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Not good, third senior brother just broke through to middle stage Mind Controller not long ago and obtained the ability to control flying swords. This commander has already opened 48 meridians and is about to cultivate to the peerless realm of the third step of Martial Dao Grandmaster. He is also very courageous and dauntless, third senior brother is simply not his match!

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yi cursed in his heart.

The Mind Controller was equivalent to the same level of cultivation, however, the cultivation method was unpredictable and unpredictable, while the Martial Cultivatior was good at fighting and was extremely brave.

The Martial Dao Grandmaster s were divided into three steps, the essence energy was like smoke, the tiger leopard thunder was powerful and invincible, while the Mind Controller s were divided into three stages, the lower tier Mind Controller s could take objects from the air, the middle tier Mind Controller s could control the flying swords, and the upper tier Mind Controller s could seal the ground!

These were two different systems, each with its own vicissitudes of life.

Although Jiang Yi's cultivation was not high, but he was familiar with all kinds of ancient scrolls, and knew a lot of cultivation knowledge.

Third senior brother Qian Tang was a middle ranked Mind Controller, while Commander Wang Yuan was a peak level master of the second step, Tiger Leopard Lei Yin.

So much so that if Third Senior Brother Qian Tang was given enough time, using the Mind Controller's wondrous means, killing Wang Yuan might not be impossible.

But now, Third Brother Qian Tang was surrounded by the Blood Clothes Legion, just like a cornered beast. There were many methods he couldn't use, so how could he be Wang Yuan's match.

"Qian Tang, hand over the Great Dream Heart Scripture and surrender to the imperial government or die!" Wang Yuan opened his mouth as he walked towards the money hall. His entire body was surrounded by a murderous aura, and it was unknown how many people had been killed to form such a terrifying murderous aura, enough to scare anyone to death.

"Even if I die, I want you to accompany me in death!" The Qian Tang said with a face brimming with hostility. Then, his hands formed another seal as he let out an ear-piercing shriek, "Suppressing Ghost God!"

As he finished his sentence, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes emitting a dark green light that pierced into Wang Yuan's eyes.

This was his peerless divine art, the Solitary Peak, the Floating Pull, and the Evil God Subduing Art!

Buzz …

In a split-second, Wang Yuan's body trembled and his steps slowed down.

Puff!

The Qian Tang spat out another mouthful of blood as his face became even paler. There was not a trace of blood on his face. His entire body was filled with an intense aura of death.

But he didn't care at all. His eyes were filled with madness. He reached out with his hand and the flying sword flew into his hand. Then, it charged out.

Puff, puff …

In the blink of an eye, a few soldiers were killed by the flying swords. They laid on the ground, unable to fight back at all.

Suddenly, the flying sword killed a person and then landed in front of Jiang Yi, flying fiercely flying towards his head.

"What?" Jiang Yi's mind suddenly jumped, instantly feeling a powerful killing intent approaching him, before he could even react, the flying sword had cut through his helmet, and was about to pierce through his head.

"I can't believe I didn't die in Blood Clothes Legion's hands, but in third senior brother's hands!" This was the last thought that existed in Jiang Yi's mind.

However, the flying sword did not stop in front of his head as he had expected. Instead, the flying sword abruptly turned around and brushed past his ear, killing a soldier behind him.

"Junior apprentice-brother?" Shocked cries rang in his ears. Only he could hear them.

A few strands of hair fell to the ground. Jiang Yi brushed shoulders with the Death God, his eyes regained their clarity, and in the next moment, he was surrounded by Qian Tang's meaningful gaze. The Qian Tang circled around him, and continued to rush towards the distance, sending out miserable cries.

"Bastard!" Almost at the same time, a loud shout was heard, "Qian Tang, how dare you plot against me and control me through hypnosis? "You're courting death!"

Following which, a shadow flashed and chased after the Qian House.

It was Wang Yuan. In a flash, he regained his senses and saw the Qian House's massacre everywhere. He immediately became furious and his killing intent overflowed into the heavens.

In the end, he had underestimated his meditation technique. He did not expect the Qian Tang to have room for resistance after being forced to such a state. It unleashed an endless amount of psychokinesis to hypnotize and control him.

However, Qian Tang knew his own limits. He knew that he couldn't kill him, so he didn't choose to attack him. Instead, he chose to attack the other soldiers.

All the soldiers didn't hesitate at all as they chased after the money hall.

Only Jiang Yi was left in a daze.

His helmet was cut open by the flying sword, revealing his true face, but no one had ever seen him, so how could they know that he was a disciple of Dream Soul Sect?

Moreover, those people had their attention focused on the Money Hall. They wanted to chase down the Money Hall so that they could obtain rewards from the imperial government for their meritorious deeds.

"Third senior brother!" Jiang Yi looked at Third Senior Brother Qian Tang's back in a daze, almost suffocating.

The third senior brother had already recognized him, so he had stopped attacking in time and showed mercy. Although the two of them did not say anything, he completely understood the third senior brother's intentions from his gaze.

Third Senior Qian Tang wanted to use himself to attract the attention of the crowd and lure away the enemies so that he could have enough time to escape.

Otherwise, he would have to expose his identity and put his life on the line here.

Jiang Yi's eyes were red, he felt all the blood in his body congealing, and a strange pain arose in his heart.

The figure of Third Senior Brother Qian Tang leaving resolutely took up his entire state of mind.

"Bro, why are you still standing here? "Why aren't you chasing and killing him?" Just then, a soldier ran over. After seeing Jiang Yi, he was stunned for a moment, and then, gave a kind reminder.

"Puchi!"

Suddenly, Jiang Yi pounced out fiercely, the Hundred Refinement Steel Blade in his hand slashed out viciously.

"You …" The soldier did not expect this turn of events and was greatly surprised. He did not have time to dodge and was cut by the knife. He fell to the ground, bleeding profusely.

"Third Senior, I, Jiang Yi, swear, that you will take your revenge!" Jiang Yi said in a sinister manner, and then madly ran in another direction.

He really wanted to save Third Senior Brother Qian Tang, but with his low level of martial arts cultivation, he was powerless. Going up would only be courting death.

He could not disappoint his third senior brother, so he could only leave first. Only by surviving could he take revenge.

Jiang Yi ran like crazy. On one hand, he was venting the pain in his heart, and on the other hand, he was refining the Blood Dissolving Pill he had just swallowed.

Running was also a training technique. It could train one's physical strength, grind one's bones, and speed up one's blood circulation. The flow of blood could melt the medicinal strength of the Blood Dissolving Pill, and then evaporate the water vapor in the pill's blood, causing the blood to condense and eventually turn into a Blood Essence.

Jiang Yi's body was burning hot, with white Qi rising from his head, he was like a strong horse running, whipping the wind.

His strength was also increasing. A huge tree as thick as a person's wrist was broken with a single stomp. It was extremely terrifying.