Chapter 451 Unsolvable Trap
The confrontation between the red lotus and the sea water was in a stalemate, and the power of the heavenly treasure was exerted to the limit in the hands of the leader.
If the fish being hooked was not Yan Hui, the leader might not dare to do so. For example, Kunlun Zixiao Zhenren carried Kunlun's sect's treasure with him every day. As long as he could withstand Honglian head-on, Zixiao could free himself to deal with the leader.
But Yan Hui is different. All the monks in Dabei Temple are ascetic monks, and his skills are cultivated on his own, so he doesn’t have any heavenly-grade treasures, not even a yellow-grade one.
The leader has already figured out all his opponents.
The collision of water and fire stirred up water mist all over the sky.
Yan Hui looked at the increasingly thick fog that had surrounded him, and couldn't help but frowning.
This fog blocks my perception.
Another palm strike was made, and the golden palm forcibly created a gap in the thick fog. However, Yan Hui's calm expression suddenly turned into extremely angry.
The leader took the attack again, but it was not he who took the attack.
In his hand he was holding a monk with only half of his body left.
"Despicable! You are a local tyrant, how dare you do such a despicable thing!"
"What a joke! Wherever you go, there are mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Can't I kill a few? If you are afraid of hurting innocent people, then follow me."
After the leader finished speaking, he turned around and left. As he left, the Red Lotus Formation quickly shrank.
Yan Hui knew that this must be a trap, and the wisest thing to do at this time was to leave. However, once he left, none of the hundreds of monks would survive.
This is a conspiracy.
"Amitabha."
Yan Hui's face was heavy. The other party had made such thorough preparations, and he was afraid that this trip would be very dangerous.
The worn straw sandals took a step forward and officially stepped into Yuezhou City.
Zhao Yushu put the silver mask on his face.
In an instant, countless complicated information rushed into his mind like a flood, and his brain seemed to be pierced by thousands of sharp needles.
Faces flashed before his eyes one after another, including a scholar who was confident of victory, a general who was planning his strategy, a heroic female knight, and a young man in red with a proud look on his face.
Yang He.
Zhao Yushu recognized the last face.
"The leader is a man of extraordinary talent. Whether in literature, military strategy or domestic affairs, he is the best among men. He is also proficient in astronomy and geography, knows the mountains and rivers of the world like the back of his hand, and is a master at using troops..."
Jiang Lao’s words came to mind.
I see.
Suddenly, a pair of eyes suddenly appeared in my mind. Those eyes were covered with a blood-red mask and full of mockery.
The next moment, a powerful spiritual consciousness shot out from those eyes and hit Zhao Yushu's mind fiercely.
Zhao Yushu stumbled and rolled out of Honglian, and the mask was finally taken out by him. However, the excruciating pain made it impossible for him to take out Madam Xu, let alone stand up.
"The students in the academy are really conceited."
After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Yushu reluctantly opened his eyes and saw a man in a black robe standing in front of him, with a blood-red mask on his face.
The mother-in-law stood respectfully aside, while at the door, Yan Hui clasped his hands together, shining with golden light.
"Mother-in-law, put some clothes on him, he's an eyesore."
A red dress was thrown on Zhao Yushu. The leader bent down and took off the silver mask that Zhao Yushu had just put on.
"Every time I use it, I have to lower my cultivation level in order to resist the endless pain. I should have waited a few more days, but you were so nosy that I had to use it before I could recover. Zhao Yushu, you are also a character. You put on the mask for the first time and I hit you from a distance, but you didn't die from the pain."
Zhao Yushu chuckled twice: "Whose face is this under the mask?"
"Oh? You can actually guess this? Why don't you try to guess again?"
"I guess it's Fairy Yunmeng, Zhou Ruoxian."
"Hahahaha, Zhao Yushu you are so funny. Your expression of thinking you know everything is the funniest. I almost can't bear to kill you. But, you are wrong again."
The red mask was taken off, revealing a handsome and proud face.
Yang He.
"If you like my mask, I will give it to you later. You have so many secrets, it will probably take some time for you to absorb them all. Unlike Yang He, who is cute and simple-minded, I got all his secrets in just two or three days. But now, this mask has other uses."
The leader stood up and looked at Master Yanhui outside the door.
"Master, I have always been envious of your invincible golden body."
Yan Hui laughed and said, "If you like it, come and get it."
With a loud bang, the huge red lotus trembled violently, and its size began to shrink rapidly, becoming only the size of a palm, and fell directly into the leader's hands.
Yang He, who was sitting upright in the red lotus, suddenly lost the support of the red lotus, fell straight down, and rolled beside Zhao Yushu.
This pair of brothers, under the leader's layers of calculations, no longer have any chance of fighting back.
If anyone could still save them.
Zhao Yushu looked at Yan Hui who was shining with golden light. It was not him, but the fish. Zhao Yushu believed that this best man in the world would die today.
Who can save himself?
Senior brother?
Except for him, no one else could have made it in time. The leader was not an ordinary person. He would not make such a low-level mistake as leaving people squatting at the doorstep without knowing it. At that time, a letter came from the academy that several senior brothers and sisters, including the old man, had almost all gone far away. This must have been the result of the leader or the operation of the underworld.
Only the eldest senior brother is in charge of Dongdu. Similarly, the leader must know that the eldest senior brother can come.
He is waiting for the eldest senior brother.
Just one regret is not enough.
Gu Changfeng, don't be fooled!
"Mother-in-law, it's time for you to devote yourself to the Holy Church."
"Master, may the red lotus spread all over the world."
"The red lotus will burn the whole world."
The mother-in-law smiled with relief and closed her eyes. A flash of blood splashed out from her neck and turned into a blood mist in the air.
The leader took a deep breath, swallowed all the blood mist into his mouth and nose, and his breath surged again.
"Master Yan Hui, my mother-in-law has cultivated her whole life to the point where I can make a move. If you run away now, it may not be too late."
"My legs and feet are not good, so I won't run away."
"Okay," the leader put on the two masks together, and the masks suddenly split into two, half red and half white: "I'll take you first, maybe there will be a chance to meet the next one later."
The long sword slashed across lightly, without any collapse of the sky or crack of the earth, without any raging fire or strong wind, just a light and casual slash.
The blade turned slightly red, and the red lotus in the leader's hand had disappeared.
This move accumulated the power of two heavenly treasures and the inner vision of two people.
Yan Hui took a step forward and lightly clapped his palms in the middle, making a crisp sound.
The long knife was clamped between his palms.
Yan Hui sighed and looked deeply at Zhao Yushu who was lying on the ground.
"Mr. Liu, I'm afraid there's no chance for me to know who you are."
A drop of blood dripped from Yan Hui's forehead.