Chapter 154

Su Changli, Xie Jiucheng, and the others were startled; they clearly hadn't expected Sikong Changfeng to know their location. Seeing the long spear stabbing over at high speed, terrifying auras erupted from them one after another.

Sikong Changfeng snorted coldly.

Since he had decided to make a move, he naturally wouldn't show mercy.

Although he had just been hiding with Tang Lian and the others, relying on his Half-Step Spirit-Wandering strength, he had long since known the locations of those who were besieging them.

He could ignore the martial artists from other dynasties for now, but as for the Dark River, the mastermind behind this incident, he wouldn't go soft.

Now.

Taking advantage of the fact that the others hadn't reacted yet, Sikong Changfeng prepared to kill these people from the Dark River first.

Without anyone else's help.

Killing a few ordinary Carefree Heaven Realm experts was still not a problem.

Seeing that several people were preparing to resist.

Sikong Changfeng flicked his wrist, fiercely spinning a spear flower, and stabbed toward the Mu family assassin, Mu Ying.

This Mu Ying was known as the Thousand-Faced Ghost; not only was his strength not weak, but he had many methods and could disguise himself as anyone. If he were allowed to break free and catch up to Tang Lian and the others, it would definitely be another round of trouble.

So the first person Sikong Changfeng wanted to kill was him!

Pfft!!

Under the disbelieving gazes of several people, the long spear stabbed directly into Mu Ying's chest, and the terrifying internal energy carried by the spear tip leaked out, directly shredding Mu Ying's internal organs to pieces.

With just one strike.

Mu Ying, who possessed Carefree Heaven Realm strength, had already fallen.

"Quick, dodge!"

Su Changli roared at the others, a trace of horror flashing in his eyes.

Until this moment.

Did he finally truly realize the terror of the Spear Immortal, Sikong Changfeng.

Ji Ruofeng of the Hundred Schools Hall once said that of the world's spear energy, the Spear Immortal Sikong Changfeng occupied eight-tenths alone; he had originally been a bit skeptical, but now, he couldn't help but believe it.

Su Changli knew.

Relying on just the few of them.

It was fundamentally impossible for them to be a match for the Spear Immortal Sikong Changfeng.

It's just that.

Although they had Su Changli's warning.

The Xie family assassin Xie Ling's retreat was ultimately a step too slow.

Seeing Sikong Changfeng pull back his long spear, then swing it fiercely, the spear whistled, and the pitch-black spear body smashed directly onto Xie Ling's head.

In an instant, red and white splashed everywhere!

However.

Just as Sikong Changfeng was about to continue, a sound of breaking air suddenly came from behind him.

Without needing to think.

Sikong Changfeng knew it must be that troublesome big monk again.

Helplessly letting the few go.

Sikong Changfeng moved his body, dodged the terrifying wheel, and landed on the street.

"Third City Master of Xueyue City, why bother?"

The Golden Wheel Dharma King looked at Sikong Changfeng and said softly: "We only need to pass today, and we will naturally leave."

"Listening to you say that, then you must also be entrusted by someone."

Sikong Changfeng looked at the Golden Wheel Dharma King with curiosity: "I wonder if you are from the Great Song Dynasty or the Great Ming Dynasty."

Besides Southern Jue and Tianwaitian.

It was the Great Song and Great Ming dynasties that were relatively close to the Northern Li Dynasty.

However.

Because Southern Jue and Northern Li had been at war for years, Sikong Changfeng was relatively familiar with Southern Jue.

Among those experts of Southern Jue, he was certain there was no such expert who used wheels.

Upon hearing Sikong Changfeng's words.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King shook his head: "Neither."

Seeing the Golden Wheel Dharma King wouldn't say, Sikong Changfeng smiled gently and didn't mind.

Immediately after.

He just stood there holding his spear, his long hair fluttering wantonly in the wind.

At the same time.

Tang Lian and the others didn't dare to waste time; at this moment, they didn't care about being discovered and fled directly toward the Nine Dragons Temple.

"Chase!"

Seeing the figures of Tang Lian and the others appear.

Several people immediately wanted to chase after them.

However.

Sikong Changfeng glanced at them.

The wind rose!

Dust danced wildly across the entire street for a time.

A long spear instantly broke through the wind, the spear body pitch-black and shining, with the momentum of a dragon.

Several people instantly stopped their footsteps and retreated fiercely, looking at Sikong Changfeng, who had suddenly intercepted them, feeling terror in their hearts.

Just now, they had seen with their own eyes the terror of the long spear in Sikong Changfeng's hand.

If the Golden Wheel Dharma King didn't make a move, they were fundamentally no match for the other party!

It's just that.

Looking at the direction Tang Lian and the others were fleeing, the Golden Wheel Dharma King remained unmoved.

His goal was very clear.

That was to intercept Sikong Changfeng for another day.

Just like that.

Sikong Changfeng, with one man and one spear, confronted the Golden Wheel Dharma King and a group of experts of the Carefree Heaven Realm.

However, not long after.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King suddenly narrowed his eyes, looked up toward the end of the street, and his expression gradually became solemn.

Sikong Changfeng also felt something and turned his head to look behind him.

He saw a tall man in white, with a brownish-yellow beard and eyes like knives and swords, slowly walking toward this side.

"Another one has come..."

Sikong Changfeng sighed in his heart.

Although he didn't recognize the other party, the aura on the other party was exceptionally terrifying, and even compared to him, it wasn't much worse.

"Golden Wheel Dharma King?"

The person who arrived saw the Golden Wheel Dharma King and was stunned; he clearly hadn't expected to meet him here.

"Brother Ouyang." The Golden Wheel Dharma King clearly also recognized the other party and responded with a solemn expression.

The two didn't have much interaction.

But they clearly knew each other.

It's just that, after all, one was the National Preceptor of the Mongol Yuan Empire, and the other was one of the Five Greats of the Great Song.

So in a sense, the two should have been in an adversarial relationship.

"What are you doing here?"

Ouyang Feng glanced at Sikong Changfeng, then looked at the Golden Wheel Dharma King in confusion.

The Great Song Dynasty was between the Mongol Yuan Empire and the Northern Li Dynasty; he didn't understand how the other party had run here.

"That doesn't require Brother Ouyang's concern."

"It's Brother Ouyang, why would you appear here?"

"I'm going to Xueyue City."

Upon hearing the Golden Wheel Dharma King's words, Ouyang Feng's eyes instantly turned cold.