounts with the Daoist temple that deserved it, but ran to find a single-lineage one, wanting to get the invitation more easily and simply.

Now these two groups of people are abolished, but the cause and effect that should have been completed by them cannot be left behind. If they don't do it, he and that one surnamed Li have to go to finish it.

This is also what Zhao Yi said to Li Zhuiyuan, giving this fatty a chance.

If this fatty said the Daoist temple where Shen Huaiyang is, obviously wanting to deliberately let himself go to die, then this fatty must die.

If the fatty said the other Daoist temple he should have followed the causal clue to, then he could live.

The fatty said the location of the Daoist temple.

Zhao Yi pondered slightly. What the fatty said was not the coordinates of Shen Huaiyang's Daoist temple.

Fatty: "Remember to destroy that Daoist temple. They specialize in raising skinless ghosts like me to harm people. They are not proper Daoists at all."

Zhao Yi rolled his eyes at the fatty: "Too much force."

This fatty clearly guessed his intention in a very short time and gambled temporarily. Zhao Yi had to admire this ability to respond to the situation.

Fatty: "Can't say I saw it, it's not sincere. The deceit on the river belongs to the river, but things on the shore really cannot be sloppy.

I originally thought about getting what I wanted first, and after a period of time when they relaxed their vigilance, I would go to solve that Daoist temple."

Zhao Yi: "Pretend, you continue to pretend."

Fatty: "Wanting to live is not shameful, big brother, give me a chance."

Zhao Yi: "No, go die."

The fatty turned around and immediately started running.

Zhao Yi made a standard throwing motion and smashed the bag in his hand toward the other party.

After hitting, the bag shattered, and a pile of white powder covered the fatty's body.

"Ah!!!"

The fatty let out an extremely painful wail, fell to the ground, and for a time life was worse than death. He shouted in despair:

"What kind of deadly poison is this!"

The fatty had given up struggling, waiting for death to come.

Who knew Zhao Yi did not go up to make a supplementary knife, but turned and left, waving his hand, saying:

"Table salt."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 258 =====