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Chapter 373: Cat's Trace Net Reversed the Situation

"Burning the piano and cooking the crane is a waste of natural resources."

Kunpengzi was admiring his masterpiece when he suddenly heard Zhou You say these eight words.

Zhou You pointed at the battlefield and analyzed, "Every martial artist has his own secret skills and tricks, which he can easily use in life-and-death situations. His unintentional and imaginative actions often have unexpected results."

"But I have been manipulated by you to become a puppet. I have completely lost my ability to adapt. I can only become a suicide bomb. What a waste."

Chen Qianzong, Yu Jiuzhang and Xishan Duxiu are now in an invincible sweeping mode.

The enemies facing them include both intermediate and advanced martial artists. Even if they are all second- or third-rate stuff, the gap between them is not too big.

If you are a free agent, you may not be without the ability to fight.

However, under Kunpengzi's control, the only method left was the self-destruction of qi and blood, which was simple and crude.

Think about how many years and days of hard training a martial artist has to go through to achieve success, only to end up being a meaningless consumable.

Are they worthy of being called a gift from heaven?"

Kunpengzi stroked his beard and sneered, "You may have never seen the true essence of martial arts, so you treat these mediocre people as treasures. Let me ask you, has the Martial Saint seen it?"

Of course not!
Thousands of years before Zhou You was born, the last Martial Saint passed away, leaving only the Grand Master to roam the world.

His heart skipped a beat. Has he seen the Martial Saint? How old is Kun Pengzi?
"I have seen a true Martial Saint. Although we share the same word Martial, I can tell you responsibly that a Martial Saint and the people below him are two completely different species."

Kunpeng Zixin pointed at Chen Qianzong and the others and said, "The Martial Saint sits high on the throne, and these people are just the dust under the throne."

Even though he is a Golden Immortal and does not care about the path of martial arts, but from Kun Kunpeng's tone, he can tell that he is in awe of the Martial Saint.

Being called a martial arts saint is not only about strength, but also about recognition of one's identity and status.

"Will you feel heartbroken when the dust falls to the ground?"

Martial Saint?
Zhou You nodded, "Kunpengzi, who do you want to know about me?"

"Now I'm telling you, I'm your enemy. I'll oppose whatever you want to do. I'll kill your people and help your enemies. The purpose of everything I do is to kill you."

He put his hands on the table, "Did you hear that?"

After hearing this, Kunpengzi on the opposite side nodded and said, "Now that I have said this, you have already chosen the way to die."

Suddenly, a cat's meow came from my ear.

When Kunpengzi heard the cat's cry, his hair stood up and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

He didn't have time to pay attention to Zhou You and turned to look in the direction where the shouting came from.

Zhou You also looked over. It was you, Daju.

A fat orange cat flew across the battlefield at a high speed, its swift and agile movements forming a sharp contrast with its fat body.

The target of this attack turned out to be an old employee of Zhou You's family, a retired granary manager, a fat orange cat.

This fat cat slipped out of the convoy when moving out of the city and disappeared, but unexpectedly he appeared near the battlefield.

According to Zhou You's guess, it was very likely that the greedy cat was eating salted fish from a resident's home, but happened to be affected by the war and his whereabouts were exposed.

However, Kunpengzi's reaction when he saw the fat cat was too strange.

"Demon?"

Kunpengzi looked confused and uncertain, staring at the orange cat until it disappeared from his sight, and finally he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately not!

If it really is a monster, then the situation would be serious and beyond his control.

The ancient monster was a terrifying existence that was once at its peak. Even the Golden Immortal Dao could only tremble in fear in front of it.

He calmed himself down and resumed the work where he had been interrupted.

"Mo Yunzi, I allow you to put this name on your tombstone. Die!"

Kunpengzi just opened his mouth and before he could launch the killer move he was preparing, his vision suddenly went dark. "Young people nowadays are becoming more and more unrefined. I thought only old people like me were cruel and ruthless, sneaking up on people without any moral principles. I didn't expect you to be quicker than me."

What Zhou You waved his hand and threw out was the treasure he had just refined...Baile Tianluo.

He was driven by his innate hunger, and each thread exuded a breath of hunger, as if he wanted to swallow the target in one gulp.

The light from all around was taken in, and the surrounding environment instantly became pitch black, so dark that one could not see one’s hand in front of one’s face.

Kun Pengzi squinted his eyes and recognized it, "The Qi family's treasure."

He was greatly shocked. Mo Yunzi's strength was beyond his expectations. He could actually take the treasures of the aristocratic family for his own use. The power hidden behind this should not be underestimated!

He immediately pulled back, and as he stood up, his calves felt a sharp pain.

It was the Ice Marrow Finger. Zhou You used extreme cold to freeze the blood in his legs, making him unable to exert force suddenly.

Kunpengzi sat back down with a thump, as if he had voluntarily fallen into Baile Tianluo's net.

With a gulp, Baile Tianluo's countless silk threads, books and swords instantly tightened and clasped together, directly swallowing a living person.

Zhou You took four or five breaths and watched the ball of black gauze shrink to the size of a fist.

He went forward to take it back, but found that after Baile Tianluo captured Kunpengzi, it was so heavy that he couldn't lift it.

Kunpengzi's shouting could be heard faintly in my ears, "Moyunzi, do you really think I don't know martial arts?"

"But... once I escape, you will die."

It turned out that Kunpengzi knew he couldn't escape, so he used some means to fix the position of Baile Tianluo before he was about to be caught, making it impossible for Zhou You to move it away.

The old guy has so many tricks up his sleeve.

Zhou You began to believe that he was an antique who had lived from the era of the Martial Saint to the present.

When I think about the reputation that the Golden Immortal Dao can prolong life, is there really a way to achieve immortality?

After Kunpengzi was trapped in Baile Tianluo, the battlefield changed immediately.

Almost in an instant, it collapsed.

The rebel warriors defending the city were like disconnected devices. The strange light in their pupils disappeared, and they quickly restarted after a brief outage.

What? I was bewitched by a villain and committed so many wrong things?

He also went against the garrison, city gate guards and sects, offending all the forces that should not be offended.

The second half of my life is over.

What's even worse is that the ground is littered with debris. Those are the traces left by the self-explosion of qi and blood. The dead people didn't even have a chance to complain.

"go!"

A high-level martial artist decisively turned around, his body tearing through the air as he flew away.

Under his leadership, the top rebels left the battlefield one after another, and only a few were too entangled to escape and were beaten to death or beheaded.

"Why not chase them? There must be some die-hard fans here."

Xishan Duxiu walked up to Chen Qianzong and his partner holding a stick.

These martial artists are not all innocent. Many of them are not puppets, but truly work for the mastermind behind the scenes.

"Recovering the city is the first priority."

General Chen Qian said solemnly.

At the same time, the four city gates were lost, and Chen Yang and Zheng Qing led five thousand elite soldiers into the city with great force.

The rebels saw that the situation was hopeless. Their martial artists were either dead or fleeing, and their comrades were retreating everywhere. They all knew that the situation was hopeless.

As a result, this city, which had just changed hands not long ago, quickly fell for the second time.

Zhou You witnessed this scene throughout the journey!
(End of this chapter)