The director is a god... stick!

A pair of eyes that concealed deep anger locked tightly on Wu Yong who was manipulating silk threads wrapped around his fingers.

Xiao Baimo's face turned cold, he gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "How dare you..."

In addition to human voices, his words were even faintly mixed with the hoarse growls of wild beasts. Obviously, at this moment, he was unprecedentedly angry.

Wu Yong tightly clenched the silk thread on his fingers with both hands, and stared at Xiao Baimo who appeared suddenly with extremely vigilant eyes with a pair of cloudy eyes, already thinking in his heart that he came here on purpose to save people.

"Oh, so you and this little Taoist are in the same group..."

He forced a grin to be calm, then raised the sharp thin thread that he was pulling on Xuan Yi's body, and said threateningly: "Then don't act rashly."

"Otherwise, this net array that kills people without blood can tear your companions to pieces in an instant!"

Countless threads as thin as hair shone slightly translucent in the sun, one after another, wrapped around Xuan Yi's body, and it seemed a little fragile and beautiful for a while.

Seeing that human being on the opposite side dared to threaten Xuan Yi in front of his own eyes, Xiao Baimo's eyes were extremely cold, looking at him as if he was looking at a dead person, the fingertips of both hands faintly exerted force, just about to explode...

"Mr. Xiao!"

Just when he was about to make a move, Xuan Yi, who was in the center of the net formation, suddenly called out to him.

Hearing his voice suddenly, Xiao Baimo's condensed momentum dissipated immediately, and he hurriedly looked over to him.

Xuan Yi's body is like a pine and cypress, standing straight with his waist, frowning slightly at this time, he said to Xiao Baimo who was about to strike: "Mr. Xiao, this person is the one I want to capture, please don't interfere."

Xiao Baimo was slightly taken aback: "But..."

"No but." Xuan Yi frowned even tighter: "This is my own business."

Xiao Baimo stopped talking, but a faint grievance appeared in the depths of his blank eyes.

Looking at the grievance that suddenly appeared in the eyes of the other party, Xuan Yi, who had just said a few hard words, couldn't help but soften a little.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally couldn't help but add another sentence: "Don't worry, I will be fine."

Xiao Baimo replied in a depressed mood.

He lowered his head, depressed alone, and kicked away a small stone at his feet.

After a while, he still couldn't help raising his head and asked, "Master Daoist, are you angry?"

Xuan Yi: "..."

"No." He turned his head a little indifferently, not looking at the other party: "Why should I be angry?"

Xiao Baimo: "...you are indeed angry."

He lowered his eyes slightly, and said while thinking: "And the reason why the Taoist priest is angry is because of me?"

During this period of time, except for the phone call at the beginning, he never had any other contact with the other party, and he never took the initiative to report his safety.

Xuan Yi never knew what he was going to do, let alone whether he was safe or not during this period of time, so although he didn't show it on the surface, he should have been secretly worried in his heart.

At this time, Xuan Yi, who was still in the center of the network array, didn't know the other party's mental activities, but after hearing the other party's conclusion, he frowned even tighter, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Xiao, you are serious. .”

"You and I are naturally very good friends, why should I be angry with you?"

Even so, when he was speaking, the tips of his ears protruding from his black hair were quietly showing a thin layer of red.

'You even called "you" when you spoke, so you're not angry? '

Looking at Xuan Yi's rosy ear tips, Xiao Baimo thought to himself.

"Daoist, after this matter is over, can you and I find a place to sit down and have a good chat about what happened during this period?"

I don't know what he thought of again, Xiao Baimo's deep eyes gradually softened, he said to Xuan Yi in a soft tone.

Xuan Yi looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and then laughed.

"Good!" he said.

The two of you come and go, and they chat like no one else.

And Wu Yong, who has been watching the two "eyebrows" at the side, said: "..."

"enough!"

Wu Yong, who had been completely forgotten by the two of them, was so angry that his face was red and his ears were flushed. His neck was wrinkled like old tree bark and the veins popped out. He yelled at Xuan Yi: "Don't forget, your little life is still in my hands! hand!"

Hearing such a loud shout from him, the two, who were immersed in the joy of meeting again, finally remembered his existence again.

Xuan Yi looked at Wu Yong indifferently, ignoring the silk thread that was still twisted around his body, but held the handle of the ax beside him again.

Wu Yong suddenly felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, his fingers tightly clutching the net array.

But immediately, his face became solemn: "What's happening in the distance?"

Immediately, the three people present were keenly aware of that, not far away from them, there was a breath after another, approaching them rapidly one by one.

All of these visitors exuded a pure and upright aura that only belonged to cultivators.

Wu Yong's expression changed slightly immediately.

He looked at Xuan Yi again, almost gnashing his teeth and said, "When did you notify the Taoists?"

Xuan Yi smiled and spread his hands: "Before I just cut off the evil curse and I haven't come to hunt down you, master and apprentice, I have already notified your location to the old seniors in the Taoist world."

"Okay, okay, okay!" Wu Yong gritted his teeth, nodded, and said bitterly: "Your Excellency really has the means to notify so many people in such a short period of time."

Cutting off the curse, and then rushing to hunt them down, in this short gap, even if you use your mobile phone to contact people one by one, it is impossible to notify so many people so quickly.

Facing Wu Yong's question, Xuan Yi didn't know how to answer for a while: "..."

After being stunned for a moment, he said in surprise, "Don't you know what group messaging is?"

Wu Yong: "..."

I'm sorry, he really doesn't know...the sad outdated old people who can't keep up with the trend of the times!

Probably because the generation gap between the two is really irreparable, after Wu Yong was stunned for a long time, he finally stopped entangled in these trivial matters, instead he turned his heart and manipulated the net array with his fingers, directing countless thin threads to entangle Xuan Yi in an instant. tighter.

He hehe smiled sinisterly, and said: "Even if everyone in the Taoist world rushes over, so what, anyway, now that your life is in my hands, who dares to act rashly?"

This time, Xuan Yi's eyes were filled with a little pity, and he looked at Wu Yong who was almost at the end of the road with sympathy.

Wu Yong was instantly enraged by his gaze, and hoarsely shouted: "What are you looking at?"

It was probably because he himself was guilty, and under continuous stimulation, Wu Yong finally made up his mind to teach the other party a hard lesson first.

He muttered in his mouth, his fingers moved nimbly, and he saw a thin line in the net array, waving it suddenly, like a spirit snake spitting out a letter, and strangled Xuan Yi's neck fiercely.

After seeing this scene, Xiao Baimo's eyes froze immediately, and his fingers moved slightly.

But in the end, he still endured it and didn't intervene, but looked at Xuan Yi with trusting eyes.

Facing the sharp thread that seemed to strangle him, Xuan Yi didn't speak any more, and even the expression on his face didn't change, but when he raised his eyes, there was an awe-inspiring breath protecting his body.

The sharp thin thread was circling around his neck, but no matter what, it couldn't tighten his flesh.

Similarly, at this time Xuan Yi was entangled with the rest of the net array threads, so naturally he couldn't break through his body-protecting energy and strangle him.

The cut on the cheek just now was a wound, and it was really just because of Xuan Yi's laxity.

After realizing this, Wu Yong immediately widened his eyes and raised his heart.

I don't know if it was because of too much despair, or because of the luck remaining in his heart, he didn't give up the net array in his hand at this time, but desperately pinched the silk thread even tighter, as if pinching the last tiny hope.

Xuan Yi slowly raised the ax blade in his hand, but it didn't fall down like before.

On the contrary, with the movement of the purple gold ax in his hand, the countless fragments that were originally scattered around the net array slowly vibrated and floated into the air.

Wu Yong's eyes widened instantly: "This is..."

These fragments are the fragments of the bronze mirror that Xuan Yi broke when the two of them were fighting!

The same sharp fragments of the bronze mirror, emitting a slight purple light, were suspended in the air, controlled by Xuan Yi, spinning back and forth, cutting many slender silk threads in an instant.

Wu Yong looked at a lot of silk threads that were slowly falling in his hands, and his heart was so open that it was hard to breathe.

His cloudy eyes were bloodshot, staring at Xuan Yi in the center of the net formation, panting heavily, and said, "You...you did it on purpose from just now...you broke the bronze mirror on purpose when you were fighting, Just for the present use..."

Faced with this, Xuan Yi did not deny it: "When I just got out of the car, I noticed the hidden silk thread on the ground."

"At that time, I didn't know the power of the trap you set, so I didn't dare to take it lightly. While fighting with you, I carefully placed the fragments of the bronze mirror around in advance, just in case something unexpected happened. You can also use the fragments of the magic weapon to cut the thread."

It's just that what he didn't expect was that this trap that he had been secretly guarding against, turned out to be commonplace in the end and could not pose any danger to him.

However, it would be a pity if the fragments of the bronze mirror he laid down were not used.

As if he understood Xuan Yi's thoughts, Wu Yong was so angry that he fell on his back.

The trap that I set up with all my heart was actually clearly understood by the other party from the very beginning. This is simply... simply...

Realizing that the people from the Dao world who rushed over were already close at hand, and that he had spent most of his life, and now he was played by a young boy in the applause, Wu Yong, who was about to come to an end, suddenly felt sad, and there was an unparalleled burst of emotion. Anger and regret rushed to my mind.

"Damn Shuzi! Go to hell...go to hell..."

He roared suddenly, still lost his mind, disregarding the fact that these silk threads could not hurt Xuan Yi at all, he still frantically waved his fingers, manipulated all the remaining silk threads, and attacked Xuan Yi frantically.

The silk threads twitched around Xuan Yi, twisted and entangled with each other, making harsh sounds.

Looking at the frantic little old man, Xuan Yi couldn't help sighing after confirming that he had no other hidden opponents, and decided not to delay any longer and make a quick decision.

"I am the Celestial Eye, chasing after the sky."

"The eyes are like lightning, shining brightly."

"Seeing the outside and the inside, everything is hidden."

"Urgent as a law..."

He chanted the mantra aloud, and lifted the ax blade high in his hand. With the pull of the ax blade, all the scattered copper mirror fragments also stood upright in midair, with a faint purple light, and the sharp edges pointed directly at the remaining silk threads .

"Five-star town color, light Xuanming."

"Thousands of gods and saints, protect my true spirit."

"Giant beast, subdue five soldiers."

"Five days of devils, dead and gone."

Following the utterance of the incantation, countless sharp edges suddenly struck, like a violent storm, surrounding Xuan Yi, and a suspense-free strangulation was carried out.

Numerous silk threads broke and fell down one after another, Wu Yong's face suddenly darkened, more and more beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his waving fingers became more and more impatient, as if he was trying in vain to restore his inevitable defeat.

Accompanied by the last two sentences of the incantation, Xuan Yi suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the enemy in front of him, and swung down the ax blade that had been raised high in his hand, along with all the bronze mirror fragments around him!

"Where you are, all gods welcome you."

"Hurry up as a law!"

Accompanied by his loud shout, countless cutting sharp edges instantly caused all the silk threads to shatter completely, one after another drooping and dissipating, and the entire network array collapsed immediately.

As for Wu Yong himself, he was injured by the energy of his sharp axe, his whole body was shaken, blood oozes from the corner of his mouth, he backed up dozens of steps, fell headlong to the ground, vomiting blood in his mouth.

And at this moment, the people in the Taoist world who finally arrived slowly just arrived, and happened to see the dazzling and gorgeous scene of fragments flying around Xuan Yi when Xuan Yi defeated the net formation.

Feeling the overwhelming coercion remaining in the air, many gray-haired old Taoist priests couldn't help but startled.

Afterwards, everyone suddenly shouted in a low voice, and the pot exploded with a "buzz".

"Hey, this young man's technique is so superb, he broke through such a large-scale net formation by himself..."

"When did our Dao world have such a rising star?"

"It's not just a rising star, I think with the skills he just showed, I'm afraid his cultivation level is already higher than that of an old guy like me..."

"Whose family does this junior belong to? Why does he have so much cultivation but no reputation? Why have I never heard of it before?"

"I seem to have heard someone mention that this young man's main business is not in our industry, so he doesn't have much reputation, but I heard that it belongs to Xuancang Mountain and his family..."

"What? Xuancang Mountain! He's here too? Where? Where? Where is that old hooligan..."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, he didn't come, do you have any grudge against him? So excited!"

"Uh... When I was young and ignorant, I went to trouble that old hooligan, but he pushed me to the ground and rubbed him..."

"..."

Those slightly younger Taoist priests still couldn't see the way, and were in a daze, but these old Taoist priests with sharp eyes had already seen Xuan Yi's talent at a glance, and they were already in chaos, with endless discussions.

Among the noise, only Zhang Mo and Zhang Tianshi smiled gratifiedly, twirling his snow-white beard, looking at Xuan Yi who had just subdued Wu Yong, and walked over quickly.

At this time, Wu Yong, who was knocked to the ground, was crunching all the bones, convulsing and aching all over his body, his chest was tight and he vomited blood, but he was still trying to struggle, and he always refused to give up the hope of escape.

He suddenly remembered that in his magic weapon, there was actually a compass specially used for escaping from death. This time he left in a hurry, and that compass was placed at the bottom of the bag...

As if he had caught the last ray of hope suddenly, Wu Yong shouted loudly: "Xiao Bao, take out the compass!"

After a loud drink, no one answered him.

Wu Yong suddenly raised his head strangely, and looked around him, but he saw Xuan Yi, Xiao Baimo, and the group of Taoist priests in the distance, and his apprentice Zhao Xiaobao, but he couldn't even see half of them.

His face suddenly turned pale.

"Zhao Xiaobao, you son of a bitch! You..." Wu Yong understood everything in an instant, regardless of the pain in his body, he immediately gritted his teeth angrily, and cursed in a low voice.

It turned out that at this critical juncture of life and death, the good apprentice Zhao Xiaobao he had taken in, seeing him defeated, actually left him directly, took all the magic weapons, and slipped away quietly by himself.

Because everyone's attention was on Wu Yong, Zhao Xiaobao was just a little man with low mana, not even worthy of being noticed, so no one discovered his escape.

He just suffered from his betrayed master Wu Yong.

"You son of a bitch! You son of a bitch! I shouldn't have accepted you as my apprentice back then. When I was watching you for the first time, old man, I should have put you to death in prison...

Wu Yong was lying on the ground, cursing loudly almost in despair, looking crazy, he was directly locked up by many Taoist priests who came after him...

……

Just when Wu Yong was being captured, a hundred miles away, Zhao Xiaobao was kneeling weakly in a dark alley with a compass for escape in his hand, panting heavily.

Because of the panic and panic, there were beads of sweat on his forehead. After panting for a long time, he got up from the ground with weak hands and feet.

He opened the luggage he was carrying and took a look, but only saw two big bags full of magical artifacts, without a penny. Zhao Xiaobao immediately kicked the luggage angrily, and cursed in a low voice: "Old mother of the day, If I knew it earlier, I would have secretly stuffed some money in it!"

Thinking of the boxes of banknotes that were randomly thrown away in the small building on the second floor, Zhao Xiaobao suddenly felt discouraged. After venting, he didn't dislike the dirty alley, so he sat on the ground slumped .

In fact, ever since his master discovered his identity and knew that he was not an orphan, Zhao Xiaobao knew that he absolutely could not stay there any longer.

No matter whether his master wins or loses afterwards, if he continues to stay there, he will not make any good money.

If the master is defeated, he will definitely be taken down by the group of Taoist priests, and both the master and the apprentice will have to be locked up.

And if his master wins, then he will be miserable!

After following his master for two years, he knew how vicious and cruel his master's methods were.

After finding out that he is not an orphan, I am afraid that the master has long wished to kill himself alive, in case he would hinder his fate in the future.

And before killing himself, the master would probably torture him severely to discourage him.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiaobao couldn't help shivering fiercely.

Instead of this, he would rather be arrested by those Taoist priests.

Fortunately, his master... no, it's that old man Wu Yong!Wu Yong didn't win, he was already defeated by that little Taoist priest, he must have been arrested by now, and he will never have a chance to find him again.

He comforted himself inwardly.

Fortunately, seeing that the situation was not good, I sneaked out early when no one was paying attention to him, and now the group of Taoist priests can't catch him.

But not arresting him now doesn't mean that this group of Taoist priests won't find him in the future... I want to keep avoiding the eyes of these people in the future, but I'm afraid I won't be able to hang around in the rivers and lakes anymore.

But forget it, it doesn't matter! After losing the master, with his three-legged cat's magic, he would not be able to get along in the arena.

As long as I'm careful in the future and don't use spells and spells anymore, no matter how idle the group of Taoist priests are, they probably won't notice him as an anonymous little fish... right?

Zhao Xiaobao, who was restless in his heart, hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't bear to part with the two big bags of magic weapons, so he carried one on his back and pulled the other, walking out of the alley nervously with a pale complexion.

However, when he had just reached the entrance of the alley, a tall and slender figure suddenly walked out from the entrance of the alley, blocking his way.

From the appearance, this is a man about 30 years old, wearing a well-made and elegant suit, with a handsome face and a gentle and refined demeanor.

But when he approached Zhao Xiaobao with a relaxed and happy smile on his face, he exuded an inexplicably menacing aura, like a poisonous snake staring at its prey, which made Zhao Xiaobao stunned in place.

"Are you... Wu Yong's apprentice?" The man spoke, and an indifferent voice came.

Zhao Xiaobao never expected that he recognized his identity at a glance, and immediately felt that this person was extraordinary, and immediately became stiff all over, and asked with a pale face: "Yes, it's me... who are you?"

That man didn't answer his question...or he didn't even bother to answer his little man's question.

He just smiled and stroked the corners of his lips, and asked again: "Wu Yong has been arrested now? Was it a young man in his 20s who defeated him?"

How could this person even know this? !

Zhao Xiaobao was so frightened that his scalp went numb, but under the gaze of this person, he didn't even dare to move, so he could only ask in a trembling voice: "Who... are you, what do you want... what do you want..."

The man still ignored him, just clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Very good, I didn't expect Wu Yong's whetstone to be very useful..."

"Unfortunately, it can only be used this time, and it will be completely useless!" Immediately afterwards, his voice changed, and he couldn't help saying regretfully.

In the words, there are some regrets that the waste cannot be reused.

After regretting, the man suddenly shifted his gaze to Zhao Xiaobao again, looking him up and down with cold eyes, as if evaluating his usable value again.

Under such a scrutinizing gaze, Zhao Xiaobao didn't dare to say anything superfluous now, so he could only stand there tremblingly, trembling almost to faint.

But fortunately, probably because his strength is really low, the man quickly retracted his gaze in disappointment, and just muttered in a low voice unwillingly: "Bad! Maybe there may be a chance to use it in the future..."

At this moment, Zhao Xiaobao felt like a piece of meat on the chopping board, being picked and picked by others arbitrarily. For a moment, he was terrified, and his legs began to weaken involuntarily.

Nervous sweat oozes out and continuously flows into his eyes.

Zhao Xiaobao's lips trembled, but he didn't dare to reach out to wipe them, so he could only blink his eyelids.

But when he opened his eyes again, he saw nothing but nothing in front of him, not even a single figure.

There was only a dead alley left, and there was a sentence floating in the wind: "Forget it, see you later..."

The ending of this sentence gradually dissipated in the air, and Zhao Xiaobao just stood there stiffly, dragging a heavy suitcase in his hand, dumbfounded and motionless.

After a long time, he suddenly came back to his senses, his legs went limp in an instant, and he fell limply and sat on the ground, panting heavily.

After he completely woke up from the terrifying coercion of the man just now, he realized that the clothes on his entire back were drenched in cold sweat.

"Who is that person..." He murmured as he struggled to get up from the ground.

Then, he didn't dare to stay in this place anymore, and immediately dragged his suitcase and ran out of this secluded and dark alley without looking back.

He wanted to stay as far away from here as possible.

……

"Master... I haven't had time to do things for the master, you can't arrest me... If you arrest me, no one will do things for the master, the master will not let you go, you Taoist priests just wait... Master, Hierarch!"

At this time, on the other side a hundred miles away, Wu Yong, who was locked up, was still struggling when he was about to be escorted away by everyone in the Taoist world, shouting indiscriminately.

Under the continuous stimulation within a day, Wu Yong, who is quite old, couldn't bear such a serious injury and defeat, and the tension in his mind broke, which is why he was so crazy.

It's just that what he yelled at this time made Xuan Yi, who was overheard, a little puzzled.

"Master... Who is the leader he mentioned?" Xuan Yi frowned and asked, "Could it be Wu Yong's accomplice?"

Like him, most of the young Taoist priests who came here also looked puzzled.

On the contrary, many old Taoist priests couldn't help but change their faces immediately after hearing the title "Master".

"The Hierarch? Could it be that the Hierarch he is talking about... is the Hierarch who is rooted in the no-management zone on the border?"

"For so many years, hasn't most of his influence been abroad? How come he returned to China now?"

"Could it be that you want to extend your sphere of influence to the country... that's not okay, go back and discuss countermeasures!"

"He is the leader of Xie, and he must not be allowed to extend his minions into the country..."

"Cough cough!" Just as everyone was discussing, Zhang Mo suddenly coughed lightly.

Zhang Tianshi is an important senior in the Taoist world. He coughed at this moment, and the discussion in the room stopped abruptly.

"The matter is of great importance. We will discuss this matter after we go back." He said to everyone.

Then, he turned to Xuan Yi who was at the side again, with a smile on his face again, patted him on the shoulder happily, and said, "Good boy, you can do better than your grandpa when he was younger!"

"This sorcerer who has been on the run for many years has been wanted by the Dao world, but he was caught by you as soon as he made a move!"

"This sorcerer has powerful mana and cruel methods. After I received your news, I was still a little worried. I finally rushed over, but I didn't expect to be able to clean up the mess... Sigh, I'm old. Really old."

"The future Dao world should belong to you young people."

Faced with Zhang Mo's sincere praise, Xuan Yi just smiled faintly: "Senior Zhang is ridiculous."

"Okay, you must have gone through a hard fight, and now you need to take a good rest. We old guys will not disturb your rest."

After Zhang Mo finished speaking, with a wave of his hand, he led everyone in the Taoist world, suppressing the evil Wu Yong, and left here.

Immediately, this bustling place regained its original quiet and deserted atmosphere.

Looking at the figures of the people gradually leaving, Xuan Yi who stayed where he was, the smile on his face gradually faded, he frowned slowly, and said: "Senior Zhang deliberately changed the topic just now."

"Ah."

"He doesn't want everyone to talk about the leader, or...he doesn't want everyone to talk about this person in front of me?

"oh?""

"Senior Zhang has something to hide from me, especially about the leader, but it seems that he didn't deliberately hide it from others. Why?"

"Well... I don't know either."

"..."

Xuan Yi was silent for a moment, then looked to his side: "Also... why is Mr. Xiao still staying here and not leaving with the others?"

Xiao Baimo, who was standing beside him, sighed helplessly, and said, "Master Taoist, I am not a member of the Taoist world, why did I go with the group of Taoist priests just now?"

Xuan Yi raised his eyebrows: "Since you are not a Taoist priest, why can you see the news I sent in the Taoist group?"

Not only did I see it, but I was the first one to rush over!

Facing his question, Xiao Baimo said innocently: "I went through a back door, and let the group advocate the celestial master quietly pull me in."

That's why after he saw the news just now, he was worried, so he rushed over at the first time in front of everyone at his fastest speed.

Xuan Yi: "..."

They are a group of Taoist priests, why do you, a demon cultivator, get in here?

And how successful is it? !