Chapter 604: Chapter 604: Join Forces【The Eleventh Update】 Chapter 604: Chapter 604: Join Forces【The Eleventh Update】 Yes, he does look very familiar.
But no matter how intently they stared at Li Xiaoyao, or how familiar he seed, they just couldn’t recall where they had seen him before.
Huo Dongjie narrowed his eyes slightly and said, “My Huo Family has never engaged in such acts of imprisonnt.”
Li Xiaoyao dusted off his sleeve and said, “Hand over Zhang ng, and I’ll spare your Huo Family.”
“Zhang ng?”
“Who is Zhang ng? Judging by the na, a woman. Has the Huo Family really done such a thing?”
“Heh, do you think the Huo Family are saints? They used to run a horse market.”
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Huo Dongjie’s pupils shrank, and his broad palm hidden within his sleeve trembled slightly. A lightning-like glare shot from his eyes, as if trying to see through Li Xiaoyao.
“Who are you, really?” Huo Dongjie demanded.
The matter of Zhang ng was known to only a handful of people in the Huo Family, so how did this man find out about it?
From his reaction, Li Xiaoyao knew for certain that Zhang ng had indeed been captured by them. He simply stated, “Li Xiaoyao.”
“Li Xiaoyao?” Huo Dongjie furrowed his brows. The na sounded vaguely familiar, but he couldn’t quite place it and failed to rember right away.
But suddenly, there was an exclamation from below.
“Li Xiaoyao! It’s him! The Li Xiaoyao who had an agreed battle with He Lang, the master of the Xuan Kong Sect at noon today on Eagle’s Nest Mountain!”
“What, it’s actually him!”
“No wonder he looked so familiar. Down Eagle’s Nest Mountain today, I was fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of him, although the mist was thick, and I could only see his outline vaguely.”
“In the great battle at Eagle’s Nest Mountain, Master He Lang was killed by a single move from Li Xiaoyao!”
Huo Dongjie rembered. He had heard about the great battle on Eagle’s Nest Mountain today, but he hadn’t paid much attention at the ti, thinking it was just a dispute between cultivators.
After all, such incidents were common, and Huo Dongjie had grown accustod to them.
However, he hadn’t expected that this young man before him was the cultivator who had killed He Lang.
He Lang’s cultivation level seed to have reached the Spirit Cultivation Realm, and if Li Xiaoyao was able to kill him with one move, he must be at least at that level as well.
A cultivation level like that at such a young age was indeed terrifying.
If he rembered correctly, He Lang’s cultivation level was probably at the peak of the Abstinence Realm, and even if he had made so progress over the years, he would at most be at the early stage of the Spirit Cultivation Realm.
“What Zhang ng, Li ng.” Huo Dongjie flicked his sleeve, and a flash of cold light passed through his eyes. He said, “Offend my Huo Family, and this day next year will be your morial day.”
“QD, step back!” At Huo Dongjie’s command, Huo QD quickly retreated.
An overwhelming aura, like an ocean, burst forth from his body, creating a vacuum-like area around Huo Dongjie. His large robe billowed as if in the wind, making him seem like a deity, exuding an awe-inspiring pressure that made it hard to breathe.
Huo Dongjie’s wrist twisted ever so slightly, and a glint of light flashed from the storage ring on his finger as he grasped the Red Tassel Spear in his hand, pointing it obliquely toward Li Xiaoyao.
“He Lang, that waste, I could pierce through with a single thrust. Don’t think that by killing him, you’re qualified to be compared to ,” he said with scorn in every word, as if the re ntion of Li Xiaoyao alongside him was an insult.
Li Xiaoyao remained composed, standing there in the center of the hall, with a woman and a piano behind him, and to his left, a large area filled with guests visibly shaking with fear.
Huo Dongjie, who had never t his match, had experienced one too many battles go smoothly in his life, and had forgotten the crucial rule of never underestimating an opponent.
“Eat my spear!” The low growl, like muffled thunder, suddenly erupted out of seeming calm, jolting people violently and making their legs shake with fear.
Huo Dongjie and the long spear in his hands seed as one, weaving through the sea breeze, with only the gleam of the spear tip visible in everyone’s eyes.
Ti seed to freeze at this mont. The spear thrust appeared slow but was actually swift, and before the crowd could react, it had already reached Li Xiaoyao’s neck. Everyone seed to foresee the sharp spear piercing through Li Xiaoyao’s throat, ending his life.
“Ding!”
Li Xiaoyao moved, but no one saw how he did it; no one knew when he had drawn his sword. By the ti the crowd realized it, his ancient sword had already been raised.
The sword blade made a half-circle from right to left in front of him, lightly cutting through the air, and the spearhead, as if it were tofu, was effortlessly sliced off under this sword.
“What!”
Although Huo Dongjie was shocked, he reacted quickly. Instantly, he let go of his hands and tapped his toes rapidly on the ground to retreat swiftly.
“Trying to escape?”
Li Xiaoyao’s hand transford into a claw, from which a pulling force burst forth, like an invisible spider web that ensured Huo Dongjie had nowhere to hide, wrapping him up tightly.
Huo Dongjie lost control over his body and saw himself being pulled toward Li Xiaoyao, utterly powerless to resist.
Despite his anxious and panicking heart, Huo Dongjie found no way to resolve the situation.
Li Xiaoyao grabbed his throat in one swift motion, his cold black eyes staring directly into Huo Dongjie’s.
“I’ll ask you one more ti, where is Zhang ng?” His cold voice uttered each word distinctly, compelling Huo Dongjie to reveal everything without any further concealnt.
“She’s at the Huo Family, unhard,” Huo Dongjie knew what to say to subdue Li Xiaoyao’s killing intent as much as possible.
“Boom!”
At that mont, several figures suddenly descended from the sky, appearing outside the hall.
These individuals exuded a powerful presence, and their every move radiated an intimidating aura.
“You insolent boy, let him go!” The one in the lead was hot-tempered, his face bearing so resemblance to Huo Dongjie; this man was Huo Dongjie’s older brother, Huo Dongcheng.
Huo Dongcheng’s cultivation level was slightly higher than his, and he had an extrely volatile temper, prone to violence at the slightest disagreent.
Powerless in his limbs, Huo Dongjie hung in mid-air by his neck, clutched by Li Xiaoyao. His face had long since lost all color, and in a weak voice, he almost begged, “Let … go.”
“Let you go?” Li Xiaoyao repeated the phrase, then grinned, increasing the force in his hand. With two “crack” sounds, Huo Dongjie’s body was devoid of life.
Li Xiaoyao nonchalantly tossed him aside, his body thrown precisely towards the entrance.
Huo Dongcheng stepped forward to catch his brother’s corpse, his eyes red with rage, like a lion gone mad, “Little brother, little brother!”
Once certain that Huo Dongjie was dead, Huo Dongcheng, holding back his grief, carefully placed him on the ground and stood up to face Li Xiaoyao.
“No matter who you are, I will kill you!” Huo Dongcheng’s expression was fierce, yet he had not lost his reason. Soone who could kill Huo Dongjie so effortlessly must at least be on par with his own cultivation level.
Huo Dongcheng turned to the four n beside him and said, “Fellow Sect Leaders, let’s join forces.”
The four were the leaders of the Qingxuan Sect, Dragon Tiger Sect, and two other major geomancy sects. They were having tea with Huo Dongcheng when they received his call and imdiately rushed over.
But as soon as they arrived, this was the scene they ca upon.
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