#872 - Whose people?

“Boom! Boom boom!!!”

The battle outside continued, while the woman in yellow inside the room tightly gripped the porcelain bottle in her hand, her eyes filled with bewilderment.

It's hard to say what she meant by saying, “He really is Wei Yanluo”.

But judging from her current appearance, it might just be surprise.

“Young Master!”

Suddenly, a hurried shout rang out from behind, it was Zhang San who had just run from another room.

He only glanced at the yellow-clothed woman who was staring blankly at him, and then turned his gaze to the battle outside.

Although there was some worry in his eyes, Zhang San's reaction was generally calm, probably because he had confidence in Wei Changtian.

Moreover, with his strength, he couldn't directly help the latter, so instead of wasting time worrying here, he might as well think about what to do now.

Among the people who entered the city this time, Yang Liu Shi, who had the power to fight, had already gone to the Fifth Demon Land, and there were no members of the Hanging Mirror Division or the Zhan Shi Mansion in Linchuan City.

Then the only ones who can come to help now are the Tengu Army stationed outside the city.

“. . .”

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang San decisively took out a piece of linked jade from his pocket and immediately sent out a message.

If there are no accidents, it won't be long before a part of the Tengu Army will fly over Linchuan City to deal with any possible changes that may occur next.

At the very least, these people can ensure that Wei Changtian can leave safely.

Of course, this is just leaving a way out.

And based on the current battle situation, Wei Changtian might not need to escape at all.

“Bang!!”

“Bang bang bang!!!”

The sword formation was like a dragon, its momentum surging.

On the other side, within the battle circle, Wei Changtian, who was at "full power", had already exchanged blows with the ten people on the opposite side for dozens of breaths.

He had already noticed Zhang San, and also guessed that the latter would call the Tengu Army.

Although he didn't stop it, Wei Changtian felt that it was actually unnecessary.

Based on the feeling of these dozens of breaths of fighting, the ten people on the opposite side didn't seem very strong.

Wei Changtian could see that they were not familiar with each other. Although they were fighting side by side, there was little cooperation between them, and they were basically fighting on their own.

Moreover, except for one person who had reached the middle stage of the Second Rank, the remaining three Second Ranks were only in the early stage, not to mention the six Third Ranks who were just there to make up the numbers.

Their cultivation realm wasn't high, and there was no cooperation... This kind of combination posed limited threat to Wei Changtian, so he didn't use his full strength and didn't summon the group of fortune beasts.

However, the number of opponents was large enough after all, so he couldn't do anything to them for the time being.

“Shua!”

Dodging a palm print, Wei Changtian quickly slashed out several swords with the Longquan in his hand, forcing back the gray-robed man facing him.

Wei Changtian was not in a hurry to use methods such as Divine Strike to quickly end the battle, nor did he seek stability and run away. At this time, he was just fighting while thinking about a key question.

That is, were these ten people really instructed by Su Qi, or Jing Guoqing, to assassinate him?

This question seems very simple, but in fact it is very suspicious.

After all, if Su Qi wanted to take action, he would definitely have to get Jing Guoqing's permission first.

And if Jing Guoqing decided to tear his face with him and wanted to strike first, then he would definitely have to plan even more meticulously.

Yes, ten Upper Third Rank experts are already a lot.

But everyone knows about his killing thirteen Upper Third Rank generals under Fengyuan City alone, so how could Jing Guoqing be so “underestimating the enemy”?

At the very least, he should also set up a dead end that he thought could kill him, in order to strive for a “one-hit kill”.

But what about now?

Just these ten people, after fighting until now, there are no more tricks to be seen.

What kind of dead end is this?

“Whose people are you?”

Suddenly, Wei Changtian asked a question without any warning.

They were in the middle of a fight, and he suddenly came up with this, which undoubtedly made the ten people who were besieging him stunned.

Obviously, no one would answer his question.

To be precise, they might be Jing Guoqing's people, but today's actions must not have been approved by Jing Guoqing.

As for why Jing Guoqing hadn't nodded yet, but they took action against him, Wei Changtian didn't know.

“Forget it, it's always right to kill them anyway.”

Muttering to himself, Wei Changtian didn't continue to think about these things, and the circulation of internal force around his body also accelerated a bit.

In the eyes of a group of assassins who instantly became nervous, the phantom of a golden dragon began to slowly appear behind him, and the Falling Sky Sword Momentum on the three thousand long swords also suddenly soared.

After a period of stalemate with the opposite side, Wei Changtian finally decided to use his full strength, kill as many as he could first, and then use the upcoming Tengu Army to further threaten Linchuan City.

However, before he could take action, a violent shout came from under his feet first:

“Stop it!!”

“. . .”

As expected, and unexpectedly, the person shouting was Su Qi.

Because the distance was a bit far, Wei Changtian couldn't see his expression clearly, but from the voice, it was not difficult to hear his anger.

Sure enough.

If all this was really arranged by Jing Guoqing, what was he angry about?

“Withdraw!”

Seeing Su Qi arrive, the ten assassins did not hesitate, and immediately retracted their moves and fled in all directions.

And Wei Changtian didn't chase after them either, just hovering in the air and glanced at Su Qi, who was as small as an ant under his feet.

Under normal circumstances, he should talk to Su Qi now, listen to how the other party explained it, and perhaps he could understand the previous doubts.

However, Wei Changtian had no intention of “descending” at all, and just coldly spat out a sentence.

“Master Su, you remember.”

“Today I won’t kill you, just because I don’t want you to die so easily.”

“. . .”

After saying that, the three thousand long swords swirled and plunged into the Starry Sky Saber Sheath, and the True Dragon phantom also slowly dissipated.

Without looking at Su Qi, who didn't know what he looked like, Wei Changtian took a few steps in the air, and after a few breaths, he returned to the devastated Manxiang Tower.

“Young Master! Are you injured?”

Zhang San came over at the first time and asked in a low voice: “Before, I was afraid that there would be any accidents, so I asked the Tengu Army to come. Do you want to let them go back now?”

“Yes, let them go back.”

Nodding, Wei Changtian was actually a little afraid that this was a trap, so he sought stability.

What if the purpose of that group of assassins was to lure the tiger away from the mountain, or to lure the Tengu Army into the city?

“Yes, I understand.”

Taking out the linked jade, Zhang San immediately began to send a message.

And Wei Changtian also noticed the woman in yellow beside him at this time.

“How's the injury?”

He glanced at the latter and asked casually: “Is it serious?”

“I...”

The woman in yellow was stunned, plucked up her courage and whispered: “No, it's okay”

“Oh.”

Retracting his gaze, Wei Changtian didn't mean to say anything else, and Zhang San on the other side raised his head again.

“Young Master, it's done.”

“Okay, let's go, let's go back to the inn and find Li Zimu first.”

“Yes.”

“. . .”

“Young Master Wei! Wait a minute!”