Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Tantai Minghao's wrist was in severe pain, and when he looked down, he saw not only blood gushing out from the severed wrist, but also several hideous black lines winding straight up, which had reached his right upper arm.

The itching of the wound was even worse than before at midnight. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him with hatred: "You...you are the devil Yuan Qinghang!"

Just now when Yuan Qinghang blew himself up as the Demon Sect, everyone in the Immortal Sect opposite was already clamoring, and after hearing Tantai Minghao's words, the commotion was even louder.

Except for a few people who knew his identity, most people were kept in the dark. At this moment, they couldn't help being shocked and confused. Chen Feng shook his sword and shouted sharply: "What are you talking about?!"

Yuan Qinghang retreated quickly and stood aside.

He stretched out his hand to peel it off, and took off the perfect mask and the hood together, revealing the original face that was full of energy and lacquered eyes.

He smiled at everyone: "Sorry, the image changes, it's still me."

Chen Feng looked at him in amazement, tongue-tied: "You, you..."

Among the Shennonggu crowd behind Mu Anyang, a few people suddenly sneered: "What are you? Young Master Yuan is your savior, don't you even know his honorific name?"

There were a few Xianzong disciples around them with sharp eyes. Looking at the faces of those people, they suddenly exclaimed: "They are those demon cultivators captured by Shang Yuan a few days ago!"

Immortals and demons have been fighting each other for a long time, and they have long been unable to tell who is right and who is wrong, and who has killed more. As soon as they heard the name of the demon sect, many people immediately "hula la" showed their weapons and aimed at the demon sect. those people.

Chen Feng's face was green and white for a while, holding a long sword in his hand, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Yuan Qinghang didn't explain, let alone the flustered crowd, but waved behind Tantai Minghao: "I promise you to kill him, it's almost done."

In the dense forest behind Tantai Minghao, at some point, another group of people had appeared.

The young man in the lead was dressed in brocade and stood there quietly. Hearing this, he glanced at Yuan Qinghang and said softly, "Really? Why do I see Senior Tantai's spirit?"

Yuan Qinghang smiled and said: "It looks good now, when the toxin goes up to the heart veins, it will naturally be difficult for the gods to save."

Tantai Minghao's face was so ugly that he looked like a ghost, he took a hard look at Yu Wenli, and then looked at his arm.

As expected, the black line on the top had risen to the shoulder socket, and the pain and numbness penetrated into the blood vessels of the whole body. Thinking of how many insidious methods Yuan Qinghang had learned under Li Hongling's hands, he was even more horrified to the extreme.

After tossing and turning for a while, he finally gave up, stretched out his hand and snatched the saber of a disciple beside him, raised the saber with his hand, and slashed at his shoulder.

Accompanied by another uncontrollable scream, blood spurted wildly, and an entire arm flew into the air.

Everyone was terrified—although everyone knew that cutting off an arm was the best way to survive, but how many people could make such a decisive decision and would rather cut off their entire arm to save their lives?

Yuan Qinghang looked at him in astonishment, then turned to look at Chang Yuaner beside him: "Miss Chang, is he crazy?"

Chang Yuaner was taken aback: "What?"

"I just frightened him casually, and used my quick tongue for a while. Although the poison is powerful, it's not impossible to find a doctor with great skills. Why did he cut off his arm?"

Everyone: "..."

Whether it's true or not, anyway, with what he said, Tantai Minghao's determination to cut off his wrists seems to have suddenly become extremely stupid.

Tantai Minghao swayed, and couldn't hold back his anger any longer, finally spat out a mouthful of blood.

On the side, Mu Anyang said anxiously: "Everyone, don't delay, hurry up and attack the eyes of the formation!"

Everyone finally came to their senses: Tantai Minghao is nothing to be afraid of, isn't it time to work?

At this moment, without thinking about Yuan Qinghang's identity and purpose, many Shuzong disciples gritted their teeth together and attacked again.

Yuan Qinghang folded his hands behind his back, looked at Yu Wenli on the opposite side, and smiled inexplicably: "Young Master Yuwen, in the current situation, which side do you stand on?"

Yu Wenli's eyes flickered slightly, he looked at the people who were attacking, and said slowly: "Do you think that after they know your identity, they will listen to your arrangements without any grievances?"

Yuan Qinghang said: "How do you know if you don't try?"

Before Yu Wenli could reply, there was a thunderous shout from beside him, "Hurry up and come here!"

Yu Wenhan must be furious, and jumped in front of his grandson: "If you make mistakes again and again, the Yuwen family will not have you as a junior in the future, so don't call me grandfather again!"

Yu Wenli remained motionless, looked at him quietly, and sighed softly: "Grandfather... I just want to keep the entire Yuwen family, not to mention, it's already too late."

Following his words, a terrifying spiritual power swept over the dense forest in the distance, like a thundercloud swirling wildly, swooping towards it.

Everyone suddenly raised their heads and looked at the black frenzy with ashen-colored faces.

Shang Yuan... Shang Yuan finally arrived.

Yuan Qinghang narrowed his eyes and shouted anxiously: "Don't stop, attack Shengmen!"

The terrified disciples of Shuzong finally came to their senses, and desperately attacked Bai Guang Dasheng's birth gate with talisman seals and formation flags in their hands. No matter what, as long as they could unlock a chance of life, and everyone escaped separately, some people would be able to escape.

But Shang Yuan's momentum was far faster than everyone else.

The sky was full of strong winds, and the black cloud group carried the tall figure in the middle and flew towards the Shengmen.

With the pressure in the air pressing down on his head, Shang Yuan's huge palm descended, grabbed the top of a Shuzong disciple's head below, and threw it hard.

The young disciple didn't even have time to let out a scream before his skull was shattered, and his body flew aside like a kite with a broken string.

"Get back, get back!" Yuan Qinghang yelled urgently, and the silver rope in the fan rolled out, wrapped around the waist of the few people in the front, and flew back with them.

Shang Yuan snorted coldly, followed closely behind, and raised his palm to pat Yuan Qinghang.

Yuan Qinghang only felt a sharp shock in his chest, and without hesitation threw out a prepared talisman, and teleported to the side without any danger.

The talisman, which can usually teleport tens of meters, can only be moved a few feet away under the terrifying suppression of Shang Yuan!

Before he could stand still, he threw another one out of his hand, and it was hit by phantoms, and moved away a distance in an instant.

Shang Yuan grabbed it a few times, finally got impatient, turned around and raised his palm, and swept towards a group of young Xianzong disciples nearby.

As soon as the palm wind rose, a shocking sword rainbow stabbed at his side.

Chen Feng's face was livid, and he blocked Shang Yuan's palm with all his strength, and said sharply: "You are not allowed to retreat, our Jianzong members join hands to block him, and you continue to break the formation!"

Shang Yuan gave him a cold look: "Pearls of rice grains, dare to shine?"

With a flick of his finger, a huge force rushed to his face, and the sword in Chen Feng's hand was slanted to the side. With a "clang", a crack appeared on the blade of Chen Feng's battle-tested peerless weapon.

Chen Feng's face was pale, with a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, and he was on the verge of falling. Next to him, Yu Wenhan swiped his palm, and a vague stagnation formation covered Shang Yuan's whole body: "Lock!"

This trick exhausted all his life's knowledge, and Shang Yuan's body finally stopped for a moment, as if he was trapped on the spot, and all the people around him burst into ecstasy. Several masters of the sword sect stood up and stabbed straight: "Come on!"

Countless sword intents were extremely sharp, forming a dense sword net, covering Shang Yuan in the middle.

There was a flash of red on Shang Yuan's face, revealing a ferocious look.He yelled fiercely, and the phantom of the little baby above his head appeared.The pale golden skin faintly glowed with terror, and he opened his eyes impressively.

With that indifferent look in his eyes, Shang Yuan's youthful energy soared, and he pierced into the sword net in front of him with his bare hands.

Dozens of swords were blown away at the same time, and the soul of the sword wailed, and everyone in the besieging sword sect sprayed out a bloody arrow, and their bodies plummeted to the surroundings.

Shang Yuan casually patted the person closest to him, making him bloody and bloody, and said coldly: "No wonder, so many people colluded with the Demon Sect and messed up my Immortal Sect. Their hearts would be punishable."

Chen Feng trembled slightly, but stood straight on the spot without retreating, and said: "No matter how bad the people of the Demon Sect are, they are in the open. Sect Master Shang's secret killing and seizing of pills is the root of the chaos in the Xianzong."

Shang Yuan looked at him thoughtfully and nodded, "Healed up so quickly, so it was that little devil who healed you."

He suddenly frowned: "Where's that little devil?"

Yu Wenli respectfully said at the side: "Just now he took advantage of the chaos and escaped, but now he has disappeared."

Everyone in Xianzong was startled, and when they looked around, Yuan Qinghang was nowhere to be seen at all, and their hearts sank.

At first, I thought that this little fairy had some tricks up his sleeve, but I didn't expect that it was the evil young master of the Demon Sect pretending to be.

He gathered everyone here, but he took advantage of the chaos and left.Could it be that he knew Shang Yuan's true face, made the plan go wrong, and asked Xianzong's people to be cannon fodder?

Thinking of this, many people showed vague despair on their faces.

Shang Yuan nodded, wiped the blood stains on his palm casually, and said lightly: "Don't worry, the left and right are still in this big formation, and they will be found out sooner or later. Everyone, go back with me first."

This was a brief statement, but everyone felt chills in their hearts.

Looking at the golden baby looming above his head, finally, Mu Anyang said: "Go back with you, be raised in captivity, and keep killing slowly to get the pill?"

Shang Yuan raised his eyes to look at him, and slowly said: "You don't need to be so afraid. I don't need much. Everyone, hurry up and train your disciples to cultivate into golden pills. As long as someone offers them regularly, you will be safe."

...there was a dead silence all around.

Shang Yuan's words were finally no longer concealed, and the naked map was exposed.

In the midst of great fear, some people vaguely thought: Canglong Jue is practiced extremely quickly, as long as some junior disciples really condense the golden core to meet Shang Yuan's needs, maybe... everyone really doesn't have to die, right?

In a trance, Yu Wenhan yelled suddenly: "Big guy, don't listen to his nonsense, he has clearly entered the way of magic, who knows how many golden pills are needed to fill this evil magic? When the time comes, all the young disciples will die. It's everyone's turn, wake up!"

Shang Yuan raised his eyes and locked them on his face, his body suddenly exploded, and he slapped his palm on the top of his head: "Then it's your turn now."

This blow was more violent than any other, as if it wanted to kill Yu Wenhan immediately.

Yu Wenhan let out a fierce roar, and raised his palm to meet him, neither dodging nor dodging. In the strong wind, a figure in brocade clothes suddenly jumped up beside him and grabbed his body. The next moment, under Shang Yuan's seemingly inescapable palm wind In the next step, Yu Wenhan was rescued abruptly.

Yu Wenli.

His heaven-defying movement method is actually very similar to the extremely weird teleportation method of the Hall Master of Bai Tong Hall!

Shang Yuan missed a hit, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he looked at Yu Wenli coldly: "You want to rebel?"

Yu Wenli pushed his grandfather out of the battle circle, gritted his teeth and said, "Sect Master Shang, you promised me that you would not hurt my Yuwen family!"

Yu Wenhan turned around and rushed forward: "You are unworthy! My dignified Yuwen family can only survive by bowing their knees and working for tigers. Why don't they all die!"

Yu Wenli said eagerly: "Grandfather! You are not afraid of death, but with so many clansmen and disciples, shouldn't they all die calmly? What's wrong with wanting to live?"

Yu Wenhan was furious, and suddenly he slapped him with his palm, and slapped him across the face: "It's obvious that you are greedy for life and afraid of death, and you still act like you feel pity for your comrades! I see that the little devil of the Demon Sect has a better style of behavior than you Upright and magnanimous!..."

This slap was clear and loud, and it was in front of everyone, Yu Wenli staggered, and it took a long time before he could barely stand still.

When he looked up again, there was no anxiety and worry in his eyes, only a trace of resentment after being humiliated: "Grandfather... Sure enough, you are not satisfied with me no matter what I do."

There was a thin trace of blood on the corner of his lips, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Look clearly, I am the one who desperately rescued you and stood in front of you. Where is the frank and upright outsider you mentioned?"

The night wind was bleak, and the smell of blood filled the air, getting bigger and bigger.

Suddenly, in the valleys in all directions, there was a ubiquitous echo.

"I'm here." The boy's clear voice was like a mountain spring, and he said with a smile, "I haven't gone far."

Following his words, the other seven formations in the distance apart from Shengmen began to vibrate crazily at the same time.

In the air, the smell of blood suddenly overwhelmed the sky. Countless evil spirits and beast carcasses burst out of the ground in the night, and gathered around the reverse formation flag that was buried at some time, and began to attack those formation eyes frantically.

Visible to the naked eye, the originally impenetrable Fengshan Formation dimmed, and finally broke apart with an overwhelmed whine.

At the same time, in front of Shang Yuan, a dazzling light suddenly flashed, and the spiritual power that had gathered at the eye of the formation seemed to be emptied, and quickly flowed somewhere underground.

The electric light comparable to lightning spread out in the air, and a young figure loomed in the air, hidden in the crown of a huge tree, it was Yuan Qinghang.

In his hand, countless runes lit up.

On the opposite side of the mountain, a huge barrier quietly appeared, which happened to isolate Shang Yuan from the Xianzong people on the opposite side.

A reverse closed formation is only half the size of the original large formation, but it is still hundreds of miles wide, tight and vast, and protects everyone inside.

Just as Shang Yuan wanted to move, there was a sneer from somewhere, it was Ji Banxia.

Under Shang Yuan's feet, countless blood-stained ghosts suddenly appeared. They stretched out their hands and screamed silently, scrambling to grab his ankles.

Yuan Qinghang's figure in the air suddenly disappeared, and the next moment, a light smoke enveloped Yu Wenli.

Yuan Qinghang's nimble figure suddenly moved over, grabbing Yu Wenhan who was beside him.

The pentagonal teleportation array cracked silently, and Yuan Qinghang stepped in with Yu Wenhan.

Before disappearing, he grinned at Yu Wenli who was close at hand, as if a little sympathetic.

"Your grandfather doesn't like you. I thought about it. If you keep him, he will be mad at you sooner or later." He sighed, "So I took him away."