Zhuxian Prequel: Wilderness

Chapter 12 Suzaku

Wan Jianyi faltered, and the green light of the dragon-slaying sword appeared, resisting the flames in midair, but his sword light was too sharp, and within a moment, the green light directly broke through the fireworks, Howling like an arrow, he rushed straight towards the black shadow.

At this moment, the fireworks were scattered, and the woman with the black figure on the opposite side also appeared, but her whole body was wrapped in a black dress, and even her face was wrapped in a black scarf, only a pair of bright eyes were exposed.At this moment, in her eyes, she also showed a bit of shock, as if she knew that Wan Jianyi was extremely powerful, but she still didn't expect him to be so strong.

Seeing the blue light and sword light whizzing towards him, with a mighty momentum, almost unstoppable, the woman in black screamed, and suddenly opened her hands, and suddenly the flames all over her body burst into flames, and in an instant, condensed out in front of her. A giant flame bird screamed upwards in mid-air, with an astonishing sound.

As soon as the firebird came out, the temperature of the surrounding flames immediately increased several times, and the momentum was completely different from before. It was obviously a powerful supernatural power of the woman in black.

The emerald sword light came in surprise, the fire bird did not dodge or dodge, and went straight up, only to hear a series of loud noises, the sand flew away, the sound was like thunder, and it actually blocked Wan Jianyi's extraordinary sword.

Wan Jianyi floated in the air, his gaze was like lightning, he glanced at the slender woman in black, suddenly frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Fourth envoy of the Demon Cult, Suzaku?"

The firebird with scorching flames all over its body turned its head coldly, staring at Wan Jianyi with its emotionless eyes. The two sides confronted for a moment, but the woman in black didn't respond at all. Instead, she suddenly let out a soft whistle and turned around. then go.

The fire bird circled behind her for a while in mid-air, and also chased after her, faintly intending to give up. Obviously, this Demon Sect woman is also extremely afraid of Wan Jianyi.

Wan Jianyi just wanted to rush to catch up, but when he looked back suddenly, he saw a sudden shouting and noise coming from a distance in another direction, it was the place where Tian Buyi and others were chasing, it seemed that they were with them again The demon sect fought.Wan Jian hesitated for a moment, then took a last look at the direction in which the woman in black was flying away, then turned around and flew away in another direction, her white clothes fluttering, and disappeared in the distance in a blink of an eye.

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After flying for a certain distance, the woman in black looked back and saw that Wan Jianyi hadn't chased after her. She also breathed a sigh of relief, and stretched out her hand to scatter the huge firebird in midair behind her.Recalling the two fierce back and forth fights just now, the woman's eyes also flickered.No matter how you look at it, the man in white puts too much pressure on the opponent, which makes people feel suffocated.

If the fight was really going on, for the first time, the woman in black had a subtle feeling that she couldn't resist. This was a very rare thing for her after she had achieved success in Taoism, and it also made her very unhappy.But now the general situation has collapsed, and the people in the holy religion scattered and fled in all directions. Of course, it was not the time to think too much. The woman in black didn't look back, and quickly left in a few ups and downs.

Passing through several places in the middle, I saw a large number of Demon Cultists being chased and killed by Qingyunmen disciples, but the woman in black just passed by in a hurry, at most she just rescued her when she passed by, and she never stayed for long, and sped away all the way .

She was really powerless to save so many broken congregants, and the background of Qingyun Sect was really deep. Apart from outstanding geniuses like Wan Jianyi and Daoxuan, there were also many hard-handed young disciples. If you are not careful, you may even be left behind.

In this way, she flew all the way, crossed the entire battlefield, and finally came to a hill in front of her, which was some distance away from the Qingyun Mountain Range. The battlefield seemed unusually quiet.

As soon as she fell down, two figures suddenly appeared in the forest on the hill, with guarded faces on their faces, but when they saw the woman in black clearly, they all breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stepped aside. body.

The woman in black nodded to the two guards and strode up to the hill. On the way, she saw dozens of tough men guarding the hill and up and down the hill. They were all disciples of the Demon Cult King Zong.And on the small hill, there are several people standing or sitting, among them Qiu Wangyu, the leader of the Demon Cult, and Ghost King, the suzerain of the Ghost King Sect, are all impressively here.

At this moment, Qiu Wangyu was hugged by a man in his early 30s, his breath was weak, and there was still white smoke floating from the wound on his chest. It was obvious that the surrounding flesh and blood kept wriggling as if wanting to repair the flesh. But I don't know what kind of powerful thing remained in the wound, which forced all the flesh and blood to be blocked, and the blood continued to flow.

On the side, the Ghost King was sitting on the ground supported by the young man named Xiao Wan who was guarding the mountain, his face was like gold paper, his breathing was weak, and it seemed that he was in a very bad situation.

In addition to these few people, there was a man in black standing behind Xiao Wan and the ghost king. It was Mr. Ghost. Besides, beside Qiu Wangyu and the man in green clothes, there were two people standing, one was tall and majestic. He was a majestic man, and the other was a chubby old man in his [-]s with dull eyes, but they were all staring at Qiu Wangyu with anxiety in their eyes at the moment.

Hearing footsteps, except for Qiu Wangyu and the ghost king, everyone else looked at the woman in black at the same time. After a while, the man in green who was holding Qiu Wangyu spoke first and asked, "Suzaku, what's the matter?"

The woman in black named Suzaku shook her head lightly, and said, "Duanhou of the Changshengtang is dead, and the rest of the disciples are scattered; Fairy Yuehua of the Hehuan Sect was seriously injured and has been rescued by the disciples to escape. Heart."

Everyone around was silent, and a depressing atmosphere enveloped the hill. After a while, there was a sudden sigh, but it came from the mouth of the demon cult leader, Qiu Wangyu, who had a weak breath.

Everyone was shocked, and hurriedly gathered around, only to see Chou Wangyu opened his eyes, although he was seriously injured, he looked calm, even a little self-deprecating, and said: "I didn't expect to lose."

The man as majestic as a beast showed grief and indignation, stepped forward and said: "Master, don't worry, as long as you take care of your injuries, we will naturally make a comeback, and then go to Qingyun Mountain to kill him without leaving a piece of him!"

Chou Wangyu smiled slightly, and said, "Okay, Baihu, I will leave this matter to you from now on."

Bai Hu was stunned and was speechless for a moment.

After saying this somewhat ominous sentence, Chou Wangyu looked sideways, and suddenly said, "Where is the Wandumen?"

(End of this chapter)