C565 The Barbarians Were Targeting Them
C565 The Barbarians Were Targeting Them
At this moment, Yang Xuan suddenly noticed that there seemed to be someone staring at him in the forest behind him.
"Who?"
Yang Xuan stood up abruptly and looked behind him. The wooden sword appeared in Yang Xuan's hand in an instant. The flames on it melted a lot of the snow around it.
The forest was silent. No one responded to Yang Xuan's words.
"What's wrong?"
Yuh Qingcheng looked at Yang Xuan with concern and asked, "Who is it?"
"I don't know. I feel like someone is secretly observing me."
Yang Xuan rubbed the space between his eyebrows. The golden light of the Heavenly Eye flashed and disappeared. However, he didn't find any trace of the person who was secretly watching him just now. With Yang Xuan's current Fifth Stage cultivation base, nothing with a Spiritual Force could hide from his Heavenly Eye. However, his field of vision was empty at this moment.
Yang Xuan suddenly remembered what Zhou Fengmiao had told him not long ago, and he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
"Who is it?"
Yuh Qingcheng also used the search technique similar to the Heavenly Eye that Xu Ruxian had taught her, but she did not find anything suspicious. "I think you just have too many things to do recently. You are too nervous."
"I think so too."
The Black Panther was covered in snow. It jumped onto Yang Xuan's shoulder and sniffed, but did not find any suspicious smell.
"Maybe!"
Yang Xuan sat down again and thought about something.
Since the Black Panther did not find any special aura in the air, it meant that the other party was not an evil person like the ghost cultivators. However, the feeling of being spied on just now was very real.
But even the Heavenly Eye could not see through the other party's traces, so there were only two possibilities. Either that, or Yang Xuan really had an illusion because he had been considering too many things in the recent period of time. Or it was because their opponent's strength was much higher than Yang Xuan and Yuh Qingcheng that they couldn't find any trace of each other.
No matter what the reason was, Yang Xuan had a vague feeling that Zhou Fengmiao's suggestion might be right.
The Black Panther rolled on the snow, and snowflakes drifted down from the sky.
Yuh Qingcheng lay on Yang Xuan's lap and took a nap.
The snowflakes fell on Yang Xuan's head and shoulders. From afar, it looked like a snowman. Because it was winter, the army of Profound Gate Pass and Barbarian Clan had no intention of fighting. Both sides seemed very obedient. At most, they would send a few spies to patrol the camp. They would monitor the enemy's movements.
A few snowflakes drifted into Yang Xuan's collar, cooling him down.
The sun gradually sank to the west, about to set on the horizon.
At this moment, a powerful aura suddenly emitted a fierce killing intent. The target of the killing intent was Yang Xuan, who was looking at the young girl in his arms with a loving expression.
Being stimulated by this killing intent, Yang Xuan turned his head around and looked. At the same time, the Spiritual Force on his body was unleashed, causing the snowflakes on his body to fall.
"Who is it?"
Yang Xuan asked in a low voice.
At this moment, Yuh Qingcheng, who was in his arms, slightly moved. Perhaps she had sensed the existence of killing intent and opened her eyes.
The Black Panther by the side also stared at the depths of the forest. The fur on its body stood up, and it let out a low roar from its throat.
"Jiejie, Jiejie, what a pair of talented male and female attendants. Seeing this scene, even this old man can't bear to make a move."
An old voice sounded in the forest. It sounded like the sound of two metal plates rubbing against each other, and it made one's teeth ache. What a pair of beautiful girls, Jiejie... Jiejie... Jiejie... Jiejie... Jiejie... Jiejie... Jiejie... Jiejie... Jiejie... Jiejie... Jiejie... Jiejie... Jiejie...
However, the owner of this voice was emitting a powerful aura that caused one to suffocate.
Yang Xuan looked over and saw the owner of the powerful aura.
It was an old man in a red robe. He wore a large bamboo hat, and a black veil hung down from the hat. However, his hair was silver white.
"May I ask who senior is? Kid, Yang Xuan greets you here."
Yang Xuan vigilantly looked at the old man who suddenly appeared in front of him and asked. The old man had come with a menacing aura, and it was obvious that he didn't have any good intentions. But no matter what, Yang Xuan had to find out the origin of the old man first.
Yuh Qingcheng had also woken up. Although she didn't say anything, the Qi that was faintly emitted from her body indicated that she had a strong hostility towards the old man.
"You are Yang Xuan?"
The old man stroked his beard and his eyes revealed a praising expression. "You are a good seedling. It wasn't in vain for me to deal with you personally."
Yang Xuan was puzzled. The killing intent of this old man made his hair stand on end. In the blink of an eye, all the killing intent in his body had disappeared without a trace, giving people the feeling that he was like a spring breeze.
However, Yang Xuan and the other two didn't let down their guard. The Qi of this old man was as vast as a sea of smoke. It gave people an extremely majestic feeling. Yang Xuan couldn't see through the strength of the old man. Obviously, the old man's strength had already reached the Sixth Stage, or perhaps even higher.
Yang Xuan's eyes fell on the old man's red robe. He felt that this red robe had some requirements. Suddenly, he thought of something and asked tentatively, "May I ask if this old man is from the Barbarian Clan?"
Because not long ago, Yang Xuan had seen an old man from the Barbarian Clan wearing the same uniform in the black market. However, that old man was only a Fourth Stage warrior, but this old man was much stronger than Yang Xuan.
"He is very smart. He has the strength of a Fifth Stage at such a young age. Plus, he was calm and collected when he was in trouble. Your teacher must not be an ordinary person, right?"
The old man paused for a moment, and before Yang Xuan could say anything, he continued, "But no matter what your background is, it is as you have guessed. I am the Great Master of the Barbarian Country's Martial Hall. What you have done in the past half a year at the border has brought a lot of trouble to the entire Barbarian Country!"
Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment. He recalled what he had experienced in the past half a year. The number of soldiers from the Barbarian Clan who had died in his hands had already reached a hundred thousand, and he had unknowingly become a huge threat to the Barbarian Clan.
"It seems that there is no way to settle this peacefully today. But before this, I would like to ask boldly, what realm is the old mister's current strength at? "
Yang Xuan responded without batting an eyelid. In fact, he was secretly stalling for time. Of course, he did not expect Zhou Fengmiao, who was a few miles away from Profound Gate Pass, to come out and save him. Instead, he was thinking of a way to escape. With the phoenix bloodline in his body, even if he was seriously injured in the battle, he could still rely on the means of rebirth to protect himself. However, Yuh Qingcheng, who was beside him, didn't have the ability to protect herself. If anything went wrong... Even if the world's number one Godly Doctor came, he would not be able to reverse the situation.
Besides, there was also a special Black Panther on the side. No one could tell if there was anyone in the Barbarian Clan who could see through his identity. Due to some reasons, the strength of the Black Panther was suppressed to the same level as Yang Xuan. Even if it was really like him, Javascapt: Vodi (0), the old monster that he called a hundred thousand years old, in front of these Sixth Stage or even higher cultivators. It would be a disaster.
"He's only at the intermediate Sixth Stage."