5167. Chapter 5167: A Trip to a Foreign Land 53
The man in fancy clothes looked extremely embarrassed at this time, and his clean clothes were stained with blood flowing from the corners of his lips.
Seeing the man in fancy clothes being knocked away, the mayor of Tianyang City could not help but change his face. He quickly spread his body, rushed to the back of the man in fancy clothes, and caught his body. Compared with the man in fancy clothes, although Leng Xuan won, his face was slightly pale. When the two qi touched just now, he also suffered a considerable impact. However, compared with the man in fancy clothes, what shocked Leng Xuan more was the technique of returning all gods to the body. The fact that the Wanshen Palace could stand in the foreign cultivation world for thousands of years was not luck. The Wanshen Returning Body Technique alone made them have the capital to be above ten thousand people. At this moment, the man in fancy clothes was defeated, and the other disciples of the Wanshen Palace did not dare to step forward easily, and all retreated to the side of the mayor of Tianyang City. Leng Xuan held the Xuanyang Sword, walked forward slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Where are those people you captured? Hand them over quickly."
The Lord of Tianyang City said viciously: "Boy, you will not have a good end if you go against my Pantheon." Leng Xuan said coldly: "If you don't accept it, you can fight me." Facing Leng Xuan's cold eyes, the Lord of Tianyang City turned pale and lowered his head quickly, not daring to look at him directly. Seeing this, Leng Xuan snorted coldly, and then turned his eyes to the injured man in gorgeous clothes. He only heard the other party sneer: "Even if you kill us, you can't save those people." Leng Xuan frowned slightly and said: "What do you mean?" The man in gorgeous clothes wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and said: "When you fought with me, they had been sent to Qingjiang City. My task is not to escort those cultivators, but to act as bait to attract you here, and then catch them all in one fell swoop." Hearing this, Leng Xuan's heart sank. Du Yang said in a deep voice: "Don't listen to him. If we chase them now, we may have a chance to rescue them." Hearing this, Leng Xuan nodded, then turned and walked out of the courtyard. However, after he took a few steps, he suddenly turned back and said coldly: "If anything happens to my friend, you and your companions will pay the price for it." After saying that, he stretched out his body and rushed straight to the outside of Tianyang City.
After chasing all the way and running for several hours, the magnificent Qingjiang City finally appeared in Leng Xuan's sight. However, just when they were about to arrive outside Qingjiang City, they saw two carriages escorted by the disciples of the Pantheon Palace slowly driving into Qingjiang City. Seeing this, Du Yang said unwillingly: "It's still a step late." Looking at the gradually closing city gate, Leng Xuan's face was full of helplessness. It was just a little bit short. If it was one or two minutes earlier, maybe the other party could be rescued smoothly. Seeing this, he turned to Du Yang and asked, "What should we do now?" Du Yang shook his head and said, "Once we let them enter Qingjiang City, we will be helpless. There are too many cultivators in Qingjiang City. If we rush in, it will be a death wish." Leng Xuan frowned slightly when he heard this. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Didn't you say before that they would be sent to the front line to fight? Maybe we can do it halfway." Du Yang said in a deep voice, "It's not that easy. The escort team sent by Qingjiang City is composed of members of several major forces. Not only are they numerous, but they are also very powerful. We have tried to rescue people before, but none of them succeeded. Instead, we suffered considerable losses."