Chapter 611 Xu Jianwen: Zhao Duan, you are finally here

Chapter 611 Xu Jianwen: Zhao Duan, you are finally here

Chapter 611 Xu Jianwen: Zhao Duan, you are finally here

Zhao Duan shook his wrist, and the string of blood beads on the sword fell to the ground, melting through the white snow.

A biting cold wind blew in from the entrance of the blue-gray alley. Bai Ying's headless body was still in a defensive posture, but the wind blew and it fell to the ground with a plop.

The hot blood from his neck gushed out, staining the ground red.

Zhao Duan put away his knife, and the shadow of the god in his eyes slowly faded away. He turned around and walked towards Wei Xianzong who was sitting against the wall.

"You..." Wei Xianzong's eyes widened at this moment, looking at the scene in disbelief.

Due to his perspective, he did not see the appearance of the Dragon Girl, or with his level of cultivation, even if he saw it, it would be difficult for him to understand.

He only saw Zhao Duan's back as he walked over and chopped Bai Ying with a knife. The whole process was smooth and flowing, just like chopping melons and vegetables.

"he died?"

Wei Xianzong felt dizzy and found it hard to accept that Bai Ying, who was in the secular realm, died so easily.

Zhao Duan smiled:

"If this person were in a battlefield, it might be difficult to kill him, but it is very easy here."

The power of the Dragon Girl can be considered a bug for the secular world that lacks any means of defense, but the power of the Dragon Girl is not invincible.

If the number of targets dragged into the dream at the same time exceeds the limit, it will fail. Each use will also consume the Dragon Girl's spiritual power.

This was one of the reasons why he ordered people to be taken to a secluded place... Well, the more important purpose was to keep it secret.

"I now finally believe that you killed Xu Jingtang."

Wei Xianzong weakly exclaimed:

"Your cultivation progress is unprecedented in my life."

No...you guessed wrong on this...Zhao Duan muttered in his heart.

At this time, the sound of gunfire in the distance stopped, and soldiers from the imperial court rushed into the alley with messy steps. They were stunned when they saw the bodies of Zhao Duan and Bai Ying on the ground.

"Governor?!" exclaimed a small flag officer at the head.

Zhao Duan asked: "Where are the other enemies?"

The flag officer hurriedly said, "The other party left behind a few bodies and ran away."

Zhao Duan raised his eyebrows and said, "Send Wei Xianzong to treatment immediately. The rest of you continue patrolling. Oh, and drag this body away."

"Yes!"

Soon, a group of soldiers left.

The alley was empty again, with only traces of blood remaining.

The light and shadows twisted, and Jin Jian's figure was gradually outlined. She wiped the mist off her lenses and said:
"What are you thinking?"

Zhao Duan lowered his head in deep thought, and suddenly he flipped his hand, took out the Fengyue Baojian, and tried to visualize the scene where Song Jinxi was.

However, the mirror was filled with fog and the observation failed!

Zhao Duan was stunned. Not long ago, when he observed the Yansuo Lake, everything was normal. But now it was not the case.

“Not good!” Zhao Duan’s face changed slightly, and he grabbed Jin Jian’s little hand: “Go back!”

"Okay." Jin Jian waved his staff, drew a full moon, and stepped in with Zhao Duan in his hand.

One step forward, two worlds.

Zhao Duan returned to the main hall of the Governor's Mansion out of nowhere.

Mo Chou, Ning Zechen and the others were relieved when they saw him coming back, and then they heard Zhao Duan say:

"Bai Ying was killed by me."

Everyone was stunned.

Zhao Duan did not wait for their reaction and continued with his second sentence:
"The enemy's real target is Yansuo Lake. The intelligence sent over is false. You stay here and take charge. I'm going to Yansuo Lake now. Remember to guard the two gates in the backyard."

After saying that, he gave Jin Jian a look, and the latter opened a full moon again, but this time it led out of the city.

It’s just because the distance is too far, so it cannot be teleported directly and has to go through several transfers.

"At least eight hundred taels." Jin Jian muttered, somewhat secretly delighted. The price agreed upon beforehand was a minimum of two hundred taels for each transmission.

Well, this is a reasonable price without any detours.

Zhao Duan stepped in and suddenly remembered something. He said to Mochou:

"Remember to tell Jade Sleeve Priest where I'm going."

As soon as he finished speaking, he and Jin Jian disappeared in the room.

Only Mo Chou and others were left standing there in a daze.

The words just now lingered in my ears:
The opponent’s real target is Yansuo Lake?
……

……

"Come on!"

When the scholar stepped down from the prison van, he heard a rebel's scolding.

He was wearing a blood-stained prison uniform, with bracelets and anklets on his body, and his exposed skin was covered with scars.

When he suddenly stepped out of the prison van sealed with black cloth, he first felt cold and blinding, then he squinted his eyes and saw clearly that he and others were taken out of the military prison and transferred out of the city.

Looking ahead, Huting City was already very far away. The first thing in sight was a large area of ​​withered yellow reeds covered by the remaining snow, but because of the strong wind, there was not much snow.

In addition, there is a vast and empty ice surface - the entire Smoke Lake is still frozen.

And on the shore, several huge "bamboo rafts" had been arranged in advance...well, or should I say ice sleds.

The scholar, who was a gold medal shadow guard, was brought out of prison early in the morning.

Not only him, at this moment, there were dozens of wounded prisoners being released one after another in the prison van. They gathered together, with excitement and nervousness in their eyes.

A group of people were on the way and had learned that the rebels were going to exchange prisoners with the court, which meant they would be released.

"Hurry up and get on! Do you want to stay here by standing still?"

A rebel wearing a cotton coat said jokingly.

The prisoners were startled and hurriedly climbed onto the bamboo raft, supporting each other, braving the cold wind.

There were several thick ropes in front of the raft, pulled by a donkey with its hooves wrapped in cloth, pulling the raft towards the center of the river.

The scholar huddled among the prisoners, but he was not as happy as the others.

As a gold medal shadow guard, he was able to keenly sense the dangerous aura and secretly observed the escorting rebel team.

I found that everyone had covered their faces with black cloth to protect themselves from the biting river wind. Judging from the details of their walking postures, this group of people were the elite among the elite, and almost all of them were practitioners.

Is it necessary to send so many experts to exchange a prisoner?
In addition, what attracted the scholar's special attention were the four people in the team who were obviously the "leaders".

All four of them were wrapped in black cloaks. The one in front was very imposing, and he exuded a noble air just by walking.

One of the two behind him had a large gun wrapped in cloth on his back.

When another black cloak was blown up by the wind, the khaki warlock robe underneath could be vaguely seen.

And the lone figure walking behind everyone gave him a feeling of extreme danger.

All four wore masks.

Monkey, pig, cow, horse...

As if sensing his helmet, the man wearing a "monkey" mask at the head suddenly turned his head and looked at him.

For no reason, the scholar seemed to sense that person was laughing...

Weird!

He's clearly wearing a mask, so how can you tell he's smiling?

Unconsciously, the team came to the center of the lake and stopped. The scholar heard the excited discussions of the prisoners beside him. On the other side of the smoke-locked lake, a similar team came, also using bamboo rafts to tow a group of seriously injured prisoners who could not walk long distances.

In charge of the escort were a group of people wrapped in black robes.

"Stop it."

Song Jinxi whispered as the two teams stopped in the middle of the huge smoke-filled lake that looked like a mirror.

Song Jinxi took the initiative and asked loudly: "Exchange prisoners immediately?"

Xu Jianwen on the opposite side also nodded, raised his hand and waved.

The two teams worked in perfect harmony to uncuff the prisoners and then drove them towards the opposite side.

The escorts of both sides remained motionless and on guard at the same place.

The scholar stood up and followed the crowd, walking across the ice and braving the cold wind.

It is late spring and the ice is no longer so solid. While walking, you can vaguely feel the lake water surging under the ice.

Just as the two groups of prisoners were about to cross paths and were closest to each other, the scholar suddenly noticed that a somewhat unfamiliar "comrade" next to him who was also captured suddenly reached out and pulled out a dagger from his waist, his eyes suddenly becoming fierce.

"careful!"

The scholar only had time to shout before he saw several figures rushing out from beside him.

At the same time, several pretenders armed with sharp blades also emerged from the "rebels" released by the court.

Both sides wanted to intercept the team and take the prisoners back. When they saw each other, they were stunned for a moment, then roared and started fighting each other!

"what!!"

The prisoners on both sides were horrified, screamed, and instinctively scattered in all directions, running as fast as they could. The scene was in chaos.

"Crack!"

A huge crack suddenly appeared on the ice surface, and the crack expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it split into a perfect circle, trapping the prisoners from both sides on a piece of floating ice.

If you look down from the sky, you can see a red "big fish" swimming slowly under the ice.

It quickly circled under the ice, and the center of the lake cracked. Large streams of cold lake water gushed out of the gap, blocking the prisoners' escape route.

"boom!"

Then, a woman with disheveled hair and wrapped in red clothes suddenly flew out from the bottom of the lake!

Ji Yue's pale pupils locked onto the rebel opposite him. He raised his finger and tapped lightly!
"boom!!"

The ice surface in the area where the rebels were standing collapsed instantly!
The rebels were startled, but they jumped onto the huge bamboo rafts in a well-trained manner to prevent themselves from falling.

Song Jinxi shouted, "Do it!"

Beside him, a dozen palace servants attacked at the same time, leaving a trail of afterimages on the ice, and rushed forward brazenly!

Be the first to strike!

At this moment, Song Jinxi recalled what Zhao Duan told him last night:
"No matter how the other party arranges it, it's always right for us to take the initiative."

"By then, you and Jiyue will be one bright and one dark, and the smoke-locked lake will be perfect for her to cast spells."

opposite.

Before Ji Yue made his move, Xu Jianwen stood lightly on the bamboo raft on tiptoe, without even looking at the captives in the center of the lake who he treated as abandoned pawns.

Standing with his hands behind his back, he smiled faintly and said, "What are you waiting for?"

Behind him, Qi Yuchun took a step forward, pulled out a large gun from behind with his right hand, twisted his wrist, and the cloth wrapped around the surface of the gun exploded.

A dark, cold and ferocious gun was exposed!

Qi Yuchun started running, very slowly at first, but he left a shadow in the blink of an eye. His boots stepped on the cracked surface of the lake, and the water seemed to be pressed down by an invisible layer of air, forming whirlpools.

"Rumble--"

Qi Yuchun's spear came out like a dragon, and strands of violent energy gathered at the tip of the spear into an illusory evil dragon, biting towards Ji Yue!

"It's you!!" Under the black hair of Ji Yue who was standing in the air, two small black dots as big as sesame seeds suddenly gathered in his white pupils, and his mind exploded like thunder.

She lost her voice and said, "Kuang Fu She!"

Ji Yue was no stranger to Qi Yuchun. When Hu Ting first opened for business, she and Lang Shiba protected Zhao Duan and were once assassinated by Qi Yuchun on this misty lake.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the powerful enemy from the past comes again.

Without time to think, Ji Yue instinctively made a hand gesture, and huge waves exploded on the river in front of her. Huge pieces of cracked ice were lifted up, like natural shields, stacked up like dominoes, blocking her way.

However, how can the ice layer that can withstand swords and knives stop Qi Yuchun's spear?
The ice was shredded like paper, but Ji Yue took the opportunity to dive and sank to the bottom of the lake!

She knew very well that with her level of cultivation, it was impossible for her to confront Qi Yuchun head-on.

but……

It’s different in the past.

After a year of training, Ji Yue's cultivation, which had been suppressed due to being imprisoned in Houhu Lake in the capital, gradually recovered, and his combat power also improved a lot.

The most important thing is...

This place is truly her home turf as a water sorcerer.

"Rumble..."

Qi Yuchun held a spear in his hand and felt a huge suction force coming from the cold lake water under his feet. Amid the roar, Ji Yue controlled the lake water to spin wildly. A huge whirlpool emerged, dragging Qi Yuchun to the bottom of the lake.

Qi Yuchun was awed by fear and did not dare to be careless. Even with his level of cultivation, if he was dragged to the bottom of the lake, he would most likely be seriously injured by Ji Yue or even killed.

He pointed the tip of the gun in his hand downwards, and the violent energy tore the whirlpool apart. He also used the air wave to rise into the air on the spot, waving the gun and pointing it repeatedly at the bottom of the lake.

"Boom boom boom..."

The frozen lake exploded with waves, which brought misery to the captives. Many of them slipped and fell into the water, while others lay on the ground, clinging to the floating ice beneath them and praying with their eyes closed.

At this time, Song Jinxi had also led a large group of worshippers to attack Xu Jianwen like ghosts.

He was also horrified in his heart, and realized that this group of people were most likely the remnants of the Kuangfu Society, but he did not have time to think more.

Xu Jianwen stood on the bamboo raft, still motionless. Behind him, Ren Kun raised his hand, lifted the pig-head mask on his face, and pulled open his cloak, revealing a khaki sorcerer's robe.

"Your Highness, this place naturally restrains me. I can only use a few percent of my magic..." Ren Kun complained in a low voice.

As an earth god sorcerer, although he can control the silt at the bottom of the lake, there is a lot of lake water in between, so his control is severely cut.

Xu Jianwen smiled and said, "But you are still in the worldly realm."

Ren Kun curled his lips without refutation.

He simply reached into a huge khaki cloth bag hanging on his body, and found that it was full of heavy soil.

Ren Kun grabbed a handful of dirt and threw it out, chanting a spell. The yellowish dirt condensed into arrows, like locusts flying in the sky, stabbing towards Song Jinxi and others!
"careful!"

Song Jinxi let out a low cry, and his figure turned into a wisp of green smoke. The other priests also used their own methods to form a formation to deal with Ren Kun.

Although their realm is only at the divine level, they are numerous and can strangle those at the worldly level when they join forces.

It was actually very difficult for Ren Kun to resist alone. Fortunately, at this time, the elite rebels also drew their swords, stepped on the floating ice, leaped on the lake, and entangled with the palace priests.

In the blink of an eye, both sides used their methods and started fighting in the middle of the lake.

It was obvious that there was a difference in the number of masters on both sides. Xu Jianwen stood on the bamboo raft with his hands behind his back, only to hear Guhuo Zhenren behind him say with a smile:

"I'm going to take action now? Kill them?"

Xu Jianwen shook his head and said calmly: "Wait. The people haven't arrived yet, why should the Taoist take action?"

Just at this moment.

Xu Jianwen suddenly looked into the distance and saw two figures suddenly appearing out of thin air. He smiled and said:

"Zhao Duan, you are finally here."

(End of this chapter)