Mortal Mage

Dang Nanzhi scratched his left arm and looked at Zhang Mingxuan in embarrassment.

Zhang Mingxuan listened to the report in a daze. There was no way he would doubt the search capabilities of this group of Lingyu Guards.

He sighed deeply, fearing that it would be difficult to explain this matter to Li Si.

Then he signaled that the rebellion was unstoppable and withdrew his troops back home.

Li Xucheng seemed tired. He looked at the people who were about to leave and shrugged his shoulders slightly.

Zhang Mingxuan, who was about to leave, passed by Li Xucheng and noticed from the corner of his eye that Li Xucheng's fingers were trembling slightly.

He looked down and saw that Li Xucheng was wearing a ring on his hand.

Then he suddenly realized that this was a world of immortal cultivation, and shouted, "Wait!"

A group of Feather Guards looked at Zhang Mingxuan with displeasure.

"Give me the ring!"

Zhang Mingxuan ordered Li Xucheng.

If he guessed correctly, this ring was a storage ring.

"You're looking for death!" Li

Xu Cheng's face suddenly turned ferocious, and he broke away from the two feather guards beside him. He knew that Zhang Mingxuan must know that the ring in his hand was not an ordinary thing. "My child, you are asking for trouble. You are playing with fire and getting burned. It's like an egg fighting a stone!"

The old Li Xucheng somehow got some powerful strength from nowhere and forcibly pushed back the two burly Feather Guards beside him.

"He's a monk!"

Dang Nanzhi shouted as a reminder.

Most of the senior officials in the court are cultivators, which is no secret among the Lingyu Guards.

"Open the trap in the courtyard! These rotten fish and shrimps are so bold and daring, I will kill them today!"

Li Xucheng yelled at a servant behind him.

As soon as he finished speaking, the courtyard was suddenly surrounded by fiery red chains, trapping the Lingyu Guards inside.

The runes in the formation fluctuated and the chains appeared and disappeared.

Dang Nanzhi took a step forward and stood in front of Zhang Mingxuan. "Master Zhang, I'm afraid we will die here today."

Li Xucheng raised his hand and waved it. The ring on his finger vibrated, and then a green sword appeared in his hand. At the same time, Dang Nanzhi drew out the long sword in his hand.

After the trap in the courtyard was activated, the Feather Guards inside the trap all showed fear on their faces. They had never seen such a strange event.

As long as you get close to the fiery red and faintly visible transparent chains on the periphery, it will be as difficult to cross as touching a flame. The chains are seven or eight meters high and it is impossible to jump over them.

"I can't defeat the human, the formation..."

Zhang Mingxuan thought for a moment, drooped his eyelids slightly, hid behind Dang Nanzhi and looked down.

A row of runes were engraved on the blue bricks around the chain, appearing and disappearing like breathing lights.

With a little analysis, he had a general understanding of the situation. In just a few breaths, Li Xucheng stood on the periphery of the trap, rushing into the formation from time to time, stabbing a few times quickly, taking a few lives, and then quickly withdrawing.

This happened repeatedly, and more than a dozen Lingyu Guards were killed or injured.

"Help me block it."

He muttered softly.

Dang Nanzhi looked puzzled, but still signaled a few small flags to protect Zhang Mingxuan together with him.

Zhang Mingxuan groped around his body, took out half a spirit stone, quickly moved to the edge of the trap, and then slowly carved it.

"What a joke! This is a cultivator's trap. Even if Li Si comes, he can't escape. You want to break my formation with just half a spirit stone? That's wishful thinking!"

As Li Xucheng spoke, he rushed into the formation again; "Swoosh! Swoosh! Hiss!" With two strikes and one stab, a small flag of the Feathered Guard fell in a pool of blood. When everyone in the formation wanted to fight back, Li Xucheng quickly withdrew and jumped out of the formation.

This happened repeatedly, and three more people fell in a pool of blood.

The people trapped in the battle array were already in despair.

"It's done!"

Zhang Mingxuan said softly, Dang Nanzhi held the knife in his right hand, grinned and looked back at the runes carved by Zhang Mingxuan who was squatting behind him.