Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen used the fastest speed. After a moment, they arrived at the position where Zi Qian was standing just now.
But one step later, Zi Qian had disappeared. Within a radius of a hundred feet, there was only a gray mist, and she could not be seen at all.
“Who is it?”
Zhang Ruochen took out the Snow Dragon Sword, his eyes sharp, and he stared in one of the directions.
His powerful mental power has already sensed the other party's position.
In the distance, in the mist, the sound of footsteps sounded.
A group of ragged warriors walked out, including old men over 70 years old and middle-aged men covered with beards; both male and female warriors.
There are about seventy people in their number. Although they are dressed in a very ragged manner, they look particularly embarrassed. Each of them has extremely sharp eyes, full of energy and murderous aura. They are definitely first-class martial arts masters.
Among the crowd, a white-haired old man stood next to Zi Qian and tightly clamped Zi Qian's shoulder with his fingers.
Five fingers were like five iron nails, locking Zi Qian's shoulders, stabbing out the bloody mouth of martial arts, and dripping blood flowed out.
Zi Qian bit her lips and teeth, stared at Zhang Ruochen standing opposite her, shook her head at him, and signaled Zhang Ruochen to escape soon.
Zhang Ruochen saw Zi Qian's eyes, but did not escape.
If he escapes, what will Zi Qian do?
A young man wearing a white martial arts robe and carrying two swords came out of the group of warriors, bowed to Huang Yanchen, and said, "I have met Senior Sister Huang, Senior Brother Zhang."
Huang Yanchen's eyes were cold and he stared at the young man standing opposite him, saying, "Mo Qinglong, I really didn't expect that you were a lurker in the black market, but you were hiding very well."
The young man standing opposite with two swords on his back was the seventh-ranked student in the West Courtyard, named Mo Qinglong.
During the quarterly assessment of the West Academy, Zhang Ruochen had seen Mo Qinglong fight with other students.
At that time, Zhang Ruochen could see that Mo Qinglong was hiding his strength and was definitely a young strong man who was hidden.
But I didn't expect that Mo Qinglong was actually a lurker.
Mo Qinglong shook his head and said, "We are not people in the black market, senior sister misunderstood!"
"The Moon Worshiping Demon Cult."
The prisoners imprisoned in the Chikong Secret Mansion, except for the evil people in the black market, are the members of the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect. As for other prisoners, they are basically scattered soldiers and are not afraid of it.
Huang Yanchen's eyes became solemn, staring at the more than 70 prisoners standing behind Mo Qinglong. It seemed that they were all masters of the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect.
The Moon Worshiping Demon Cult is even more terrifying than the black market.
Zhang Ruochen said: "We have no grudges with the Moon-Worshiping Demon Sect. If you want to leave, we will never stop you. But why do you want to capture Junior Sister Zi?"
Mo Qinglong said with a stiff face: "The seniors in the Divine Sect have been imprisoned in the Chikong Secret Palace for many years. They have neither weapons nor armor, and their physical fitness has also declined a lot, even if they rush out of Chikong.
The secret palace still cannot escape, and will definitely be suppressed by the strong men of the Wu City Academy. We only have one way to escape."
Mo Qinglong stared at Huang Yanchen and said, "If we want to escape from Tianmo Ridge safely, we must ask Senior Sister Huang for help."
Huang Yanchen said: "I'm afraid I can't help you."
Mo Qinglong shook his head and said, "Senior Sister Huang is the princess of Qianshui County. As long as we use Senior Sister Huang as hostages, the strong men in the Wu City Academy will definitely give in. Senior Sister Huang, I don't know if you are willing to save him."
Junior Sister Zi? As long as you promise to be our hostage and help us escape from Tianmo Ridge, we can release people now."
Huang Yanchen stared at Zi Qian and said, "I am not very familiar with her. Even if you kill her, what does it have to do with me?"
Mo Qinglong pondered for a moment, looked at Zhang Ruochen and said, "Senior Brother Zhang, with your relationship with Junior Sister Zi, should you watch her die at our hands?"
Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes and said, "How do you know that my relationship with Junior Sister Zi is very good?"
Zhang Ruochen and Zi Qian have a good relationship, but few people know about this!
How could Mo Qinglong know?
"Zhang Ruochen is indeed amazing. He can see this flaw. No wonder the little saint told me to be careful of him." Mo Qinglong said in his heart.
The reason why the prisoners of the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect came to capture Huang Yanchen was also the strategy made by the little saint.
Before entering the Chikong Secret Mansion, Mo Qinglong received a secret letter from the little saint.
In the secret letter, the little saint mentioned that if you want to rescue the prisoners of the Divine Cult from the Chikong Secret Mansion, you must catch Huang Yanchen and take Huang Yanchen as a hostage to escape the pursuit of the powerful people in the Wushi Academy.
Mo Qinglong didn't know the identity of the little saint, but he was sure that the little saint was also lurking in the Wu City Academy.
Mo Qinglong was calm and not affected by Zhang Ruochen's words. He continued: "Zhang Ruochen, if you persuade Senior Sister Huang to be our hostage, we can let Junior Sister Zi go now. When we leave Tianmo Ridge, Senior Sister Huang will be let go,
Never break your promise.”
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "I can't persuade her."
Mo Qinglong sighed and said, "The Moon Worshiping God Cult is different from the black market. Since you have made a promise, you will definitely not regret it. You should believe us. Besides, there are many masters of the God Cult. If you really start, you
I may not be able to escape with Senior Sister Huang.”
"Why are you talking so much nonsense to them? Kill this girl now and then capture Princess Yanchen."
The old man with white hair that clasped Zi Qian's shoulder had a violent look in his eyes. He raised his arm and slapped Zi Qian's head with a palm.
He made a very ruthless move, as if he was about to break Zi Qian's head.
Zhang Ruochen's face changed and he immediately released the space domain, covering a space of ninety meters.
The Yujing true energy surged out from Zhang Ruochen's palm and merged into the space field to form the power of space solidification, which set the white-haired old man's arm in mid-air without falling.
The white-haired old man was only in the great perfection of Xuanji Realm and could not break through the suppression of the space domain.
"Swish!"
Zhang Ruochen mobilized his true energy to the meridians on his legs, and stepped on his footwork and turned into a afterimage. His speed was as fast as a wind, rushing to Zi Qian, wanting to take her away.
"Hehe! Boy, you are too young to steal people from our Moon Worshiping Sect!"
A bald man more than two meters tall jumped up and landed on the right side of Zhang Ruochen, mobilizing the small amount of true energy left in his body, and punched Zhang Ruochen's waist.
The bald man's cultivation level reached the middle stage of the Earth Extreme Realm. He was once a helm leader of the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect. He also practiced a powerful technique called "The Great Vajra Martial Arts".
Once the true energy is activated, a layer of golden light will be covered with the surface of the skin, and the body will feel like it has been made of gold and copper.
Zhang Ruochen untied Zi Qian's confinement with one hand, raised his other hand quickly and swung his sword at the bald man.
"Swish!"
The ice sword energy, which is more than ten meters long, flew out from the sword body like a white line flying past the big bald man's chest.
A puff.
The sharp sword energy broke the bald man's chest, leaving behind a bloody mouth more than one foot long, and even his ribs were cut off several.
The bald man flew back and fell to the ground, with blood flowing from his chest and seriously injured.
"Let's take action together and take them all."
Han Sanfu stood among the many masters of the Demon Sect, with a calm face, cold eyes, and a mountain-like body emitting a powerful martial arts aura.
He was once the chief leader of the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect, and his cultivation reached the ultimate level of great perfection, and he had extremely high prestige among the Demon Sects.
The sounds made in Han Sanfu's mouth, each word like a muffled thunder, exploded in Zhang Ruochen's ears, making Zhang Ruochen retreat continuously, and the meridians and blood in his body seemed to be about to collapse.
With Han Sanfu's orders, the twelve powerful men from the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect attacked Zhang Ruochen at the same time.
Zhang Ruochen took out the battle map that Luo Shuihan gave him, opened the battle map, and injected the true energy into the picture scroll continuously.
The surface of the battle map emits a bloody red glow.
"Wow!"
Dozens of huge leopard-headed blood bats flew out of the scroll. They showed their sharp blood teeth, slapping their flesh wings, and rushed towards the twelve masters of the Moon-Worshiping Demon Sect.
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This chapter counts as No. 29, and there is another chapter.