Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty Two – Kun Lun (2/2)
A little sect like Wu Kong Sword Sect would not have any power to resist under the influence of Kun Lun.
Ming Lie saw the other had become silent again and confusion rose. “Can Sir give your name. A friend of Eldest Shixiong is a friend of our Kun Lun! We will act as hosts!”
“Where’s Shixiong?” Gongsun Cha asked Zong Ru beside him in a low voice.
Zong Ru closed his eyes and opened them a moment later. He said, bewildered, “Daren seems to be meditating.”
“Meditating?” Gongsun Cha raised an eyebrow. He turned to look at Wei Sheng. “What does Eldest Shixiong think? They are most likely starting to suspect our origins now.”
“What do you think?” Wei Sheng asked warily.
Gongsun Cha gave a shy smile and did not answer. “It is not suitable for us to be targeted by Kun Lun at present.”
“You mean … …” Wei Sheng had a shocked expression.
Gongsun Cha raised his white hand and lightly sketched a chop.
“Hiss!” Wei Sheng inhaled sharply, and the people around them also showed shock. But in a moment, everyone’s shock turned to excitement and eagerness.
Kun Lun! That was Kun Lun!
For every sword xiu, Kun Lun was akin to a holy ground! And in reality, Kun Lun was the holy ground of sword xiu! Of the Four Realm Heaven, Kun Lun was the most honored! This honor was not borne out of thin air, but fought for by Kun Lun sword xiu using the flying sword of their heart in that great war three thousand years ago!
Even the subordinate sects of Kun Lun had no weak people, much less true Kun Lun disciples!
Wei Sheng hadn’t expected Gongsun Cha to be so daring to know that the other was a Kun Lun disciples and still dare to kill!
However, Wei Sheng was not a stupid person. He knew that he had exposed their identities when he had asked for Lin Qian’s identity. Ming Lie only needed to pass this information back. With Lin Qian’s intelligence, he would most likely guess it was them! Gongsun Cha was correct. If they were targeted by Kun Lun now, then they would be in danger!
He also thought about Wu Kong Sword Sect … …
Strength flashed through his eyes. He nodded heavily. “Okay!”
That heavy word was like a vase that broke. Thick killing intent spread out!
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Liang Wei heard the exchange between the two and his heart continued to sink. The two seemed to be old acquaintances. He suddenly found his thinking just now was truly absurd. How could xiuzhe cultivate yao poisons?
It probably was a ling poison that the other had made that was similar to yao poison!
Thinking about this, he prepared to take his subordinates and retreat. If these two troops allied together, then it would no longer be so easy for them to retreat. Fortunately, he had acted the latest. So even though his attacking position was not good, it was very suited for retreat!
At this time, a change suddenly occurred!
The little black ship suddenly lit up in his vision.
Boom!
Like fireworks exploding, sword energies shot out!
Liang Wei’s expression changed. Was the other attacking? He was so frightened he almost shouted, but he perceptively caught a detail out of the corner of his eye. His figure instantly stilled.
Those sword energies … …
They were … … all heading towards the Kun Lun sword xiu!
What was going on? Inner conflict?
Liang Wei was stunned where he stood with bewilderment on his face. The combat yao beside him were all dumbstruck.
The other’s attack had occurred so suddenly without a hint of warning that the Kun Lun sword xiu did not react immediately. Their ranks shifted. The sword xiu first had astonishment on their faces, and then they showed fury.
Ming Lie was both shocked and angry. “You cowards dare!”
When was Kun Lun ever attacked by other sects first? Just the two words Kun Lun had crushed countless sects before. Today, there was someone that knew their origins and dared to attack them!
This was the first time Ming Lie had encountered such a thing!
Fury burned in his heart. He unhesitatingly went forward and shouted angrily, “Kun Lun! Kill!”
The sword lights of the Kun Lun sword xiu lit up!
Watching from a distance, Liang Wei started tightly at the sword lights that drew out beautiful curves. There was only one phrase echoing in his mind.
Surround! Tactical surround!
The other’s intentions suddenly became clear
—they intended to not leave even one alive!
Translator Ramblings: Everything waves bye-bye to Zuo Mo, jingshi, spells … …