Chapter 789: Family Killer

Five terrifying auras came quickly from all directions. Before the smiles of Li Yifei and the three of them could fully reach their faces, they were each struck by a sword aura and completely frozen on their faces.

Zhou Yiqiao had already expected the ending of the three people and was not shocked.

For these killers, the only role of Li Yifei and others was to lure Zhou Yiqiao into danger, and for Zhou Yiqiao, the only role was to use their deaths to test the identity of the other party.

"No matter how stupid these three people are, they are still direct disciples of my Netherworld Demon Sect. You guys killed my direct disciples of the Netherworld Demon Sect in front of me. Do you think you have no regard for my Netherworld Demon Sect at all?"

Zhou Yiqiao stood in mid-air with his hands behind his hands, his eyes sweeping over the five masked monks who suddenly appeared, his expression indifferent.

"Heh...how is that?"

The leader of them walked up slowly and looked at Zhou Yiqiao from top to bottom. After a long silence, he asked confidently.

Hearing the other party's arrogant answer, Zhou Yiqiao curled his lips and sarcastically said again.

"It's just relying on the power of the master behind you to make you so arrogant. It seems that your master is very powerful in the Demon Sect."

Hearing this, the five people across from him all sneered dismissively, seemingly not taking Zhou Yiqiao's words seriously at all.

"Stop talking nonsense, if you fall into our hands today, prepare to die!"

As soon as the leading man finished speaking, several others rushed towards Zhou Yiqiao.

"court death!"

The cold words were spat out, and Zhou Yiqiao's figure instantly disappeared into the valley.

Several people quickly released their spiritual consciousness to cover the entire valley, but found that Zhou Yiqiao was nowhere to be found.

"Damn it, was he able to escape so easily?"

"He must be killed here, otherwise the head of the family will definitely send us, our wives and children to the front line of the battle with the barbarians, and let us die at the hands of the powerful barbarians!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Yiqiao's figure appeared in the sight of several people again, but at this time he had already arrived beside several people, and punched their heads without mercy.

"Asshole! You actually dare to trick us and watch us kill you!"

The other three people were furious, and a sword with cold light, a whip as black as a dragon, and a golden spear appeared beside them at the same time.

As soon as the three magic weapons appeared, they clamped Zhou Yiqiao in the center with their horns to prevent Zhou Yiqiao from using the same trick again and disappearing in front of them.

"Among the sects, the only one that can be called a family is my family faction."

Zhou Yiqiao smiled casually, not at all flustered by being targeted by the three magic weapons.

"The aristocratic family faction is headed by the head of the Wu family, the third elder in the sect. I wonder if he knows about it?"

"If he knows about it, Wu Ning, who is responsible for handling the Wu family's intelligence, should also be involved?"

While he slowly spit out the speculation in his heart, he observed the reactions of the three people in front of him.

Unfortunately, a few people covered their mouths and noses with masks that concealed their spiritual consciousness. It was extremely difficult for Zhou Yiqiao to see any useful emotions in their eyes.

"That's all, I finally know the general direction."

With a sigh, Zhou Yiqiao's eyes gradually turned cold, and his whole body exuded fierce murderous intent. The Cold Soul Dagger, the Heaven-Swallowing Cauldron, and the Purple Gold Gourd appeared one after another behind him.

"No one can leave alive today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yiqiao held three magic weapons in his hand, which transformed into three afterimages and attacked instantly.

For a moment, the icy cold light, the endless devouring power, and the miserable green plague were activated at the same time. Each of them chose a magic weapon and faced it.

"Damn it, this person has two acquired ancient treasures in his hands!"

After encountering Zhou Yiqiao's magical weapons, the three of them instantly felt the powerful power of several magical weapons.

Although the quality of their magic weapons was good enough to surpass that of most fellow monks, they were dwarfed by Zhou Yiqiao's.

"After all, I am a direct descendant of the sect who fought all the way. Your master just doesn't take me seriously and puts me and Li Yifei in the same position?"

With a smile on his face, Zhou Yiqiao stood in the air with his arms folded, watching at leisure as the three of them hurriedly responded to the attacks from his magic weapon.

"Bastard thing!"

As the three people cursed, the pressure on the three people increased sharply, and large beads of sweat oozed from their foreheads. It was obvious that they had reached their limit.

"Damn it, that thing is going to be used eventually, you two buy me some time!"

After finishing speaking, the leading man took the magic weapon and retreated several miles away. He threw something unknown into his mouth and then sat cross-legged in the air, falling into silence like an old monk in meditation.

As soon as he retreated, the pressure on his two companions doubled.

Especially the poison in the purple gold gourd. Even if they used a shield to resist, the poisonous mist still continued to corrode their bodies.

After a moment, both of them had expressions of pain on their faces.

Seeing this, a glimmer of light flashed in Zhou Yiqiao's eyes. He pinched the seal with his right hand and lightly twisted the fingertips of his left hand. A blood-red pill instantly appeared in his palm.

"I just tried a poison from two of you some time ago, so I'll give it a try with you guys!"

I saw him throwing the pill in his hand into the air, and the pill exploded in the plague, spreading everywhere.

The moment the red mist completely melted into the poison, a heartbreaking pain appeared on the bodies of the two killers.

Immediately afterwards, as if they had experienced extreme torture, the two men suddenly fell to their knees on the ground and struggled continuously.

Poisonous Mist has no mercy and will not stop attacking after the two of them fall to the ground.

After losing the spiritual shield, the corrosion of the two people by the plague can be said to be visible to the naked eye.

First, the skin disappeared, revealing the flesh and blood, and then the flesh and blood began to dissolve, revealing the dense white bones underneath.

In just a few moments, their originally intact skin was completely corroded, leaving only white bones and a pool of pus.

Zhou Yiqiao stood aside and watched indifferently, looking at the person who was still sitting in the distance, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a trace of bloodthirsty excitement in his eyes.

"You're the only one left."

He murmured softly and landed on the ground, then stepped heavily on the big pit with his right foot. A circle of ripples centered on his foot quickly rippled out in all directions, sweeping across the entire valley in an instant.

"Bang bang!"

Countless muffled sounds were heard, and the earth was torn into huge boulders, which were shot towards each other.

"Hmph, how can your trivial skills and mere mortal power be able to hurt me!"

With a cold shout, the man suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hands, and struck down hard, directly shattering the incoming boulder.

However, before he could relax, the spiritual light from all over the sky came overwhelmingly, covering it in the blink of an eye, making it impossible to avoid it.