The strongest head exchange system

Chapter 78 Going and Not Going
"If I forcefully leave now, I will be pursued as a murderer instead, so I will act by ear."

Yan Xu frowned, and his face returned to calm after a while. He gave up the idea of ​​leaving this place immediately, but chose to wait where he was.

"Quick! Don't let him run away!"

The voices were getting closer and closer, and soon a group of Huangyaogu disciples emerged from the dense forest in front of them, and spread out along the bank of the shallow waterfall, forming an encirclement circle, surrounding Yan Xu and the corpses in the middle, looking like an enemy appearance.

Most of these Huangyao Valley disciples cultivated at the fourth or fifth level of Qi Refining, and there were a few at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and there were more than a dozen people in total.

The leading monk in a red and white brocade robe, who looked about 30 years old and had reached the seventh level of Qi Refining, was staring at Yan Xu vigilantly, and shouted: "Thief! Steal my Huangyaogu Spirit Grass, and kill him!" Disciple of the sect, arrest him before you put your hands together! Otherwise, I will take your life!"

"Here, Yan Xu, the head of the Tianhao Sect, came here at the invitation of Mo Fan, the elder of your sect. We ran into this place halfway, and it has nothing to do with the death of your sect's disciples." Yan Xu clasped his hands and said in a loud voice, and took out a blue token.

This cyan token was when Mo Fan and Yan Xu took over the sect alliance, it was used as a token held by the people from the Haozong of Heaven who went to Huangyao Valley in the future.

Seeing the other party's expression of disbelief, Yan Xu calmly threw the token to the man in the red and white brocade robe.

The scarlet white brocade robed monk took the cyan token, and saw the words 'yellow' and 'medicine' written on the front and back of the token, which were indeed tokens from the elders in the door.

something is true!But this person still has to be caught!
The scarlet-white robed monk held the cyan token in his hand and said with a sneer:

"Since you can steal the well-protected spirit grass inside the door, it's not surprising to steal another token! Don't use such tricks to deceive me."

Yan Xu looked at each other with his hands behind his back and said, "If you don't believe me, so what? What evidence do you have to prove that I am the murderer?"

The man in the red and white brocade robe held the token, pointed it at Yan Xu, and shouted angrily: "What Tianhaozong!? When did Nan'an have such a sect? It's obviously nonsense! Either obediently be tied up and go back with me, or you will be sent home!" Fa-rectification on the spot!"

Yan Xu raised his brows, "Of course I can go back with you, I was going to Huangyao Valley, and the truth will naturally come to light when I see the elder Mo Fan."

"Hmph! It's good to be sensible. If that's the case, come here! Tie him up for me."

Unexpectedly, when the other party said to do it, he did it. Yan Xu looked at the people approaching, and his suppressed aura slowly dissipated. Suddenly, these Huangyaogu disciples did not dare to get any closer.

"You also said that you are not a thief! Judging by your cultivation, it is clear that your cultivation is the same as that of the black figure who escaped. You are both at the seventh level of Qi refining. You have finally shown your feet!"

The man in the red and white brocade robe said angrily, holding a gourd-shaped medium-grade magic weapon in his hand, he would immediately take action if the situation was slightly wrong.

Yan Xu shook his head speechlessly. It was really a coincidence. He couldn't help but think in his heart: "Huangyaogu encountered a thief, and his cultivation level was similar to mine, but no one knew what he looked like. It seems that the disciple of Huangyaogu who was lying on the ground was the first to I was brutally killed when I was hunted down, I just happened to be here and I can’t explain why.”

Since the other party has preconceived it, it may not be of much use to explain it bitterly.

The Chibai Jinpao monk who was in charge of the hunt couldn't catch the thief. As long as Yan Xu could be caught to take the blame, at least he could give the sect an explanation, and it might be a great achievement.

"I advise you to submit obediently, otherwise I will not show mercy!"

The man in the red and white brocade robe was as good as Yan Xu, and he was accompanied by many disciples. He didn't want to talk nonsense with Yan Xu, and if he disagreed with him, he would fight immediately.

Yan Xu said righteously: "I have nothing to do with the theft of the spiritual grass of your sect or the killing of the disciples. Since you want to take me back to Huangyao Valley, I will go back with you, but I must not be bound by this rope. Tianhaozong The sect's face can't be thrown on me."

joke!As the head of a sect, he was tied up and taken to Huangyao Valley by these people. Even if he misunderstood and explained it later, he would not have to hang out in the Nan'an cultivation world in the future.

"Do it! Catch this person, life or death!"

The man in the red and white brocade robe yelled angrily, but he didn't want to say anything more, and directly called his subordinates to kill Yan Xu.

Looking at the many Huangyaogu disciples rushing over, Yan Xu sighed, "If I don't teach you a lesson, I really can't communicate happily."

More than a dozen spells came from all directions, forming an encirclement and trying to take Yan Xu down in one fell swoop.

With the help of divine consciousness, these monks at the fourth and fifth levels of Qi Refining couldn't escape Yan Xu's eyes at all when they cast spells, and they all avoided them easily with their body skills.

The man in the red brocade robe expected that Yan Xu would be able to avoid the attack of his disciples, but he didn't expect the other party to dodge so easily, and his evaluation of his strength increased a little.

When Yan Xu avoided other people's attacks, he paid a lot of attention to the leader, the man in the red and white brocade robe.

Among the dozen or so disciples of Huangyao Valley who besieged Yan Xu, he was the only Qi-refining seventh-level monk.

Even though the seventh level of Qi Refining is only one level away from the sixth level of Equipment Refining, the gap is quite large. The main reason is that only the seventh level of Qi Refining can condense spiritual consciousness.

Spiritual consciousness has a great influence on the observation sensitivity of the surroundings and the subtlety of manipulating spells. Therefore, an ordinary Qi-refining seventh-level monk has no problem dealing with six or seven Qi-refining fourth- and fifth-level monks.

Obviously, Yan Xu's strength cannot be described only by the strength of an ordinary Qi-refining seventh-level monk, so he naturally has the confidence to face the siege of these dozen Huangyaogu disciples alone.

The only thing that needs to be paid attention to is that Yan Xu should pay attention to the seven-layer red and white brocade robed monk who is refining Qi with himself.

The scarlet-white robed monk finished reciting the formula in a low voice, then lifted the cork from the mouth of the gourd, and a gust of icy cold air rushed towards him.

This icy cold air is like layers of white mist. If you don't use your spiritual sense to detect it, you won't be able to detect its biting coldness from the outside. It's extremely easy for people to take it lightly.

In the white mist formed by the cold air, several ice crystals shone with dazzling brilliance, and they moved towards Yan Xu extremely quickly, which made people have no doubt that its power was far superior to that of the ice cone and other spells.

The gourd in the hands of the Chibai Jinpao cultivator is only a middle-grade magic weapon. If it is a middle-grade magic weapon such as a sword, Yan Xu is completely sure to hardwire it without any damage.

But the cold air is abnormally cold, even if it can't hurt Yan Xu, it can still slow down the speed. When the rest of the Huangyao Valley disciples gather together to attack, Yan Xu can't guarantee whether he will hit too hard.

If he shot too hard and accidentally killed Huang Yaogu's disciples, no matter how reasonable he was, he would still hurt the alliance between the two factions in the end.

Many scruples came to Yan Xu's mind, but in the blink of an eye, the cold white mist had not yet spread in front of him.

To capture the thief, first capture the king, as long as the leader, the monk in the red and white brocade robe, is restrained, the others will not act rashly.

Yan Xu shot out his palms without hesitation, and two giant yellow sand palms formed by mana formed instantly, rolling towards the icy cold air.

The giant palm of yellow sand collided with the cold white mist, making the sound of breaking ice.

chap!chap!chap!
The cold air of the white mist froze the entire surface of the giant yellow sand palm, forming fine ice slag, but the amount of cold air was consumed seriously, and it could not completely stop the giant yellow sand palm from continuing to pounce on the scarlet white brocade robe monk.

The red-and-white brocade-robed monk's face remained unchanged, and icy cold air continued to emerge from the gourd in his hand.

The icy cold air surged more and more, and finally completely froze the giant yellow sand palm, completely cutting off the connection between the giant palm and Yan Xu's spiritual consciousness.

The giant yellow sand palm that lost Yan Xu's control suddenly shattered into yellow and white ice and shattered sand.

"It's so powerful, it's almost unbearable."

Before the scarlet-white brocade robed monk could breathe a sigh of relief and wipe off the sweat from his forehead, his neck suddenly felt cold, and he was so startled that he couldn't even hold the gourd steadily, and fell to the ground and rolled several times into the water.

A cold sword was placed on his neck, and he froze all of a sudden, not daring to make any further movements.

Taking advantage of the icy cold air and the stalemate with the giant yellow sand palm for a moment, Yan Xu killed the opponent at a ghostly speed, holding the Bengyue sword with one hand to restrain the opponent, and said coldly:

"Now, you can take me to Huangyao Valley."

(End of this chapter)