Chapter 570 - 464: Law Enforcement Team
What is a windfall? Clearly, it’s killing the two people flying towards them.
Ji An was silent. His relationship with Yuan Hong wasn’t good enough to discuss killing people without any hesitation. Is this polite?
"Help!"
A female cultivator’s panicked voice came from less than a hundred meters from the cliff.
"I advise you not to meddle," said the cultivator chasing behind with a fierce expression.
Ji An felt it absurd. This was too rough!
Didn’t they even know what kind of cultivation the three of them had before daring to rush up so boldly? Are tribulation cultivators so arrogant nowadays?
The Wuji Xinghuang Banner flew out of his dantian with his thought, the warm yellow spirit light covered his whole body, and golden flowers rippled around him.
At the same time, the Dharma seal in his hand changed, releasing the Mixed Gold Profound Armor Technique.
Dark golden brilliance flickered on the surface of his skin, and ancient mysterious patterns emerged and quickly disappeared.
A solemn look flashed in Yuan Hong’s eyes. He could sense that this was the power of a top-grade spiritual artifact, and it was a very powerful top-grade spiritual artifact.
Ji An retreated next to Zhang Le, now was the time for unity against a common enemy.
The reason he only summoned the Wuji Xinghuang Banner was that he had two allies here who made a living by demon hunting, and he felt there was no need for him to charge into battle.
Yuan Hong summoned his own spiritual artifact, which took the form of a flaming Black Gold Hammer, and he shouted sternly:
"Leave here, or we will attack."
The Black Gold Hammer was controlled by him to enlarge, aggressively swinging in the air.
Perhaps intimidated by him, the female cultivator who was already very close immediately changed direction, flying towards a distant arc.
’Is it over just like that?’ Ji An’s sense of absurdity grew stronger.
At this moment, the cultivator who was chasing the female cultivator flew right in front of him, and a sudden change occurred.
This person was Pei Xiu, and he controlled a flying sword to attack Ji An head-on.
Yuan Hong turned his head, and the Black Gold Hammer whistled, raising blazing flames toward Ji An.
The flames were dark red, faintly tinged with black.
The weapon of the ’escaped’ female cultivator was also a flying sword, attacking from Ji An’s right rear.
Zhang Le activated an Earth-to-Steel Talisman, then launched a golden flying sword, fiercely stabbing at Ji An’s left rib.
The surface of the flying sword was covered in fish scale patterns, like a golden swimming fish. Due to their close distance, it almost instantly reached the Wuji Xinghuang Banner’s coverage range.
It turned out that they happened to be nearby searching for "prey," and Ji An was spotted when he approached the cliff.
Because they did not know Ji An’s trump cards, they devised this plan of surrounding him from all sides to ensure success.
"How thrilling!" Ji An now fully understood that he was ensnared in a trap.
He had originally been wary of Zhang and Yuan, but the appearance of ’tribulation cultivators’ had attracted some of his attention—who would have thought it would end up as a situation surrounded by enemies?
Sensing his intent, the Wuji Xinghuang Banner immediately poured out all the stored spiritual power. The area around his body churned like endless yellow sand.
Golden flowers danced, forming the first defensive line.
The apricot yellow Banner only needed to do one thing: temporarily delay the enemies’ attack on him, just to buy a moment.
As expected, the speed of the four spiritual artifacts slowed as if caught in a quagmire.
Ji An had already taken out a talisman treasure from the Grotto Void Stone, without hesitation, he activated it with anger.
The shadow of the Profound Yellow Tower spun swiftly, releasing a thousand rays of treasured light.
The spiritual artifacts that had reached his side seemed hammered hard, unable to advance further.
"A talisman treasure!"
Zhang Le and the others exclaimed, all understanding that their ambush had failed.
Yuan Hong shouted:
"Don’t let him escape, the talisman treasure has a time limit, as long as we hold him off, victory still belongs to us."
If the target escaped, they would be exposed and could never return to Red Cloud Immortal City.
The talisman treasure had been activated, Ji An exhaled a sigh of relief, still feeling a lingering fear.
Hearing Yuan Hong’s shout, he revealed a cruel smile and summoned the Earth-Departing Flame Banner.
A phoenix cry rang out as if from the Nine Heavens above, and Yuan Hong and the others all felt endless flames burning in their sea of consciousness, an unprovoked rage rising from the depths of their hearts.
Ji An seized this rare opportunity, steering a cloud to approach Zhang Le, who was the closest to him.
He slightly opened his mouth, releasing a spirit roar, as this spirit soul attack secret skill had too short a casting distance. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have needed to get so close.
Then he operated the Geng Metal Spirit-Slaying Sword, a flying sword two fingers wide and three inches long, shimmering with silver light.
The enemy now was like a sitting target, unable to dodge his attack, so he didn’t unleash more flying swords.
Because it wasn’t necessary, a truly lethal attack only needed to hit once, which also saved magical power.
The silver light flashed, and the flying sword pierced Zhang Le’s forehead, passing through the back of his head with no resistance.
The Path of Gold’s essence of "All Things Wither" spread, an eternal end.
No blood flowed, Zhang Le’s face showed slight shock, then revealed a mysterious smile.
Ji An was stunned, what the hell is this? Such an injury couldn’t possibly be non-lethal! Unless...
’Unless this cultivator is no longer human!’
He was startled by this inexplicable thought. If not human, then what?
At this time, the others awoke from the phoenix cry’s shock, each retrieving their spiritual artifacts, beginning to organize the next round of attack.
Ji An no longer cared about conserving magical power; he fully activated the Geng Metal Spirit-Slaying Sword. When countless silver flying swords lit up Zhang Le’s eyes, Zhang Le’s face showed fear.
"Run!"
He knew well the immense damage this attack could inflict, and its speed was extremely fast, almost impossible to evade at close range.
Such a barrage of flying swords was too much for anyone present to withstand.