Just as Yue Mochen and his group were about to leave the city with the help of the teleportation array and head to Qingtian City, a small accident happened.
In fact, it was not an accident, but Yue Mochen heard some clues about the blood clan.
The blood clan is the key to Dugu He's whereabouts. Yue Mochen naturally would not let it go, so he handed everyone over to Dongfangzhi and asked him to take everyone to the Fantian Pavilion, and handed the sword scripture as a token to Dongfangzhi.
Then, Yue Mochen took Hongyue to track down the whereabouts of the blood clan. According to the advice given by Dongfang Zhi before leaving, the two came to the most lively Warrior Street.
This Warrior Street is like the mercenary center of Dongyue Continent. It has it in every city. It is the gathering place for warriors, which gather warriors of all levels of the three religions and nine ranks. In other words, it is also the concentration of news.
Sure enough, Yue Mochen came to Wuzhe Street with the rabbit-shaped Hongyue, and found a tavern to sit down, and heard the news he wanted to hear.
"Have you heard of it? The blood clan has come out to do evil again." A young man from the Demon Refining Realm said to the people around him seriously.
"No way?"
A guy next to the young man in the Demon Refining Realm who had a cultivation level that was almost the same as his but rather thick-looking person, asked in shock: "Hasn't the blood clan been driven out of the Kan waters long ago?"
"Will I still lie to you?" The young man in the Demon Refining Realm was obviously much more excited when he saw someone talking, and then quickly told him what he knew.
It is said that the first time there was evidence of the blood clan appearing was half a month ago, in a small city hundreds of miles away, several powerful people entering the holy realm were killed and their blood was sucked away. At first, people thought that it was a disaster caused by some special spiritual beasts mingling into the city.
But the next night, several powerful people with the same death conditions appeared, even the powerful people of the supreme level. Moreover, there was a corpse of a blood clan on the scene. Only then did people realize that it was not a spiritual beast that did evil, but the one who did evil was the blood clan that had disappeared in the Kan waters for hundreds of years!
Then, not only in that small city, but also in many nearby cities, the first accident occurred in the first level 2 city they were in.
A powerful man at the junior level died suddenly on the street. His death was exactly the same as those of the people who were sucked into blood by the blood clan in these days. He had more than 70 teeth marks on his body. His body seemed to have been dried up by the wind, leaving only a layer of pitiful thin skin, which was weakly covered with almost broken bones, and was like a mummy who had been dead for many years.
As the youth in the Demon Refining Realm provoked the topic, more and more people joined the discussion, and the power of the masses was huge. Soon, Yue Mochen knew exactly what color of underwear the priest warrior who died last night was wearing.
But Yue Mochen was not happy. Instead, the two heroic sword eyebrows were frowned tightly, because Lin Wugong's growth was really beyond his expectations.
Although Yue Mochen himself can deal with ordinary Nirvana realm powerhouses now, the group of people under his command are still ordinary holy level. If they are still in the God's Relics Realm, they may have some effect, but in this world where masters are like clouds and holy level are like dogs, the strength of those people really cannot be put on the table.
But Lin Wugong is different. Not only did he make rapid progress, but his men also made rapid progress. This is determined by his innate advantages. The blood clan is the only race that can improve his own cultivation by devouring essence and blood. This is their greatest advantage.
Although Yue Mochen could do this with the help of the Blood-Devouring Spirit Pearl, he has never dared to use the Blood-Devouring Spirit Pearl to absorb energy indiscriminately. Furthermore, even if he absorbed it, it would be useless, because it would still not work if he improved alone. You should know that any descendant of Lin Wugong has such ability.
"Young master, you don't have to worry too much. You have seen that even if these blood clans are really Lin Wugong's people, they won't have a good time. After all, you are not the only one who wants to deal with them."
When Hongyue saw Yue Mochen frowned, she sent a voice to comfort her.
Yue Mochen nodded and left the tavern after confirming that he would not hear any valuable information even if he stayed there.
Then, Yue Mochen walked through more than a dozen taverns in a row as if he was venturing away. Although each tavern was talking about related matters, Yue Mochen was still unable to find any blood clan based on the contents of those people chatting about.
Just as Yue Mochen was about to leave Warrior Street and make plans, there were noises coming from the front of the street, accompanied by angry curses. Yue Mochen had no intention of joining in the fun and wanted to leave, but he heard someone beside him say, "Let's go, come and take a look. I heard that the young city lord is having an argument with people there."
"Young City Lord?" Yue Mochen raised his eyebrows and thought to himself: If you can't get valuable news from ordinary warriors, it doesn't mean that the official of this city can't grasp any news either. Why not go over and take a look? If possible, it's good to explore the so-called Young City Lord's tone.
Yue Mochen thought, then took a step and walked towards the crowd that had gathered more and more.
"I'll say it again, go back to the City Lord's Mansion with me for investigation, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!" Before I got closer, Yue Mochen heard a cold shout. I thought, the person who said this was either the young city lord or his entourage. In any case, he would be from the City Lord's Mansion.
As soon as he finished speaking, another voice came from the crowd: "Hmph, what a great official power, let alone you, a mere city lord, even if the city lord Bian Duxue came here with her, she would not dare to speak to my master like this!"
"you..."
The young city lord was obviously angry with the other party's arrogance. He shouted to the onlookers: "I, Bian Yunfei, swear in the name of the young city lord of Xiongcheng, who can help me capture these four people in the city lord's mansion will definitely be rewarded!"
As the saying goes, there must be brave men under heavy rewards, but this sentence does not seem to apply today, because when Yun Fei said this, no one responded.
But it was normal. Bian Yunfei brought seven or eight minions today, including at least two of them, and there were only four people who had a dispute with him. One of them had never taken action, but he easily handled all of Bian Yunfei's minions.
How many people are stupid people who can be masters? The performance of the four people proves that they are definitely masters. How dare everyone offend such masters easily? Therefore, most people are waiting and watching.
Yue Mochen also understood this truth, so he did not doubt or stand up, but quietly looked at the situation on the scene.
In the middle of the crowd, two gangs looked at each other. On one side were four guys in plain robes, with long hoods, and you covered their faces like you, and there was no breath on your body, which looked very mysterious.
Opposite them, a handsome man in his early twenties glared at him. Two old men were sitting cross-legged beside him. Judging from his breath, the two of them should be masters of honor, but they knew they were seriously injured and were adjusting their inner breath at this time. There were also several warriors wearing uniform white warriors around them, with varying strength and weakness. Like the two old men, they were seriously injured, and one of them was already lying on the ground, with no breath, and thought they were dead.
Yue Mochen patted a warrior beside him on the shoulder and asked, "This big brother, that young man is the young city lord?"
The warrior was not pretentious. He did not ignore Yue Mochen because he came from another place. Instead, he nodded and said, "Isn't that true? The young city lord Bian Yunfei is known as the Heavenly Sword of the City. Although his cultivation is still shallow, he has realized the intention of the sword. He is a rare genius in our city."
Yue Mochen looked at it and saw that the young lord of Feng, Bian Yunfei, was in his early twenties. His sword eyebrows were thick black and straight, and his face was like a jade. He was considered a handsome man. He exuded a powerful aura on his body. It seemed that his cultivation was almost the same as that of Nalan Bing. He was also at the peak of the holy realm, but there was an aura that Nalan Bing did not have, which was a knife-like aura.
Yue Mochen, who also understood the sword intent, naturally knew that the aura was exactly the aura of the sword intent. The warrior who had understood the "intention" would involuntarily emit this aura when the aura of the whole body collapsed. This was a unique sign for people like them.
"What a genius!" Yue Mochen couldn't help but lit up, because he felt a powerful and domineering aura in the other party's sword intent. If nothing unexpected happened, Yun Fei's understanding of "intention" here was even better than Yue Mochen himself.
However, this genius seemed weak in front of the four other people at this time.
"Who are those people on the other side? Are they from your Xiongcheng?" Yue Mochen asked the warrior next to him again.
The warrior shook his head and said, "No, although my cultivation level is not high, I still know a lot of people, especially those first-class masters. Even if they don't know me, I won't know them. But I have never seen these people, and I have never heard of such masters in our Xiongcheng."
"Oh, outside?" Yue Mochen showed a thoughtful look, and then asked, "Then why did they make a fuss?"
"That's right. Those white clothes are the deacons in our Xiongcheng. At the beginning, they met those people. One of the deacons felt that those people were so angry that they went up to interrogate. I didn't know the tone, but the four people took action."
The warrior pointed to the white-clothed deacon on the ground with no breath: "Ji, it's that one, who was blown by the one on the far left of the other party, and killed him with one palm."
"So cruel?" Yue Mochen was secretly shocked. It was not because of the words "kill with one palm", but in his opinion, what the four people did was completely unreasonable.