Being too ferocious because of caution

Chapter 338 "Sword evil, evil man, how can it be without a name?" Trapped beast

After the end of the Great Zhou, the various schools of thought fell into silence for a long time.

Their power declined, and talents withered.

Even after so many years of recuperation, it is still incomparable with the former prosperity of the Great Zhou.

Among the various schools of thought, there are not many warriors who have entered the Tiger Roar Dragon Roar Realm.

In the huge Six Kingdoms, there are only five figures.

And most of them are old guys who are in charge of the various schools of thought.

The Tiger Roar Dragon Roar Realm warriors who came here... are only more than a thousand.

The realm of martial arts, one realm and one level, warriors of different realms... It is almost impossible to have the strength to fight!

Even a swordsman like Fan Qingxue, who is rare in the ages, would never be able to defeat Ren Wudi if he hadn't made a flying fairy with a sword!

The gap is too big!

"Who are you kidding?"

"Three thousand Tiger Roar Dragon Roar Realm masters? You say there are?"

The man with the knife had cold sweat on his forehead, but his mouth was very hard.

The Qi king's lackey cried:

"My grandfather! You have a knife on my neck, how can I lie to you?"

"That Wei Xuezhong is an old monster who has lived for three hundred years. He has a great cultivation. The three thousand dead soldiers are all led by Wei Xuezhong. They will never leave the Qi forbidden tomb on weekdays!"

After hearing Wei Xuezhong's name several times, someone in the crowd finally remembered it and exclaimed:

"Wei Xuezhong...isn't he the eunuch who assisted the King of Qi Wu?"

"In the records of history books, he was clearly buried with the King of Qi Wu?!"

"Is there really anyone in this world who can live for three hundred years?!"

Qi Wang's running dog trembled and said:

"Wei Xuezhong is faking his death..."

"Before King Wu of Qi died, he built a fake tomb for himself and claimed that he wanted Wei Xuezhong to be buried with him. In fact, he used his tomb as a secret base to train Wei Xuezhong's death warriors..."

"These death warriors are only loyal to Wei Xuezhong and King Qi. Unless they have to, they will never appear in the sun until they die of old age in the tomb..."

"My father was a cook in there. After my father died, I inherited his business, so I know these secrets and I am not dead!"

While everyone was noisy, the cold wind blowing from outside the tomb was mixed with a strong murderous aura.

Everyone quickly went to the door of the tomb. Through the huge entrance, they saw a long black line outside surrounding them...

The dense crowd was full of knife-wielding people wearing the dragon-shaped robes of the Qi court!

"It really is... the realm of tiger roar and dragon chant..."

The faces of several Confucian disciples near the entrance were pale.

Those people wearing the Qi Dynasty's Panlongfu all had pale faces and thin bodies, but their aura was particularly terrifying!

The powerful auras of three thousand Tiger Roaring Dragon Roaring Realms converged, and the oppressive feeling coming towards them was enough to almost make people collapse!

If they were outside, they would have fought to the death and could have survived 30% to 40%.

But at this time, they were all in the front hall of the mausoleum. The entrance to the mausoleum was so big that dozens of people could only go out at a time...

Now the exit was blocked by three thousand Tiger Roaring Dragon Roaring Realm masters. Without the cultivation of Tongtian Fanchen Realm, going out would almost mean death in an instant!

They... were trapped to death in this mausoleum!

Zhao Yi's eyes passed through the backs of the three thousand dead men, and there was a vague black shadow there!

He was sitting in a sedan chair.

Through the light gauze curtain, only the shadow of the head could be seen.

It was looming.

The breath revealed was frightening!

Zhao Yi knew that this person was Wei Xuezhong.

The old eunuch who lived for three hundred years.

"What a terrible aura..."

Su Qingyao, who was standing next to Zhao Yi, slightly exerted force on the green umbrella with her fingers, and her face was full of solemnity.

This guy...

is an absolute quasi-great villain!

"With him in charge... I'm afraid we can't get out."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a gray-robed old man from Cangjian Villa staring:

"Five sects are in charge, Haoran Yiqi..."

"That Wei Xuezhong... is actually a warrior in the Haoran Yiqi realm, no wonder he can live for three hundred years..."

"With such a master in charge outside... I'm afraid we will really die here!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, despair spread in the mausoleum.

Someone sighed, threw away the bloody weapon in his hand, and laughed bitterly:

"We chased fame and fortune, fought each other for the treasure that did not exist at all, but in the end we have to be buried here together."

"Maybe... this is God's will!"

Another person also sighed:

"People die for money, birds die for food... The ancients were not deceiving me!"

"But the King of Qi is really cruel..."

"He didn't even let go of the talents of his own country..."

An old man holding a banner stroked his beard and said sadly:

"Confucians use literature to disrupt the law, and knights use force to violate the ban."

"The King of Qi wants to create a world without chaos with thundering means..."

The Confucian student said coldly:

"It is obvious that the King of Qi himself is cruel by nature and has ambitions that are difficult to control. Why does he brag so much?"

"Without the various schools of thought in the world, will there be no chaos?"

"You must know...where there are people, there are rivers and lakes."

Just when everyone was depressed, the dead soldiers outside suddenly stopped and quietly guarded a hundred steps away from the gate.

"Why did they stop?"

"Because we didn't go deep into the mausoleum, they couldn't hurt us if they activated the mechanism of the tomb."

"And there are so many of us inside, they will also pay a heavy price if they rush in."

"But even so, we can't escape death. Wei Xuezhong only needs to take people to guard outside. In less than ten days or half a month, we will be exhausted. By then..."

Everyone was in a heavy mood.

Death is not scary.

Waiting for death is scary!

Some warriors couldn't bear this sense of oppression, drew their swords angrily, jumped out, and rushed out!

In just a moment, their horrified bloody heads were thrown directly in...

Everyone looked at the heads on the ground with ugly faces.

They knew that this was the deterrence of the dead soldiers outside to them!

Su Xingcan stood at the door, looking at the dead soldiers outside and Wei Xuezhong in the sedan chair, frowning.

In this situation, I'm afraid that even if Zhao Yi wanted to rush out... it would be difficult!

One Wei Xuezhong was enough for Zhao Yi to deal with, not to mention that there were three thousand dead soldiers raiding the formation next to him?

He glanced at Zhao Yi, but found that Zhao Yi was very calm, and seemed to have no intention of leaving here at all.

Su Xingcan's eyes flickered, and he came to Zhao Yi and whispered:

"Brother Zhao, do you have a way to solve the problem?"

Zhao Yi said calmly:

"Wait."

Su Xingcan:

"Wait for whom?"

Zhao Yi raised his mouth.

"Wait for the person...who agreed to fight with me on the observatory."

Su Xingcan's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Ren Wudi!

PS: Shit, go to the next chapter directly.

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