Chapter Ninety-Five: Encounter with an Old Enemy Again

  King Xuan Yang, who was hiding, felt that the earth was shaking, and a rumbling sound came from deep beneath the ground, as if an indescribable and terrifying power was awakening.

  At this time, the battle in the sky had entered its most intense phase. The ghost-faced statue was gradually unable to withstand Yan Chixia's attacks and would soon be burned into a roasted chicken. The skull was also unable to withstand Xingjian's sword energy and began to show cracks, which were about to split apart.

  And on the altar, the black-robed sorceress was casting some kind of soul-calling spell, exerting all her strength to activate the altar.

  When Weng Bouqi ran over, Wang Xuanyang noticed it at the first time.

  "Is it him?"

  Wang Xuanyang was shocked beyond measure, and this old man unexpectedly followed him as well, and even infiltrated the Black Wind Thieves.

  Needless to say, this guy must be here to kill me.

  I didn't expect him to be so relentless, willing to give up his chance of promotion just to come and kill me.

  However, Wang Xuanyang found that Weng Qiqi's aura seemed to have become even stronger.

  "No way, once he takes another step closer, I'll probably be discovered. Now the only option is to enter the fog, maybe I can use the fog to ambush him!"

  Wang Xuanyang's heart skipped a beat.

  He was far from being a match for Weng Boqi, and once discovered by the other side, he would surely die.

  He suddenly moved and quickly retreated towards the back.

  At the moment he moved, Weng Boqi had already sensed it.

  This isn't a foggy place, although there's an extremely eerie power enveloping the entire basin now, greatly affecting spiritual energy detection. However, Weng Bo Qi can still sense within a 100-meter range.

  So Weng Boqi immediately sensed the movement.

  "Is anyone there?"

  Weng Buqi quickly rushed in, his defensive talismans already activated, forming a layer of strange water light around him, with the faint sound of waves emanating from it.

  Before long, he thoroughly captured Wang Xuanyang's trail.

  "Wang Xuanyang, it's actually you! Haha, it's really a case of 'no need to search far and wide', you're just asking for trouble. You're the kind of person who would rather take the road to hell when heaven is right in front of you. Today is your day of reckoning, let's see where you can run!"

  Weng's pace quickened.

  This passage is rugged and winding, greatly affecting speed.

  However, Wang Xuanyang had an advantage over Weng Boqi in being more familiar with the terrain.

  Weng Baogui came from another channel.

  "You absolutely can't escape."

  Weng Buqi knew that once Wang Xuanyang was allowed to enter the fog, it would be very troublesome.

  Moreover, there is also a Xingjian Sheng in the basin. If Wang Xuanyang cannot be resolved as soon as possible, it is likely that there will be no chance.

  Although he didn't know how Xing Jian Sheng ended up here, he believed that it was absolutely impossible for him to be protecting Wang Xuan Yang. The most likely reason should be because of the Hei Feng thief, after all, even the Tian Yan Fu Zong's You Xia had been mobilized. Judging from the situation, Xing Jian Sheng and that Tian Yan Fu Zong's You Xia knew each other.

  Even with the use of the Lightweight Symbol Technique, Wang Xuan Yang's speed was still no match for Weng Buqi, and he was soon overtaken by a large margin.

  "What's to be done? Can't escape it."

  Wang Xuanyang was anxious in his heart.

  Whoosh!

  A wave of water came surging from behind and filled the entire passage.

  Once attacked, Wang Xuanyang would either be killed or seriously injured.

  At the critical moment, he suddenly moved and threw out a defensive talisman.

  Splash!

  A wall of earth rose up and held back the wave for a good dozen breaths before it finally collapsed.

  "Could it be a mid-grade yellow-level defensive talisman?"

  Weng Bo Qi's eyes flashed with a cold light.

  "I don't believe you have many talismans, and activating them consumes spiritual energy."

  Weng Baogui continues his attack.

  Although disposable talismans are convenient to use and have great power, they also consume a lot of spiritual energy.

  Moreover, it is an entry talisman of a rather high level.

  Unfortunately, he did not know that Wang Xuanyang's spiritual power was much greater than he had imagined.

  Wang Xuanyang released another defensive talisman once again.

  In fact, he didn't get many talismans from the skeletons, after all, those few skeletons' cultivation wasn't very high, it's impossible to have too many good things.

  One by one, the defensive talismans were consumed by him.

  His heart is bleeding, this is something that can save his life!

  But at this time, it's too late for that, after all, there is no life left, and even the best talisman would be useless.

  Soon, the last defensive talisman was used up.

  Unfortunately, he didn't get the attack talisman, otherwise, there would be no need to run away in such a difficult situation.

  He estimated that these attack talismans should have been used by all the skeletons in front of the copper gate.

  The defensive talisman is fundamentally useless.

  The fact is that those skeletons in desperation almost used all the available attacks, and these attack talismans would not let go.

  However, after using up the last talisman, Wang Xuan Yang finally charged into the fog.

  At this moment, a terrible palm print also violently crashed in.

  Fortunately, Wang Xuanyang dodged quickly, and with the help of the fog, his spiritual power was greatly affected, causing Weng Buchi's attack to lose its accuracy.

  So the water palm print blasted into the empty space, but even so, Wang Xuan Yang was still hit by the residual wave of that terrible power, and his five internal organs were almost shaken out of place.

  "What a close call!"

  Wang Xuanyang entered the misty veil and was like a fish entering the great ocean.

  He had a sense of escaping from death.

  In an instant, his eyes flashed with a strong cold light. This time, he absolutely could not let Weng Bo Qi get the better of him.

  However, he didn't attack Weng Boqi immediately. Now is not the time to attack. Once Weng Boqi becomes alert, who knows if he will retreat back into the tunnel.

  Now it's crucial to shroud him in thick fog, best if he loses his way, so that I can avenge my grievances and settle my scores.

  He didn't believe that in such a favorable environment, Weng Qi still couldn't be worn down.

  He didn't go too far from Weng Boqi, and every now and then, he would make a little noise to gradually lure Weng Boqi deeper.

  Weng Buqi didn't expect that in the end Wang Xuanyang still rushed into the fog, almost suffocating to death.

  But he didn't give up and chased after him.

  Of course, there is another reason. He left marks along the way, so that if he lost his direction, he could come back along the marks and then re-orient himself with the passage.

  However, his actions had been detected by Wang Xuanyang long ago.

  "Hmm, making a mark?"

  Wang Xuanyang's face revealed a sinister cold smile.

  After he hid Wang Xuanyang in a secluded place, he began to circle around Weng Buqi's back and secretly move the marker a little bit.

  He didn't get rid of the mark but moved it, just to mislead Weng Boqi. In this way, he can decide where to lead Weng Boqi.

  This is equivalent to cutting off Wong Fei-hung's retreat.

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