The man's companion asked anxiously: "News that are more important than the demise of the Li family? Tell me quickly, what's going on?"
The next second, Yang Jian heard a sound of drinking and a light cough.
The cultivator who claimed to know the news was clearly keeping a secret.
At this moment, Yang Jian really wanted to beat him up.
It’s time to do so, why should he keep it? He doesn’t know that the saint who destroyed the Li family is waiting for him?
The cultivator's clerk was not sold for too long. Before Yang Jian could attack, he slowly said: "Three hundred miles west of Shiyuan City, there is a very strong cultivator living in seclusion. It is said that the man had fought with Yang Jian, the first person below the saint, and escaped unscrupulously, and then he was named the second person below the saint."
Fighting with Yang Jian and getting out of here?
Yang Jian thought about it and never thought that there was such a person.
However, he didn't care. He thought that the cultivator just used Yang Jian's name to brag about himself. Just like when many people on the Zuxing star talk, they always like to put their words on some celebrities, as if this would make their words more convincing.
And that cultivator could hold the title of "The Second Person Below the Saint" for so long, and he was not exposed. I think he still has certain strength.
Yang Jian was about to meet that person.
Just after thinking about it carefully, Yang Jian felt that the news was not too hot.
At least compared with the demise of the Li family, that person seems to be the same.
At this moment, the cultivator continued, "You may not believe it when you say it. The second person under the saint is dead. When others find him, he died in his home, with a black dagger inserted between his eyebrows, and there is no trace of fighting nearby."
Yang Jian was shocked and couldn't help but be slightly surprised.
That is an existence that enjoys the title of "The Second Person Below the Saint". Even if the opponent is a saint, he should not be killed instantly. Just like before, Yang Jian was attacked by Zhunti, he could at least resist a little.
But this cultivator actually said that there was no trace of battle there.
After being surprised, Yang Jian thought with interest: "It seems that there are more powerful people in the other world who sneaked into the immortal world than I imagined. I will wait for the emperor to pull you out one by one and send you back to the west. At least in the battle between the immortal world and the demons outside the domain, you cannot let you get a bargain next to you."
After checking out, Yang Jian left the restaurant and went to the place where the cultivator lived alone.
Although that place is quite far from Shiyuan City, three hundred miles are really nothing to Yang Jian.
When Yang Jian arrived at his destination, he found that the surrounding environment was somewhat similar to Ren Zhao's residence. A simple thatched hut stood alone on a grassland. However, the difference was that the thatched hut was surrounded by bamboo, while Ren Zhao had five willow trees.
Yang Jian walked forward and thought, "Have these immortal cultivators who like to live alone have promoted the hermit culture of China? Interesting."
After gently pushing open the door of the thatched hut, Yang Jian found that the movement of the door was very smooth.
In other words, the murderer of the immortal cultivator should have been killed not long ago, and there should be people coming and going here recently, so that the door of the thatched hut will not be stuck if it is inactive for a long time. As for those who come and go, I think they are the ones who receive the news.
After walking into the thatched hut, Yang Jian indeed saw an old man sitting on a chair.
Just as Yang Jian heard the news at the restaurant, there was a dagger inserted into the old man's eyebrows, and only the handle was still outside. As for the dagger blade, it had completely penetrated into the old man's head, and it was probably cut open the old man's brain.
However, after suffering fatal trauma, Yang Jian could still see a smile on the old man's face.
Yang Jian walked up and thought, "Did you die with a smile? It's so strange."
While talking, Yang Jian had already walked to the old man's body.
At this moment, he suddenly smelled a pungent smell of blood, as if he had fallen into a blood pool. For a moment, Yang Jian felt that the bloody smell here could be compared to the killing formation arranged by the saint of the Li family.
This is obviously not something that the old man could emit with a body.
Moreover, the blood on the old man's body had dried up.
More importantly, at the moment when the smell of blood came, Yang Jian felt a murderous intent.
He looked at both sides and saw two immortal cultivators wearing blood-colored clothes walking out on both sides.
The dress of these four people is quite similar to the previous saint of the Li family.
They walked out and teased easily.
"Sure enough, another one came. These idiots from the fairy world are useless. We just released the news and they came to die one by one. How many of them are they? Thirty or forty? Our mission is not challenging at all."
"What should we do with so many challenges? As long as we can kill the cultivators in the fairy world and weaken their power?"
"Don't say so much, hurry up and get rid of him, and wait for the second person to come. If the cultivators from their fairy world join forces, it will be in trouble. Even if we just escape one, our mission will be completely ruined."
Listening to their conversation, Yang Jian could detect many situations with a little thought.
It is obvious that these four people are in the same group as the saint of the Li family, with the purpose of using the news that the second person under the saint was killed, to attract other immortals to come here and then ambush them. Maybe even the second person under the saint was fabricated by them.
Seeing them gradually approaching themselves, Yang Jian asked with interest: "Before taking action, I really want to know your mentality. As strong people, if you challenge the immortal world and the demons outside the domain with dignity, it would be fine, but you actually use such dirty means, isn't it embarrassing?"
One of the cultivators from another world disagreed and said, "What's wrong with embarrassing? Face can be eaten as food? As long as we can win, we will have face. Otherwise, fight fairly with you for the so-called face and then lose your life?"
"So you also know that you can't beat the strong men in the fairy world head-on?"
Yang Jian immediately ridiculed him.
Of course, Yang Jian would not be so stupid that he thought it was a fact. He just wanted to anger the other party.
For this purpose, Yang Jian continued: "So for victory, you can carry forward the shamelessness and prepare to beat me together? You are indeed shameless, but who gave you confidence and made you think that the four people can beat me together?"
"You immortal cultivators in the fairy world are really narcissistic. Before you, at least 80% of the immortal cultivators said similar things, but they all died in the end!"
As soon as he finished speaking, four cultivators from other worlds attacked Yang Jian at the same time.
No! Not four!
The moment the cultivators on both sides took action, Yang Jian also felt a murderous intent coming from behind.
The cultivator behind him should have prepared it specifically to beware of the goal of running away. To be continued.