Chapter 1115

In no time, the originally dense thousand-faced phantoms, along with the Zhu family's true body, had dwindled to barely more than ten.

Had it not been for the arrival of the sword-intent storm, relying on just over ten phantoms and the true body, the Zhu family would likely have been defeated at the hands of the masked man's leader.

Fortunately, the sword-intent storm swept in, forcing the masked man's leader to mutter inwardly that it was a pity, and retreat repeatedly.

The Zhu family caught his breath, then scooped up Miss Xiao Li and the Pixiu along with him, retreating far away.

After a long while, this sword-intent storm finally gradually subsided.

One could see that this stretch of earth within a hundred paces was already covered in sword scars.

Those masked men swept into it were completely unharmed on their bodies.

Yet every one of them was utterly dazed, their eyes vacant, no one knew what had happened to them.

At the core of the battlefield, Hearing Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang stood facing each other with swords in hand.

Miss Xiao Li, worried about Hearing Gai Nie, could not help but ask the Zhu family,

"Hall Master Zhu, has Hero Gai won?"

This truly put the Zhu family in a difficult spot.

Not to mention that the Zhu family's cultivation was originally inferior to Hearing Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang, and besides, the Zhu family did not study the sword.

Therefore, regarding this contest of sword Dao, he truly could not understand much of it.

"This…"

The Zhu family thought for a moment, then said,

"In my view, Hero Gai should have the upper hand.

After all, he is the senior disciple!"

Actually, the rumors of the Great Qin Jianghu claimed that Hearing Gai Nie's cultivation was above Wei Zhuang's.

This was the Zhu family's basis for his argument.

"Oh! Then that's good! Then why don't they move at all?"

Hearing this, Miss Xiao Li finally set her mind at ease.

But looking at the core of the battlefield, Hearing Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang neither moved at all, she could not help but ask again.

"…"

This question truly stumped the Zhu family.

At this moment, the theatrical mask on his face turned bitter, and he was preparing to explain it away a bit more.

"These two have already entered the sword Dao意念 of their innermost hearts.

Outwardly it looks calm and breezy, but deep within their consciousness it is already a stormy sea."

Just at this moment, a voice abruptly rang out beside their ears.

"Why do you know the Hundred-Pace Flying Sword?"

"Who?"

The Zhu family was greatly alarmed upon hearing this.

He was an Earthly Immortal Realm expert, and had not lost his true essence.

Yet the newcomer could break in right beside him, so that person's strength was absolutely above his own.

This place was also near the bizarre and terrifying Shanzhuang, and the Zhu family had long become a bird startled by the mere twang of a bow.

While speaking, he turned and directly employed the Three-Heart-Two-Mind Acupoint-Piercing Hand.

"Why is Hall Master Zhuge Shennong so rude?"

He had not expected that the ever-effective Three-Heart-Two-Mind Acupoint-Piercing Hand, though it clearly struck its target, hitting the vital acupoint at the newcomer's waist.

Yet the Zhu family felt that his own unique true essence was like a stone sinking into the sea, not stirring the slightest effect.

The person behind him, instead, took his time leisurely, and said a line with a teasing tone.

The Zhu family's thoughts flashed rapidly, and he immediately knew the newcomer was someone he could not afford to provoke.

At once he immediately turned and grabbed Miss Xiao Li and the Pixiu, preparing to take them away.

"Come down!"

Seeing that the Zhu family's strike had no effect at all and that he was preparing to flee without looking back, that person could not help but find it amusing too.

After saying a line aloud, the Zhu family then felt a massive aura descend, enveloping him from all directions.

It actually suppressed this Earthly Immortal Realm expert, the Zhu family, so that he could not even move a single finger.

"Hall Master Zhu, since you have already arrived at my humble place, why not even pay a visit to the host's face?"

While speaking, one could see the person behind slowly walk to the side of the Zhu family and Miss Xiao Li.

The Zhu family raised his head to look, and discovered that this person was dressed just like those masked monsters, with a bizarre mask like a pig's snout covering his face.

Only, compared to those ordinary masked monsters, this person's attire was more refined, and his garments more splendid.

On the gorgeous robe, nine black dragons were faintly embroidered!

This was the Great Qin dragon robe!

Who on earth was this person?

Seeing this outfit, a stormy sea surged in the Zhu family's heart.

"Master…"

At this moment, the leader of the masked men who had retreated far from the sword-intent storm now arrived before this person wearing the Great Qin dragon robe, and bowed in salute.

So this person was actually the master of the masked men, that is, the master of the Shanzhuang?

Who on earth was he?

"Hall Master Zhu is perhaps wondering who I am?"

That person in the Great Qin dragon robe suddenly lowered his head to glance at the Zhu family, a pair of starry eyes seemingly piercing straight through the Zhu family's thoughts.

"..."

Zhu Jia fell silent, offering no reply.

"If you can be like those fellows under Chiyou Hall's master, and join my Despair Shanzhuang, then you'll be worthy of knowing my identity.

If not, heh..."

The man pointed toward Despair Shanzhuang in the distance and said,

"Then you'll just have to go down the mountain like any ordinary person and be a laborer for me."

Hearing this, Zhu Jia couldn't help but let out a breath of relief.

Just a laborer — at least he could keep his life.

Once he figured out what this Despair Shanzhuang actually was, he figured he could find a chance to escape.

Suddenly, he recalled the first half of the man's words.

"Chiyou Hall's master? You mean our Farmer's Chiyou Hall master Tian Hu?

He's submitted to you too?"

Zhu Jia, who had kept silent all this while, could no longer hold back and spoke up.

The Farmer's faction boasts a hundred thousand disciples, divided in total into six halls.

Lieshan, Chiyou, Zhuge Shennong, Xia Kui Tian Meng, Eunuch, Siyue, and so on.

Among them, the recently and mysteriously deceased Xia Kui Tian Meng had also served concurrently as Lieshan Hall's master.

And Chiyou Hall's master Tian Hu was precisely Tian Meng's own blood brother!

Yet now this man was actually saying Tian Hu had thrown in his lot with him?

How could that possibly be?

Why hadn't he heard even a whisper of it?

"Hall Master Zhu has finally spoken."

The man gave a faint smile, not answering Zhu Jia's words.

He merely raised his head suddenly, looking toward Hearing Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang, the two locked in their contest of will,

"The victor is about to be revealed!"

Zhu Jia, his mind in utter turmoil, and Miss Xiao Li, who had been worrying over Hearing Gai Nie all along, both turned to look at the same instant upon hearing this.

This man's strength was indeed unfathomably Mo Ce — no sooner had he spoken than—

Hearing Gai Nie suddenly shuddered, staggered back several steps, and dropped to one knee on the ground, leaning on the Yuan Hong Sword.

Wei Zhuang, by contrast, pressed the Sharkteeth Sword against Hearing Gai Nie's head and said triumphantly,

"Senior brother, you've lost..."