Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Linlang gnashed her teeth and said loudly: "You bastard, you actually planted a spy in my house."

Xing Yezui seemed to want to hold back his laughter, but he laughed in the end, pointing at Linlang and said: "You can send a spy, so why can't I? Even if I do, so what? I didn't expect that you, a fool, would really believe it after hearing a little news."

"Drunkard, others have told me that you are crazy, but I never believed it. I didn't expect that my guess was right. You may not be ranked first in the rotation of cultivation in Dongjun, but you are definitely the best choice when it comes to scheming and strategy. It seems that I have to get rid of you today."

"Drunkard" Yezui stared at Linlang opposite him with the eyes of a fool, and said for a long time: "You just gave me such a high evaluation, why do you suddenly have such an idiotic idea now. Do you think that with the thirteen kittens under your command, you can keep my life?"

As soon as Xing Yezui finished speaking, Linlang's face suddenly became gloomy. Although he had always guessed that there were spies in the mansion, he did not expect that the spies were hidden so deeply, and they obviously occupied an important position in the mansion. He also secretly made up his mind that he would find out the spies at all costs after returning to the mansion this time.

But at this time, even if the other party knew his hidden hand, he had to try to get rid of the "big enemy" in front of him. A whistle sounded in his mouth, and soon thirteen golden figures appeared on the surrounding walls. These thirteen people were all wearing golden armor, which was particularly conspicuous under the sun. From their cultivation, all of them were in the muscle-hardening stage, but there were only three people in the late muscle-hardening stage.

Xing Yezui glanced at the surrounding walls with sleepy eyes, curled his lips with disdain and said: "This is the 'hidden hand' you have carefully cultivated for more than ten years. Frankly speaking, it's really not very good."

Although no one of the thirteen golden figures on the surrounding walls spoke, the aura around them had changed slightly. It can be guessed that Xing Yezui's words just now deeply hurt their self-esteem. Although these people obeyed the master Linlang's words, the self-esteem of warriors could not be insulted.

Although Xing Yezui remained calm, he saw all this clearly. He shook his head gently and said, "Since you are dissatisfied, let my brothers come out to meet everyone."

As he said that, Xing Yezui took a delicate black gourd from his waist. He pulled out the cork and leaned over to smell it lightly. Then he frowned, but instantly turned into a comfortable expression, and then said to himself: "This wine really makes me love and hate it, but I will conquer you sooner or later."

After speaking, he raised his head and took a big sip into his mouth. But seeing that his throat only rolled slightly, he probably only swallowed a small half of the wine. Then his cheeks bulged, raised his palm and made a crisp sound with two fingers, and then a ball of gray-black wine came out of his mouth.

There was something in Xing Yezui's fingers. When he made a sound, sparks also flew out. The wine mist from his mouth caught fire as soon as it came into contact with fire, and the fire was extremely fierce. It was hard to imagine that Xing Yezui's breath was so powerful. The wine mist that had just ignited rushed into the sky and flew directly dozens of feet high before slowly stopping.

At this moment, even if it was more than ten miles away from Yancheng, such an obvious line of fire could be clearly seen rising into the sky. Under such a strong spit, all the wine in his mouth was soon spit out. Xing Yezui wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth casually and said indifferently: "I accidentally made such a big noise."

Linlang had been watching all this coldly. He was not surprised at all that Xing Yezui could spit out such an exaggerated line of fire. Although the thirteen golden armored warriors on the wall did not show any abnormality on the surface, many people's armor was already wet with sweat.

Suddenly, black shadows flew from everywhere, and these people were all wearing sleeveless black short shirts. The hair was cut very short but very neat, and there was no cover on the appearance. She looked like she was just over 30 years old. They were very fast, and they arrived at the main gate of the Commander's Mansion in a few blinks of an eye.

The first person to arrive didn't care about the people behind him at all, and stepped through the black gate and walked inside. They seemed to have arranged it in advance, and the people who came later immediately stood in their positions. There were three of them in a row, a total of two rows, and the one who walked in the front was actually a woman.

The woman also had a flat short haircut like other men. Although her appearance was not very good-looking, she had a heroic spirit, giving people a unique feeling. This woman walked at the front of the team. The six men in the eighth and ninth levels of the Tempering Muscles Stage behind her did not show any dissatisfaction, but looked at the woman with a hint of admiration.

Because this woman was actually a strong man who had half a foot in the Qi Refining Stage. This kind of strength is not uncommon on the mainland, but people who can achieve this at the age of about 30 are not everywhere. Uncle Tian's strength is also half a step into the Qi Refining Stage, but after all, Uncle Tian is already over fifty years old.

But the person in front of him not only reached the Qi Refining Stage at around thirty years old, but also looked at the special way of her spiritual energy circulation, and she had actually begun to absorb spiritual energy with special attributes. This is a sign of breaking through the barrier and her cultivation is about to be stabilized at the first level of the Sensing Qi Stage.

When the thirteen golden figures appeared, they were still imposing. But when these seven people appeared, the thirteen people seemed a little ridiculous. Although the thirteen people are all muscle-tempering stage warriors, only two of them have reached the ninth level of the tendon-tempering stage. Most of the others are in the middle stage of tendon-tempering stage, and there are still three people in the early stage of tendon-tempering stage.

On the other hand, Xing Yezui's party of seven people, of the six male warriors, four were at the ninth level of tendon tempering, and two were at the eighth level. That woman is even closer to the Qi-sensing stage. With her current cultivation level, she can compete with Zhang Yu in a fair duel.

Just as these seven people arrived, the tense atmosphere here became more intense. Although judging from strength alone, Xing Yezui's side should have the advantage. But everyone on Linlang's side looks confident, and they may have prepared extremely powerful back-up tactics.

But no one who can come here is fully prepared. Therefore, the real judgment of superiority can only be determined after a hard fight.

But at this moment, there were suddenly many chaotic footsteps at the door, and a rough man walked into the door first among the crowds of people. Then he saw hundreds of corpses inside the first gate, as well as the miserable appearance of those people who died. This scene brought a strong visual impact to people and shocked a large group of people who came in.

Then after passing through the second gate, there was another purgatory-like scene on earth. When the rough man saw the two people confronting each other, he was stunned for a moment, but he immediately understood something.

"It turns out that Brother 'Drunk Maniac' is here. It seems that I came here a little late. It seems that these are all your generous efforts."

Xing Yezui glanced at him with a complicated expression. The rough man who had just arrived said hesitantly: "I didn't do these. I haven't killed anyone since I got here. I just killed the one who caused such damage." The young man was saved. However, my Lord, it seems that you are really late, and not just 'some'."

The person who just arrived was Anxiong, the lord of Yancheng, who was known as the "violent bear". When An Xiong heard Xing Yezui's words, he said to himself in shock: "Young man, you can't do it. Did Zuo Feng do it? You, you rescued him... Could it be that Zhang Yu and his two dog-legged managers also did it?" He defeated it.”

Xing Yezui's face now showed a subtle hint of disgust, but he still nodded reluctantly. On the surface, Anxiong is extremely generous and treats others very appropriately. But this man was extremely worldly and slippery on the inside. Xing Yezui had made friends with him at first, but over time he got to know this man clearly.

Later, Xing Yezui began to distance himself from An Xiong appropriately. Anxiong was also a very deep man in the city, and he saw that Xing Yezui didn't care about the position of county governor, so he didn't have much contact with him after that. But at this time, there was a trace of anger on Xing Yezui's face, and he said in a somewhat unkind tone: "If you had come a moment earlier, there might still be room for things to change."

Anxiong smiled awkwardly, then rubbed his hands to explain something. Seeing his appearance, Xing Yezui was too lazy to say anything more, so he raised his hand and pointed not far behind him.

This empty space was very messy. There were more than twenty corpses on the ground alone, and there was a huge bird-shaped monster not far away. Moreover, when Zuo Feng beat Zhang Yu violently before, he had completely destroyed the ground here. It wasn't until he looked in the direction Xing Yezui pointed that Anxiong noticed a familiar figure lying on his side with his back to him.

Anxiong's heart tightened the moment he saw this figure. The figure and clothes were so familiar that he recognized it immediately. But his hands were shaking but he didn't dare to take a step forward. At this time, Uncle Tian also saw the figure, but he immediately rushed over desperately, helped the delicate figure up, turned his head and said loudly: "The city lord is Miss Anya."

An Xiong seemed to be hit by the sound. He staggered back two steps and said in a trembling voice: "She. How is she?"

After Uncle Tian turned around and examined her carefully, he felt a little relieved and said, "The eldest lady's life is not in danger. Her injuries are not serious, but she is not seriously injured. She just seems to have symptoms of poisoning."

When Anxiong heard that Anya's life was not in danger, he softened his voice slightly and said to himself: "It's good that it's not in danger. Fortunately, it's not in danger. It's just poison."

However, Xing Yezui snorted coldly and said harshly: "Is it just poisoning? Your daughter was poisoned by the 'soul-transforming liquid'."

Anxiong's expression changed drastically again, and he shouted in shock: "How could it be the 'soul-transforming liquid'!"