Being too ferocious because of caution

Chapter 339 "Sword is evil, and the evil man is not nameless?" Have you ever been defeated?

"Brother Zhao, are you so sure that Ren Wudi will come?"

Su Xingcan was actually unsure, after all, they had little contact with Ren Wudi.

But Zhao Yi seemed very confident.

If Fan Qingxue didn't come, then Ren Wudi would definitely come.

They traveled from the south of Lu to Yashan in Lu, staying for a few days along the way. They didn't meet many assassins, and Fan Qingxue didn't show up.

This made Zhao Yi certain of his guess-Fan Qingxue didn't come to kill the ghost scholar at all.

He betrayed the King of Qi.

A person who is willing to do this for his friends is definitely not a ruthless person.

So when Ren Wudi went to Yinxia Mountain to look for red fish, Fan Qingxue would definitely follow him.

Therefore, there must be a big battle between the two!

In the end, either Fan Qingxue came alive, or Ren Wudi came alive.

As for dying together...Fan Qingxue would never do that.

Because in this way, the person who disturbed the situation would be lost.

As a person who participated in the construction of this mausoleum, Fan Qingxue must know about Wei Xuezhong's affairs.

If he kills Ren Wudi, then the ghost scholar will be in even more danger!

Zhao Yi has a firm grasp of his psychology, and even if he has never met, he can predict the other party's behavior!

So, no matter what, one of Ren Wudi and Fan Qingxue must come.

As expected.

After everyone was in a state of despair and silence for a while, a loud shout suddenly came from a distance:

"Who is trespassing into the Buried Soldiers Valley?!"

The other person Canghai laughed:

"Ren, come here and dare to borrow a person from Eunuch Wei!"

In the sedan chair, a feminine but young voice sounded:

"The three thousand Yin people here are all my dogs. You can pick anyone you like."

Ren Wudi said loudly:

"Ren doesn't want the people under the eunuch's command."

"Ren... wants the people in the imperial mausoleum."

Wei Xuezhong's sharp golden finger ring drew in the air boredly, and said lightly:

"Then I'm afraid... you will be disappointed."

"The imperial mausoleum is full of dead people appointed by the King of Qi... you can't take them away."

Ren Wudi took a step forward, ignoring the terrible momentum of the three thousand dead men!

"What if..."

"What if Ren must take him away today?"

Wei Xue Zhong said quietly:

"I know you are good at predicting the enemy's moves, and your skills are extraordinary."

"But my three hundred years of heritage is definitely not something you can resist with just a little bit of innate skill."

"If you insist on doing it, Ren Wudi's name... will end today!"

A gleam of light flashed across Ren Wudi's eyes.

"Ren has never been invincible."

"All I want to do is to be defeated."

"A few days ago at Yinxia Mountain, Fan Qingxue gave me a sword that made me fly. Ren has tasted the taste of failure. I came here today... just to fulfill a promise."

When he finished speaking, both the old eunuch Wei Xue Zhong and the people in the Daling Mausoleum were shocked!

Ren Wudi... was defeated?

Defeated by Fan Qingxue's sword?

How is it possible?

Fan Qingxue is certainly one of the best masters in the martial arts world, but everyone knows that he is only a warrior at the peak of the Tongtian Fanchen realm.

How can a warrior at the Tongtian Fanchen realm defeat a warrior at the Haoran Yiqi realm?

Did Fan Qingxue break through? !

Wei Xuezhong said coldly:

"I have seen Fan Qingxue's sword."

"It is indeed exquisite, but there is no way it can defeat you!"

Ren Wudi said calmly:

"You have only seen twelve of his swords."

"Fan Qingxue created a total of thirteen swords. The first twelve swords are swords of the human world, and the thirteenth sword... is the sword of the sky!"

"Flying Immortal... can defeat all warriors in the world."

"Including you and me."

Wei Xuezhong's fingertips moved lightly, and the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted.

The servants put down the sedan chair.

A young man with a feminine face came out.

His skin was so pale that it would even make people think that he was a corpse that had been dead in the ice and snow for a long time.

There was no trace of time on his body.

It is hard for anyone to imagine that such a young man would be an old monster who has lived for three hundred years!

"Ren Wudi, you can't take any of them away."

"You will die here."

The two of them were so powerful, and the fighting spirit of the great Qi realm burst out, which even scared the birds within a radius of hundreds of meters away!

"You have become stronger."

Wei Xuezhong sneered.

"Unfortunately, you rely too much on the first... If you don't really understand the martial arts, you will never have a chance to beat me!"

"You don't understand the gap between you and me at all!"

"What's more, I have three thousand dead soldiers to plunder the formation!"

"You alone... It's really not enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, another faint voice sounded from the imperial mausoleum:

"Then add me, is it enough?"

Wei Xuezhong and Ren Wudi's eyes were drawn to a man in a black gorgeous robe standing at the entrance of the imperial mausoleum, standing against the wind, with his hair and clothes waving in the wind.

"It's you!"

Ren Wudi's eyes lit up, and his fighting spirit was burning in his eyes!

Wei Xuezhong frowned.

He could not tell the true strength of Zhao Yi.

The other party was like a deep ocean, but on the surface, it was so calm.

In other words... Zhao Yi had no internal strength.

Wei Xuezhong released a ray of divine thought.

But the moment he touched Zhao Yi, he felt like he had encountered a mountain that towered into the clouds!

A master!

His heart skipped a beat!

This person... is definitely a master of Haoran Yiqi Realm!

He is probably not inferior to Ren Wudi!

"Are you Zhao Yi, the leader of Jiejiao?"

Wei Xuezhong's tone was meaningful.

Zhao Yi took a step forward.

The three thousand warriors all subconsciously took a half step back!

They felt an inexplicable fear from Zhao Yi!

"Wei Xuezhong... have you ever been defeated?"

These seven short words made the warriors present feel cold in their hearts, and the hundreds of thousands of people in the imperial mausoleum were excited!

PS: It may not be finished today, but it should be possible tomorrow.

Otherwise, it will be a bad ending.

I will write the next chapter right away!

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