You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

Chapter 429: Become a Disciple (1)

"Li Hui! You! How could you be a Jinyiwei?"

The hall master who introduced the Li family to join the Tiandihui five years ago stood up suddenly, glaring at Li Hui in front of him with disbelief, veins bulging on his forehead as if they would burst at any time.

"Your Li family has more than three thousand members... How, how is this possible?" He widened his eyes and let out a dry roar from his throat, his body trembling slightly with extreme shock and anger.

However, Li Hui just smiled faintly and said lightly: "Oh, of course they are also Jinyiwei."

This sentence was like a thunderclap, exploding in the originally noisy room, leaving everyone speechless with shock.

In an instant, the room became silent and you could hear a pin drop.

At this moment, those people kneeling on the ground came back to their senses as if awakened from a dream, and they finally understood how deep this terrible conspiracy was.

It turned out that the hall that Li Hui belonged to was the Supply Hall, which was responsible for the material supply and management of the entire Tiandihui.

This position is crucial and can be said to be the core hub for the operation of the entire organization.

Since he is in charge of the supply of materials, whether it is the transfer of personnel, the implementation of action plans or the conduct of daily affairs, he needs to go to the baggage hall to collect the corresponding materials.

In this way, any decision and action involving the Tiandihui would be difficult to escape Li Hui's eyes and ears.

What is even more frightening is that now the truth is out, not only Wuji, but even Li Hui is actually a member of the Jinyiwei!

From the Mahayana period worshippers to the low-level Tiandihui disciples, I'm afraid they have all been infiltrated by the Jinyiwei.

In other words, the seemingly powerful Tiandihui had actually already been under the control of Northern Xinjiang!

"That...that second leader, he..."

Li Hui took a step forward with a solemn expression, and the long knife in his hand instantly pressed against the opponent's neck. His expression seemed a little distorted. "Qi Xing has of course completely severed ties with Northern Xinjiang a long time ago. He himself has made this point very clear, isn't it?"

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room was extremely tense, as if a taut string would break at any time.

Li Hui took a deep breath and continued, "Speaking of which, right now your only chance of survival depends on him. As long as he is willing to give in, I think Mr. Liu will definitely let you go for his sake..."

However, before Li Hui finished his words, a chilling cold light suddenly flashed from the opponent's neck. In an instant, blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing on Li Hui's face.

Li Hui was not disgusted by the blood splattering on him. Instead, he was a little excited. He raised his head and laughed loudly. His laughter was full of ridicule and pride: "Hahahaha, what a pity that you idiots don't know what's good for you and forcibly pushed him away. Who can I blame for this?"

At this moment, a majestic voice suddenly sounded: "Li Hui."

Hearing this voice, Li Hui trembled all over, quickly put away his smile, and responded respectfully: "Your subordinate is here!"

Liu Yuntian, who was standing at the door, looked at Li Hui coldly with a gloomy face and said slowly: "You talk too much... Let's get down to business."

After saying that, Liu Yuntian turned around and walked out of the room.

Almost at the same time, a group of Jinyiwei rushed into the house like a tide, passed by Liu Yuntian and entered. In the blink of an eye, the originally spacious room was filled to the brim, leaving no room for movement.

Li Hui was shocked when he saw this. His face turned pale in an instant. He lowered his head and clasped his fists in response, "Yes! I admit my guilt!"

In the blink of an eye, there were bursts of fierce fighting sounds in the house.

Liu Yuntian and Wuji walked out of the mansion side by side.

Along the way, Wuji noticed that Liu Yuntian seemed to have no interest in the fierce battle taking place in the house, and had no intention of stopping to monitor the development of the battle. A trace of doubt arose in his heart.

He couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to wait for the final result? There are several people in the Void Refinement Stage among them!"

However, Liu Yuntian continued to walk forward without looking back, and replied calmly: "No need to wait, two fists cannot defeat six feet. In such a small space, they simply cannot exert their full strength."

As he spoke, Liu Yuntian quickened his pace and walked to the front. "The Jinyiwei are best at fighting in narrow spaces like this, especially in scenes like street fighting. For them, this kind of terrain is like a fish in water."

Hearing this, Wuji nodded thoughtfully, but then raised a new question: "What if they break into the house and escape?"

Before he could finish his words, Wuji's eyes were attracted by the scene in front of him. He saw that the entire mansion was already filled with fully armed national defense soldiers inside and outside. There was even a powerful crossbow set up among three people. Not only were there soldiers on the ground ready for battle, but there were also heavy national defense cavalry riding magic wolves circling in the sky, blocking the house like an iron barrel.

Seeing this scene, Wuji was stunned at first, then he laughed as if he had suddenly realized something, and said to Liu Yuntian: "Haha, I forgot... your best tactic is actually encirclement and group fighting!"

Liu Yuntian smiled slightly and responded, "That's right. As the saying goes, there is strength in numbers. Those stories where one person can resist millions of troops are just exaggerated descriptions in the storybooks."

Liu Yuntian stepped onto the Black Qilin and said, "When your sword is blunted, your physical and spiritual strength are all used up, and even the corpses under your feet have already piled up into a mountain..."

"Look up and find countless figures rushing towards you... then you will know what despair is."

"Mr. Liu!"

At this moment, a shout was heard and Liu Yi drove the origami phoenix to catch up.

In the blink of an eye, it had flown close, tapped its foot lightly, and leaped lightly onto the ground.

He walked forward quickly, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure standing beside him.

After taking a closer look, he was shocked and hurriedly bowed and said, "Junior Liu Yi, I pay my respects to the Wuji Saint Lord!"

The words were full of respect and humility.

When the Wuji Holy Lord saw this scene, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he turned to look at Liu Yuntian beside him.

"He's very polite and has a talent for swordsmanship. He's a good kid, right?" Liu Yuntian said.

The Wuji Holy Lord nodded slightly to show his agreement, and then looked Liu Yi up and down.

After a moment, he slowly said, "Well, judging from his temperament and demeanor, he does have a talent for swordsmanship."

"You two will work together in the future. If possible, you might as well pass on your sword-fighting inheritance to him. I believe he will not let you down." After saying that, Liu Yuntian set his gaze on Wuji, his eyes revealing a bit of expectation.