saint of humanity

Chang Yun added: "But you have to be careful of the Heaven Weaving Needle in her hand, this treasure is specially designed to break the protective power!"

“Heavenly Needle…” Chu Li’s expression was solemn. He had obviously heard of the name of this treasure. He nodded again: “Don’t worry, sir. We will act carefully.”

Chang Yun exhaled slowly, raised his hand and said, "Someone come!"

Immediately, twenty maids came out, each holding a glass of wine, walked up to Lu Ye and others, and presented it respectfully.

He turned around and picked up a cup, looking around at everyone: "Everyone, the safety of this island depends entirely on your methods. Let me give you this cup to cheer you up!"

Everyone, led by Chu Li, said in unison: "We will live up to the island master's trust!"

They drank together and smashed the cup.

Chang Yun said with high spirits: "With you all on our island, there is no need to worry about not accomplishing great things. There is no time to lose, everyone, follow me!"

A moment later, a space magic array appeared in everyone's sight in a secret place under the mansion. Lu Ye took a look and found that the scale of the magic array was indeed small and could not teleport too many people at one time.

Chang Yun stood in front of the magic circle, clasped his fists and bowed to everyone: "I'll leave this trip to you all!"

Everyone returned the greeting, and then stood on the magic circle in silence with solemn expressions.

"Open the formation!" Chang Yun gave an order, and the monks who had been preparing for a long time beside the formation immediately activated the formation. Light flowed from the formation, spreading like moonlight, covering everyone's figures.

The hazy light gradually dissipated, and the twenty figures gradually disappeared.

Chang Yun's eyes turned painful at this moment, and he murmured to himself: "Don't blame me, everything is just for the continuation of this island."

Immediately he ordered: "Close the magic circle!"

"Yes!" The monks beside the magic circle responded in unison.

After a few breaths, on a deserted island tens of thousands of miles away from Changyun Island, twenty figures appeared in the space formation here.

Everyone immediately looked around, which was a normal response. However, what they saw shocked everyone.

It was because the boundless blood color had enveloped the small island, and in that blood color, there were figures looming in and out, and many divine thoughts almost locked onto them the moment they appeared, making people feel uneasy.

"What's going on?" someone exclaimed.

"There's an ambush!"

"This place has been discovered, retreat quickly!"

"We can't retreat. The magic circle has been closed. We can't go back!"

"..."

Amidst waves of exclamations, the scene was in chaos.

No one had expected that this mission would fail just as it began. These twenty elite monks, who were full of high spirits and ready to fight a great battle, were now trapped in an encirclement set up in advance by the enemy, and their lives were in danger.

"Brother Chu, something is wrong!" Lu Ye came close to Chu Li, holding the Panshan Knife lightly, frowning.

Chu Li remained silent, his expression extremely solemn.

Of course he knew something was wrong, but he didn't dare to think about it too deeply because he was afraid of getting an answer that he couldn't bear, and he couldn't figure out why this was happening.

As the sea of ​​blood surged, several figures walked out, all of them were from the Feather Clan. Leading them was a woman of extraordinary beauty with a dignified and graceful temperament.

But at this moment her expression was extremely vicious, her eyes were filled with unspeakable murderous intent, and her snow-white face was extremely cold.

Her eyes turned and stared at Lu Ye, then she slowly said: "Your name is Lu Ye?"

Lu Ye narrowed his eyes slightly.

If he had doubts because he was surrounded as soon as he appeared here, then his doubts were answered as soon as the woman called out his name.

Something was indeed wrong.

But he and Chu Li had the same question in their minds: why?

Beside him, Chu Li sighed slightly, apparently he also realized something.

The woman turned her gaze to Chu Li again: "So you are Chu Li?"

Chu Li raised his eyes and looked at her: "Zhao Ming?"

Zhao Ming is the Taoist partner of Fei Heng, the great elder of the Feather Clan, and was also the original target to be captured alive in this mission.

According to the information provided by Changyun, she should be on a treasure ship hundreds of thousands of miles away in another direction, rushing to the battlefield to meet Feiheng.

Everyone's mission is to intercept her, find a way to capture her alive, and then use her to threaten the great elder of the Feather Clan who is in charge of the war.

But she appeared here, and with the help of the vampires, she set up an encirclement in advance, so that Lu Ye and others suddenly appeared and fell into a trap.

"It's me!" Zhao Ming gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to rush up and devour the stored energy alive.

Chu Li rolled his eyes and revealed a look of understanding: "The feather tribe member who died on Changyun Island a few days ago, is he the offspring of you and Fei Heng?"

He is not a fool. As soon as Zhao Ming arrived, he stared at him and Lu Ye, as if he had some deep hatred with them. There must be a reason for this.

The only thing he could think of was the young man from the Feather Clan whom he and Lu Ye had killed a few days ago. He was alone but had two treasures, so it was obvious that he came from an extraordinary background.

Moreover, after the young man was killed, an extremely sad cry was heard from the sea of ​​blood, and then a strong malice locked him and Lu Ye from afar.

Now that I think about it, that shout must have come from Feiheng.

Under normal circumstances, the young man from the Feather Clan carries two treasures, one for attack and one for defense. As long as he is careful, there will be no danger to his life if he participates in such a battle.

But the bad thing was that he encountered the joint efforts of Chu Li and Lu Ye, especially Lu Ye. His fierce sword strike almost killed the opponent instantly, making his two treasures not play much of a role.

The hatred for his son's death was deeply engraved in Feiheng's mind.

That’s why we have the current situation.

"How dare you say that!" Zhao Ming's pretty face was almost twisted, "I will definitely tear your mouth off!"

Chu Li snorted coldly: "That depends on whether you have the ability to do it!"

Having said that, he knew that today would be a very dangerous day.

Although Changyun Island was besieged by a large number of enemies and many defense lines were in danger in the previous battle, it was protected by a large defensive formation after all. However, there was nothing on this desolate island except for the twenty human monks who had arrived in a hurry.

The enemy had already made arrangements here, the area was covered in a sea of ​​blood, and their numbers were so large that they had no chance of winning.

"I have something to ask you, Madam!" Lu Ye stepped out from beside Chu Li, looking at the dignified woman in front of the sea of ​​blood. Without waiting for her to answer, he asked himself, "What kind of agreement did you reach with Chang Yun? He was willing to send us out to die!"

As soon as he said this, the eighteen human cultivators behind him all looked at him. Some were in disbelief, some were incredulous, and some had inexplicable expressions.

In fact, the fact that they were surrounded as soon as they showed up here was suspicious enough, as if they had walked into a trap prepared in advance.

Naturally, some people would become suspicious, but no one dared to think too deeply about it.

Lu Ye's words undoubtedly made some people's suspicions more real.

This might be because Changyun had reached some agreement with Zhaoming and Feiheng to send them out to die in order to appease Feiheng's anger. Otherwise, it would not be such a coincidence, and the intelligence from Changyun would not be so wrong.

Zhao Ming looked at Lu Ye fiercely: "Do you think I will answer you?"

Lu Ye said leisurely: "Madam, you should want to personally avenge the murder of your son, but that depends on whether I give you this opportunity!"

Zhao Ming sneered: "Do you think you still have a chance of winning?"

Lu Ye's aura suddenly became dangerous: "Of course there is no chance of winning, but I can kill myself!"

Zhao Ming's face suddenly darkened.

Just as Lu Ye said, she certainly wanted to avenge her son's death with her own hands, and she would never let Lu Ye and Chu Li die easily. She wanted to make them experience all the tortures in the world, so that she could relieve the hatred in her heart.

At the moment, Lu Ye and others do not have a chance of winning, but if the other party commits suicide, who can stop them?

The aura emanating from Lu Ye became more and more dangerous, and it seemed as if he might explode at any time.

Zhao Ming quickly said, "That old man only cares about his Changyun Island. Fei Heng will withdraw his troops after he agrees to this!"

"I see!" Lu Ye nodded slightly, and the dangerous aura on his body gradually disappeared. "But I'm afraid the result will disappoint Chang Yun, right?"

Zhao Ming sneered: "He is getting old and confused. How can he easily withdraw his troops when the army is approaching?"

"How could this be?"

"How could the island owner do such a thing?"

Behind Lu Ye, someone found it hard to accept such a result.

As the master of the island, Changyun has protected many tribes for thousands of years and has long been the banner and belief in the hearts of many people. Such belief cannot be tarnished, but what Changyun did this time undoubtedly caused the faith in their hearts to collapse.

Chu Li also sighed. Even though he knew this was the answer, he still felt very uncomfortable when it was actually confirmed.

These people had no doubts about Changyun. They appeared here because of trust, but in the end they were betrayed!
He turned around and glanced at everyone: "I'm sorry, Brother Lu and I have caused you trouble."

Zhao Ming and Fei Heng only wanted him and Lu Ye, but if they only sent the two of them out, it would be too deliberate, so Chang Yun selected twenty people. It can be said that the other eighteen cultivators were just used to make up the numbers and were also implicated.

But in order to avoid suspicion from Chu Li and Lu Ye, Chang Yun selected 18 cultivators who were all of high level Dao!

This is tantamount to cutting off one's own wings.

Zhao Ming was absolutely right when he said that Chang Yun was getting old and confused.

Lu Ye was sure that they were surrounded and the war on Changyun Island must have broken out again.

The tranquility of the past few days is most likely due to Changyun's collusion with Feiheng.

Lu Ye couldn't help but laugh in his heart. This island owner was an interesting person and his acting was very realistic. Before arriving at the island and being surrounded, not to mention Lu Ye, even Chu Li didn't have any suspicion. Everyone really thought that they were out to carry out the mission of capturing Zhao Ming alive and were responsible for the safety of the entire island.

But the result was this.

"If you two are willing to surrender, I can let all 18 of them go, how about that?" Zhao Ming looked at Lu Ye and Chu Li. She was undoubtedly a little scared of Lu Ye. That self-destruction technique was really impossible to defend against. (End of this chapter)