Wuji Yaozun

Chapter 502

As one of the three ruling families in Jinghai City, the Ouyang family naturally has a deep background.In particular, Ouyang Mu is the most favored son of the Ouyang family. He was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, and he has done everything he can to bully men and women and fish meat citizens.

Most of these dozen or so attendants are strong in the Wuhun realm, especially the two personal guards headed by them, they are even masters in the Ninth Rank Martial Ancestor realm.Such a master can be regarded as an elder in some small forces, but in Ouyang's family in Jinghai City, he is just a guard.

The Ninth Prince laughed and said: "Okay, very good." He raised his hand casually, and suddenly a dazzling golden light came out, and the guards of Ouyang's family subconsciously covered their eyes.

There was only a sound of ping, ping, pong, pong, and the Ninth Prince swept past the group of dog legs in an instant like a gust of wind. Wherever he went, there was a sound of panic, and the crowd hurriedly backed away, fearing that they would hurt themselves.

The golden light flickered away, and those who were not hurt by the golden light took a closer look, and saw that more than a dozen guards at the Wuhun realm had all fallen to the ground.

I don't know when, the Ninth Prince had already stood behind Ouyang Mu, his voice was full of disdain: "Boy, I've seen a lot of dudes, but this is the first time I've seen a waste like you. Well, cultivation base Barely reached the realm of a seventh-rank martial artist, you really live to the age of a dog."

Ouyang Mu was so frightened that he trembled all over. He covered his red and swollen eyes and screamed: "You are dead! Outsider! I guarantee you are dead! No one in Jinghai City would dare to do this to me! Even the other two No one in the family dares to treat me like this!"

The Ninth Prince showed a murderous look on his face: "Even if I die, you can't live. You bastard, I just came to inquire about some information, and he bullied us like this! Do you really think we foreigners are easy to bully? "

He exerted a little force on his hand, and Ouyang Mu let out a scream like killing a pig.Two personal guards of the Ninth Rank Martial Sect realm shouted sharply: "Let go of Master Ouyang! Otherwise, I guarantee that you will not be able to leave Jinghai City alive!"

One of them suddenly let out a long howl, and the howling sound was loud and reverberated in the sky above Jinghai City.

As soon as they heard the voice, the people who watched the excitement around suddenly changed their expressions as if they had seen a ghost, and they all went back to their rooms.The street, which was still bustling just now, suddenly became empty.Immediately after a sound of orderly footsteps came from the front, the Ninth Prince looked in the direction of the sound, and his face immediately became gloomy.

In front were thousands of soldiers in armor, lined up neatly in square formations.Armed with all heavy weapons, they slowly surrounded the Ninth Prince with a murderous aura.

Seeing the rescuers arrive, Ouyang Mu immediately became arrogant: "Outsider! Now you have no chance to beg for mercy! Let me go, let me extinguish the flames of the two women beside you, maybe I can reward you with a dead body... Ouch !"

Before he finished speaking, the Ninth Prince suddenly grabbed his neck and hit his head fiercely with his knee. Ouyang Mu's nose and mouth spurted out a stream of blood, and he let out a hoarse scream .

The two personal guards of the Ninth Rank Martial Sect were in a hurry. Their task was to protect the young master. Now Ouyang Mu was not only captured alive by the other party, but was even injured.No matter what, it will be the responsibility of both of them.One of the Ninth Prince Wuzong cursed angrily, swayed his body slightly, and appeared in front of the Ninth Prince, grabbed the Ninth Prince's neck with one hand, and stretched out the other hand, trying to grab Ouyang Mu by the waist.

The Ninth Prince suddenly turned around and flew up his right foot, a douqi light flashed across his leg, and then the personal guard of the Ninth Rank Martial Sect screamed, flew more than ten meters in the air, and after collapsing several buildings, he He got up staggeringly, and then suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone gasped, a strong man of the ninth rank Martial Ancestor was seriously injured by the opponent with one move. Could it be that this guy's cultivation has reached the level of a Martial Master?
Even in Jinghai City, martial masters belong to the privileged class. As long as they reach the realm of martial masters, they will be recruited by the three major families. If there is no conflict of interest, no one wants to offend cultivators of this level.

Thousands of soldiers in armor have surrounded the place, and the first middle-aged man in armor stood up and shouted sharply: "Outsider! Put down Mr. Ouyang and catch him without a fight! Maybe you still have a chance! Otherwise, you Will die in Jinghai City!"

This general in golden armor had a majestic Chinese character face, with two thick eyebrows slanting into his temples, looking extremely mighty.His cultivation base is very high, and he has reached the realm of third-rank Wuzun. He is a master priest hired by Ouyang's family, and he is responsible for the security work of Jinghai City.

There are three generals responsible for the safety of Jinghai City, they are members of the Ouyang family, the Qin family and the Bai family.There are more than [-] elite fighters under his command, and those with the lowest cultivation level are also masters of the martial arts realm. Some bosses, generals, and even have the cultivation base of the Wuzong realm.

There are a total of more than 1 people in the three armies, which are the basis for the three major families to control Jinghai City. The people on duty now happen to be members of Ouyang's family, so they rushed here immediately after receiving the warning.

The general saw that a group of unknown practitioners hijacked the only son of the Ouyang family, and he became anxious on the spot. Now it is his mission period, if Mr. Ouyang has any problems, he has no way to explain to the Ouyang family.

The Ninth Prince's face remained calm, but he was thinking of a solution quickly in his heart. It has to be said that this army is very powerful, basically equivalent to the level of the Silver Armored Army of the Tang Empire.The leader at the head has the realm of a third-rank Martial Venerable. Once there is a conflict with the other party, he will definitely suffer the loss.

Thinking of this, the Ninth Prince held onto Ouyang Mu even more tightly. This guy was his only reliance now. Once Ouyang Mu was gone, the opponent's army would attack him in one fell swoop, and he would definitely have to run away.

Zichan said softly: "Find a way to get out of here."

The Ninth Prince shook his head: "What about your injury? The largest city nearby is Jinghai City. If you want to find the best alchemist, you can only find it in Jinghai City."

Zichan coughed a few times, and said: "It doesn't matter, I can hold on for a few more days. I'm afraid the background behind this guy is not small. If we offend him, we will have no foothold in Jinghai City."

The Ninth Prince insisted: "No way. Your injury can't be delayed any longer, damn it! If this is Datang, I must kill the whole family of this Ouyang family!"

There were more and more enemies around, but Ouyang Mu was in the hands of the Ninth Prince, and they dared not make any moves at all.The general in golden armor said angrily: "Outsider! Let go of Mr. Ouyang, we can discuss it slowly!"

The Ninth Prince snorted. He saw that the other party's eyes were flickering, obviously not sincere. He was about to speak when suddenly a round mask suddenly appeared on top of the Ninth Prince's head.

As soon as the round cover appeared, it burst into brilliant red light. Under the radiance, the Ninth Prince only felt that his fighting spirit was draining rapidly.He turned pale in shock, and shouted: "Zichan! Weiwei! Back off!"

At the same time, he only felt his body go limp, and he could no longer control Ouyang Mu, so he fell to the ground with a plop.

Zichan and Weiwei turned pale with shock, Zichan reacted very quickly, when the Ninth Prince just fell to the ground, the purple sword energy had already soared into the sky, slashing towards the round cover viciously.Suddenly a figure flashed, and the general in golden armor had appeared in front of Zichan, he said with a smirk: "Little girl, this is the spirit weapon of the Ouyang family, the Forbidden Spirit God Ring, even the strong Wu Zun is covered by this thing You have to be caught without a fight, so don't resist, I see that you are so delicate, you might as well follow me, I promise you will not be hurt."

Zichan turned a deaf ear to his words, her sword aura was soaring, and she had already ruthlessly approached General Jinjia.

General Jin Jia didn't dare to underestimate Zichan's sword energy, his hands flew up, a black air burst out from the palm of his hand, the black air permeated, and a black, inconspicuous long spear had already blocked the sword air .

With a crisp sound of "Bang!", the two flew out at the same time, Zichan's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the veil.

General Jin Jia also let out a strange cry, his body was filled with cold, and he was unexpectedly attacked by Xiao Jin without knowing it.Black energy surged around him, and he shivered involuntarily.

Compared with General Jinjia, Zichan's cultivation base is slightly lower, and she seems to have hidden wounds on her body. She knew that General Jinjia's opponent was unknown, and with a flick of her body, she stretched out her hand to grab the Ninth Prince who was trapped under the cover.

Who knows that she is fast, someone is faster.Before Zi Chan rushed over, a short old man suddenly appeared beside the Ninth Prince and Ouyang Mu. With a sneer on his face, he supported Ouyang Mu with one hand, while the other hand grabbed the Ninth Prince's neck.

"You are already a master of the half-step Martial Venerable realm at a young age. It seems that your strength is very good. However, if you want to come to Jinghai City to play wild with this level of cultivation, it is still far behind."

The short old man said coldly, and with a backhand palm, a large imaginary hand made of vindictive energy suddenly rolled towards Weiwei.He shot so fast that Weiwei was caught off guard and was dragged to the Ninth Prince's side by force.

Although the Ninth Prince was weak, but his mind was clear, he shouted sharply: "Run! Run!" Although he was subdued, his vision still existed. The three of them were not injured, and joining forces may not necessarily be the opponent of the other party.What's more, there are countless people on the other side watching.

Now they can only escape one by one, at least they are much stronger than annihilating the entire army.

The short old man shouted sinisterly: "Want to escape? It's too late!"

He flipped his hands, and the strange big hand was aroused again, and grabbed Zichan.

How could Zichan be willing to abandon her companion, she endured the severe pain in her viscera, and the purple sword energy shot up into the sky, instantly chopping the big empty hand to pieces, the golden armored general shouted: "Xu worship, catch alive!" of!"

Xu Gongfeng snorted coldly, and seeing how he acted, the big phantom hand that had just been chopped into pieces by the sword energy instantly returned to normal.He said coldly: "A group of guys who are seduced by beauty, just because you are greedy for each other's looks, you almost let Mr. Ouyang fall into the opponent's hands."

Having said that, these three young people are only in their 20s, but they have the cultivation base of Wu Zun.Especially the veiled girl in front of me turned out to be a second-rank Wu Zun.

With such an age and cultivation level, even in Jinghai City, he can be regarded as a core disciple. There is definitely a huge force behind such a young man, and the short old man wants to catch him alive first, and then he can make a decision based on the other party's background.

As soon as he wanted to be merciful, he couldn't help but feel a little restrained when he struck. Zichan sensed the opponent's state of mind, and amidst the sword aura, a purple sword aura quietly appeared behind the short old man.

(End of this chapter)