Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

However, the old man with the fiery temper thumped his chest and said, "Hmph, even on his deathbed, he still has to play tricks. We're all human, we breathe through two nostrils. I don't believe there's anything to be afraid of about the person behind me."

"I'd like to see how many Fiery Palm strikes he can withstand in one go."

The group composed themselves and continued forward despite the howling sandstorm.

During the windy season, sandstorms obscure the sun, and the howling wind sounds like ghostly wails, disturbing people's peace of mind.

After traveling for a short while, a group of blurry figures suddenly appeared in the yellow sand ahead, seemingly struggling to move forward against the wind!

"There are people ahead!"

The man in the straw hat and gray clothes spoke coldly and immediately issued a warning.

Everyone saw it and immediately became alert, stopping in their tracks to look over, where many figures were visible.

Gong Xiaoshang squinted, facing the wind and sand, and said, "Something's not right... They seem to be standing there, staring ahead without moving... Could this be another blood-written stone tablet?"

Li Fu and his group approached cautiously.

As the distance closed, it became clear that they were all individuals, their backs to the camera, braving the wind and sand, as if they were struggling to take their steps.

"Hey, why aren't you moving?" A Sichuan swordsman couldn't help but step forward and pat one of them on the shoulder.

puff.

The man was slapped so hard that he fell straight forward!

Turn your body over—

hiss--!

Upon seeing the face clearly, everyone gasped in shock!

It was indeed a person, but not a living person, and its death was gruesome.

These are dehydrated, shriveled, and grotesque mummies, their deaths horribly gruesome. It is unknown when they died in this wind-swept desert.

Suddenly encountering a group of corpses—fellow travelers—in this perilous and deadly desert sent chills down everyone's spines!

A high-ranking monk at Famen Temple chanted Buddhist mantras.

"Amitabha... Judging from their attire, they were just like us, heading deep into the desert in search of the Golden Tower and Sand Ruins. We wonder who killed them."

It seemed the slaughter took place in an instant; they didn't even have time to react before they died.

Even the Fiery Elder's expression changed this time: "I don't know if it was done by one person, or by a group of well-trained, incredibly fast assassins..."

Especially if it's just one person, his speed and his martial arts skills are simply terrifying...

A chill ran through everyone, and a sense of fear and unease enveloped them.

Looking at the clothes and figures of the group of dried corpses, Li Fu felt a strange sense of familiarity.

"Strange...I feel like I've seen this somewhere before..."

Li Fu frowned, the more he looked, the stronger the sense of familiarity became.

Some of the others, such as Zhu Tongzhou and Gong Xiaoshang, also seemed vaguely familiar, but they were distracted and stunned by the terrifying appearance of the dried corpses and couldn't figure it out.

suddenly!

One of the three remaining Tiger Claw Four Tigers behind Wang Zheliu suddenly pointed at the group of desiccated corpses, his teeth chattering, his eyes bulging almost out of their sockets, and he screamed in shock, "Ah!"

Wang Zheliu himself was also pale-faced, his expression shifting constantly, staring intently at the dried corpse as if he had seen a ghost!

"What are you yelling about!" the Fiery Old Man roared. "A few dried corpses have scared you half to death?"

Although they spoke with great bravado, everyone knew that these mummified corpses had died mysteriously, and the person who killed them was no ordinary person.

Upon hearing these people shout, a sudden inspiration flashed in Li Fu's mind.

The source of that familiarity became instantly clear, and his eyes widened in shock, as if he couldn't believe it.

"Is it them?"

"Does Young Master Li know them?"

"I asked the old Taoist priest Chongling."

The gray-clad man wearing a straw hat seemed to recognize the group as well. His eyelids twitched, and he said, "It really is them... How could they have changed like this..."

Before the puzzled crowd could ask further questions, Li Fu said, "Look closely, you've all seen them before. These are the... retainers of that guy over there!"

Upon hearing this, everyone hurriedly and carefully examined the mummified corpse's weapons and body shape.

Those wielding knives, swords, and maces... indeed, they corresponded to the group of Jianghu retainers that Wang Zheliu had previously surrounded and only briefly met!

"They looked familiar at first glance, but these people had turned into mummies, so I didn't recognize them at first."

Zhu Tongzhou opened his eyes wide and said.

"How did they die here? And become dried-up corpses?!"

In just one or two days, how could a living person turn into a dried corpse in the desert, looking as if they had been dead for years!

This is too bizarre.

The crowd was filled with doubt and apprehension, feeling even more terrified. They looked at each other, and finally their gazes all turned to Wang Zheliu, whose face was pale and who seemed somewhat guilty.

"I don't know how it turned into a dried-up corpse."

Li Fu's mind raced, and in the blink of an eye, he understood the gist of it: "Why are they here... it's not hard to guess..."

After glancing at Wang Zheliu, Gong Xiaoshang guessed what was going on and continued the conversation.

"Senior Liehuo once said that if you want to walk the same path as him, you must withstand one of his palm strikes."

The group was terrified and must have gone to Young Master Wang to ask for leave. Young Master Wang, well… he feigned anger, his face darkening, but in reality, he went along with it, instructing them to go first!

She paused, then sneered.

"It's just that... it's hard to say whether we should have them secretly protect us and provide assistance, or whether we should lay an ambush and use them as a surprise force to deal with certain people."

Li Fu glanced at Gong Xiaoshang.

As the saying goes, never offend a woman.

This knowledgeable woman clearly remembered Wang Zheliu's flirtatious words from before. Every guess she made was reasonable, but she always emphasized the latter half of her sentences, guiding the crowd.

Upon hearing this, the Old Man of Fiery Flames' eyes widened like copper bells as he stared intently at Wang Zheliu, his killing intent almost tangible.

Everyone suddenly realized that Wang Zheliu was also treacherous and cunning. On the surface, he was afraid of the Old Man of Fiery Flame, but in reality, he also had his own wicked ideas.

He sent his gang of scoundrels into the desert ahead of him, whether to search for treasure in advance, to act as reinforcements, or to ambush them and kill them by surprise.

"You brat surnamed Wang, you dare to play me for fools?! You don't take my words seriously!" The Fiery Old Man's beard and hair bristled as he raised his palm to strike!

Wang Zheliu and his three servants were startled and took a step back.

"Please calm down, senior!"

Wang Zheliu hurriedly raised his folding fan to protect himself and tried to explain himself.

"You said that anyone who can't withstand a single move from you is not worthy of working with you. I've told them to stay away from you so as not to get in your way."

What's wrong with taking the lead?

"Please, everyone, don't listen to this woman's provocations. The desert is dangerous; I only want to preserve some of my strength for self-defense!"

He spoke quickly and hurriedly.

"My retainers are indeed all skilled martial artists, but even if they set up an ambush, they are probably no match for Senior Liehuo and everyone else."

Li Fu spoke.

"Of course you're not stupid enough to think that you can wipe us out head-on by having them ambush us."

But if we find the treasure and then fall into infighting, or encounter a powerful enemy, and after we've fought, been injured, and exhausted our inner strength... then your surprise attack... might be incredibly effective.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines!

What a treacherous scheme!

They almost became someone else's meal!

As the saying goes, "The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind." It's likely that no one in the world would willingly be the cicada or the mantis, while someone else becomes the oriole.

The thought of almost becoming the mantis or cicada in the oriole's beak made these proud martial arts masters glare angrily at Wang Zheliu, their eyes filled with murderous intent.

"asshole!

mean!"

"His heart is worthy of death!"

Seeing that things were getting out of control, Wang Zheliu knew things were going badly. He snorted angrily, "If you don't believe me, I have nothing more to say. Let's part ways here!"

After saying that, he hurriedly turned around and left with his three servants.

"Halt." Li Fu's gaze was icy as he said calmly, "So I'm letting you go so I can hide and follow you, looking for another opportunity to strike?"