Tong Baiye and Han Zendao are fast.
They arrived at Yanjing at dawn the next day.
After arriving at Kunlun’s stronghold in Yanjing, they quickly sent a message to the Nine Mysteries, who attached great importance to the matter.
After all, the news that Chen Long had died and the scimitar had fallen into the hands of Broken Blade was spreading all over the world.
Because of the recent friction with Duanmu He, the Nine Mysteries had two Demigods sitting in Yanjing.
One of them, about sixty years old, had a pair of beady eyes that looked like a fox, while the other was a man with red hair, a scar on his face that touched the eyes, and a ruthless look in his eyes that flashed from time to time, so he must also be a man with a violent temper.
In fact, he was really not very good-tempered.
“Luo Yun, what do you think those two fellows, that Kunlun Saint Girl Bai Ye, and Han Zendao, want to do here?” The red-haired demigod was somewhat dissatisfied and said, “And talk, I think they’re just here to ask for punishment, what’s the point of bothering with them, just fight and see the real thing underhand!”
“That’s ridiculous.”
Luo Yun was old and serious, a dangerous light flashed in his eyes as he said, “Do you know who Han Zendao is?”
The red-haired demigod bristled, “But it’s also an old thing.”
Luo Yun laughed coldly, his laugh was uncomfortable and he said conspiratorially, “He is the master brother of the Lord of Kunlun, an expert who has been famous for decades, Jiang Hu, don’t deny it either, both you and I are no match for him, not to mention that he has a Kunlun Holy Maiden by his side, with this kind of status, it is impossible for us to fight, otherwise that would be a direct trigger for a big war between both sides. ”
Jiang Hu glared, but had to admit that what Luo Yun said made sense.
Demigods were also divided into three, six and nine cla*ses.
For example, at the top of the list was Nangong Helian, the alliance leader of the Martial Alliance, who was the number one person under the gods and was said to be no worse than a god when he really exploded.
Jiang Hu’s mouth was unconvinced and he said, “Is it hard to wait for them to be aggressive at night?”
“Naturally not!”
Luo Yun sneered and said in a gloomy voice, “They only want to get that sword or the heirloom seal, no matter what, it’s impossible to let them have their way.”
A flash of greed flashed across Jiang Hu’s eyes.
The greed was naturally for the scimitar and the jade seal.
He said, “You said that after Broken Blade had obtained these two divine weapons, becoming a god was already within reach, right?”
Luo Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and said, “Becoming a god, how can it be that easy?”
He was the oldest of the Nine Mystical Demigods, he looked to be in his sixties or seventies, and his true age was estimated to be half a century. He had spent decades trying to become a god, but he was still nowhere, he couldn’t even find where the last hurdle was, so how could he talk about becoming a god? Now he is getting older and older, and although his seniority is old, his strength is already slipping, and in a few years he feels that he will fall out of the range of demigod strength.
It has to be said that this is a sad story.
He shook his head and said, “Becoming a god or not, that’s a matter for him to break his blade, our immediate task is to figure out how to deal with Tong Baiye and Han Zendao.”
“Then how about I teach you guys?”
An epileptic voice suddenly sounded outside.
The two men’s faces instantly turned ugly, while the grumpy Jiang Hu bellowed and his body flashed, only to quickly be tackling one man and throwing him inside.
“Bai Jie!”
Luo Yun narrowed his eyes and said, “I never thought you would dare to come to your death?”
Bai Jie spat out a mouthful of blood and said with a smile, “Jiang Hu, your strength is getting stronger and stronger, I want to discuss the true meaning of life with you more and more.”
This crazy guy’s mouth kept bubbling with nonsense.
Jiang Hu’s eyes flared up and he was about to kill Bai Jie at that moment.
But Luo Yun stopped him, and then looked at Bai Jie conspiratorially, saying, “As a traitor to the Nine Mysteries, you are the most deserving traitor to be exterminated in the history of the entire Nine Mysteries, three years ago you nearly caused the Nine Mysteries to collapse, and now you are here, what are you trying to do?”
“Which could be.” Bai Jie wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled as he climbed up and tried to sit on the chair.
But Jiang Hu directly slapped out his palm, smashing that chair to pieces.
Bai Jie didn’t care, and simply sat on his butt on the ground and said, “I heard a very interesting news while I was out, so I dared to come back and wanted to join in the fun.”
“Cut the crap!”
Jiang Hu bellowed.
Luo Yun, on the other hand, said in a grim voice, “You say.”
“I heard that Tong Bai Ye and Han Zendao are coming to the Nine Mysteries to raise the bar, tsk, Qin Huayang’s inheritance, and the heirloom jade seal.” Bai Jie licked his lips and said, “What a treasure of Chilu Luo, but it’s a pity that you two have to work for others.”
He hadn’t finished speaking.
He felt a strong constricting sensation on his neck.
But it was Jiang Hu who had him by the neck at that moment.
Luo Yun didn’t stop it and said with a cold smile, “Bai Jie, you’re really getting more and more regressive as you live, you can use such a simple provocation, what a disappointment to me.”
Jiang Hu also let out a fierce laugh and tried to break his neck.
Bai Jie’s face turned red, but he was still smiling wryly as he said, “Everyone in this world is chasing after profit, hehehehehe, I’m just a little more pure in my pursuit.”
Luo Yun narrowed his eyes.
When Bai Jie was about to die, he said, “Jiang Hu, let go of him.”
Jiang Hu grunted and casually threw Bai Jie to the ground.
Bai Jie burst into a wry smile.
“Trust me, I cleaned up your room for you.” Luo Yun said coldly, “There still isn’t even a fly there, now tell me what you came for!”
Bai Jie rubbed his neck and said, “Do you need to tell me the purpose of something so interesting?”
“Cut the crap!” Jiang Hu drank.
Bai Jie laughed heatedly, came forward and gently patted Jiang Hu’s back, saying, “Anger is not good for your health, be good oh.”
Jiang Hu gritted his teeth in anger.
And Bai Jie said with a smile, “Your intention tonight is only to delay for Broken Blade, but don’t you forget that Chen Long is dead, dead at the hands of Broken Blade, how could Han Zendao and Tong Bai Ye give you the opportunity to delay? Moreover, the Nine Mysteries have been fighting with Duanbuhe recently.”
“Humph! A little Duanbuhe, you think we put it in our eyes?” Jiang Hu sneered.
Bai Jie covered his mouth and laughed, saying, “My cute little tiger, you’re getting better at talking big.”
“Don’t you give me that nonsense!”
Jiang Hu was furious and said, “If you can’t tell me in one minute, I’ll just kill you!”
Bai Jie laughed heatedly, then rummaged around in a bag on his body and tumbled out an arm.
