The Queen travels through time and dominates the four realms

Chapter 312

Suddenly, the purple-clothed man saw Ren Xiaoyao hiding in the bushes nearby. So he quickly put away his whip and rushed towards the bushes.

Ren Xiaoyao saw the purple-clothed man rushing towards him, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips: "Now let's see where you can run!"

After saying this, Ren Xiaoyao flashed and disappeared instantly. When the purple-clothed man chased him, Ren Xiaoyao had already hidden in a stream. The purple-clothed man was furious and turned around to continue looking for Ren Xiaoyao. Before he finished speaking, the purple-clothed man suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, his eyes went black, and his body shook. He reached out and touched his forehead, but found that blood was constantly pouring out.

"No..." The purple-clothed man looked at the people around him in horror. He found that his whole body was limp and he couldn't even stand, let alone resist.

“I… I don’t know! Spare me, spare me!” begged the man in purple.

"Spare my life? I want to see how long you can spare my life!" Ren Xiaoyao said coldly.

"I was wrong... Please, spare my life!" The man in purple knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"No...no!" A group of people nearby spoke out to stop Ren Xiaoyao's actions.

Ren Xiaoyao raised his head and looked at everyone: "What are you doing? Don't you want me to avenge you?"

"Ren Xiaoyao, they are no match for you, please spare them!" said a young woman.

"You...you are not someone I know." Ren Xiaoyao glanced at her and said coldly.

The young woman's face showed a sad expression when she heard this, and she murmured, "Yes, you don't know me at all."

"If that's the case, why bother taking action?" Ren Xiaoyao said calmly. "What can you do to me?"

As soon as the words fell, a burst of sword light came overwhelming the sky. The purple-clothed man's face darkened, and he turned his wrist, and a soft sword instantly turned into a sky full of flying swords to fight.

For a moment, the sky was filled with sword lights, impenetrable and penetrating every hole. Ren Xiaoyao and his fellow apprentices could only dodge by nimbly moving their bodies.

The purple-clothed man was quite powerful, his sword was sharp, his moves were fierce and tricky, and it was hard to defend against him. Ren Xiaoyao and his fellow apprentices could only dodge with their physical skills, but they could not find a breakthrough point.

With a soft "puff" sound, one of the purple-robed man's apprentices was stabbed in the chest by a sword, spurting blood and shaking. The purple-robed man was horrified and quickly put away his sword to protect his apprentice.

Ren Xiaoyao and others also took advantage of the situation to escape and rushed towards the man in purple.

The purple-robed man was furious, and he brandished his sword to fight with the others, launching fierce sword moves. Several of the purple-robed man's disciples were injured.

Ren Xiaoyao's fellow junior brothers and sisters were fending off the opponent's fierce attack while looking for a breakthrough point, and they finally found it.

Ren Xiaoyao slapped the purple-clothed man on the chest, sending him flying. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of the purple-clothed man's mouth.

"Ren Xiaoyao, I will definitely kill you with my own hands!" The purple-clothed man stood firm and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Before the purple-clothed man finished speaking, he was slapped away by Ren Xiaoyao, and fell heavily on the bluestone slab outside the city, fainting from the fall.

Ren Xiaoyao saw the purple-clothed man being knocked unconscious by him, and a trace of bitterness appeared on his face. These days, he has been practicing and thinking at the same time, and he always feels that there is something strange about this matter. In the past year, none of his junior brothers and sisters have come back. Could it be that they really...

The more Ren Xiaoyao thought about it, the more uneasy he became. He wanted to find his junior brothers and sisters right away and ask them for clarification. However, his current strength was not enough to protect his junior brothers and sisters, and would instead hinder them.

Ren Xiaoyao pondered for a moment and finally decided to wait until his cultivation level broke through the innate realm before finding a way to rescue his fellow junior brothers and sisters.

Ren Xiaoyao gathered his thoughts and hurried back with his fellow apprentices. It was already late at night, and the number of people on the street gradually decreased. Ren Xiaoyao and his group walked in the night, unaware that danger was slowly approaching.

"Ren Xiaoyao, I will make you pay with blood!"

Just when Ren Xiaoyao and the others reached the fork in the road, a dark shadow suddenly appeared and blocked their way. The dark shadow stared at them with a pair of green eyes, which made people shudder.

Ren Xiaoyao's mind trembled, thinking that it was not good. They were the top 20 masters of the Heavenly Ranking, how could they be attacked in such a desolate and secluded place? Before he finished speaking, the purple-clothed man suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, as if a thousand-pound stone was pressing on him, and it was difficult to breathe. The purple-clothed man was terrified, and without saying anything, he hurriedly circulated his internal energy to expel all the turbid air in his body.

The purple-clothed man took a few breaths before he calmed down. The shock on his face had disappeared. He looked at Ren Xiaoyao with a more sinister look: "What kind of magic did you use?"

Ren Xiaoyao glanced at the purple-clothed man nonchalantly and said, "It's not a sorcery, it's just a little trick."

The purple-clothed man was even more shocked when he heard this: "What a trick! This is the first time I've seen this kind of Kung Fu!"

Ren Xiaoyao glanced at the purple-clothed man indifferently: "Now it's my turn to ask you, who are you? Why did you frame my junior brothers and sisters?"

The purple-clothed man snorted coldly, "Your junior brothers and sisters are all masters of the Heavenly Ranking. Why don't we hand over the crimes they committed to Tiandu Mountain for punishment? As disciples of Tiandu Mountain, we certainly have the right to punish them. We arrested them just to follow the rules of Tiandu Mountain. Isn't that right?"

"Hehe~~~ You bunch of despicable bastards, you even didn't let your own brother go..." Ren Xiaoyao smiled coldly. As he spoke, a powerful spiritual energy suddenly appeared from the purple-clothed man's body, instantly suppressing Ren Xiaoyao to the ground, making him unable to move at all.

"Who are you?" The man in purple stared at Ren Xiaoyao coldly.

Ren Xiaoyao sneered and said nothing. The purple-clothed man was furious and was about to torture him when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw an old man walking slowly towards him. The old man had a kind face and looked very ordinary. But when the purple-clothed man saw him, he immediately knelt down and said, "Greetings, Master."

The old man waved his hand and asked the purple-clothed man to stand up. Then, he looked at Ren Xiaoyao and asked, "Which family are you from? Why did you come to Tiandu City?"

Ren Xiaoyao was silent for a moment, then raised his head with a clear and firm gaze: "I am Ren Xiaoyao, the 20th on the Heavenly Ranking."

"It turns out to be Ren Xiaoyao, the twentieth on the Heavenly Ranking. Nice to meet you. Brother Ren, please forgive my rudeness." The old man smiled gently.

“You’re welcome.” Ren Xiaoyao said.

The old man continued, "Since Brother Ren and I are destined to meet, please follow me into the palace today."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the purple-robed man and others were stunned. They didn't expect that their ancestor would personally invite a young hero to the palace. Could this person be...

Ren Xiaoyao was stunned: "How much anger can you give me?

Ren Xiaoyao shook his arms, and the energy in his body was released. A strong spiritual pressure enveloped the whole place, and everyone's face changed drastically. This was the might of a martial arts master, definitely a top-notch expert.

"You...you actually reached the Grandmaster level?!" The purple-clothed man exclaimed, looking at Ren Xiaoyao in disbelief, "Impossible, how could you possibly cultivate to the Grandmaster level?"

"So what if you're a Grandmaster? It's easy for me to kill you." Ren Xiaoyao said calmly, "I don't care who sent you. Anyway, no one can save you today."

"Good, good, very good!" The purple-clothed man was shaking with anger, but he had to admire Ren Xiaoyao's strength and courage. "Ren Xiaoyao, I don't care how you practiced to the Grandmaster level, but you can't kill me. I am Zhang Wuji, the only son of Zhang Wuji, the leader of the Wudang Sect."

Ren Xiaoyao was even more shocked when he heard this. Zhang Wuji was actually Zhang Sanfeng's direct disciple.

Ren Xiaoyao hesitated for a moment and said, "Zhang Wuji, since you are the only son of the headmaster, your parents must have passed away."

Zhang Wuji nodded, "Yes, I don't have any brothers or sisters, and my parents died early."

Ren Xiaoyao smiled slightly, "Zhang Wuji, I know your origins. When your parents were alive, they were the founders of the World Martial Arts Association. How capable are you!" As soon as the words fell, the purple-clothed man shook his wrist, and a silver soft sword flew out of its sheath.

Ren Xiaoyao saw that the situation was not good, and quickly withdrew. The purple-clothed man saw that his first move failed, and launched another attack. The soft sword circled in the air like a poisonous snake, and Ren Xiaoyao was in danger and in a very embarrassing situation.

While dealing with the opponent's attack, Ren Xiaoyao secretly gathered his internal energy and prepared to attack with all his strength. Suddenly, he heard a loud shout from a distance: "Stop!"

Ren Xiaoyao looked in the direction of the voice and found that the person coming was Baimei Heying. Baimei Heying was holding a green bamboo pole and stepping on auspicious clouds. He had an extraordinary demeanor and was worthy of being the leader of the martial arts world!

Ren Xiaoyao felt a little relieved when he saw Baimei Heying coming. Although Baimei Heying was an old fox, he was a man of the world after all, and he didn't care about the title of leader of the martial arts world, so he would not act rashly.

Seeing that Ren Xiaoyao was not in danger, the White-Eyebrowed Crane Shadow put away the bamboo pole and said to the man in purple, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"I am Hong An, the leader of the martial arts world." said the man in purple arrogantly.

"Oh? It's Hong An!" Baimei Heying said calmly, without a trace of emotion, as if Hong An was not worth mentioning at all in his eyes.

"Since you know my name, you should know what you are capable of!"

Ren Xiaoyao saw that the other party didn't listen to his words at all, and he hated him in his heart. This Hong An was really despicable and shameless, he would never forgive him!

Ren Xiaoyao stopped talking nonsense and used his Qinggong skills to disappear in an instant. The purple-clothed man and others were shocked and hurried to chase him. However, Ren Xiaoyao's Qinggong skills were outstanding and he disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. How could they catch up?

Ren Xiaoyao flew in the air, constantly searching for his target. Soon, he found a huge city where many warriors gathered. This place was a big city in Tiandu City. Here were the markets and shops where warriors gathered.

Ren Xiaoyao came to a bush outside the city, found the right spot, and landed on the ground. Then he quietly sneaked into the city to look for the target he was looking for.

Soon, Ren Xiaoyao found what he was looking for, a luxurious villa. Ren Xiaoyao quietly approached the villa, but he didn't expect that the other party was actually a master. Although his Qinggong was good, he couldn't withstand the other party's fierce palm wind.

Ren Xiaoyao was careless and was hit in the chest by the opponent, causing him to spit out blood.

The other party was overjoyed when he saw this. At this moment, Ren Xiaoyao suddenly burst out with all his potential, rushed to the other party, punched him in the stomach, and knocked him out.

Ren Xiaoyao succeeded in his attack and quickly turned around to flee. As soon as he finished speaking, he drew the sword from his waist and pointed it directly at Ren Xiaoyao.

Ren Xiaoyao was no match for his opponent and was soon captured. Ren Xiaoyao's limbs were tied up and thrown into a prison van, which was covered with black cloth to block light, so it was unknown what was going on inside.

The purple-clothed man ordered his men to take the prisoner van to the torture hall. Ren Xiaoyao was shocked when he heard this and struggled with all his might. The prisoner van soon arrived outside the torture hall. After the prisoner van stopped, someone immediately came over and opened the black cloth covering Ren Xiaoyao's eyes.

Ren Xiaoyao was stunned when he saw the magnificent palace in front of him.

The purple-clothed man walked to the prison van and looked down at Ren Xiaoyao inside: "Ren Xiaoyao, let me ask you, did you kill Baimei Heying?"

Ren Xiaoyao shook his head: "No."

"Oh?" The purple-clothed man looked suspicious. "Since it wasn't you who killed Baimei Heying, why didn't you say it was your senior brothers and sisters who did it?"

Ren Xiaoyao said: "You are wrong, I don't have a master."

The purple-clothed man was delighted when he heard this: "No master?" He hesitated for a moment and continued to ask: "Then where are your brothers and sisters?"