Fox Demon: Starts with Lu Zu template

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East China Sea, Emperor Wu City.

Wang Xianzhi stood on the wall of Wudi City, gazing into the distance alone.

At this time, a voice came from a distance.

"Wang Xianzhi, we are here to visit the East China Sea!"

Chapter 135 The Defeated King's Hegemony

Deep in the mountains and forests, fog is lingering.

Yang Jian walked slowly forward on the dead branches and fallen leaves, with Xiaotian Dog leading the way in front, sniffing the ground with its golden nose from time to time.

When he left the Yang family a month ago, he specifically asked Xiaotian to remember Yang Yitan's breath, and now he followed this breath all the way here.

"Woof woof!" Xiaotian suddenly stopped and barked at a dilapidated temple in front of him.

"Is this the place?" Yang Jian's eyes slightly opened, and silver lines were faintly visible between his eyebrows.

Roaring Sky Dog nodded vigorously, wagging its tail like a rattle.

The outer walls of the dilapidated temple had long since collapsed, leaving only a few rotten beams and pillars barely supporting the crumbling roof.

Yang Jian's fingertips gently stroked the mottled door frame, and his Heavenly Eyes looked back in time, seeing the scene from a few days ago -

A dozen young men wearing masks gathered here, led by none other than Wang Quan Baiye.

Yang Yitan stood aside, along with the Li brothers carrying sword cases, and Qing Muyuan holding a jade ruyi...

At this time, Yang Jian withdrew his gaze and suddenly his ears moved slightly.

There were light footsteps coming from the distance, and at least seven or eight people were approaching this side.

"Come back." He called out softly, and Roaring Sky Dog immediately turned into golden light and disappeared into his sleeve.

Yang Jian's figure flashed, and the whole person dissipated into the air like mist.

With his current strength, the Masked Group and others cannot detect him.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, accompanied by the unique laughter and playfulness of young people.

"Fourth brother, can your newly developed sword box really hold a thousand flying swords?"

"Nonsense! I'll open your eyes later!"

Ten figures wearing various masks walked into the ruined temple one after another.

Yang Jian hid in the dark, his eyes sweeping over the members of the "Masked Group" in the original novel.

This was the first time he had seen all the Masked Group members in person:

The masked sword immortal Wang Quan Baiye, the Three Consciousness God Yang Yitan, the Unfixed Sword Lord Li Zizai, the Thousand Machine Boy Li Quzhuo, the Wind and Thunder Wings Ji Wuji, the Miaoyu Fairy Qing Muyuan, the Sky Roaring Star Mu Shenqi, the Black Sword Zhang Zheng, the Immovable Ksitigarbha Deng Qiyue, and the Dream Swordsman Wang Quanzui.

"Everyone is here." Wang Quan Baiye looked around at everyone, his voice sounding a little dull through the funny mask.

"This operation is of great importance. Let me briefly explain the deployment."

He took out a map from his arms and spread it on the ground, and everyone immediately gathered around.

"We will split into four groups." Wang Quan Baiye's fingers traced four routes on the map. "My third and fourth brothers and I will head to the Southern Kingdom..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian understood that this was where the plot was about to begin.

In the original novel, Wang Quan Baiye and others faced the Poison King Huan Du Qingtian in the Southern Kingdom, and Wang Quan Baiye also became acquainted with Dongfang Huaizhu.

"Remember, this trip is just for investigation, don't alert the enemy." Wang Quan Baiye warned solemnly.

"We'll rejoin here when we're done."

Everyone agreed in unison.

At this moment, Wang Quanzui suddenly took off his mask, revealing a pretty little face: "Brother, I heard that you went to the East Sea Wudi City to challenge Wang Xianzhi some time ago?"

The air solidified instantly.

All eyes were directed towards the king's hegemony.

They had wanted to ask about this for a long time, but they were just embarrassed to bring it up.

Yang Yitan silently took a half step back. After all, he was the one who went to Wudi City with Wang Quan Baiye at that time.

"Well...I did go to Wudi City." Wang Quan Baiye's voice was a little dry.

He subconsciously touched the iron sword at his waist - his original sword had been left in Wudi City.

"What's the result?" Wang Quanzui insisted.

You can hear a pin drop in the dilapidated temple.

In fact, they all thought that Wang Quan Baiye could not win, after all, that was Wang Xianzhi!

Although their current strength can be regarded as the strongest among the younger generation of the Dao League, they are still too small in Wang Xianzhi's eyes.

"Three swords." Wang Quan Baiye smiled bitterly, and even the funny mask on his face could not hide his embarrassment.

"I struck out with my full strength three times, but I couldn't even force him to retreat half a step."

"hiss--"

The sounds of gasps came one after another.

Zhang Zheng held the sword tightly in his hand, his eyes full of disbelief.

They knew very well the strength of Wang Quan Baiye, but even so, they couldn't force Wang Xianzhi to retreat even half a step!

You know, with their current strength, they can fight the Demon King together!

"Then...how strong is Wang Xianzhi?" Wang Quanzui asked the question that everyone was thinking.

Wang Quan Baiye was silent for a long time, and the sunlight shone through the dilapidated roof onto his smiling mask.

"I don't know. After all, I felt like he didn't use any force on me at all." He touched the scar at the corner of his eye and said in a low voice, "It's like facing the entire starry sky. It's so vast that it makes me despair."

These words made everyone feel heavy-hearted.

"But!" Wang Quan Baiye suddenly raised his voice.

"That's why we must uncover the truth about this world!"

Wang Quanbaiye's words immediately ignited the passion of several people.

But at this moment, Yang Yitan seemed to have realized something and turned around suddenly.

Suddenly enter a state of alert.

Seeing this, the masked group and others on the side also became alert and looked around.

"Who? Come out!"

Yang Yitan suddenly shouted into the darkness.

The atmosphere suddenly fell into silence.

The dilapidated temple couldn't be quieter.

"Second brother, what happened?" Li Quzhuo asked.

"Someone is watching us in the dark!" Yang explained with a sigh, but his eyes were always fixed on the surroundings.

Just then, a figure walked out from the darkness.

"Don't be nervous, I don't mean any harm.

When Yang Jian came closer, Yang Yitan finally recognized Yang Jian.

"Second brother, why are you here...?"

Yang Yitan was shocked to see that it was Yang Jian who came.

His eyes were full of confusion.

How could his good brother appear here, and even in Erhai Lake?

"Brother, I'm here to take you home!"

These words shocked everyone present.

Yang Yitan stepped forward, took Yang Jian's hand, and stroked his forehead.

Check to see if it is burned out.

Why are you talking nonsense now?

"Second brother, your younger brother is really interesting."

"Yeah, is that so funny?"

Yang Yitan understood that Li Quzhuo and the others were joking, but he knew better about the other party's strength.

Wang Quan Baiye also remained silent. After all, he and Yang Jian actually knew each other.

At this moment, a terrifying momentum came violently.

Everyone present suddenly felt as if they had been struck by great luck.

"Brother, I meant what I said to you seven years ago. A gentleman's word is as good as his bond."

"Don't let me down, brother!"

The main reason is that Yang Jian can't wait to personally experience the strength of the Mask Group and others.

Let’s see how capable these ten geniuses, who are said to appear once in a century, are.

Seeing that Yang Jian was serious, Yang sighed and remained silent.

After a moment: "Give me two minutes to get ready."

Yang Jian agreed to this request without thinking.

Not to mention two minutes, even if he gave the other party a month or a year, it would be of no avail.

Chapter 136 The first battle with the Masked Group!

The wind in the forest suddenly stopped.

Yang Yitan pulled everyone in the masked group aside. The expressions under the ten masks were different, but they all revealed confusion and shock.

They never expected that their carefully planned operation would be interrupted by the sudden appearance of this young man in silver armor.

"Yi Sigh, what's wrong with your brother?" Li Quzhuo was the first to lose his patience, and the sword case made a rattling sound.

"Why did you do it without saying anything?"

"That's right!" Wang Quanzui took off his butterfly mask and rubbed his numb wrist angrily, "I haven't even drawn my sword yet!"

Yang Yi sighed with a wry smile and took off his Heavenly Eye wood-grain mask, revealing a face that was 70% similar to Yang Jian.

He knew his brother's strength better than anyone else - the strongest genius in the history of the Yang family, whose strength was now unfathomable.

"Listen to me first." Yang Yi sighed and lowered his voice, "We'll coordinate our attacks later and should be able to catch him off guard..."

"What?" Li Quzhuo almost jumped up. "Second brother, are you kidding me? You want us to fight your brother together?"

You know, if the masked group joins forces, even the Demon King can't do anything to them.

Now ten people are besieging a teenager who looks about the same age as them?

Yang Yitan was about to explain when Wang Quan Baiye suddenly raised his hand to stop him: "Fourth Brother, don't be careless."

Beneath the funny mask, his voice was particularly solemn: "Yi Shen, I remember you once said that your brother is the same age as you?"

"Yeah." Yang sighed and nodded.

"That means he's fifteen now..." Wang Quan Baiye took a deep breath. "Do you remember the incident seven years ago when the Xiao family caused trouble for the Yang family?"

Everyone was stunned.

This incident was widely circulated in the Taoist Alliance. It was said that Xiao Wancheng took the inspector to arrest the person, but not only did he fail to catch the person, he was even beaten by an eight-year-old child.

"Could it be..." Qing Muyuan's jade ruyi almost slipped out of her hand.

"That's right." Yang sighed and smiled bitterly, "It was my little brother. He was only eight years old at the time."