Chapter 120 - The Sword Emperor of Great Zhou Is Wanted (1/2)
Zhou Xuanji waved his right hand, and the Sky-sundering Emperor Sword deflected the flying knife with perfect, impeccable accuracy.
Clang–
XIao Jinghong drew his sword and walked to the front. Zhao Congjian stepped backward automatically to protect their rear.
This was what they had rehearsed before.
In case someone might sneak up on them from behind.
Zhou Xuanji looked ahead, squinting his eyes. He could only see the silhouette of someone walking over from the horizon.
He wore a bamboo hat and black clothes, but his face was not yet recognizable.
“Who are you?”
Xiao Jinghong asked loudly. He was immediately kicked by Zhou Xuanji on his ass and almost fell over.
He turned around furiously and was going to ask who did it.
Zhou Xuanji stared at him coldly and said, “He has already attacked, and you still ask who he is? Charge at him straight away!”
Xiao Jinghong was speechless and immediately charged ahead with his sword.
The group continued ahead with their average speed.
Soon, the Sword Noble engaged in combat with the man in black clothes.
The man held two flying knives in each hand. His movements were ghost-like and were on par with Xiao Jinghong.
“This person is an Astral Infant cultivator too?”
Beixiao Wangjian said astonishingly He could feel a powerful pressurizing aura that made his scalp numb.
The little black snake laid on Small Er’s head and said strengthless, “Outside of Great Zhou, there are as many Astral Infants as dogs?”
Half a month ago, while the Three-eyed Drought Rodent was out searching for treasure, it ate something it shouldn’t have. And because of that, the little black snake was without food for half a month.
Han Shenbo said, “Juemo Wasteland is extremely chaotic. People who come here are all very powerful, and most of them are here for assassination or treasure hunting.”
He was taught in the Sacred Ground, after all, so he passed by Juemo Wasteland before.
“Our situation is rare. If we do things carefully, it’s improbable that we will meet an Astral Infant cultivator.” He said with the tone of someone with experience.
After Zhou Xuanji and the others reached Xiao Jinghong, he had already taken the head of his enemy and searched his body for storage bags and rings.
This person was considered wealthy. He had plenty of pills and spirit stones.
The group continued ahead.
After half an hour.
Two muscular men charged at them with their own great-hammers. They were both Astral Infant cultivators.
Xiao Jinghong fought the two alone. Although he was slightly injured, he killed both his enemies.
“This is what you mean by very unlikely?”
The little black snake threw Han Shenbo a stare and called him to account.
After that, it looked toward Zhou Xuanji and shouted, “Master, this guy spoke insolently. I suggest awarding all his food to me.”
Han Shenbo was anxious.
Their food was not merely food, they were pills used for cultivation.
Zhou Xuanji was considered generous to them. Other than Han Shenbo’s enchanted artifact and energy techniques, all his spirit stones and pills were confiscated by Zhou Xuanji.
He was still trying to recover his true prowess. How could he be without his food?
Zhou Xuanji nodded and said, “Your half months’ ration belong to it now.”
“I…”
Han Shenbo wanted to cry but no tears came forth. Zhou Xuanji was just too imposing!
Zhou Xuanji ignored him and walked directly to Xiao Jinghong. “Find a place to stop. Our target is to ambush the Empress and not to travel to the other end of Juemo Wasteland.”
The Sword Noble nodded and immediately leaped up. He flew towards the horizon to find a place suitable for settling down.
Jiang Xue walked over and asked mysteriously, “Xuanji, do you sense that something is off? I always feel like something is watching over us.”
Zhou Xuanji looked around. Other than them, there were no traces of other people or demons.
His cultivation was higher than Jiang Xue’s, and yet he sensed nothing wrong. It could be that Jiang Xue was overly anxious.