52: A pair of eyes behind

After hearing this, Chen Anan sneered.

Actually, for her, she didn't really care about this situation.

"My mission is to stop you from participating in the Immortal Sect Tournament!" Chen Anan said coldly.

"So, you and those people in the teahouse are all in the same group?" Li Changfeng's lips curled up.

"But you're underestimating us!"

"You alone trying to stop us is a bit unrealistic!"

What exactly is Pingliang Mulan Prefecture afraid of?

In terms of strength!

The Divine Sword Sect is simply no match for Pingliang Mulan Prefecture.

However, Mulan Manor is so wary!

"To tell you the truth, Chen Anan and your disciples have all been taken by me." Chen Anan held her head high.

"If you want them to live."

"Then leave this place quickly and return to the Divine Sword Sect."

"As long as the Divine Sword Sect disciples don't leave the mountain, I can guarantee to send them all back."

Chen Anan had the upper hand.

But this situation was unfavorable for Li Changfeng.

"Where is Chen Anan?" A cold glint burst forth from Li Changfeng's eyes.

"I said, as long as you return to the Divine Sword Sect, I can guarantee her safety." Chen Anan said slowly.

Li Changfeng raised his hand and gently waved it.

There was a loud boom.

Chen Anan fell heavily to the ground, blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.

"Threatening me?" Li Changfeng's face was grim.

"Wait! If you kill me, Chen Anan won't survive, and neither will those Divine Sword Sect disciples!" A cold glint burst forth from Chen Anan's eyes.

These words precisely enraged Li Changfeng.

It was one thing to act against him, but to harm the Divine Sword Sect disciples as well?

This was truly damnable!

"Qingyue, go check where Zhang Qing and Nie Mingjue are?" Li Changfeng was startled.

Something was wrong with this matter.

This Chen Anan looked as if victory was already in her grasp.

It seemed she had a handle on Li Changfeng!

Just now, Zhang Qing and Nie Mingjue were still here, but in the blink of an eye, both of them had disappeared!

Where did they go!

"Yes, Master, I'll go check right away." Nan Qingyue clasped her hands, bowed, and immediately left.

"Don't bother, they've already fallen into the hands of Mulan Manor." Chen Anan's lips curled.

"Do you really think that Mulan Manor only sent these few useless people this time?"

"You're thinking too naively!"

Chen Anan's foot hooked, and she seemed to have a plan long ago.

Li Changfeng was not verbose either.

Suddenly, Li Changfeng appeared in front of Chen Anan, reaching out and directly gripping her neck.

"Will you speak or not?" Li Changfeng said faintly.

"I won't tell you anything!" Chen Anan said with a grim face.

At this moment.

Chen Anan was already prepared to die.

Perhaps for her.

Protecting Mulan Manor's secret was what she should do.

"Alright, then don't blame me!" Li Changfeng suddenly exerted force.

Veins popped on his arm.

Then, Li Changfeng threw Chen Anan heavily to the ground like trash.

There was a loud bang.

Chen Anan fell to the ground, her body disappearing and turning into a cloud of black mist.

"Where's the person!" Nan Qingyue's pupils contracted.

"It's not Chen Anan, she must have been swapped out by someone from Mulan Manor." Li Changfeng recalled.

"But how did Mulan Manor do it?"

"Just now, when we were in the teahouse, there was no one from Mulan Manor!"

A flash of lightning streaked through Li Changfeng's mind.

There were still some assassins in the teahouse just now.

Could it be when the assassins were attacking?

"Oh no! Chen Anan is in danger!" Li Changfeng felt a bad premonition.

Mulan Manor wouldn't directly do such a thing.

Behind this matter, there must be other hidden circumstances.

"Qingyue, where are Zhang Qing and the others?" Li Changfeng asked again.

"I don't know, they're gone, even the carriage is gone!" Nan Qingyue frowned deeply.

Zhang Qing and Nie Mingjue.

Two living people couldn't just disappear suddenly.

They must have gone somewhere!

"Qingyue, you take care of Situ Jiu, I'll go check first!" Li Changfeng turned to leave.

But at this moment.

Nan Qingyue reached out and grabbed Li Changfeng.

"Master, don't go!" Nan Qingyue pleaded.

"What's wrong?" Li Changfeng turned his head.

Nan Qingyue gasped, "I feel that Mulan Manor's target is the Divine Sword Sect disciples. If you leave."

"Situ Jiu and I might be in trouble!"

Since the people from Mulan Manor appeared in the teahouse.

Then everything they did seemed to be for the Divine Sword Sect disciples.

They didn't target Li Changfeng.

"Alright! Qingyue, get ready, we'll go to Yizhou first." Li Changfeng's eyes lit up.

Situ Jiu was poisoned; if they delayed any longer.

He might lose his life.

They still needed to treat him quickly!

"Yes, Master." Nan Qingyue immediately moved.

Li Changfeng pulled Situ Jiu up.

Nan Qingyue led two fine horses from beside the teahouse.

"Master, there are two fine horses here, let's go quickly?" As Nan Qingyue said this.

She had already led the horses over.

Li Changfeng nodded, first placing Situ Jiu on horseback.

"Qingyue, let's go to Yizhou!" Li Changfeng looked up, gazing at the city not far away.

"Yizhou will be here soon."

"Situ Jiu is injured, he must be treated well, otherwise he won't live long!"

Li Changfeng's eyes lit up, and he gripped the reins tightly.

He hoped all this would end quickly.

Did they really have to go to the Immortal Sect Tournament?

"Yes, Master." Nan Qingyue was obedient; she didn't delay and quickly came forward to sit on the horse.

"Giddy up!" Nan Qingyue waved the reins in her hand.

The fine horse neighed.

Then it galloped away.

Li Changfeng then regained his senses and immediately followed.

Outside the teahouse.

Behind the hill, pairs of eyes were watching this scene.

A cold glint burst forth from the eyes of the black-robed Leader, who was filled with murderous aura!

"Leader, they've gone to Yizhou." A subordinate reminded him.

"I can see that." The Black-robed Man said grimly, his voice faint.

"What about us? What should we do?" The subordinate asked again.

The Black-robed Man remained silent, standing quietly in place.

But his bright eyes were fixed on Li Changfeng.

Must they go on this journey?

The Divine Sword Sect might be finished!

"Follow them, but don't make a move! Report any movement immediately!" The Black-robed Man said coldly.

As soon as these words were uttered.

The subordinate immediately clasped his hands, and the group showed great respect.

They performed the proper etiquette before leaving.

"Divine Sword Sect, without Wei Donghai, is truly not amounting to much!" The Black-robed Man sighed.

If there was an opportunity.

The Black-robed Man wanted to stop the Divine Sword Sect disciples here.

It was just the Immortal Sect Tournament, even if the Divine Sword Sect disciples participated, what could they do?

The top spot belonged to Pingliang Mulan Prefecture!