At the same time, in a remote and deserted grove outside the Great Wilderness City, Ye Zhou, wearing a black robe and hiding his aura, was standing in front of a huge rock waiting for the girl to arrive.

But he waited for half an hour, and the girl did not come. If the girl had not sworn to the Heaven, he would have thought that the girl had run away with the Kunwu sacred tree.

About a quarter of an hour later, Ye Zhou finally heard someone flying towards him, but the person's breath was messy and obviously injured, and there were two other sounds of flying swords breaking through the air behind him.

If Ye Zhou was not familiar with the girl's breath, he would probably think that his plan was discovered by Master Yu and the girl was running for her life with injuries.

Seeing that the person coming was not the girl, Ye Zhou did not want to cause trouble. Before the person found him, he concealed his breath and used his body skills to quickly hide in a dense bush.

Ye Zhou hid his figure for only a few breaths, and then three figures fell from the sky and landed in the grove. The leader was a middle-aged male cultivator in the middle stage of the Jindan period. He was wearing a gray shirt with a little blood on his chest. His spiritual power was almost exhausted and he was obviously injured.

The two people who landed after him were both wearing black robes and masks. As soon as they landed, they surrounded the gray-shirted male cultivator from the left and right, surrounding him in the middle.

The black-robed monk holding a giant axe on the left slowly approached the gray-shirted male cultivator. The giant axe in his hand flashed with dazzling white light. As soon as he opened his mouth, he uttered a sharp and piercing male voice: "You want to escape from us brothers, can you escape? It's better to surrender and go back with us brothers obediently. We may be merciful and give you a quick death."

As he spoke, a breath of late Jindan period was released from the black-robed monk.

The other black-robed monk, who was also in the late Jindan stage, holding two swords, did not speak, but was approaching the gray-shirted male cultivator step by step, looking for an opportunity to attack.

Seeing the two men like this, Ye Zhou knew that they wanted to capture the gray-shirted male cultivator alive, otherwise, with their late Jindan stage cultivation, they would definitely not let the gray-shirted male cultivator have a chance to escape from them.

The gray-shirted male cultivator's face turned pale, knowing that he could not escape this time, and gritted his teeth and said: "You are dreaming! Don't think I don't know what you are doing by taking the monks back. I tell you, I will not be caught by you even if I explode myself."

As he said that, the aura in the gray-shirted male cultivator's dantian surged.

The black-robed monk holding the giant axe was shocked: "No, he is going to explode himself! Stop him quickly!"

The two black-robed monks attacked at the same time, and two thin chains wrapped in gray mist flew out from their sleeves and shot directly at the gray-shirted male cultivator.

Seeing this, the gray-shirted male cultivator accelerated the self-explosion.

A terrifying aura was released from the gray-shirted male cultivator's body, and the spiritual power around the gray-shirted male cultivator fluctuated violently, and it was obvious that he was on the verge of self-destruction.

At this moment, the two chains had already flown in front of the gray-shirted male cultivator, and they were wrapped around the gray-shirted male cultivator like a python. The gray mist attached to the chains was like a living thing, and quickly drilled into the gray-shirted male cultivator's dantian.

The gray-shirted male cultivator raised his head and screamed, and big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. The terrifying aura released from his body disappeared instantly, and the violent spiritual power in his body had also calmed down.

"Clang!"

The flying sword that was originally suspended in front of the gray-shirted male cultivator lost its spiritual power supply, and the spiritual light dissipated and fell to the ground.

The self-destruction of the gray-shirted male cultivator was forcibly stopped by the two strange chains.

"The gray mist attached to these two chains looks so familiar."

Ye Zhou, who was hiding nearby, muttered to himself in his heart.

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