Chapter 1107

Huang Laosi was extremely anxious. Just as he was about to take the rest of the Yellow River Six Ghosts, abandon Hearing Gai Nie, and head for the Baozangzhi Sect—

Suddenly, the usually calmer Sixth Brother cried out in alarm,

"It's them!"

That line was spoken quite softly, and also somewhat out of context.

Yet whether it was the Yellow River Six Ghosts or Hearing Gai Nie, every one of them understood.

Following Sixth Brother's cry, the group looked over.

They saw a squad of men in black, bursting in from outside the deep valley, charging straight toward the Baozangzhi Sect.

"It's them?"

Huang Laosi pursed his lips toward Sixth Brother, asking for confirmation.

"Mm!"

Sixth Brother nodded firmly.

This exchange was truly like a wordless riddle.

Yet once Huang Laosi saw Sixth Brother confirm it, his eyes immediately lit up.

With a great wave of his hand, he said to his brothers,

"All of you, together! Let's take back what's ours."

The Yellow River Six Ghosts took the order. Apart from Fifth Brother,

the other five—including Huang Laosi and Sixth Brother—all leapt up.

They pounced toward that squad of men in black.

Although Huang Laosi's cultivation was ordinary, his Ghost-Head Blade technique was quite treacherous and vicious.

The moment he struck out, he blocked the advance route of that squad of men in black.

"Hmph! Seeking death!"

Those men in black were not only all dressed in black, but also had their faces covered with black gauze.

The leader among them even wore a bamboo hat.

Seeing Huang Laosi block the path with his Ghost-Head Blade technique, that leader of the men in black let out a cold laugh.

He casually drew out a long sword; the sword tip trembled lightly, and a sword radiance of about a foot shot forth.

Then the long sword stabbed out, and that sword radiance transformed into streams of sword shadows, striking straight at the vital points of Huang Laosi's Ghost-Head Blade technique.

Clearly, this leader of the men in black possessed strength that actually surpassed Huang Laosi's!

At the very first exchange, Huang Laosi's Ghost-Head Blade technique immediately collapsed, beaten apart.

Fortunately, the other Yellow River Six Ghosts caught up at this moment, joining forces together, and finally managed to hold against this leader of the men in black's sword strikes.

Hearing Gai Nie saw the Yellow River Six Ghosts engage the men in black, yet did not strike at the first moment.

Although he guessed that these men in black were very likely the squad Sixth Brother had mentioned—the ones who had captured the Fire Monkey—

he carefully scanned and surveyed the area, and sensed around for a while, yet ultimately found no trace of the Fire Monkey.

He also secretly took out that Fire Bodhi seed, but it showed no reaction whatsoever.

Feeling puzzled in his heart, he naturally would not make a move.

With the Yellow River Six Ghosts joining forces, although that leader of the men in black's Wu Gong was a notch higher, after several exchanges, he instead fell into a disadvantage.

"Captain…"

At this moment, the main body of the men in black had already arrived, preparing to strike out and assist their leader.

"Don't get sidetracked—quickly go inside that Baozangzhi Sect and see what's going on over there!"

Although the leader of the men in black had fallen into a disadvantage, for him to actually be defeated was not something that could happen in a short while.

So he parried the Yellow River Six Ghosts' attacks on one side, while still having the leeway to issue orders to the men in black.

These men in black obeyed orders strictly; once they received their leader's command, not a single one actually came out to assist the leader.

Instead, they all unfolded their movement techniques, preparing to circle around the battle circle.

"Damnable…"

Huang Laosi was furious. He had thought that with all the Yellow River Six Ghosts gathered, surely they could snatch back the Fire Monkey.

Who would have thought that the enemy, sending out only one person, could already entangle five of them.

Apart from sulking, Huang Laosi had not the slightest recourse.

Watching helplessly as the main body of the men in black was about to break past their interception and charge toward the Baozangzhi Sect—

Sixth Brother suddenly gave a great shout,

"Big Brother, all my elder brothers, lend me your strength…"

Huang Laosi and the others understood at once, and immediately, regardless of everything, joined forces to desperately entangle that leader of the men in black.

Sixth Brother, gaining this opening, suddenly twisted his body and charged toward one of the men in black in the formation.

This time, his strike was actually several degrees faster.

So much so that the ambushed man in black, before he could even detect it, had already been reached by Sixth Brother right before his eyes.

Watching Sixth Brother's Willow-Leaf Blade constantly enlarging before his eyes, this man in black panicked greatly and prepared to twist aside to dodge.

The moment he twisted aside to dodge, he immediately disrupted the advance rhythm of the main body of the men in black.

For a moment, the main body of the men in black all became somewhat chaotic.

"Good chance…"

Sixth Brother inwardly cried "good," and that Willow-Leaf Blade suddenly changed its move, slashing toward another man in black's waist.

This man in black had just had his footing disrupted.

Even if he wanted to dodge, there were people on all sides—front, back, left, right.

Watching Old Six's willow-leaf saber about to land its strike, the black-clad man had no choice but to twist his waist with all his might.

This exposed a small cloth pouch hanging beneath his waist.

Old Six secretly rejoiced, reversed his saber and slashed, severing the pouch's cord.

Then with a single lunging step forward, he scooped the pouch into his arms.

"Dammit… the Fire Monkey, her target is the Fire Monkey, snatch the Fire Monkey back!"

Though the black-clad leader was entangled in combat with Huang Laosi and the others, he had still taken in the commotion over here.

Seeing Old Six snatch the pouch, he immediately bellowed.

"Fire Monkey? That really is the Fire Monkey?"

Hearing Gai Nie listened—was what he had been looking for right before his eyes?

For a moment, he actually hesitated.

If that really was the Fire Monkey, then snatching it by force right now would be somewhat heedless of the code of the jianghu.

After all, taking it from a band of black-clad strangers he had never met wouldn't amount to much.

But the Yellow River Six Ghosts had already built some acquaintance with him; to act directly would, in the end, violate the code of the jianghu.

Yet if he didn't snatch it, once Old Six carried off the Fire Monkey, how would he ever find the Clay Bodhisattva?

The moment his heart wavered, his strikes slowed by another fraction.

In that brief span of time, Old Six, clutching the pouch and being chased and blocked by the black-clad men, found himself surrounded on all sides.

Only in the direction of the Baozangzhi Sect was there no one intercepting.

Old Six clenched his teeth and stamped his foot, leapt into the air with the pouch, and plunged straight into the void vortex.

"…"

Seeing Old Six enter the void vortex, the black-clad leader was instantly at a loss for words.

891 Chase? What's the damn point of chasing.

"Chase! We cannot lose the Fire Monkey!"

The black-clad leader raged, roaring furiously at his subordinates.

Clearly this black-clad leader had long held great authority among the black-clad men.

At his roar, the black-clad men all trembled in unison.

Then they rushed without pause toward the ever-fading void vortex.

Yet at this very moment, every martial artist present wanted to catch the last train, to enter the void vortex and seek the lost treasure of Great Zhou.

Thus they scrambled to be first, paying no heed to whether these black-clad men wished to enter or not.

"How dare you! The Luo Net is on business—any more of you common wretches daring to block us will be cut down without mercy."