Chapter 399: Hidden figure, intimidating everyone

Qishan was Li Mongolian Yuan’s senior brother after all, and upon hearing this, he frowned slightly and then said: "Zhang Zhang Wuji, are you sure you want to be so aggressive?"

Zhang Zhang Wuji laughed: "I, Zhang Zhang Wuji, have always acted uprightly in my life, when have I ever needed to be aggressive?"

"Hmph, stubborn!" A cold light flashed in Qishan’s eyes, and then he said, "Do it, kill without mercy!"

"Kill!"

The group of Demon Cult experts led by Qishan drew their weapons one after another and surrounded Zhang "030" Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Zhang Wuji looked at this group of Demon Cult experts calmly, his expression indifferent.

"Clang, clang, clang."

The sound of weapons colliding was endless.

"Bang—"

Zhang Zhang Wuji’s figure was elegant, dodging several attacks, and then he struck out with a palm.

The palm force was surging, directly knocking the masked man in black who had attacked him first flying out.

That Demon Cult expert knocked over two Demon Cult disciples beside him before stopping.

Zhang Zhang Wuji had not cultivated martial arts, but his movement technique was excellent, and combined with the unique internal energy of the Xiaoyao Sect, he could barely resist the attacks of several Demon Cult experts without being defeated immediately.

Zhang Zhang Wuji’s figure was elegant, like an immortal.

Not far away, several Demon Cult disciples stared at Zhang Zhang Wuji with some fear in their hearts.

Zhang Zhang Wuji listened to the discussions coming from around him, a trace of disgust appearing between his brows.

"Shut up!"

Zhang Zhang Wuji shouted angrily, and the surrounding Demon Cult disciples were startled.

Zhang Zhang Wuji’s voice contained a strange power that intimidated these people.

Those Demon Cult disciples were suddenly as silent as cicadas in winter.

"Kill!" Zhang Zhang Wuji shouted again.

This time, those Demon Cult disciples finally woke up and killed toward Zhang Zhang Wuji again.

The precious sword in Zhang Zhang Wuji’s hand spun out flowers of sword light, sword rays shooting everywhere, sword shadows overlapping, every move and every style was just right, and his swordsmanship was so superb that it was staggering.

This group of Demon Cult experts could not hold on under Zhang Zhang Wuji’s hands.

The Heaven-Reliant Sword in Zhang Zhang Wuji’s hand swung back and forth rapidly, and one after another, living lives vanished under his sword. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Demon Cult experts lost their combat effectiveness.

Suddenly, Zhang Zhang Wuji felt a dangerous aura approaching, and then he instinctively moved sideways a few steps, and a tiny silver needle grazed his shoulder.

"Hidden weapon!" Zhang Zhang Wuji’s expression changed, and he scanned the surroundings coldly.

"Hehe! Zhang Zhang Wuji is indeed intelligent and agile, even my 'Golden Silkworm Needle' was detected. It seems that eliminating you is really a thorny matter..."

A gloomy and hoarse voice came from all directions.

Zhang Zhang Wuji looked around the surroundings, but did not find the other party’s position.

Suddenly, Zhang Zhang Wuji felt a violently fluctuating internal energy coming from the southeast.

Zhang Zhang Wuji followed that strange feeling and looked over, only to discover that a black shadow was hidden there.

A solemn look appeared on Zhang Zhang Wuji’s face. He did not rush forward rashly, but instead slowly retreated a few meters, then circulated his internal energy, waiting for the other party to arrive.

However, what surprised Zhang Zhang Wuji was that the other party seemed to have no movement.

After a while, Zhang Zhang Wuji finally could not hold back and rushed out with his sword.

0.6 A sound of weapons clashing rang out, and the two were entangled together.

"Zhang Zhang Wuji, I have said long ago that with your ability, you can never win against me, just surrender obediently." Qishan grinned hideously.

Zhang Zhang Wuji said coldly: "Stop talking big!"

He and Qishan fought for hundreds of rounds, feeling more and more strenuous.

Although the weapon Qishan used was a short dagger, because his internal energy was deep, he could not gain the slightest upper hand.

"Bang~~" Qishan slashed fiercely, hitting Zhang Zhang Wuji’s arm.

"Swoosh~~"

Crimson blood splashed out, and a section of Zhang Zhang Wuji’s arm was sliced off.

Zhang Zhang Wuji’s face was pale, and he hurriedly retreated a few steps.

"Zhang Zhang Wuji, I am going to mince you into ten thousand pieces." Qishan shouted crazily.

Zhang Zhang Wuji looked at Qishan’s ferocious appearance and snorted coldly, saying: "Qishan, do you think you have the victory in your hands? I advise you to leave as soon as possible, lest you lose your life."

"What did you say?" Qishan was furious, leaped up, and clamped his legs toward Zhang Zhang Wuji.

He attacked with one leg, and a sharp sound of breaking through the air came from the air, showing the strength of his power, enough to kick through hard stones.

Zhang Zhang Wuji smiled contemptuously, held the sword in his right hand, and thrust it out, the tip of the sword accurately piercing toward Qishan.

A look of horror appeared on Qishan’s face. His offensive was already very fierce, yet Zhang Zhang Wuji could still be distracted to thrust this fatal sword.

"Pfft~~"

The long sword pierced into Qishan’s waist, and Qishan’s whole body stiffened, his face filled with disbelief. He could not believe that he would die under Zhang Zhang Wuji’s hands.

He looked down at the precious sword that had pierced his abdomen, and then spat out a mouthful of blood.

Immediately, he looked up and glared at Zhang Zhang Wuji: "I will not let you go even as a ghost!"

His body swayed twice and fell to the ground, completely gasping his last breath, with no breath left.

Zhang Zhang Wuji put away the Heaven-Reliant Sword.

"Young Master Zhang has good martial arts, I admire you!"

Just at this moment, a woman about twenty years old walked over.

Her appearance could not be called stunning, but it had a unique charm, giving people a feeling of amazement.

Moreover, her whole body was filled with a cold temperament, as if she were rejecting people from thousands of miles away.

"And who might you be?" Zhang Zhang Wuji frowned and said.

The woman smiled charmingly, as if all living beings had lost their color: "This slave is the Saintess of the Demon Cult, 'Mei Mei Qiqing'."

Zhang Zhang Wuji’s brows were tightly locked, his eyes narrowed into a line, and he said vigilantly: "So it is a Demon Cult enchantress."

Mei Mei Qiqing said coquettishly: "Young Master Zhang really knows how to wrong this slave. This slave is just acting under orders to come and capture Young Master Zhang."

Zhang Zhang Wuji said coldly: "Your Demon Cult is really bold, daring to trespass into the Central Plains."

Mei Mei Qiqing giggled, laughing until her branches trembled: "This slave is just following the Leader’s instructions to do things. As for the reason, please forgive this slave for not being able to disclose it."

She looked at Zhang Zhang Wuji and said: "Young Master Zhang, are you going to come with this slave, or do you want this slave to use force to invite you to leave?"

Zhang Zhang Wuji said without hesitation: "Since your Demon Cult is not dead in its thieving heart, then I will send you on your way."

Zhang Zhang Wuji pointed his toes and performed the Lingbo Micro-steps to press forward.

"Shoo~~" Zhang Zhang Wuji’s right index finger and thumb hooked the sword hilt.

He gathered the true energy in his body into his right index finger and thumb, his wrist shook slightly, and a sharp sword light shot out, shooting toward Mei Mei Qiqing’s chest.

Mei Mei Qiqing’s face changed, her arm straightened, and she grabbed the long sword Zhang Zhang Wuji had thrust out.

The long sword collided with the long sword, and sparks flew.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhang Wuji retreated, leaving Mei Mei Qiqing’s attack range.

Zhang Zhang Wuji sneered: "Looking at your attire, you should be one of the Demon Cult’s Five Elements Banners, right? I didn't expect that in order to deal with me, the Demon Cult dispatched three people from the Five Elements Banners."

Mei Mei Qiqing said shyly: "Young Master Zhang, your martial arts are more powerful than this slave expected, so this slave decided to come out personally to deal with Young Master Zhang."