Xu Yang suppressed his shock. The three Xuanshi took action at the same time, and the Qimen Assassination Team was destined to be destroyed here.

Xu Yang who was watching from the side was so shocked. The bitterness in his hearts such as Song Ren and other members of the Qimen Assassination Team were in the killing situation.

"We are just outside disciples of Qimen Taoist temple, not from Qimen!" Liu Zishan shouted, "I am willing to leave Qimen Taoist temple and join Huoyun Taoist temple! Please take care of the guides!"

"Interesting," Hong Xi, with a pale and thin face, sneered, "Song Ren, your Qimen Dojo is not well managed, and your disciples are begging to transfer to my Huoyun Dojo."

Wei Haoshan, with a scar on his face, said impatiently: "Kill them together, don't let the news leak out." He took the lead and punched Song Ren.

The punch roared, and a fiery red mysterious power burst out. Not only Song Ren, who was the first to bear the brunt, but also the apprentice of Qimen Taoist Temple behind him looked horrified and felt the rich mysterious power of fire.

"The internal energy is released outside, this is the realm of the Xuanshi..." Xu Yang saw Wei Haoshan's punch, and faintly brought out the sound of a tiger's roar. The fire mysterious power released outside had a faint prototype of a fierce tiger. He was shocked, "This scar-faced Xuanshi, who is surnamed Wei, is already at the peak of Xuanshi's cultivation level, and is close to Xuanshi!"

Song Ren looked dark and could not resist Wei Haoshan, let alone Hong Xi and Lu Zhuo who were in the late Xuanshi period were rushing to the formation? But he couldn't sit and wait for death, so he had to gather his Xuan power to meet the enemy.

Song Ren's body shook, his bones exploded, and the dark yellow earth-black power condensed on his fists. He suddenly blasted towards the ground, and with a sound of Kara, he pulled out again, and two huge rock-like fist gloves had already spread to his arms.

"Drink!" Song Ren's dark yellow fist hit, with the mysterious power connected, the explosion roaring, and gravel and mud and sand splashing everywhere.

"Okay, it's true that he is the mysterious power of the earth and is good at defending. Come again!" Wei Haoshan's eyes lit up, and his bones burst out like beads. His aura suddenly increased to a higher level, and he shouted with anger: "Lan Yan Gun!"

Wei Haoshan's fire mysterious power suddenly condensed into a huge flame spear and shot at Song Ren angrily.

Song Ren felt the hot flame breath, and his hair and eyebrows had a faint burnt smell. He felt a stern sound in his heart. When he touched his hands, the earth's mysterious power gushed out, condensing into a huge shield as thick as a mountain.

"The Lan Yan Gun is a middle-grade mysterious technique in the human class, and the 'Xinhuan Shield' used by Song Ren is only a low-grade human class. In addition, Wei Haoshan's strength is higher than Song Ren, this mysterious technique competition should be able to determine the outcome." Xu Yang's eyes flashed and he secretly analyzed.

At the same time, Hong Xi and Lu Zhuo also rush into the group of ascetic monks and disciples in Qimen Taoist temple with a strange smile.

This is a massacre. Xuantu, who had not cultivated into a Xuan power turbine, was powerless to stop him from facing two late Xuanshi masters.

It’s not that no one resisted, but Hong Xi and Lu Zhuo didn’t even use the mysterious technique. With their physical strength, they raised their hands and knocked the rebels to fly away, and the sound of bones breaking kept ringing.

Wei Haoshan's "lan Yan Gun" shot Song Ren's "black turtle shield" into a dark yellow scattered mysterious energy, scattering everywhere.

Song Ren sprayed blood in his mouth, his body was pulled away by the huge force of the "Lan Yan Gun", and his sternum was broken. During the knockout, he coughed in pain, and a small piece of internal organ was spit out.

"Hmph, Xuan Shi's late-stage strength is one level lower than mine, and he also wants to compete?" Wei Haoshan snorted proudly. It happened that a disciple from Qimen Taoist temple escaped from him, and was caught up by him, raised his hand and patted it into a meat pie.

Xuanshi's strength is much stronger than Xuantu. After condensing the Xuanpower turbine, Xuanpower will spontaneously improve physical fitness and improve physical strength. Wei Haoshan, without using Xuanpower, his physical strength is more than fifty junctions, which is ten times that of ordinary Xuantu.

There were more than ten Xuan disciples who could not pose any threat at all and were killed by three Xuan soldiers like wolves and tigers.

"Please let me go, three mentors, I am willing to join the Huoyun Temple..." Liu Zishan never dared to resist, knelt down and begged for mercy, and kowtowed continuously.

The three guides of the Huoyun Dojo looked at each other and all smiled grimly.

"You are the guy who digs the ashes? It's interesting, but today's incident cannot leak the news." Hong Xi said softly.

"Disciple must keep its mouth shut!" Liu Zishan was overjoyed and took the leather bag and presented it. "This is the ashes grass picked by the disciple. Please accept it with a smile."

Hong Xi took the leather bag, snorted, and put away the ashes. When he reached the Xuanshi realm, he was no longer looking down on this kind of mortal medicine that was not of grade.

"How can I believe your promise?" Hong Xi sneered, "In this operation, the three of us did not even bring the disciples of this temple... You said that we can't even believe the disciples of this temple, and will we believe you, an outside disciple?"

Liu Zishan's face turned pale again.

"And, not only are the ashes grass growing here, but also... the flame flowers," Hong Xi still whispered softly, "Do you think the people in our Huoyun Dojo are fools. After discovering the ashes grass, you won't go to investigate? It seems that you are not only soft, but also very greedy."

Liu Zishan's face was as pale as paper. He trembled and took out a small bag from his waist, handed it over, and said in tears: "It's all my fault that the disciple was confused for a moment. Please ask the tutor to show his hands high!"

"Okay, stop playing the game of cat and mouse," Wei Haoran walked up, grabbed the flame flowers, and snorted coldly, "Boy, just give up. Next year will be your death day."

Looking at Wei Haoran's raised palm, Liu Zishan looked frightened, and he suddenly shouted: "No, there is still someone... there is still one person in our team that is not dead!"

Wei Haoran put down his arm, and he was a little curious.

"Who else?"

"I'll let me go, will I let me go?" Liu Zishan looked hopeful.

"Well, if you said it is true, I will spare your life. What's wrong?" Hong Xi sneered, with a deep sarcasm flashing in his eyes.

"That person is called Xu Yang, not a disciple of Qimen Taoist temple. When we found the ashes, he said he wanted to go to Xiaojie, but he never came..." Liu Zishan said as if he was shaking his lips and pouring beans on the bamboo tube.

"Well, it's interesting." After hearing this, Hong Xi asked Xu Yang twice about his clothes and appearance, and slapped Liu Zishan's Tianling cover with a casual slap.

Liu Zishan still had a smile that had survived the disaster on his face. Suddenly his smile froze. An unbelievable look flashed in his eyes and he fell to the sky.

"Come their bodies together and burn them up," Hong Xi wiped his hands and said slowly, "This is called destroying corpses. Even if someone comes to investigate in Qimen Taoist temple, he will not find anything."

"What's the effort? The smell of blood in this place will attract wild animals. In less than a day, even a whole body will not be left behind. Burning the corpse and leaving remains will also aggravate the suspicion of Qimen Taoist temple." Wei Haoran said disapprovingly.

Lu Zhuo had already been checking through the dead. He didn't care much about the Xuanzun's leather bags, but walked to Song Ren's body.

"In the late stage of Xuanshi, there were only two sets of clothes, a few pieces of dry food, and a map." Lu Zhuo looked over Song Ren's package, snorted disdainfully, and threw the leather bag back to the ground.

"In the end, the guy said that the fish that missed the net must be guarded," Hong Xi's face was a little solemn. "The master of the sect told me that the three of us should take action together in order not to leak the news and be clean and neat."

"Search around the mountain and find an abnormality and kill it on the spot." Wei Haoran said it very simply and acted very quickly. He jumped two or three times and left the valley.

Hong Xi and Lu Zhuo then left.

Xu Yang was not angry about Liu Zishan's final betrayal. It had happened, and it was meaningless to resent a dead person.

Xu Yang climbed quietly from Gaogang, and he quickly approached the cliff.

"Three Xuanshi thought that I would have to escape from here when I discovered the scene here, so the place where this incident happened is the safest place for the time being. Once they finish the search, they will definitely meet here, and then it will be dangerous."

The reason why Xu Yang took the risk to approach was to get a map of the Giant Python Mountains. There were strange beasts here, which was too dangerous for him in the Xuantu stage and should not stay for a long time.

Pulling a green vine, Xu Yang slowly landed on the ground. He quietly touched the side of mentor Song Ren, opened his leather bag, and took out a cloth painted with mountains, rivers and roads.

"This is the map of the Giant Python Mountains..." Xu Yang felt joy in his heart, and a route of hard work was marked on it, twisting and turning, and he made a big arc and returned to the original place - Linyuan City.

Suddenly, Xu Yang's ankles tightened, and one hand seemed to grab his ankles.

Xu Yang was startled. Even though he was brave, cold sweat broke out on his forehead and turned around quickly.

Looking back, Xu Yang breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be the teacher Song Ren. This Xuanshi was not dead yet, and he had half of his breath left. However, his current situation must be too late to turn things around.

"Xu Yang..." Mentor Song Ren said with difficulty, "I, I'm almost dead..."

Xu Yang nodded, looked into the eyes of the mentor Song Ren and said, "I know, but I can't save you."

"No... don't need to save me..." Song Ren coughed, and dark red blood foam was overflowing from his mouth, "I have something, please..."

"Tell me," Xu Yang said lightly, "As long as it is not too troublesome, I can agree. Just think it is your friendship with me after talking to you."

Song Ren smiled bitterly: "I...I know, you have a grudge in your heart, blame me... for being indulged, let Lu Song and others bully you...I apologize to you..."

Xu Yang did not argue, but Song Ren was talking about the facts. This is also reasonable. He was not a disciple of Qimen Taoist temple. He joined this asceticism team. It was just a coincidence. As disciples of the Taoist temple, Lu Song and others bullied a waste, so Song Ren certainly would not care about it.
Chapter completed!