Capítulo 1359: Chapter 35: The Encirclent Strategy (Two Chapters in One)_5
On the other side, the woman with a cold expression raised her hand.
Hundreds of archers around her turned blue and purple in the face, clutching their own throats as they fell down.
A martial artist tried to capture her, but as soon as he approached a few steps, he felt an almost overwhelming Qi chanism, as if about to kick open the Heavenly Sect. He retreated repeatedly, and after a few miles, finally relaxed, only to feel a wave of dizziness, his expression changed, and he lost consciousness, falling directly into the sea.
Monts later, blood stained the surface of the sea red.
The woman lowered her right hand and strolled forward. The flowers and grasses withered beneath her feet, her entire being was poisonous.
She was Lv Yingbo, who had parted ways with Wang Anfeng in the Western Regions. Having no place to stay, she went with soone who called himself Mingyue to Great Qin’s Fufeng and temporarily stayed at the Divine Martial Mansion.
A few days ago, she received a flying ssage.
The Divine Martial Order.
In the Divine Martial Mansion, all the experts were sent out, even the spear technique grandmaster Fei Poyue, who taught Gongsun Jing spear techniques, was persuaded to take action. Since the East Sea was blockaded, everyone devised their own ans to make their way to Penglai.
Because of the loss at the White Tiger Hall, her mindset hadn’t recovered, yet it didn’t stop her from speaking at this mont.
As soon as she spoke, it was earth-shattering.
The poisonous gas coalesced into a gigantic Poison Dragon, no lesser than rivers and seas.
A woman in blue crossed rivers and mountains, stepping on the dragon’s head.
The imnse Qi chanism of soone who had half a foot in the Grandmaster Realm was enormous and suppressing.
Her voice was cold and indifferent.
“Divine Martial Guest Elder, Lv Yingbo.”
Ji Jiaxun looked around; though the number of people opposing wasn’t many, at this mont, it was almost like the entire actual-power elders of a major Jianghu faction had all turned out.
A pharmacist with cultivation reaching the Fifth Rank.
An elusive and unpredictable Fourth Rank assassin.
An expert self-made in spear techniques.
A half-step Grandmaster having stepped over the Poison Dragon.
Apparently not a Taoist, yet claiming to be a Fifth Rank outsider nad Mingyue.
Ji Jiaxun suppressed the wildness in his heart with cold sweat, his mind racing, frantically trying to find a breakthrough point, but to no avail. Suddenly, sounds of waves surging ca, and ships approached from the East Sea. Although these were all East Sea ships, the people on them were definitely not from the Jianghu of Eastern Sea.
Hundreds of people in identical attire leaped out like locusts even before reaching Penglai.
Pa.
The water surface almost instantly sank several inches.
Martial artists clad in black and blue vigorous attire, led by dozens of fierce and courageous individuals, walked on water and imdiately drew strong crossbows and swords, surrounding the others in a tight encirclent. Crossbow bolts and knife edges flashed with cold gleams, killing intent intense and chilling.
Originally in control, the martial artists of the Flying Spirit Sect and the East Sea guards turned pale as sheets.
Just as Ji Jiaxun gritted his teeth, preparing to forcefully bring out the East Sea Marquis, those martial artists, almost all Ninth Grade and above, silently split to the sides.
Two figures were thrown in, one a military general in black armor, the other a Taoist with a ghastly pale face. The general’s face was ashen, and the Taoist couldn’t speak, staring dead ahead at the man who single-handedly knocked everyone into the sea.
In that direction, a young man in the outer disciple attire of Penglai Island slowly approached.
Wang Anfeng saw everyone, his expression relaxed a lot, he truly breathed a sigh of relief, glad he had blocked those people in ti, or it would have been troubleso. Then he looked at Gongliang Zimo and said:
“I said, if you don’t retreat…”
The calm voice rang out, not yet fully dispersed.
In the wake of his path, those formidable, water-stepping martial artists were already half-kneeling in rows.
Holding the Great Qin Divine Martial Blades upside down into the ground, both hands gripping the hilt.
The long and cold blade edges.
Uniformly opened their mouths, a chilling shout piercing the sky.
“Divine Martial Mansion, pays respects to the Mansion Master!”
“We have co upon summons!”
PS: Today’s update delivered…
And to the patrons who gave rewards, I’ll express my thanks tomorrow. It’s a bit late today; that elder who got the Famous Sword during Wang Anfeng and Gong Yu’s descent, and was assassinated…
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