Chapter 797: Choice

Ye Chunyang had never expected that Qianlong Mountain would be lost. With the strong restrictions here, ordinary cultivators would never be able to attack. The cultivators of the Yan and Man tribes could break the defense here, which seemed to be not to be underestimated.

Things had come to this point, and Ye Chunyang would not have any idea of ​​fighting with the other party, so he decided to evacuate the place first.

After showing his magical powers, not only did Hongji and Su Qin regard him as the backbone, but the Jindan cultivators of the other ten clans also admired him more and more, and naturally obeyed his orders.

Flying through the air, Ye Chun looked in all directions and found that many Jindan cultivators of the Yan and Man tribes had poured into Qianlong Mountain. The originally strong restrictions were being quickly dissolved by some unknown means of the other party, and the speed of the attack could almost be described as unstoppable.

"This Qianlong Mountain can't be saved after all!" Hongji sighed, feeling that a war was inevitable.

"It seems that after the barbarians got the help of the Yan tribe of Tianfeng Prairie, their strength is no longer comparable to that of the past. Many cultivators of the Ten Sects Alliance and the Group of Immortals Alliance were killed or injured in their hands." Su Qin also said with a serious face.

Hearing this, everyone was silent.

Ye Chunyang flew away with his hands behind his back, looking down without saying a word, and no one could tell what he was thinking.

But when he flew to a certain place in the front mountain, he seemed to see something, his face froze, showing a look of surprise and doubt, and his figure suddenly stopped.

"Junior Brother Ye, what's wrong?"

Seeing him suddenly stop, Hongji was stunned and asked in confusion.

Ye Chunyang frowned, staring at a place, his expression changed slightly.

Where he looked, a green figure was in the ghost fog formation set up by the Yan and Man tribes, with a flickering aura around her, but her breath was getting weaker and weaker, and she looked like she was surrounded by danger.

Looking at this figure, Ye Chunyang frowned deeply, standing there in silence.

"Brother, did you find anything wrong?" Su Qin also asked in surprise.

"Nothing, let's go!" Ye Chunyang frowned and retracted his gaze. He said nothing more and left with a wave of his sleeves.

Everyone was confused, but Ye Chunyang's status was transcendent, so they didn't dare to guess anything. Seeing him leave, they all followed him.

After they left, in the ghost fog formation, the woman in green palace clothes was surrounded by several Jindan cultivators, including a mid-stage cultivator. For a moment, she saw the light soaring into the sky, and the broken fragments of the magic weapon kept shooting up. This woman was increasingly unable to hold on under the siege of many masters of the same level.

The woman looked very familiar. It was Su Xueyuan.

At this time, under the siege of these cultivators from the Yan and Man tribes, she had several wounds on her body, and her beautiful green palace clothes were also stained with a little blood red, but her face was cold and fearless.

She looked at the leading mid-stage cultivator in front of her. Her cold and beautiful eyes flickered constantly, as if she was thinking about something. After a moment, she suddenly rode a jade ruler and flew into the sky.

"Want to leave? Chase me!"

When the barbarian cultivator in the middle stage of the Jindan saw Su Xueyuan riding the treasure and escaping, his mouth showed a ferocious look. He waved his hand at the other early stage cultivators behind him, and immediately chased in the direction of Su Xueyuan's escape.

Obviously, Su Xueyuan performed some secret techniques to enhance her body skills. She disappeared almost in an instant, but soon she was shocked and angry to find that the ghost fog covering Qianlong Mountain was strange and abnormal. After escaping for only a moment, she felt lost and her consciousness could not penetrate.

In this urgent situation, Su Xueyuan looked back and saw that the chasing lights were accelerating. If she continued like this, she would either be caught up by the other party or lost in this ghost fog and could not escape.

No matter what the result is, it is extremely bad for her.

"Hehe! Fairy, why are you in such a hurry? I just want to invite you to our clan to talk about it, so that we can comprehend the great way of cultivation together. I didn't expect that the fairy would refuse like this. It really makes me embarrassed!"

Just as Su Xueyuan was thinking about countermeasures with her eyes flashing, a voice came with the wind, and at the same time, the barbarian cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan led a group of people to approach like lightning, and surrounded her again.

This barbarian cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan was a burly man with pockmarks on his face. He looked at Su Xueyuan's cold and beautiful face and graceful figure. His eyes could not hide the heat, and the possessive meaning in his words was even more obvious.

As he finished speaking, several Jindan cultivators behind him each took out their Qiankun bags, and a formation flag appeared in their hands. When they waved, the surrounding ghost fog surged, turning into long dragons interweaving around Su Xueyuan, as if blocking her here.

Su Xueyuan raised her head and looked at the ghost fog covering the sky. Her heart was extremely cold, but her face was very calm. She did not show any panic, and she did not mean to say anything more to the others.

"As long as the fairy gives up resistance and follows me back to the barbarian tribe, I promise not to hurt the fairy, and I will let you enjoy the honor of being second to none and above ten thousand people." The barbarian cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan looked at Su Xueyuan with a sinister look and spoke again.

In fact, his cultivation was far higher than Su Xueyuan. After a fierce battle just now, this woman had consumed a lot of energy. It was not difficult for the big man to capture her, but he wanted this woman to surrender willingly, so that she could enjoy the pleasure of conquering.

Therefore, the big man did not intend to use tough means, but only needed to slowly wear down Su Xueyuan's will.

But he obviously underestimated the intelligence of Su Xueyuan. Her experience was beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Even though it was difficult to escape, she did not show any emotion, as if she was facing something ordinary at this time.

Looking at the barbarian cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan, she had no expression on her face and said lightly: "The land of the Western Barbarians also wants to be compared with the land of my Dongzhou. It's ridiculous!"

Before she finished speaking, she pointed her finger and chanted spells. The jade ruler in her hand shone brightly and hit the ghost fog in the air fiercely.

"Since the fairy is so mean, don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless!"

The big man was furious on his face. He waved his hand without saying anything. A flag several feet long rolled wildly. The ghost fog that trapped the girl not only did not weaken, but became denser.

"Boom boom" several muffled sounds, and the ghost fog was dense in an instant, shooting down from the sky like a rolling stone, trying to seal Su Xueyuan here.

Su Xueyuan's face changed wildly. If it was just this big man, he might be able to fight against him with some hidden means, but now he was trapped in the ghost fog, his cultivation was suppressed, and he had little power to resist for a while.

Not far away, Ye Chunyang took all this in with an indifferent look. He glanced at the figure who was fleeing in a panic under the pursuit of the Yan and Man tribes. A few abnormal colors flashed in his eyes, and he slowed down unconsciously.

He looked back at the ghost fog with brilliance, hesitated for a long time, and finally sighed in his heart, and the escape light stopped.

"Junior brother, is there anything?" Seeing him pause again, Hongji asked in confusion.

"I have some small things to deal with. You go back to the sect first. I will go to meet you after I finish the things." Ye Chunyang was silent for a while and said.

Hongji was stunned, with a lot of doubts in his heart, but since Ye Chunyang said so, it proved that he didn't want to say more, so Hongji naturally didn't ask more questions, and nodded and said: "In this case, Junior Sister Su Qin and I will go ahead, Junior Brother, you must be careful."

Ye Chunyang nodded slightly.

Hongji took a last look at him, and without saying anything more, he took Su Qin and a group of Ten Sects Alliance cultivators to ride the rainbow away.

Ye Chunyang stopped and looked at it. After a moment of silence, he moved and disappeared in the ghost fog.

Etherwise, as the fierce fight continued, Su Xueyuan's face gradually showed a pale color, and the jade ruler she sacrificed also dimmed a few points, showing signs of being unable to hold on. I believe that if this continues, she will fall into the net of these barbaric cultivators in less than half a minute.

"Fairy, you'd better surrender obediently! This may reduce your pain." The barbarian cultivator sneered, with a relaxed look.

He had absolute confidence in suppressing this woman with his own cultivation alone, not to mention that with the Ghost Mist Array in hand, this woman would not be able to fly even if she had wings.

"Don't even think about it!" Su Xueyuan replied with a cold face.

While she was speaking, her expression changed slightly, and she felt a sense of consciousness in her body ready to move. She knew that Master Yun Zhen, who was sealed in the Yin-Yang Array, wanted to break the seal while she was in danger, and her heart sank.

This Yin-Yang Array was an ancient forbidden method she accidentally obtained in an adventure. It was closely related to her true essence. When it was weak, the sealing power of this array would also weaken. Once it could not resist these barbarian cultivators, this array would definitely allow Master Yun Zhen to escape due to the weakening of the restriction.

"Can you still trap me now?" As if sensing Su Xueyuan's words, Master Yun Zhen in the Yin-Yang Array laughed wildly, and his consciousness kept attacking the seal, as if he was about to break the seal at any time.

"Master, you should stay in the Liangyi Formation with peace of mind! If Xue Yuan dies, Master may not survive!" Su Xueyuan smiled coldly, showing no fear.

At this moment, a loud rumbling sound suddenly came, and a rainbow suddenly appeared in the air. Su Xueyuan was shocked, and looked up to see a giant sword wrapped in red flames falling from the sky, slashing down at the formation here. The ghost fog in the sky could not stop it at all, and it dissipated completely on the spot.

Su Xueyuan was slightly surprised, and the barbarian monks were even more shocked, looking at the giant sword in unison.

"Who dares to talk about our good things?"

The barbarian man had a cold face, and looked up at the air along the sword. A black-clothed monk was standing with his hands behind his back and slowly fell into the field.

"Is it you?"

Seeing the face of the person falling, Su Xueyuan was startled at first, and then frowned and was a little surprised. But after thinking about it, he regained his composure, without any other abnormal expression.

"You all seem to not take my Dongzhou cultivator seriously. In that case, how about I send you off?"

The faint voice came out, and the black-robed cultivator did not even look at these barbaric cultivators, but just stood on the hilt of the sword with a calm face.