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Chapter 430: So damn vicious!

Zhao Wuxi laughed and said,

"We naturally know that your clan's forbidden area does not allow anyone to enter easily, so...why not just force our way in!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and used the magic weapon in his hand again. Seeing this, Que Wushuang's pupils shrank and he said anxiously,
"What do you mean, senior? My Juque clan has no grudges against the Sanyang Clan, so why are you forcibly intruding into my clan's territory?"

Zhao Wuxi said coldly,

"We have no grudges against each other. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame your ancestors for being demons and why you sealed them in the forbidden area. If you had destroyed them earlier, how could you be in this situation today?"

Que Wushuang narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this.

"So... you are here for our ancestors!"

Zhao Wuxi nodded and said,
"My master, Elder Sanyang, is about to advance to the Void Refining Stage. His skills are special, but what he lacks is a demon heart. We have searched all over this world, but only your Juque clan has it. If you know what's good for you, open the forbidden area and let us in, your Juque clan can still stay safely in this sea of ​​demon eyes. If you don't know what's good for you..."

Needless to say, Zhao Wuxi was a cultivator at the Spiritualization Stage, and he was overwhelmingly powerful when facing the people of the Juque Clan, so he was not polite at all when he came up, and he wanted to shock everyone with his moves. When Que Wushuang saw that the talisman had appeared on the opponent's magic weapon again, he quickly retreated.

"boom……"

The island protection formation shook violently again. Seeing this, the people of the Juque tribe knew that the other party, relying on their high level, had no intention of reasoning with them. Immediately, everyone's faces turned cold and their eyes were gloomy.
"My Lord, the enemy is not friendly. I'm afraid the island protection formation won't be able to hold out for long!"

The island protection formation was set up by the ancestors. Over the years, they have enjoyed a long period of peace. In addition, they have consumed a lot of spirit stones over the past thousand years, and it is becoming increasingly difficult to replenish them. At that time, the previous generation of the Lord made the decision to change the island protection formation, reducing the amount of spirit stones used by more than half. However, they did not expect to encounter a strong enemy today, and the power of the formation was reduced by half. It was too late to change the formation now. Que Wu stepped forward and asked for instructions.
"My Lord, we can retreat to the main hall. The magic array in the main hall has never been changed!"

Que Wushuang looked at Zhao Wuxi outside and cast another spell.
"boom……"

As the light curtain vibrated, there was a series of terrifying crackling sounds. I was afraid that if it received another blow, it would shatter!
Que Wushuang gritted his teeth in hatred, but knew that he couldn't show off his strength at this time, so he gritted his teeth and said,
"Activate the second magic circle and we will retreat into the hall!"

Everyone followed the instructions and retreated into the hall. Gu Shiyi, Pu Yanlan, and Lao Ma retreated to a corner. Gu Shiyi whispered,
"It's impossible to win the fight. No one is willing to take action!"

Pu Yanlan replied in a low voice,
"The highest level of the Juque clan is only in the late Nascent Soul stage. There is no one in the Spiritual Transformation stage. Zhao Wuxi is in the early Spiritual Transformation stage. Unless they are willing to attack in groups... maybe they can take advantage of the four people's inattention and injure one of them..."

But the people of the Juque tribe didn't dare to do so. There were already few newborns in their tribe, and there was no one to succeed them. The number of cultivators who could cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage would be reduced by one as each one died. There were only about ten of them in total. If they were not careful enough to deal with two cultivators in the God Transformation stage and two cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage, they might be wiped out!

Gu Shiyi muttered softly,

"Then... let's find a way out!"

The three began to retreat to the back of the hall. At this time, all the people of the Juque clan were paying full attention to the outside of the hall. No one paid any attention to them. The three went to the back of the hall and saw that the door to the back hall was wide open. They were overjoyed and were about to go out, but they heard a buzzing sound. The light curtain of the magic circle sealed the door. The three people's forward steps suddenly stopped. Gu Shiyi gritted his teeth and said,
"They activated the magic circle that protects the palace!"

The three of them had no choice but to turn around and hide in a corner, hearing the creaking sounds coming from outside.

"boom……"

The island protection formation disappeared with a loud bang, the ground shook violently, and the entire hall began to sway continuously. It was thanks to the protection formation of the hall, otherwise, it would have collapsed by now!
The three of them saw the people of the Juque tribe surrounding the lord, Que Wudao,
"My Lord, if we keep hiding like this, I'm afraid the other side won't give up. If the formation protecting the palace is breached, we can only retreat underground!"

Que Wushuang's position as the clan leader was passed down from generation to generation. He had been respected by his clan members since he was born. He had never been treated like this before. Upon hearing this, he said angrily,
"If we retreat underground, there will be no way out..."

After saying this, he glanced at the crowd.

"We can't be forced into the ground without using any moves. Elders, when has our Juque tribe ever suffered such a great humiliation? Are you really afraid to fight?"

When everyone was asked this question, they all looked a little embarrassed. Que Rong thought for a moment and said, "My Lord, I see that among those four people, two are in the Nascent Soul stage. If we can find a way to separate them, we can find a way to severely injure one of the Nascent Soul cultivators..."

The enemy in front came too suddenly, and everyone was frightened by the pressure of Zhao Wuxi, a cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage, and they were unable to recover for a while. Now that Que Rong had recovered, she immediately came up with an idea. The ten of them discussed it, and immediately two of them flew out and disappeared. Gu Shiyi wanted to follow them out to see where the two had gone out from, but as soon as he moved, Pu Yanlan grabbed his arm.
"Don't go out. If you go out now, the people from the Sanyang Sect will think you are from the Juque Clan and will keep a close eye on you!"

At that moment, the three of them still hid in the corner as usual. Seeing that the people of the Juque tribe said a few more words, they sent a few more people out, leaving only Que Wu and another middle-aged man. The two of them protected the lord Que Wushuang. At this time, Que Wushuang stood in the hall with his hands behind his back with a gloomy face. Hearing the loud explosions outside, his eyes were fixed on the magic circle on the ground that was still faintly translucent. Que Wu said,
"My Lord, if the situation really changes, please enter the magic circle. I will destroy it from outside to prevent the enemy from entering..."

Que Wushuang remained silent. The rumbling noise outside continued. However, everyone released their spiritual senses and sensed that among the four auras, except for the most terrifying Zhao Wuxi, the remaining three auras were chasing their three tribesmen in the southeast and north directions respectively. The attacks outside the hall seemed to have stopped. The three people in the hall looked at each other, not knowing why Zhao Wuxi had stopped.

Could it be that the protective formation of this hall was too powerful, and he stopped because he knew he couldn't break it?

"Let's go out and take a look!"

Que Wushuang led the two out, but saw Zhao Wuxi standing outside the hall, in front of the stone beast guarding the gate, with his hands behind his back, holding the book and magic weapon in his hands, and smiling at the four people.
"Patriarch, are you coming out?"

Que Wushuang asked in a deep voice,
"Zhao Wuxi, what do you want? We will never let you enter the forbidden area of ​​our clan..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Wuxi suddenly turned around and looked back.
"coming!"

The two people in the light curtain were stunned. They followed his gaze and saw a large group of people flying in the air. When they got closer, Que Wushuang and others took a closer look and their eyes suddenly burst into tears.

"Zhao Wuxi... How dare you... They are just mortals. You are a cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage, but you actually took mortals as hostages. You... are simply shameless!"

Zhao Wuxi was not annoyed at all after hearing this. Instead, he smiled and said,

"Patriarch, don't be angry. If you were not ignorant of the current situation, why would Zhao go to so much trouble..."

He turned around and pointed at the people of the Juque clan who were held hostage by the Sanyang Sect, and said to the three people in the light curtain,
"Zhao has always been cautious in doing things, and he doesn't like fighting and killing. It's best if he can avoid fighting. So for the safety of you and your people, please open the forbidden area and let us in. Otherwise... you will have to stay inside and watch your people die in front of you one by one!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a man from the Sanyang Sect pushed someone down from mid-air.
"boom……"

The man from the Juque tribe was cast under a spell, and his hands and feet could not move. He fell straight down with his head downwards. With a bang, his brain burst and he died instantly, just like a melon thrown from the sky!

Although these Juque tribe members were also human-demon hybrids, they did not have the spiritual roots to cultivate, and were just ordinary people. Seeing this, they were so scared that they cried and begged for mercy. The Sanyangmen deliberately did not seal their mouths, and for a while the screams of the tribe members resounded throughout the island.

"Lord! Lord...save me! Save us!"

"My Lord! My Lord... please save me! My Lord..."

Que Wushuang really didn't expect that Zhao Wuxi, a high-level monk, would use such a cruel method to threaten him with his clansmen.
"Zhao...Wu...Xi..."

Que Wushuang's eyes were about to bleed out from inside the magic circle. Gu Shiyi and Pu Yanlan were secretly frightened watching from behind.
"This Zhao Wuxi is so damn cruel!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another bang outside, and another woman from the Juque tribe was thrown down, smashing into a bloody mess.
Zhao Wuxi is so scary! Killing people for no reason like this, isn't he afraid that he will be attacked by his inner demons when he ascends to heaven one day?
The two looked at each other, and thinking of Zhao Wuxi's determination to get them, they both silently shrank back. Pu Yanlan whispered,
"Eleven, how about... we hide in there!"

Pu Yanlan pointed to the magic circle in the hall, and Gu Shiyi said,
"Wait a minute. If we go in now... we'll make too much noise and he'll find us!"

The three stopped talking and hid behind the pillars. They heard Que Wushuang's teeth chattering in hatred, but there was nothing he could do. Zhao Wuxi snorted,
"Your Juque clan has been hiding overseas for so many years. It's been difficult to have offspring. As each clan member dies, one less clan member dies. You may be able to save your lives, but after these ordinary clan members die, your Juque clan will never be able to turn things around. Clan leader... do you want to be the sinner of the Juque clan?"

"you……"

Que Wushuang, Que Wu and the others, with all their magic skills, could only grit their teeth and clench their fists at their sides, watching their clansmen being thrown down from mid-air one by one, and falling to their deaths in front of them. When a Sanyang Sect member raised a chubby white baby and pretended to throw it, Que Wu finally couldn't bear it anymore and screamed.
"stop!"