Chapter 133 First Battle of Congdan Wuhou

  On the border of Tingyang County, inside a dilapidated county town.

  Two Taoist priests with a hint of haste on their faces attracted the attention of the surrounding people.

  The pure Yang Taoist's eyes were already filled with anger, but he still forcibly suppressed his temper and transmitted a sound to the distant long-shirted woman: "Xiao gentleman, is this correct this time?"

  Xiao Xiangwei's face showed a hint of chill: "Escaped again."

  For a whole ten days, that aura went back and forth, taking several people through almost the entire Tingyang County.

  At its farthest, it's about 400 or 500 miles away, and at its closest, it's right next door somewhere.

  But as soon as they sensed a slight movement, the other party immediately fled, and several people used all their strength to barely keep up.

  Xiao Xiangwei even felt that the main reason for getting lost was that Yan Xiangkong would stop and wait for a while every time.

  This is simply ridiculous!

  She turned around and walked towards Shen Yi, saying in a low voice: "It was my misjudgment, wasting so much of your time."

  I thought that thieving king had some sense of propriety and would know when to stop joking around, after all his wife's life was still in the general's hands.

  Who would have thought that this time it would be so arrogant, even if he could escape, could his Ping Sha Valley still escape?!

  "It has nothing to do with you."

  Shen Yi shook her head, her emotions still relatively calm.

  This time, even if nothing was gained, at least it's a gain in experience. The difference in speed between the same realms is astonishing.

  Two Taoists walked back and did not vent their grievances on the people in the imperial court, one was that they did not dare to, and two was that Mr. Shen's recent performance had indeed surprised them a little.

  Originally thought that the other party would drag their feet, unexpectedly this young man was not slower than these group of martial artists in the Dan stage, and even still had spare energy.

  "The poor Tao suggests that the Town Demon Division surrounds Ping Sha Valley, beheads his disciples and grandchildren, takes away his carefree riding wind technique, and sees where this thief's head will escape!" The pure Yang Taoist clenched his fists in anger.

  As a force in the Jianghu, Baiyun Guan seems not afraid at all to bring this fire upon himself.

  Xiao Xiangwei glanced at him and estimated that only this group of cow noses could make the Demon-Slaying Department unable to find any faults for so many years.

  "Don't say such useless words." Qing Jing Dao Ren slightly furrowed his brow, feeling a slight headache: "If we go further forward, we'll thoroughly leave the twelve counties of Qingzhou. I'm really starting to suspect that Yan Xing is colluding with demons and wants to lure us out."

  Otherwise, it is impossible to explain their behavior in recent days.

  "What's there to fear? Lord Shen will rest in the city for now, and wait for us to go out and capture this rebel leader." The Pure Yang Taoist seemed confident, but actually hid a few concerns in his words, otherwise he wouldn't have wanted Shen Yi to stay behind.

  Even if they were all famous masters outside Qingzhou, they wouldn't be able to protect each other.

  It's okay to go out on ordinary days, but now it's clearly being led out step by step, and the danger is even greater.

  The two Taoists quieted down and waited for the woman's order.

  Xiao Xiangwei turned around and looked at Shen Yi, without interrupting his judgment.

  Seeing this, Qingjing Daoren suddenly remembered the words spoken by the other party earlier, saying that Shen Daren was in charge, and it turned out that it was not just a pretence, but this young man was actually in control of everything.

  He felt a slight sense of surprise in his heart, could it be that besides being good at rushing to get things done, the other person actually had some other skills?

  "If he still doesn't stop even after reaching outside Qingzhou, can we then surround and capture Pingsha Valley?"

  The young man didn't seem disappointed at all, but instead, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. Xiao Xiangwei was slightly surprised and chuckled: "How come you're interested in this kind of thing? Did you also go to Qingfeng Mountain last time?"

  She nodded firmly: "This time he has gone too far."

  Not to mention kneeling outside the General's mansion for a night, even if one's legs were broken, it was not an excuse to lead the demon-catching person into the demon's territory.

  "One last chase."

  Shen Yi walked towards the outskirts of the county town, now besides Tian Xu's Precious Bow and Er Yi's True Intent, he was also interested in Zei Wang's carefree riding wind technique.

  Of course, one's own strength is limited.

  If it really doesn't work out, then I can only give up.

  ……

  700 li outside of Tingyang County, having completely left the boundaries of Qingzhou.

  The towering mountain range in front of them was rugged and precipitous, like a giant beast crouching, seemingly calm, but making the two Taoists increasingly uneasy.

  Such a vast territory, yet without a hint of evil spirit.

  This is an extremely rare case.

  There is only one situation in which a group of demons will yield, and that is when they know there is an existence here that they cannot afford to offend.

  Xiao Xiangwei divided the breath in her hand into four strands, unsure whether to feel relieved or solemn: "He's not moving... Four sides are surrounded, try not to disturb other things."

  "I'm traveling with Lord Shen." The Pure Yang Taoist took one of them.

  "It's unnecessary." Shen Yi also caught his breath. According to Xiao Xiangwei's judgment, 700 li was already the limit of the safe range. Going deeper would make it easy to get stuck and unable to escape.

  Since it's the last chance, naturally want to ensure no mistakes.

  The two Taoists exchanged a glance, but didn't say anything more. Being in such a dangerous place made even them feel tense, and they had no mood to persuade each other's stubbornness.

  Several people quickly distributed the route and surrounded it in the direction guided by their breath.

  “……”

  Alone and unaccompanied, I make my way through the dense forest.

  Although Shen Yi's expression was serious and solemn, his movements seemed even more relaxed than before.

  Just like in Heishi Pond, truly entering this mountain forest, the divine powers of the Mountain Lord in the nine transformations of immortals and demons are fully exerted.

  Although no breath was released, whether it was the rugged mountain road underfoot or the surrounding trees that blocked out the sky.

  To him, they were no obstacles, but rather extremely intimate.

  Even his senses became clearer, and every blade of grass and tree beside him seemed to come alive.

  Suddenly, Shen Yi stopped in her tracks and quietly looked ahead.

  In the silent thorny thicket, after a long time, a long sigh finally came out.

  Right behind, a tall figure slowly walked out.

  The man's hair was disheveled, with a hint of intoxication from drinking, his eyes were bloodshot, looking extremely decadent.

  He licked his dry, cracked lips and glanced at Shen Yi casually, his voice hoarse: "If I'm not mistaken, Yan stole the Tian Kun Po Ri bow from You Long Tao, not leftovers from the Zhen Mo Jiang Jun Fu. He sent someone like you to investigate?"

  The man rubbed his temples and said, "Alright, it's none of your business with your level of cultivation as a demon catcher. I'm here to kill demons, not feed them."

  He waved his hand in disgust: "Get out of here."

  Before he finished speaking, a black figure suddenly appeared in the man's line of sight. Immediately after, a swift and ruthless knee strike hit his abdomen, followed by a palm sealing off the major artery on his right leg.

  Swallowing air, he felt a tearing pain, his eyes suddenly widened, and blood mixed with alcohol spurted out of his mouth.

  Instinctively bursting out with a thick aura belonging to the Cheng Dan realm, he strained his strength to pull open a distance of three feet.

  With this short distance, his figure was like a whirlwind sweeping across, and in an instant he had vanished into thin air.

  “……”

  Shen Yi's long knife had just left its scabbard when he found that there was nothing in front of him.

  He silently pressed the blade back in, originally intending to grab hold of his opponent and interrogate him, but he really hadn't expected... a leg could run this fast?

  (End of chapter)