City Primordial Witch King

Chapter 853
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As soon as Daoist Yimeng finished speaking, dozens of masters of the Dragon Transformation Realm swarmed out, surrounding the casual cultivators without leaving a single gap.

"Master Yimeng, what do you mean?" Among the casual cultivators, a person who looked like the leader asked loudly.

"What do you mean? Don't you understand?" Daoist Yimeng smiled coldly, with a trace of disdain on the corner of his mouth, and said, "I'll spread the news and invite everyone in the world to guard Senior Feng together. Haven't you found out yet, why are you the only ones here? Is the assassin here?"

At this time, the casual cultivator who took the lead suddenly realized, with an annoyed expression on his face: "So it turns out that your invitation is just a cover. I'm afraid that even Yunmeng Mountain didn't spread the word, it's just to tell us."

"Of course." Yimeng Daoist replied unceremoniously.

"Why are you so sure that we will do what we do now after we know the news? If we don't move, wouldn't it be a waste of effort?" The casual cultivator who took the lead was still determined and worked hard asked.

"Because you are assassins and we are guardians! For us, as long as we can protect Senior Feng from waking up safely, and you need to do everything possible to assassinate, so when you have this opportunity, you will definitely have something to do." Take action!" Yimeng Daoist didn't hide anything, and replied directly.

To him, these rogue cultivators are all birds caught in a trap, unable to fly with wings, so it doesn't hurt to say a few more words.

The leading casual cultivator still seemed unwilling to give up. After hearing the answer, he wanted to ask more questions, but Master Yimeng raised his right hand and waved it lightly.

"boom!"

Countless magic weapons and flying swords hit the surrounded casual cultivators like raindrops. Those with poor cultivation were killed on the spot; only casual cultivators who had reached the Dragon Transformation Realm barely had a chance of surviving. .

After all, this time it was the three major factions plus all the masters above the Dragon Transformation Realm among the Free Casual Cultivators.

Facing the all-out blows of dozens of masters of the dragon transformation realm, only those who are also masters of the dragon transformation realm can barely survive.

After the first round of attacks, the entire side hall of Yunmeng Square was stained red with blood.

Except for a small number of masters at the Dragon Transformation Realm, all the disciples of the Elite League were slaughtered without mercy.

Long before the plan was implemented, Yimeng Daoist had already called a meeting of the three major sects and the masters of the Dragon Transformation Realm in the free casual practice, and discussed it for several hours in the Yunmeng Hall before finally finalizing the plan.

Once the plan is implemented, everyone will no longer have compassion, and will no longer care about the other party's status as a casual cultivator. As long as they belong to the Elite League, they will be killed without mercy!

The raindrops of magic weapons and flying swords lasted for a few minutes before it stopped. Among the surrounded casual cultivators, only a few people could barely stand, and among them was the figure of Daoist Shanwei.

However, at this critical juncture, he didn't dare to stand up casually, so he could only hide in the crowd, trying to disguise himself as an ordinary casual cultivator.

This is not the time to reveal his identity. Although the assassination plan has been seen through, his identity has not been revealed. No one knows that he is the leader of the Elite League, and no one knows that he is the mastermind behind the assassination of Shanfeng.

He can hide in the crowd, look for opportunities to escape, and leave the green hills behind, not afraid of running out of firewood!

As long as others are fine, after escaping, they will definitely find a chance to make a comeback.

The first round of attack was coming to an end, Yimeng Daoist suddenly raised his hand, signaled his masters of the dragon transformation realm to stop, and then loudly said to the surrounded casual cultivators: "Surrender! At this point, You can't escape, so why not just surrender, and save some bloodshed."

The world of self-cultivation has been at peace for a long time, but the number of masters above the level of dragon transformation has not increased, but has been decreasing over time. Therefore, every death of a person at the level of dragon transformation is a huge loss to the world of self-cultivation.

It's not that there is no other way, and Daoist Yimeng doesn't want to order to kill the masters of the Dragon Transformation Realm.

In his heart, he still hoped that these casual cultivators at the Dragon Transformation Realm could choose to surrender wisely, and hand over the mastermind who planned to assassinate Senior Feng, and then he would just pursue the culprit.

The rest of the Dragon Transformation masters who did not deeply participate in this assassination plan can be released as appropriate...

However, Yimeng Daoist's thoughts are still a bit too naive, can he be fooled by the kind-hearted walker to carry out dangerous assassination activities, especially if he can persuade him to surrender with a few words?
What's more, these dragon-forming masters all have unique skills and great strength, and they don't think they have no way out.

Therefore, as soon as the voice of Yimeng Daoist persuaded him to surrender, there was a series of laughter in the casual cultivator group.

"Cut! With you trash from the three major sects, how many men do you want to keep?"

"That's right, the three major factions are all a bunch of trash, if you want to keep some of the men, go ahead and dream!"

"Let's go and see!"

After a series of ridicules, a thick smoke suddenly rose from the group of casual cultivators, covering the entire venue in an instant, and the sight of everyone was blocked by the thick smoke, and they could only see clearly what was within one or two meters.

"Oops, everyone be careful, don't let these assassins escape!" Yimeng Daoist hurriedly warned loudly.

In fact, there was no need for Daoist Yimeng to remind him, everyone present were all masters at the Dragon Transformation Realm, and no one could react slower than him.

The thick smoke rose, and everyone dispersed cautiously immediately, and at the same time, they were on high alert, vigilant against those casual cultivators in the thick smoke.

However, their vigilance seemed unnecessary. After a few minutes, the thick smoke cleared, and the field became empty, not even a single figure.

"No, let them run away!" Yimeng Daoist's complexion changed drastically, and he shouted through gritted teeth.

"Don't worry, they can't escape." Hall Master Yuan suddenly said with a sneer, "Although no one is guarding the gate of Yunmeng Mountain, there are still people from Changshengtang and Xuantian Temple at the foot of Yunmeng Mountain. , Those people thought they could run away with the cover of thick smoke, but they didn't know that our people were already waiting."

"Oh? Hall Master Yuan really has a clever plan. Now that the personnel have been arranged, let's continue to catch up and don't let them run away!" Daoist Yimeng said righteously.

"Okay!" Everyone responded in unison, and then they all rose up with their swords and flew towards the outside of the mountain.

Shanwei Xingzhe had already left Yunmeng Mountain at this time, and he was accompanied by a group of Dragon Transformation masters from the Elite League, but he was not reconciled at all in his heart, even if the assassination plan failed repeatedly.

"Guys, if we escape in such a hurry, when that person wakes up and our identities are exposed, we will never even think about returning to the cultivation world!" He stood in front of the team and said loudly.

(End of this chapter)