Chapter 212 - Someone Who Was Once First In The World (1/2)

Seeing that the Evil Lord was only injured and had not fallen, Zhou Xuanji’s heart plummeted.

Even with the Tianxia Map, he needed time to recover his spirit energy.

The Evil Lord looked down at Zhou Xuanji with a savage expression. He raised his right hand and pointed his palm towards Zhou Xuanji.

Massive, blood-red palms appeared in the sky, giving off unstoppable momentum as they descended.

“Moo!”

A domineering bull’s roar sounded out as Chongming Demon Monarch rushed over and blocked above Zhou Xuanji.

His body blocked the countless blood-red palms, causing his qi and blood to boil. His skin split open and blood spilled out.

Jiang Xue, Xiao Jinghong, Zhao Congjian, Han Shenbo, and the others flew over, taking up protective stances around Zhou Xuanji’s sides.

Chongming Demon Monarch gritted his teeth as he forced a smile and said, “I’m not a bad tank, eh?”

Before anyone replied to him, the Evil Lord waved his hand and a powerful wind blew him away.

“Today, no one can save you. Even if gods and immortals come, you will still die!” The Evil Lord said as he viciously laughed. Apart from Daoya Old Man who was barely strong enough, everyone else was an ant in his eyes!

Daoya Old Man pressed his palms together, preparing to unleash a magical technique.

“Wu!” At that moment, a roar sounded out, causing the heavens and earth to seem to darken.

Hearing this, the Evil Lord’s expression fell and immediately shouted out, “Retreat!”

After saying this, he left first, turning into a blood-red cloud and disappearing over the horizon. The other demonic cultivators did not understand what was happening, but they also followed suit and ran away in fear.

Everyone felt quite stunned, looking confused.

Han Shenbo gulped as he asked, “Was that a slap in the face?”

Lying on his sword, Zhou Xuanji turned his head and looked over. The direction that the roar sounded out from was covered with thunderclouds.

“Jiang Wudi,” Daoya Old Man muttered. Only then did the others come back to their senses and realize it was him.

Jiang Xue flew to Zhou Xuanji’s side and picked him up before landing on the ground.

Xiao Jinghong and Zhao Congjian went to take a look at Chongming Demon Monarch’s injuries.

The thunderclouds in the distance disappeared, and Jiang Wudi appeared behind everyone. He smiled as he spoke, “Brother Zhou, why are you in such a wretched state?”

Jiang Xue, Huang Lianxin, Beixiao Wangjian, Han Shenbo, and Daoya Old Man looked back at him, their gazes wary.

Even though the Evil Lord had only retreated because of Jiang Wudi, they were not familiar with Jiang Wudi and did not know what his intentions were.

“Thank you for your help,” Zhou Xuanji opened his eyes as he sat on the ground, recovering from his injuries.

This place was far away from Great Zhou, so why was Jiang Wudi here?

Could it be that he had been following them?

Jiang Wudi could tell what they were wondering and smiled as he said, “I was just helping out. Even if I hadn’t helped, someone else would.”

After saying this, he looked in another direction and asked, “Isn’t that right, Sect Lord Xian?”

Sect Lord Xian!

Everyone was very startled and instinctively looked over, but there was no trace of Xian Xianghua within the unsteady-looking forest.

Zhou Xuanji gloomily sighed.

Why are you always following me? Is it because I’m handsome?

“Since you knew I was here, why did you jump out and force them to owe you a favor?” Xian Xianghua’s cold voice sounded out.

Following this, a wave of demonic qi descended from the sky, landing behind everyone.

After the demonic qi dissipated, Xian Xianghua, Zong Kuiming, and Jiang Han appeared.

Jiang Han’s gaze fell on Jiang Xue and Huang Lianxin’s bodies before locking on to Jiang Xue.