C517 Please Lead the Way
C517 Please Lead the Way
There were more than ten buses in total, and all of them were filled with martial artists wearing long black robes. Ye Ziheng sensed the aura coming from their bodies. The lowest Second-grade Stage started. The highest level was Fourth-grade Stage, and there were more than three hundred of them. Every one of them was covered in blood Qi. It seemed like all of them had lives in their hands. It might not be easy to deal with them.
A few Heretic Warrior got off the carriage one by one. Soon, more than three hundred people stood in a small pile, looking at Heretic Warrior from the Mu City who had come to welcome them.
"Senior Brother Ye, are we still not going to make a move?"
A disciple asked impatiently. He had already taken out the Magical Treasure in his hand. He looked eager to give it a try, as if he wanted to make a contribution as soon as possible.
Ye Ziheng looked at him and shook his head decisively.
"No, listen to what they have to say. Let's see if it's useful to us. The person is right here. Even if they want to escape later, if we don't allow them to do so, they won't be able to escape."
The disciple couldn't help but pout when he heard this.
"Even though we are so far away, we still can't hear what they are saying. We might as well kill them."
"That's easy. Just go over there a little."
After saying that, Ye Ziheng's body moved. He jumped from the previous hiding spot to another hiding spot and continued to move forward.
Ye Ziheng's stealth technique was very brilliant and his movements were smooth like flowing water. The disciples were stunned when they saw this.
In a short while, Ye Ziheng arrived at a place close to the evil sect disciples. Although it was not very close, at least he could hear their words clearly.
Ye Ziheng turned his head and looked at the disciples with a proud smile. What should he say? He was at least at the level of difficulty of Humiliation, low level of confusion. The big shot who had cleared the level in his ghost form gave him the folding knife and the ability to teleport. He was simply the director of the department who had come back to life.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have already arranged the rooms for you. Should we go over now or wait for a while?"
A familiar voice entered Ye Ziheng's ears. When Ye Ziheng heard it, he recognized the owner of the voice. It was the Heretic Warrior that he had been following for three days and three nights.
The leader of the rank four Heretic Warrior glanced at him. His face showed undisguised disdain, but he did not dare to say anything. After all, the difference in strength was obvious. What could he do?
"Master Bai asked the few of you to come and pick us up?"
The leader of the Fourth Grade evil cult asked. He glanced at the evil cult disciples, his eyes full of ridicule.
The Second-grade Stage Heretic Warrior instantly clenched his fist, but he quickly loosened it, and a smile appeared on his face once again.
"Ah, Sir is not around. He has something to do. He asked us to come and greet all of you."
The leader of the Fourth-grade Stage Evil Cult looked at the Second-grade Stage warrior and sneered.
"Alright, but our seats are already full. We can only trouble you to lead the way for us. Alright? "
After saying that, he looked at the Second-grade Stage warrior with a smile on his face.
Although the Second-grade Stage warrior was angry, he could only smile and nod his head in the end.
"Yes, my lord. I will lead the way for you now."
After saying that, he led the few people he brought with him and prepared to lead the way for them.
Ye Ziheng saw that the few of them were about to get into the car and leave. He turned his head to look at the disciples and pointed three fingers at them.