Mythical Cultivation

After hearing the voice transmission, the man in black surnamed Ying immediately turned his head to look at the center of the battlefield and carefully observed the current situation for a moment.

I have to admit that, as the man in black just said, it is hopeless to successfully seize the treasure today.

However, he was truly unwilling to accept this! He had painstakingly found such a rare opportunity, but due to his own lack of strength, he could only watch it slip away.

Just as he was struggling with his inner conflict, a figure suddenly appeared in the quiet courtyard. Upon closer inspection, he saw an old man with snow-white hair.

The old man was in good spirits, with steady steps and an aura of authority that came from his body. He was the highly respected butler of the Bai Mansion.

"Grandpa Qu! You've arrived just in time. Please help us get rid of these hateful enemies!" Bai Ningzhu shouted with joy as she saw the old man appear.

However, the old man did not rush into the battlefield to fight the enemy as everyone expected. Instead, he walked quickly to Bai Ningzhu and said with a hint of reproach but more of a doting tone:

"Oh, my Third Miss, why are you so foolish? This is a dangerous place, how can you set foot here so easily? If something goes wrong, how can I explain it to the master and the mistress?"

Bai Ningzhu pouted playfully and responded coquettishly: "Grandpa Qu, please don't underestimate me. I am not that weak and fragile girl! Besides, I have Granny Qiu guarding me here, so I will be fine." As she spoke, she winked at Granny Qiu beside her.

Hearing this, the old man shook his head helplessly, but the concern in his eyes grew even stronger. "Forget it, since the Third Young Lady has said so, then the two of you should quickly move away to avoid accidental injury. I'll leave the rest to this old servant."

After saying this, the old man gently waved his arm, and something suddenly shot out from his wide sleeve. In an instant, there was a sharp "whoosh" sound, like an arrow piercing the air, and a piercing sound suddenly rang out.

The man in black who was fighting fiercely with Wu Ming suddenly fell backwards as if all his strength was drained away, and landed heavily on the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

After the dust settled, everyone was surprised to find that it was a willow-leaf flying knife flashing with cold light that pierced the black-clothed man's heart accurately!

Until the last moment of his life, the man in black was unable to react at all, which shows how fast the flying knife was.

"Sixth brother!" Four grief-stricken cries suddenly rang out. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw four people wearing black night clothes shouting with grief on their faces.

It turned out that they were the four sworn brothers of the man in black who had fallen dead. The eldest brother, who was the leader, could not believe what was happening before his eyes. In such a short moment, their sixth brother had died.

At this moment, the words that his sixth brother had just conveyed through secret telepathy were still echoing in his mind.

"Sixth brother, this is all my fault. If we had retreated earlier, you might not have lost your life. All this is my fault!"

The man in black kept blaming himself while waving the long knife in his hand wildly.

The flash of the sword brought with it gusts of sharp wind. Even the master who was confronting it head-on could not help but look solemn and repeatedly retreat to avoid being hurt by its sharpness.

At the same time, the man in black surnamed Ying, who had been watching coldly and thinking of countermeasures, saw this scene and realized in his heart that today's matter would not end well.

So they made a decisive decision to retreat. After all, as the saying goes, "Where the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood." As long as they could preserve their strength and evacuate this place safely, there would always be a chance for revenge in the future.

"Brother, the situation is not good. Let's retreat quickly!" He nervously sent a message to the burly big brother in black clothes next to him.

Upon hearing this, the eldest brother in black had a glint of determination in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, brothers, retreat!"

Before he finished speaking, the man in black swung his long sword fiercely, and a powerful blade energy whistled out, instantly knocking the worshiper who was fighting fiercely in front of him back. Then, he flashed and rushed towards Wu Ming like a ghost.

At this time, Wu Ming had already dealt with the man in black in front of him, so he was ready to go and support Nangong Wending.

However, at this moment, he suddenly heard one of the men in black shout "retreat", and then he saw a black shadow rushing towards him.

Wu Ming's heart tightened. Although he didn't know what this person's intention was, it seemed that he was rushing towards him, so he naturally didn't dare to take it lightly.

So he quickly raised the sword in his hand, held it across his chest, and became fully alert.

In the blink of an eye, the man in black rushed over. Without a word, he raised his long sword high in the air and slashed at Wu Ming fiercely with a fierce gust of wind.

The blow was so powerful and powerful that it seemed as if it would cut Wu Ming in two. However, Wu Ming was no ordinary man. With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed his signature Autumn Water Sword Technique. The sword flashed like mercury, meeting the fierce blade's radiance.

There was a loud clang, and sparks flew from the clash of swords. Seeing his move had failed, the man in black didn't even bother to look at Wu Ming.

Instead, he leaned over, grabbed the body of his companion on the ground and carried it on his shoulder. He pushed hard with his feet and took off into the air again. After a few rises and falls into the distance, he was about to disappear from everyone's sight.

How could Wu Ming let him escape so easily? He shouted loudly and rushed after him like an arrow from a bow. At the same time, he swung his sword non-stop, and sword energy shot towards the man in black like a meteor chasing the moon, trying to block his path.

At this moment, after hearing the retreat signal from their eldest brother, the other men in black all used their best skills and tried their best to force back the tough opponents standing in front of them.

Their figures flashed and their moves were fierce, for a moment they forced the people in front of them to retreat again and again.

However, how could the priests and the two commanders let these people go so easily? Seeing this, they immediately flashed and moved as fast as ghosts, blocking the path of these men in black in the blink of an eye.