This immortal has a lot of rebelliousness

I was almost vomiting blood out of anger.

Zhang Xianling was speechless for a moment, and hurriedly controlled the sword formation to change several times. He took the time to eat a few more pills to replenish his rapidly consumed qi, blood and true essence.

"Old man Wang!"

He turned around and glared at Uncle Wang.

Zhang Xianling's eyes flashed with ferocity as he roared, "I don't care if he's really stupid or just pretending. If this bastard doesn't leave, we'll all be in trouble together!"

Startled slightly.

The elderly Mr. Wang immediately understood what Zhang Xianling meant.

Due to Nangong Yan's sensitive identity, anything could happen to anyone in the detention team, but he alone must not make any mistakes.

not to mention.

The red-clothed swordsman's target is this guy, and only when he is no longer here will the other party give up.

"Third Young Master, I'm sorry for the offense!"

Gritting his teeth secretly.

Uncle Wang acted quickly and chopped Nangong Yan on the back of his neck with a knife.

The other party's cultivation is weak.

Even Shen Tu Yu was inferior to him. He rolled his eyes and fainted on the spot.

"Everyone, take the surviving wounded and prisoners and set off for Lingyun Peak immediately. No mistakes!"

Carrying up the unconscious Nangong Yan.

Uncle Wang leaped up and, under the cover of a group of guards, quickly led the prisoners towards Lingyun Peak.

"Brother!"

He was held up by two tall and strong guards.

Bored Shen Tu Yu looked back at Zhang Xianling. He struggled desperately but to no avail. He could only be forcibly taken away from this dangerous place and fled with the large group.

Narrow your eyes.

The woman in red in the sky immediately noticed something strange, turned around and looked down at Wang Bo and Nangong Yan who were walking away, and a murderous look flashed in her eyes.

Ss ...

The sharp sword light suddenly turned around.

The woman in red was too lazy to continue fighting with Zhang Xianling, so she leaped up and chased after him.

Boom——

Stretch your arms in the air.

Zhang Xianling was quick-eyed and quick-handed, so how could he possibly give the other party a chance to chase him?

The "Shattering Void Hand" was suddenly launched, and the huge claw shadow moved from bottom to top, breaking through the blockade of the opponent's sword light and attacking his lower body fiercely.

All of a sudden.

A strong gale swept up, blowing across the dark sky in an instant.

The bright red skirt was lifted up.

The woman in red was careless and was swept away by an unknown strong wind, and her beautiful figure was almost exposed on the spot.

"I go!"

grin.

Zhang Xianling gave a thumbs up and pretended to exclaim, "What a great figure!"

Hear the words.

The woman in red quickly stopped in mid-air and held down the hem of her skirt that was dancing in the wind.

Caught off guard, a blush flashed across her brows.

It was precisely because of this momentary hesitation that Nangong Yan and others had already left a mess on the ground and disappeared into the distant horizon, completely losing their trace.

He stood there for a long while.

A hint of anger appeared on his fair face, and the sword energy around him instantly ran wild.

"mean!"

He turned around and glanced at Zhang Xianling.

The woman in red glared at him, knowing that she had fallen into Zhang Xianling's trap.

Lingyun Peak is not far from here.

According to the speed at which everyone was fleeing, it would be meaningless even if she chased them at this moment. Instead, it would attract siege from the monks of the Nangong family in the mining area.

Her mission has failed!

"They left, but you can't escape..."

Suddenly turned around.

The woman in red closed her eyes, finally calming her turbulent mind. She asked coldly, "Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Stepping on the light of escape.

Zhang Xianling let out a long sigh and smiled, "I bet you can't kill me today. Besides, there's no deep hatred between you and me."

Spread your hands.

Zhang Xianling suggested: "So, how many spirit stones can make you give up the mission? Name your price!"

He was startled violently.

The woman in red couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, and a trace of surprise flashed across her cold and beautiful face.

In Zhang Xianling's opinion, this woman was just a hired killer.

Since it is a business, it can be bought and there is no need to risk your life.

"hehe......"

I couldn't help but chuckle.

The corners of the red-dressed woman's mouth turned up, and her beautiful face looked particularly dazzling in the moonlight.

"Do you think I was hired by someone else to take Nangong Yan's life for the spirit stone?"

"What else..."

Shrug his shoulders.

Zhang Xianling remained noncommittal and said, "Don't tell me you're doing this to liberate the oppressed laborers in Lingyun Peak, or that you're fed up with the Nangong family's ruling style in Haoqi City..."

There was a pause.

Zhang Xianling winked and emphasized, "Girl, you and I are actually ordinary people. There are too many unfair things in this world. Killing for profit is understandable, but killing for justice is not worth it at all."

The joking tone was filled with rare clarity in the world.

He has long seen through the essence of the Three Realms and Four Continents.

Zhang Xianling knew clearly in his heart that the so-called benevolence, righteousness and morality were nothing but a means of posturing, and were hypocritical rhetoric used by the powerful and high-ranking people to check and balance the lives of all living beings in the world.

They all talk about cultivation.

But what is the truth that all living beings are struggling to cultivate?

After all, it's just about making yourself live longer and better in this world full of dangers.

"interesting."

He smiled coldly.

The red-dressed woman scoffed and shook her head, saying, "As a cultivator, it seems you have no faith at all, and you are even blind to the suffering and hardships of the sentient beings in the three realms."

With his eyelids drooping, Zhang Xianling was speechless for a moment.

I had already guessed about 70% of it, and I actually got it right.

This woman is probably just a brainless idealist who thinks all day long about saving the working people and would like to achieve world peace across the three realms and four continents.

As for this assassination, it must not be as simple as it seems on the surface, and it is full of complicated hidden secrets.

"Sister, there are too many people in this world who have a hard time..."

Pointing at the woman in red.

Zhang Xianling said bluntly, "You can handle it all by yourself!"

At this point, the two of them had already been at loggerheads.

Care about the world, or protect yourself.

The stark differences in their respective positions and views have made truth and purpose unimportant.

Huh~~~

suddenly.

On the distant horizon, dense rays of light shot up into the sky.

Judging from the direction, it was a large group of people coming from the Lingyunfeng mining area.

"I said, you can't kill me today..."

grin.

Zhang Xianling was fearless and said calmly, "Lingyun Peak is not far from here. If the cultivators of the Nangong family were to flee at full speed, they would arrive here in just half an incense stick of time."

"Although I am no match for you, it won't be easy to defeat me within half an incense stick..."

Waved violently.

The twelve flying swords immediately scattered and returned to Zhang Xianling one after another.

He took the initiative to withdraw the sword formation.

Zhang Xianling narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Let's go. If you continue to waste time with me, you will be beaten into dumplings."

until now.

The woman in red only realized it later.

It turns out that everything from beginning to end was actually within Zhang Xianling's calculations.

First, he forcibly stopped himself from taking action and asked others to rush to the Lingyunfeng mining area. Then, he deliberately delayed time under the pretext of negotiating a deal.

Now the reinforcements from the mining area have arrived.

As the saying goes, two fists cannot beat four hands. No matter how strong her cultivation is, it is impossible for her to fight against all the cultivators in the Lingyun Peak mining area by herself.

"What a shameless person..."

He groaned for a moment.

The woman in red lightly hooked her finger, and the red flying sword immediately flew back into the scabbard behind her.

Flying into the air to the top of the clouds.

A figure dressed in blood-red, with a heroic demeanor, looked down and asked coldly, "My name is Wei Yinhong. Do you dare to leave your name?"

He raised his eyebrows.

Zhang Xianling hesitated for a while, then blurted out, "I am Zhang Xianling, and I appreciate your guidance."

"Zhang Xianling, I will remember you."

The look in his eyes was profound.

Wei Yinhong flicked his sleeves and left, controlling the sword energy and diving into the clouds under the night sky. As he flew away, he left behind a meaningful sentence.

"The Nangong family of Haoqi City is definitely not a good family. Even if you are only interested in profit, it is not worth it to work for them..."

Watching a touch of bright red disappear into the night sky.

Zhang Xianling curled his lips, feeling relieved, but his heart was filled with mixed emotions.

Trying to get the skin of a tiger will not benefit you in the end.

It's not that he doesn't understand this principle, but for the sake of the "Qiankun Qi Gathering Cauldron", even though he knows it's a dangerous place, Zhang Xianling has to rush in.

It doesn't take a while.

A large number of monks flew over, all wearing pitch-black armor, and instantly surrounded the area.

Zhang Xianling remained calm.

He quickly restrained his breath, stepped on the light of escape and stayed where he was, looking like he was ready to be dealt with by the emperor.

in the crowd.

A sturdy man slowly floated out, the long sword in his hand was extremely domineering, and his every move exuded a terrifying aura.

"I am the Lingyun Peak scout, Feng Zhengqi..."

He looked around.

Feng Zhengqi, a tall and strong man, looked unfriendly and asked, "Where is the assassin?"

"Left early." Zhang Xianling replied.

Hear the words.

Feng Zhengqi frowned and asked, "Damn it, why didn't you keep her?!"

Drooping eyelids.

Zhang Xianling rolled his eyes and blurted out, "Why do you even need to ask? I can't beat him. He's a one-in-a-million swordsman!"

This one sentence left Feng Zhengqi speechless.

The two stared at each other for a long time, and the situation became awkward.

quickly.

An attendant behind him hurried forward and whispered a few words in Feng Zhengqi's ear.

"Are you Zhang Xianling from Junzitang?" Feng Zhengqi suddenly asked.

Nodding silently.

Zhang Xianling was too lazy to waste time talking to these people. Anyway, he had already done everything he should and shouldn't have done. As long as he didn't lose his head, they could do whatever they wanted with him.

"The Third Young Master has ordered that you must be brought back to Lingyun Peak, alive or dead, to await your fate..."

A big wave of his hand.

Feng Zhengqi turned around, and immediately two monks rushed forward, attacking Zhang Xianling left and right, and forcibly put handcuffs and leg irons on him.

He nodded without hesitation.

Seeing that there was no point in staying here, Feng Zhengqi immediately turned around and left with everyone and Zhang Xianling, wanting only to return to Lingyun Peak to report.

He frowned.

Zhang Xianling looked down at the shackles on his wrists, suppressed his temper for the sake of the overall situation, and followed everyone to fly towards Lingyun Peak.

......

same moment.

Located in a manor on the outskirts of Haoqi City.

The moonlight is like water, shining through the sparse clouds and pouring into the quiet courtyard.

Several koi fish swam leisurely in the pond, their red and white figures drawing delicate ripples in the water.

In the pavilion.

A young man in a nightgown was lazily lying in the arms of a maid.

But he looked haggard.

There were thick dark circles under the eyes on his originally pretty face, and he looked decadent, as if he hadn't slept well.

"Owner......"

Buzzing sound~~

As the ground shook, a strange black shadow emerged from the ground and immediately knelt down towards the young man.

"came back?"

He raised his eyebrows lightly.

The young man slowly stood up, raised his hand and picked up the small wine glass on the table beside him, while the maid behind him quickly and tactfully retreated.

"How is it going? Are things going well?"

Hear the words.

The black-clothed man kneeling on the ground didn't dare to look up at all. He replied in a deep voice: "In reply to the master, the sword cultivator Wei Yinhong failed, and the third young master fled in a panic, but he saved his life."

As soon as these words came out.

The young man couldn't help but pause, the wine glass in his hand trembled slightly, and a lot of wine spilled out in an instant.

"It's really annoying..."

Lower your head and smile.

The young man's expression was filled with self-mockery as he mused, "This wine has lost its flavor instantly, but I just can't drink it."

Say it.

He raised his hand and poured the wine in the cup into the lake beside the pavilion.

But then I heard a loud bang~~

The originally calm lake surface suddenly exploded, with water splashing into the sky, showing signs of boiling.

The man in black who was kneeling on the ground trembled all over and shivered, not daring to make any sound.

"What's the specific reason?"

He played with the empty jade cup in his hand.

The young man's tone remained lazy as he pondered, "That Wei Yinhong hates evil and has a mind as innocent as a child, but his cultivation is by no means weak."

There was a pause.

The young man sneered, "With the few men my third brother has, it's simply wishful thinking to stop her. I'm afraid something must have happened."

"Master, what you said is absolutely true..."

The man in black quickly explained, "Originally, everything was going smoothly. The Third Young Master was forced into a desperate situation, but a damn cultivator suddenly appeared and restrained Wei Yinhong with his own strength, allowing the others to escape."

He frowned.

The young man put down his glass suddenly and asked, "Who is that person?"

"My subordinates secretly investigated this person's background..."

He pondered for a moment.

The man in black explained everything: "This man's name is Zhang Xianling. He was originally the top rank of the Gentlemen's Hall."

"Not long ago, the 'Junzitang' was nearly wiped out due to the breach of the seal on the 'Demon Suppression Cave'. The surviving disciples were punished by His Majesty the Divine King and were demoted to Lingyun Peak for forced labor..."

Still kneeling on the ground.

The man in black continued, "This Zhang Xianling is the current leader of the Gentlemen's Hall and one of the prisoners that the Third Young Master is in custody this time."

"For some reason, he chose to save people at the critical moment, which caused Wei Yinhong to miss the opportunity."