Chapter 1252 Rebel Army

Zhang Yi knew only one person in Ypsilon in the southwest region, and that was the master of the Corpse Buddha Forest who was said to have received blessings and was regarded by Tantric Buddhism as the reincarnated Buddha.

Zhang Yi stared at him from a distance and murmured: "I didn't expect to meet such a difficult guy so soon!"

The young ascetic was in his twenties, with a childish look on his face and clear eyes, as pure as an inexperienced child.

But he took action with strong pressure and suppressed the long-haired woman first.

With just one contact, the long-haired woman was defeated, which made the people in white who came with her suddenly change their expressions.

But none of those people were afraid. Instead, they roared and used their methods to rush towards the burial master.

The burial master didn't even look at them. He casually waved his generous right hand, and a golden light burst out from his body, sweeping everyone away.

A powerful shock wave spread from the snow, clearing a kilometer-wide space.

With just one blow, all the attackers fell to the ground.

But those people were knocked unconscious but did not die.

"Oh? It seems that he is still a compassionate monk. But who are those people?"

Zhang Yi watched this wonderful show with great leisure.

He didn't know much about the situation on the snow-covered plateau, but only got some information from Paji Gesang.

But no matter how you think about it, it is extremely stupid to dare to attack an Ypsilon.

However, judging from the long-haired woman's expression, it was obvious that they did not expect that the attacker was actually the strongest person in the Southwest Region.

A group of people were suppressed by the Burial Master with his hands raised, and Zhang Yi silently assessed the Burial Master's strength in his heart.

But the result is still hard to estimate, because it really doesn't take much effort to deal with opponents below Ypsilon.

Unless it's not a combat-type Ypsilon.

Only then did the burial master look up into the distance. From a long distance away, he showed a somewhat innocent smile to Zhang Yi and others.

That smile was really pure, without any impurities.

Even Fatty Xu couldn't help but say: "It looks real at first glance, as real as me!"

Fatty Xu's codename at this time was Ding, so he could be said to be as real as Ding.

Zhang Yi said calmly: "What's the big deal? It's not impure for me to laugh."

Then he sighed helplessly: "Maybe I read too many books, and my pure mind was polluted."

The burial master clasped his hands in front of everyone, and then slowly bowed in greeting, as if he had no intention of embarrassing them.

Zhang Yi thought of what Paji Kelsang said. After the burial owner was recognized as the reincarnated soul boy, he was adopted into Sangjia Temple and worshiped Buddha every day for more than ten years.

Therefore, his heart is pure and he has no evil intentions.

To be evaluated like this by the opponent Paji Gesang, I think it is 80% true.

Zhang Yi then said: "The show is over, let's go. Staying here will make people suspicious."

After saying that, he started the car and continued towards the snowy plateau.

The burial master watched Zhang Yi's car leave. He didn't pay much attention, but looked down at the prostrate ambushers at his feet with pity.

"Why are you suffering? May the Buddha forgive your sins. Just go back with me and atone for your sins to the Buddha and those innocent people who were harmed by you!"

The face of the burial owner was full of compassion.

The men in white who were knocked unconscious were unable to respond to him at this time.

Suddenly, the foot of the burial master was grabbed tightly by someone.

That was the woman in white who led the team. She was extremely weak and withstood Ypsilon's blow, which almost shattered her internal organs.

Fortunately, the burial master was compassionate and did not kill her.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for everyone here to survive.

The woman raised her head with difficulty and looked up at the face of the burial master, with unspeakable hatred and struggle in her eyes.

"You...are ambushing us!"

The burial master sighed softly: "You are wrong to do this."

The woman suddenly grinned, and a mouthful of blood spilled from the corners of her mouth.

"Hehe, hehehe! You still can't do anything to us, right? Even you personally took action. Hahaha!"

She laughed heartily.

The burial master frowned slightly, as if he felt that the person in front of him was somewhat hopeless.

Zhang Yi's car had already driven away at this time.

He didn't care about these things. Although he met the top master in the Southwest Region, now was definitely not the time to have a conflict with him.

He had to wait until after the Chuan Zhao Dharma Conference to learn whether the treasure of the underground demon country really existed before he could choose how to continue his action.

"Who are those people? How dare they attack an Ypsilon-level warrior!"

Fatty Xu said with an exaggerated expression.

Zhang Yi thought for a while and carefully considered the major forces in the Southwest Region.

He said slowly: "According to what Paji Gesang said, these people must be the rebels in the Southwest Region."

The resistance is a chaotic force.

They do not belong to any branch of the West Family, but are gangs that emerged from the chaos.

According to Paji Gesang, they are the biggest unstable factor in the Southwest Region. They often attack the Western Family's territory and rob materials and people.

"They probably didn't expect that they would hit the iron plate this time."

Zhang Yi said lightly.

Liang Yue said: "I understand, no wonder we met the Burial Master here. He deliberately appeared in such an obvious area just to fish and attract the rebels."

At this point she smiled lightly: "I didn't expect him to be quite smart."

"Smart?"

Zhang Yi's eyes rolled up, "Maybe it's a little clever, but I don't think it's a great thing."

"Huh? Why?"

Several people looked at Zhang Yi in confusion.

This time, the manpower sent by the other party was very good.

Those people in white are all strangers, and the leading woman is even more powerful, with at least 9600 points of strength.

She must be an important cadre among the resistance forces.

Isn't capturing her a major gain?

Zhang Yi said: "The son of a rich man cannot sit in the hall. What is the status of the burial master in the Southwest Region? Politics and religion are one, and he is the one."

"In the end, such a person actually needs to personally take action and lay a trap to catch people. This can only show that today's Southwest Region is difficult for even the rebels to deal with."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of several people suddenly showed a look of thinking.

Yang Xinxin's words sounded on the communication channel.

"This is a good thing. It shows that the internal strife in the Southwest Region is very serious, and even the rebel forces in the region are struggling to deal with it."

"For us, the more chaotic it is, the better. If they are really monolithic, we will have fewer opportunities to reap benefits."

Everyone felt that Yang Xinxin was right.

At this time, a sudden snowstorm started not far away.

A motorcade was driving in this direction from a distance, and it looked like it was coming down from the plateau.

Zhang Yi looked over there, and the people over there were also using equipment to observe this side.

However, Zhang Yi's right hand had already lightly tapped on the steering wheel.

As long as those people show any signs of wanting to take action.

It only takes 0.01 seconds for Zhang Yi to completely disappear from the snowfield.

Fortunately, the people in the convoy seemed to be in a hurry and passed by Zhang Yi and the others not far away.

But when passing by, I still deliberately got closer, and the engine roared violently, which seemed to be some kind of warning.

Zhang Yi smiled lightly, "These people are probably ambushing troops."

The burial master caught those people but didn't want to kill them, so he naturally needed his subordinates to help deal with them.

These people went in a hurry and in a fair manner, and they were the only ones who might be the burial owners.

After the car passed by, several strong men among the cars glanced at the rearview mirror with stern expressions.

A bald man said: "That car is a bit suspicious. There is no family logo on it. It may be a rebel car!"

The man in the passenger seat glanced at him coldly: "Are you crazy? Didn't you see where they came from?"

Several people in the car immediately thought that they came from the area where the burial owner was.

The bald man immediately scratched his head and said with an embarrassed smile: "That's right. If they are really rebels, how could they escape from under the eyes of the Burial Master!"

In the passenger seat sat their team leader Dunba.

Dunba said in a deep voice: "However, if they are not rebels, they are probably people invited by several other families."

Disdainful laughter came from the car.

"Hehehehe, the Chuanzhao Dharma Assembly is approaching, and they are also ready to make a move. I have seen several groups of outsiders recently."

"This boring approach is really in line with their usual style. It's just a desperate struggle!"

In the back seat, a man wearing traditional clothes and holding a submachine gun proudly puffed out his chest.

"The burial master is from our Yashelangtai family! With him around, it would be in vain for anyone to come here."

The sound of communication sounded in Dunba's ears.

After he connected, it was the sounds coming from several other cars.

"What did those guys say? Do you want to go over and deal with it?"

"Are you crazy? There are many rebels captured by the Burial Master, and there is also a cadre among them. It is important to deal with the Burial Master first!"

"Then the people in that car just now..."

"Just tell Lauren and let him deal with it."

The people in the car didn't take Zhang Yi and others seriously and passed them by, speeding away towards the plateau.

On the other side, an elite team was patrolling at the entrance to the snowy plateau. Captain Laurent was leaning on a snowmobile and smoking, with a plateau-specific blush on his thin, dark face.

He is not tall, only about 1.7 meters tall, and his body is as thin as a hungry wolf.

But his eyes are as sharp as a wolf, always observing all the movements around him.