Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

If time could be changed, Ouyang Xian would definitely not let Yan Wenmo leave. At least, Yan Wenmo could leave and Xuanyuan Jing could stay.

Time flies, Xuanyuan Jing and the others have been gone for half a month. During this half month, Senior Brother Shangguan Zhi has been taking them on the road all the time. In addition to traveling, they also have to deal with the occasional sneak attacks and pursuits from the heroine Chu Yanhong.

After these experiences, for a moment, Ouyang Xian didn't know whether he should say that the heroine Chu Yanhong had amazing perseverance, or that she was persistent. Anyway, thinking back on the pursuit process of the past half month, he didn't know whether others were convinced or not, but he, Ouyang Xian, was really convinced.

Can you imagine that Chu Yanhong is like a mole in a whack-a-mole game? You don’t know when she will appear?! You don’t know where she will appear?! You don’t even know what she will appear when you are doing it?!

This uncertainty made Ouyang Xian extremely upset, and the reason for his upset was that one time he and Jiang Wenbai finally came across a pond and were just about to take off their clothes and take a bath.

As a result, before he had finished taking off his clothes and Jiang Wenbai hadn't taken off his clothes, Chu Yanhong appeared with his men, so openly and arrogantly.

Can you believe it?! He, the disciple of the head of the Haotian Sect, the third elder brother of Jiang Wenbai, and a relatively outstanding figure among the disciples of the Haotian Sect, fought with the evil cultivators of the Demon Sect by the water pond with disheveled clothes.

Because his clothes were in tatters, by the end of the battle, his inner clothes had turned into strips of cloth. He looked like a beggar who had come back from the streets begging for food and was beaten. How miserable he was.

How could a man who was used to being idle endure such a pursuit without dignity, grace, or scruples? !

Just when Ouyang Xian was about to collapse, Shangguan Zhi and his group finally arrived at the Sunset Forest. However, before Shangguan Zhi could contact Xuanyuan Jing, the heroine came again and again with her men.

The day before yesterday, Chu Yanhong brought her subordinates, Ghost Tooth Venerable, Red Lady, and Duo Girl. But today, probably because the injuries of those three people have not healed yet, she brought another group of people.

The magic weapons of the monks of the Demon Sect are quite unique, and even their methods of cultivation are different.

For example, the Ghost Tooth Venerable, his weapon is a canine tooth of a thousand-year-old monster.

I heard that this thousand-year-old monster feeds on the flesh and blood of the dead, so its canine teeth are stained with the resentment and death energy of the dead. Therefore, once an ordinary cultivator is injured, at the very least, the damage done by the death energy will make it difficult for him to use his cultivation smoothly, or at the worst, he will die instantly.

But no matter how powerful this Ghost Tooth Venerable was, he was still seriously injured by Shangguan Zhi's sword. Then there were Miss Duo and Miss Hong, one of them was good at using poison, and the other was good at seducing people.

It’s a pity that their opponent was the unromantic Zhao Wenlong, so they were all beaten into pig heads by Zhao Wenlong and no one knew whether they were disfigured.

Now, seeing that the heroine has brought new people, although Ouyang Xian and the others have not yet healed from old injuries, they still don’t take these newcomers seriously.

This time, Chu Yanhong seemed to know how powerful Shangguan Zhi and the others were, so the people she brought with her looked more reliable, including a middle-aged man holding a bell, a woman holding a zither, and a little girl holding a scimitar.

Almost instantly, before Shangguan Zhi gave any orders, the few people who cooperated well with each other directly selected their opponents. Shangguan Zhi fought against Chu Yanhong, Zhao Wenlong fought against the middle-aged man holding the bell, Ouyang Xian fought against the woman holding the zither, and Jiang Wenbai frowned and looked at the little girl in front of him with a hesitant expression.

Although no one spoke, the air was filled with a sense of tension before the great battle. Similarly, Chu Yanhong and Shangguan Zhi were the first to attack. Without the slightest hesitation, both of them pulled out their trump cards in an instant. Whether it was Shangguan Zhi's chaotic sword shadows or Chu Yanhong's Yin Shi Palm, they did not hold back at all.

The chaotic sword shadow is Shangguan Zhi's means of attack. It is a way to transform the fairy sword in his hand into a sword shadow that forms a circle. However, the traces of the real sword are hidden in the sword shadow.

Because this illusion is too real, it is difficult for the enemy to distinguish which sword is the real sword in the circle of swords in front of them. Therefore, they are often injured by the real swords because of their inner fear or by accidentally choosing the wrong sword.

As for the Yin Shi Palm, it is a palm technique in which the demonic cultivator uses his own demonic energy to attack the opponent's body, making the opponent dare not mobilize spiritual power without authorization because of the demonic energy entering the body.

After all, demonic energy entering the body is no small matter for cultivators. If one cannot control it well, the demonic energy will contaminate the mind or lungs. Unless the demonic energy is eliminated, it will continue to devour the vitality of the cultivator. In the best case, the cultivator will be possessed by the devil and become a demon cultivator, or in the worst case, the cultivator will be devoured by the demonic energy and become a puppet.

Shangguan Zhi's chaotic sword shadows dazzled Chu Yanhong, and Chu Yanhong's Yin Shi Palm also made Shangguan Zhi quite afraid. Therefore, the two fought hard for a while.

At this moment, the sound of silver bells and the sound of a piano rang out at the same time. As the music sounded, whether it was Shangguan Zhi or Jiang Wenbai, their souls, their ears, and their eyes seemed to be pulled by something, trying to break free from their bodies.

Hearing the sound, Shangguan Zhi was dazed for a moment, then he closed his five senses and attacked Chu Yanhong again. However, Chu Yanhong took advantage of his daze and hit him in the chest with a palm.

After traveling with Shangguan Zhi for many years, Zhao Wenlong naturally closed his five senses very quickly. But although the two of them had experience, Ouyang Xian and Jiang Wenbai did not. For a while, the two of them were at a disadvantage.

At this moment, although Jiang Wenbai tried his best to control his mind and not let his mind be controlled by the sound of silver bells and the sound of the piano, no matter how hard he tried, the attraction of the bells and the sound of the piano still made his heart, eyes and even soul make intense sounds.

Seeing him like this, the little girl who was standing in front of him gave a cruel smile, then took out a scimitar and rushed directly towards Jiang Wenbai.

Jiang Wenbai rolled over in a rather embarrassing manner and barely dodged the girl's attack. Seeing that Jiang Wenbai had the strength to dodge her, the girl chuckled and then attacked him again.

Ouyang Xian was in a miserable state at this moment. How miserable was he? As the opponent of the female musician, he naturally enjoyed the special care of the female musician. At this moment, he was like a prawn, bending over and grabbing his hair, rolling on the ground without any image, twisting, wailing, and with a ferocious expression.

Jiang Wenbai had a hard time dodging, Ouyang Xiantong had a hard time, Shangguan Zhizhan had a hard time, and as for Zhao Wenlong, he had a hard time fighting.

Although the middle-aged man in front of him only had a copper bell, and even if he had sealed his five senses, the tearing force from the depths of his soul made him feel excruciating pain.

A heavy punch was thrown at the man, but he dodged it easily. The man calmly looked at Zhao Wenlong, whose expression was ferocious because of the pain in his soul, and the silver bell in his hand shook more happily.

The battle seemed to be at a stalemate at this time, but it was only an appearance. Jiang Wenbai dodged the girl's attack while trying to trick her into walking towards Zhao Wenlong.

The girl was led by him and fell into his trap unknowingly. Then, when the middle-aged man activated the silver bell again and when Zhao Wenlong punched again, something unexpected happened.

Without hesitation, Jiang Wenbai kicked Zhao Wenlong to the side with a sweeping kick. He then retreated towards the middle-aged man, but when the girl's scimitar was about to hit his face, he dodged instantly, and the girl's scimitar hit the silver bell in the middle-aged man's hand.

With a light "click" sound, the silver bell in the middle-aged man's hand broke into two pieces in an instant like tofu cut by a knife. Along with the silver bell, the middle-aged man's hand that was originally holding the silver bell also fell.