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Chapter 453 The sinful woman Su Rong!
Master Zhao was delighted when he heard this and laughed loudly, "Well said, this girl is a criminal. No matter what her previous status was, it doesn't matter now."
After that, he glared at Emperor Shitian and said, "But you, boy, you actually dared to protect a criminal. Could it be that you are her accomplice?"
"Asshole, you dare to put a accusation on me, you are courting death!"
Emperor Shitian was finally enraged. He suddenly jumped up and kicked Zhao Wuji hard in the stomach with lightning speed.
"boom!"
With a dull thud, Zhao Wuji flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, fell heavily to the ground, and was unable to get up for a long time.
There was an uproar.
Everyone was stunned and couldn't believe their eyes.
A refugee actually ignored the dignity of the Zhao family and kicked Zhao Wuji away!
Isn’t he afraid of the Zhao family?
Also, he had no spiritual energy fluctuations, so how could he defeat Zhao Wuji, who was in the late stage of the Immortal King? Could he be the Immortal Emperor?
Of course, in the Holy Land, no one below the saint dares to call themselves king or emperor. Corresponding to the saints in the dark camp, those below the saint are all called "immortal soldiers".
Immortal soldiers are also divided into four levels: primary immortal soldiers (mortal immortals), intermediate immortal soldiers (immortal kings), advanced immortal soldiers (immortal emperors), and the strongest immortal soldiers (quasi-saints).
But no matter what, considering Zhao Wuji's age, he can break through to the late stage of Immortal King (late stage of intermediate Immortal Soldier), which is considered to be a good talent.
Now he has been defeated by a refugee of unknown origin. How embarrassed is he?
Zhao Wuji struggled to get up from the ground, his face ashen. He slowly drew out the long sword from his waist, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Emperor Shitian.
"You little bastard, you dare to attack me, I will chop you up!"
Zhao Wuji roared and called on his subordinates to kill Emperor Shitian. More than ten people attacked together, which was quite powerful.
Unfortunately, Indra did not take these people seriously.
With his strong physique and combat experience, it would be easy for him to deal with a group of soldiers even if his cultivation was blocked.
He just waved his hand lightly, seemingly nonchalantly, but no one could dodge his attack. In less than three breaths, everyone fell to the ground.
However, he did not kill anyone, he just injured them, making him unable to concentrate his strength for a while. But his powerful strength still shocked the onlookers.
"This person is so powerful!"
"Strange, why is there no spiritual energy fluctuation in him?"
"Isn't he a witch?"
Everyone was guessing about Indra's identity.
They couldn't see Indra's level of cultivation, but judging from the fact that he could easily defeat more than a dozen primary and intermediate level immortal soldiers, he must be extremely powerful.
Especially since there was no fluctuation of spiritual energy from his body, it made everyone feel very surprised.
In this world, not everyone cultivates spiritual power. For example, physical cultivators only practice physical skills, and their physical body is their strongest weapon.
For example, witch practitioners cultivate witch patterns and witchcraft, and there is no fluctuation of spiritual energy on their bodies.
If it was the former, it would be fine. With the strength of the Zhao family, dealing with a physical cultivator would be a piece of cake. But if it was the latter, it would be a big trouble.
In this holy land, the Witch Clan is the reigning ruler. Few who dare to offend the Witch Clan will end up well.
"Little bastard..."
Master Zhao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and was about to start cursing.
Unexpectedly, Emperor Shitian's eyes became fierce and he swept across everyone coldly, and a powerful aura emanated from him.
This momentum, with its terrifying murderous intent, was like boiling water, making people feel afraid involuntarily, as if the other party was the god of death walking out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Zhao Wuji and the others were enveloped by this murderous aura, their bodies suddenly stiffened, and they dared not provoke anymore, cold sweats broke out on their backs.
"You... who are you?" Zhao Wuji asked in horror, shivering.
"Who am I?" Emperor Shitian grinned, "You can go back and tell your father to ask Zhong Changsheng of the Nine Divisions of Heavenly Witches."
The Nine Divisions of Heavenly Witches?
When everyone heard this, they seemed to smell a dangerous signal. After thinking for a moment, they dared not be arrogant anymore and slowly retreated.
In the Holy Land of Heavenly Witches, the Witch Clan has the smallest number of people, but is the most noble and the strongest. No one dares to provoke even a small witch from any witch department.
Unexpectedly, this refugee is related to the Zhong family of the Nine Heavenly Witch Tribes.
As for whether what the other party said was false, they were not worried. First, no one dared to establish a relationship with the Witch Clan casually, and second, this information was easy to verify.
The Zhong family? It seems to be a small family in Qianwu City.
Of course, in a place as big as Qianwu City, even if it is just a small family inside, it is not something that a remote town like Biancheng can afford to offend.
"Boy, just wait for me. If you dare to attack me, I won't let you go!"
Zhao Wuji threw down a harsh remark and then left with his men.
……
The girl was rescued and sincerely thanked Emperor Shitian: "I am the sinful girl Su Rong, thank you for saving my life, sir."
"Miss Su, you're welcome. It's just a small favor."
Emperor Shitian waved his hand and said nonchalantly.
"I haven't asked for your name yet, sir?" Su Rong looked at Emperor Shitian deeply, then asked apologetically.
She knew that her identity would bring trouble to Emperor Shitian, and unless it was absolutely necessary, she really didn't want to be involved with anyone.
After all, she was an unlucky person, and no one who got close to her over the years had a good ending.
However, she still hopes to remember the name of her benefactor.
"Emperor Shakten!"
Emperor Shitian did not hide it. After all, he was not a celebrity and no one in the Tianwu Holy Land should know him.
"Mr. Di, I will remember you. Since I am a sinner, I will not bother you anymore."
Su Rong smiled slightly, her eyes as bright as stars, which even made Emperor Shitian lose his mind for a moment, which shows the extraordinary charm of this woman.
"Miss Su, take care!"
Emperor Shitian knew that Su Rong was avoiding something, but he really didn't want to get into trouble right now, so he said take care and left.
Over the next few days, he found a cheap inn and stayed there with peace of mind.
After a few days, he finally got to know the border town a little better.
This border town, called Huangsha City, covers an area of 90,000 miles and has a population of 30 million (mostly all of them are descendants of military households, and the policy of universal conscription is implemented).
It looks quite large, but in the Holy Land where territories are divided by light years, it is indeed just a small city.
You know, the entire defense line of the Tianwu Holy Land is made up of hundreds of millions of waste universes. Its area is so vast that ordinary people can't even imagine it.
There are countless such border towns on the edge of the Tianwu Holy Land, scattered like stars along the entire border, experiencing destruction and reconstruction every moment.
Because of this, people living in the border town are always struggling in dire straits and are often harassed by demons.
In such a place, human life is worthless, and the people in the border town are harvested one after another like wheat.
In a blink of an eye, five days passed.
The Zhao family did not come to cause trouble, but a more frightening existence than the Zhao family appeared—the demons were rushing towards the city.