Since getting off the ship is a foregone conclusion, why wait for someone to get kicked out?

Qian Yang adjusted his posture slightly in the air, looked back from his armpits, and saw Luo Yongxi following him without hesitation, followed by Yang Gong and Wu Qingshui.

Qian Yang felt warm, but found that Huang Laowai on the opposite boat hesitated and flew down with a group of people, and the people on the other Duobao Sect flying boat also followed.

On the contrary, the monks from the Hidden Sword Sect hanged on the boat gang and looked at each other, looking like they were still unsure of their minds.

Sure enough, the word "enemy" feels much stronger than "alliance".

While Qian Yang was muttering in his heart, he used his spiritual power to adjust his landing point to the bank of the Linghe River.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Qian Yang felt a strong wind mixed with fine sand sweep past his nose, and the power of the sea of ​​wild waves was also revealed in front of him for the first time.

Without hesitation, the golden light shield was turned on and Qian Yang plunged into the strong wind.

Without taking a few steps, the light on the golden light shield flashed and collapsed. Qian Yang felt countless grains of sand hitting his body like shotguns, making it hard to bear the pain.

He gritted his teeth and raised the light shield again, and then sucked half of the tube of energy again. The light on the light shield finally stabilized, and Qian Yang rushed towards the depths of the sand sea.

Luo Yongxi behind him did not go so smoothly. The strength of the sword cultivator corresponds to his powerlessness when facing complex situations.

A pure sword cultivator like Luo Yongxi has long condensed his spiritual power as a blade. Releasing magic such as shields is a dream.

As soon as he entered the sea of ​​sand, Luo Yongxi was staggered by the wild sand that was rushing towards the face. He habitually launched a dense sword formation in the direction of the wind. Luo Yongxi took the opportunity to rush forward a few steps, and was shattered by the constant storm of wind.

Looking at Qian Yang who was gradually moving away, Luo Yongxi felt bitter in his heart: So many years have passed, can he still not catch up with him?

Qian Yang didn't think that his back, which was like a stray dog, would make a young junior brother feel abnormal. He had only one thought now: escape! The farther you escape, the better!

Luo Yongxi gave up the idea of ​​chasing Qian Yang, turned around and saw Yang Gong and Wu Qingshui running towards this side between thirty or forty Duobao Sect monks.

The monks of Duobao Sect were too lazy to pay attention to the two idle people, and the two of them didn't have the courage to provoke the vast crowd.

They dare not, but anyone dares!

Luo Yongxi tilted his body, and his fingers fluttered out the afterimage of lotus-like flowers. A group of mysterious sword formations wrapped in sword energy spread across the sky and spread into the crowd.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

The sound of sword energy entering the flesh sounded one after another, and followed by screams.

The cultivator of Duobao Sect had just entered the sand sea, and before he could adapt to the strong wind that was coming, he was disrupted by the dense sword formation that had no space for dodging.

In an instant, several monks of Duobao Sect fell to the ground with a scream, and were then covered by the surging yellow sand under their feet.

Wu Qingshui and Yang Gong were also scared by the sword energy in the sky. After covering it for a while, they found that the sword energy had cleverly bypassed them as if they had eyes, and roots were rooted on the monks of Duobao Sect next to them.

After this delay, the two raised their heads and could no longer see Qian Yang's traces. They looked at each other and simply stood next to Luo Yongxi, confronting the monks of Duobao Sect with a cold expression.

Huang Laowai really had no intention of fighting with these guys from the Hidden Sword Sect. The order he received was to kill Qian Yang, and he didn't want to get involved in any unnecessary trouble.

"Leave five people to entangle these guys, and the rest will chase me!" Huang Laowai shouted vigorously, but the voice seemed weak and powerless in the flying yellow sand.

At this time, the people from the Hidden Sword Sect finally arrived.

After Qian Yang jumped into the ship, Lao Zheng quickly communicated with anyone using the transmission array plate, and then he jumped down with the monks from the Hidden Sword Sect. When these people rushed into the yellow sand, they saw such a chaotic scene.

Huang Laowai is annoyed. Although he has a lot more people under his command than the Hidden Sword Sect, the distribution of personnel seems to be in a short position in this endless sea of ​​sand.

"Leave twenty people, and the rest will follow me!" Huang Laowai quickly re-arranged. Before he finished speaking, he chased Qian Yang with a huge turtle shell.

Luo Yongxi was determined to stop him, but was involved in several magic weapons flying out of thin air. After shooting down a few of them, Huang Laowai had already disappeared from a distance with more than a dozen people.

Luo Yongxi was resentful, and his hand flashed, and countless sword energy wrapped around several cultivators of Duobao Sect around him, and he firmly took the initiative by fighting against five.

The other Duobao Sect monks were also fighting with the Hidden Sword Sect's people. The number of people on both sides was not much different, but when several injured Duobao Sect monks stood up in the sand, the situation began to become difficult.

At this time, Director Zheng also jumped down with several Jindan monks from Zhuyufang and quickly joined the battle group, which shared a lot of pressure for the Hidden Sword Sect.

In the corner outside the battle group, two figures rushed into the sea of ​​sand from different angles. Looking at the direction of their travel, it was surprisingly consistent with the direction of Qian Yang's escape.

The flying boat from Zhuyufang slowly drove away from its original position and continued to move forward according to the original course. For them, there were enough changes along the way, and it was best to stay away from the right and wrong place earlier.

As for how many people were lost on the boat, no one was willing to count. They really didn't want to know these irrelevant things, just as they didn't want to know what role they played in this incident.

Not long after, a small flying boat hovered at the place where the Zhuyufang flying boat had just stopped, and a handsome old man stood on the bow of the boat.

As old as he was, he could still see from his eyebrows that this man must have been a beautiful young man when he was young. Even though time left ruthless marks on his face, the spirit and arrogance in his bones remained deeply in his eyes.

This person is no one else, he is the Jin Zhuang of Wuliang Valley and the Jin Elder of Duobao Sect now.

From the abandoned son of the family to the head of the party, from the betrayed dog to the Nascent Soul Elder of the Super Sect, no one knows how Jin Enming came through this journey, because the impression he never gave people is that he has no sense of existence.

When he was in the family, he was just a young man without any sense of existence. Otherwise, even with his beautiful appearance, he would not have been ruthlessly expelled.

When he was in Wuliang Valley, he was a sect with no sense of existence. The affairs of the sect were handled by his incompetent son. Even if the entire sect was destroyed, there were many disciples of this sect in Wuliang Valley that had never seen him from beginning to end.

After returning to Zhongzhou, Jin Enming rarely appears in front of others. When people really noticed him, he had already become the Nascent Soul and became the elder of Duobao Sect, and then... disappeared in front of others again.

Speaking of which, Jin Enming's unpretentious behavior is quite similar to the puppet sect who is now undermined by Duobao Sect. Perhaps the Jin family has this type of recessive gene, which happens to be mutually in line with the crazy mainstream personality of their Supreme Elder Jin Wuxu.

Not being ostentatious does not mean swallowing his anger. If Jin Enming is such a bad guy, he will not be able to achieve his current status. It is certain that he will be revenged if he has a grudge. It is just that some people like the pleasure of revenge that is known to everyone in the world, and what he likes is to enjoy the sense of control that no one knows.

Two words: introverted!

Jin Eun-ming is not an active person, but when he is active occasionally, his arrogance from Lingxiu will make him take it for granted to hold everything in his hands.

Few missed.

He also took revenge after failing.

To this day, he occasionally recalls the surprised eyes of some people when he became the head of Wulianggu. Of course, he will always remember the horrified expressions of some people when he advanced to the Nascent Soul.

Jin Eun-ming never felt that anyone would be safe and sound after offending him.

But there was such a person who made him feel frustrated several times. Jin Enming felt that if he could not kill this person secretly, then this person would become the last inner demon on his path of cultivation, and would be insurmountable forever.

This person is Qian Yang!

A garbage monk like an ant.

Jin Enming didn't understand until the day when Wuliang Valley was destroyed, why did a small foundation-building monk decide the victory or defeat of that battle, and how did he kill his precious son who was not a weapon, but who had received a complete elite education.

Jin Enming didn't know how the boy named Qian Yang found the path to the outside world from the ruins of Wuliang Valley, and he didn't know how Qian Yang achieved the golden elixir overnight and had the ability to kill Xu Tu.

In that battle, Jin Eun-ming was defeated.

But it doesn't matter. When he accidentally got Qian Yang's message at the Hongtuoshan Mine, he knew that the opportunity for revenge had finally come.

In order to find Qian Yang's trace, Jin Enming specially released the antique bait of Jindan and hid it in the dark and waited quietly for the fish to bite the hook.

After living up to expectations, the fish came indeed.

Jin Enming silently watched Yuer perform a loud gong and drum show in the backstage, and carefully experienced the joy of the foreplay.

Since the fish has appeared, everything is easy to do.

In Yifangcheng, Jin Enming gave the bait into Yu'er's mouth openly, just to let Yu'er eat his fill and run away.

Of course, it is definitely not easy to be valued by Jin Enming.

Jin Enming watched Qian Yang go to Yifang City coldly for a while, and seemed to have foresight to find a backer for himself, which also added a lot of fun to Jin Enming.

Jin Enming had already made detailed arrangements for how to put the fish in the net, and he would follow the fish leisurely, watching his net trap the fish until it suffocates and dies.

According to convention, Jin Eun-ming will not appear in front of others. He will only quietly enjoy the joy of revenge without any sense of existence.

But who would have thought that at the moment of closing the net, the fish leaped gently, jumped out of the flying boat, and also out of his control.
Chapter completed!