Chapter 64 Ambush

"Run!"

"The Mashan ferry is ahead."

"The Liuyang River Market is still safe for now. There are foundation-building masters in charge, and there are second-level magic arrays for protection. Once we get there, we will be safe!"

The next day, the Xuanyang Sect members who escaped from many places gradually gathered at the Majiang ferry.

As Li An had calculated, under the disaster of the destruction of the Xuanyang Sect, perhaps some of the escapees could be smarter and find their own way out and go to other places, but most people were used to staying in the sect. When the sect was destroyed, they huddled together for warmth and safety, and with the inertia of thinking, they all came to the Liuyang River Market.

"Where's the boat! Come here quickly..."

"Boatman, come here quickly, we want to go to the market!"

But what made the Xuanyang Sect people anxious was that all the ships that were originally docked at the ferry were actually sailed to the middle of the river today, hundreds of meters away from the shore.

The Liuyang River Market was built on the Liuyang River, and the entrance and exit of the market were the river, so they could only take a boat.

Besides, this place is too far from the main sect of Xuanyang Sect. In order to protect the safety of the market and prevent the bad guys from sneaking into the market from the bottom of the water, Xuanyang Sect has set up many obstacles and killing moves in the river section near the market.

Not to mention that the water in Liuyang River is turbulent, there are many terrible spiritual whirlpools, and there are many ferocious spiritual beasts. Only the spiritual boats engraved with special runes can pass safely.

In this way, the market of Liuyang River can be as solid as a rock.

But those boats in the middle of the river are motionless!

"Husband, what should we do?!"

In the crowd, a beautiful woman with injuries on her body also spoke anxiously at this moment.

She held a sword in one hand and was already injured. Behind her, a young girl followed her closely with fear on her face, and next to her, was a man who looked quite old!

This family of three was Mu Qingwan, Chen Cheng, and their daughter, Chen Qingling.

"The pursuers from the Demon Cult will come soon..."

Chen Cheng's face was also filled with worry and anxiety: "If there is no boat, we can't enter the Liuyang River Market, and we can only run to other places."

No way to stay!

But at this moment, a boat in the middle of the river slowly approached the shore, and many people who were preparing to evacuate rushed forward.

"The ferry fare is 20 spirit stones per person, come on board if you are willing."

The boatman on the boat spoke.

On weekdays, it only takes two spirit stones at most, but now these boatmen are raising the price.

There are already nearly a hundred Xuanyang Sect deserters at the ferry, and the number of people is still increasing, so when everyone heard this, they didn't care about the 20 spirit stones at all, and they all rushed to get on the boat.

A small boat can only seat five or six people. After a lot of pushing and shoving, Mu Qingwan's family couldn't get on the boat at all. Seeing the boat heading upstream, they were filled with resentment.

But seeing that the ferry had hope, those who were originally preparing to leave and flee to other places all stopped and looked at the center of the river. Some people begged loudly, and some promised a large sum of money. After the first boat was sent out, the second boat finally came slowly.

The boatman bargained again and directly raised the price of spirit stones to 40 spirit stones.

Moreover, this time everyone fought more fiercely, and even fought to get on the boat.

The progress was very slow, and only a small boat came to the shore from time to time.

And there were more and more people on the shore, more than a hundred people already!

"Why are you still here? The demon cultivators are chasing us, run!"

At this moment, several cultivators who were running for their lives rushed here and were shocked when they saw the situation in front of them.

"What? The demon cultivators are coming?"

"It's over... Boatman, come quickly, one hundred spirit stones, I'll give you one hundred spirit stones!"

"Help! You damn boatmen, you are taking human lives lightly!"

The people at the ferry were completely panicked. The boats parked in the middle of the river seemed to be moved by the people's anxious pleas, and they all quickly sailed towards the shore.

"Great!"

"Hurry up!"

Everyone was very excited.

Among the crowd, Mu Qingwan frowned, "Husband, I feel something is wrong..."

Chen Cheng also secretly held a treasure, "The spirit boat was hit and can't fly far... If there is a problem, you and Qingling run first!"

"No, let's go together!" Mu Qingwan held Chen Cheng's hand tightly.

"Dad, Mom, we have to go together..." Chen Qingling also pleaded with tears in her eyes.

At this moment, many boats have already docked.

"Great..."

The Xuanyang Sect disciple at the front hurriedly boarded the boat.

But just after boarding the boat, a disciple suddenly let out a shrill cry-

The boatman actually crushed the disciple's throat!

A faint black demonic aura emanated from the boatman. The other boatmen also took action instantly. The first Xuanyang Sect disciple who boarded the boat was caught off guard and was hacked to death instantly!

"No... Demon Cultivator?!"

"It's a trap, it's a trap, run--"

"Foundation Building Demon Cultivator, there is a Foundation Building Demon Cultivator here!"

The crowd was in chaos instantly!

Everyone was running away madly, pissing and shitting.

But, at this moment--

Boom!

Suddenly, a large formation broke out, and under the sweep of the formation's energy, all these disciples vomited blood instantly, fell to the ground one after another, unable to hold on.

"We are trapped to death..."

"It's over, it's completely over!"

There were wails and screams.

"Leave the women to be the furnace, and kill all the men--"

And the leading "boatman" had already spoken in a cold voice. The dozen boatmen he brought with him immediately rushed towards the hundreds of Xuanyang Sect disciples. Although these Xuanyang Sect disciples were not directly killed by the formation, they were all seriously injured. Seeing this, they were all horrified and picked up their weapons to resist. However, they were no match for these demon cultivators who were waiting for the opportunity. They screamed incessantly! "Go quickly!" But at this moment, Chen Cheng suddenly roared in the crowd. He stood up suddenly, his eyes red, and cast two spiritual talismans. A second-level explosion talisman blasted towards the foundation-building demon cultivator. A second-level forbidden-breaking talisman actually tore a corner of the formation! "Dad" Chen Qingling had tears in her eyes, but she was already held tightly by Mu Qingwan. Mu Qingwan sacrificed a spiritual boat, activated it instantly, and flew away quickly. Seeing this, the others also followed and escaped from the formation. Bang! The second-level explosion talisman exploded, and four or five Qi Refining Stage Demon Cultivators were directly destroyed. The Foundation Establishment Stage Demon Cultivator's face changed, and he instantly activated a magic weapon to resist its power.

"Kill, don't spare a single one!"

The Foundation Establishment Stage Demon Cultivator roared after blocking the explosion talisman!

He didn't expect that among these deserters, there was actually a "big fish" who could produce two second-level talismans.

There were screams at the scene, and the enraged demon cultivators raised their knives and launched a bloody massacre!

During this process, some demon cultivators who were responsible for driving away the demons from the periphery also arrived at the scene and participated in the encirclement and massacre.

Half an hour later.

The ferry was already dyed red!

The corpses were lying everywhere, and the demon cultivators were checking the corpses.

"Commander, we're rich! The various things on these cultivators are worth 20,000 to 30,000 spirit stones..."

The foundation-building demon cultivator nodded, "Give half to the brothers, and I'll take the other half to Master."

Immediately, the foundation-building demon cultivator took a pile of storage bags and said, "Take your people to clean up this place, and continue to wait and wait, maybe there will be gains... I'll go back first."

After explaining the next things, the foundation-building demon cultivator left immediately.

After he left, a group of demon cultivators at the scene got busy, destroying the corpses and cleaning up the traces of the battle. They were busy until the evening, and then everyone finally relaxed.

"We're rich, each of our thirteen brothers can get more than a thousand spirit stones!"

"It's a pity, it's all because of this bastard, who tore a corner of the formation, otherwise we could at least get a furnace tripod each!"

"I'll teach him a lesson later... Let's divide the things first!"

A group of demon cultivators gathered at the ferry and happily divided the profits.

But, at this moment——

Boom!

The surrounding space suddenly shook, and the power of the formation burst out instantly.

"What the hell?!"

The faces of the dozen or so demon cultivators changed drastically, and they were all shocked to the extreme.

There is a formation around here? !

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