I walk sideways in the game world

Chapter 179: Breaking the deadlock and seeking opportunities, moving forward on a dangerous road

"Stop!" Taoist Xuanfeng shouted and flew in front of the leader of Qingcheng. He waved the whisk in his hand, and an invisible force of energy pushed Ren Xiaoyao back several steps.

"Ren Xiaoyao, don't go too far!" Taoist Xuanfeng had a gloomy face and a gleam in his eyes.

Ren Xiaoyao sneered, flipped his wrist, and threw the Qingcheng Sect Leader aside. He sneered, "You're going too far? Who set up this ambush, trying to kill me? If I hadn't been lucky, I would have died today!"

"Hmph, this demon from the Demon Cult must be killed by everyone!" Nun Emei snorted coldly, shaking the long sword in her hand, and attacked Ren Xiaoyao again. Other masters from various sects also attacked, and for a moment, the air was filled with the flash of swords and the shadow of murderous intent.

Ren Xiaoyao knew he couldn't just sit there and wait for death. While fending off the attacks from the masters of various sects, he carefully observed the surrounding environment. He saw that the top of the mountain was steep, with only a narrow mountain road leading to the top, and the other directions were all cliffs, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack.

"Brother Xiaoyao, be careful!" Xia Lin anxiously warned from the side. Although she was not very skilled in martial arts, she could see that Ren Xiaoyao was in a very dangerous situation.

Nun Emei commanded her disciples to change their formations, trying to further reduce Ren Xiaoyao's space. The Emei sword formation was unpredictable, with both offensive and defensive capabilities, and for a time, it forced Ren Xiaoyao into danger.

"Haha, Ren Xiaoyao, you've finally met your end!" The Poison King smirked at his misfortune. He was poisoned and unable to fight personally, but seeing Ren Xiaoyao struggling, he felt incredibly happy.

Ren Xiaoyao snorted coldly, his figure moving like a ghost through the crowd, skillfully using the narrow space to dodge attacks. He knew that if he continued like this, he would sooner or later be exhausted by these masters and end up with his head and body separated.

He must find a breakthrough as soon as possible!

"Brother Xiaoyao, look over there!" Xia Lin suddenly exclaimed, pointing in the direction of the mountain road.

Ren Xiaoyao followed Xia Lin's gaze and saw a figure faintly visible behind a huge rock beside the mountain road.

The man was wearing a green robe and a conical hat. His face could not be seen clearly, but judging from his figure, he should be a man.

The leader of Qingcheng!

Ren Xiaoyao's mind stirred, and a bold idea came to his mind. He deliberately exposed a flaw and retreated in the direction of the Qingcheng Sect Leader.

"Want to escape? Not that easy!" Seeing this, the leader of Qingcheng Sect thought that Ren Xiaoyao was exhausted. He was overjoyed and quickly ordered his disciples to chase after him.

"Brother Xiaoyao, be careful!" Seeing this, Xia Lin suddenly felt an ominous premonition in her heart.

Ren Xiaoyao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sly smile. He suddenly quickened his pace and rushed towards the direction of the Qingcheng Sect Leader.

Seeing this, the leader of Qingcheng sneered, shook the sword in his hand, and a sharp sword light pierced Ren Xiaoyao's chest.

Just as the sword light was about to pierce Ren Xiaoyao, suddenly, Ren Xiaoyao's body twisted strangely, and he actually passed through the sword light and appeared behind the leader of Qingcheng.

"What?!" The leader of Qingcheng was shocked. Before he could react, Ren Xiaoyao had already slapped him on the back.

"Puff!" The leader of Qingcheng Sect spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Master!" Upon seeing this, the disciples of Qingcheng Sect immediately became confused.

Ren Xiaoyao ignored them and turned around and ran towards the mountain road.

"Chase!" Upon seeing this, Nun Emei quickly ordered a pursuit.

Ren Xiaoyao ran all the way and soon arrived at the mountain road. He jumped onto the boulder and stared coldly at the figure standing behind it.

"You...what do you want to do?" The figure's voice trembled a little, and he was obviously frightened by Ren Xiaoyao's actions.

Ren Xiaoyao sneered, approached him step by step, and said coldly: "I should have known long ago that you were behind all this!"

That figure was none other than...

That figure was none other than the sword maniac!

"You're talking nonsense!" The sword maniac's face changed, and he denied it with his neck stiff, "Why would I associate with them?"

Ren Xiaoyao sneered, "At this point, you still want to quibble? If you hadn't secretly tipped off the old thief from Qingcheng, how could he have set up the ambush so accurately?"

The sword maniac's eyes flickered, not daring to look Ren Xiaoyao in the eye. He stammered, "I... I..."

Ren Xiaoyao was too lazy to waste time talking to him. He grabbed Jian Chi's collar, dragged him out from behind the boulder, and asked coldly, "Tell me, where did you hide Xia Lin?"

"I don't know what you are talking about!" Sword Maniac denied it flatly.

"You are so stubborn!" A cold light flashed in Ren Xiaoyao's eyes, and the strength of his hands increased a little. The sword maniac suddenly felt difficulty breathing and his face turned red.

"Brother Xiaoyao, don't!" Xia Lin's voice suddenly came from a distance.

Ren Xiaoyao was shocked and turned around quickly, only to see Xia Lin being held hostage by the leader of Qingcheng Sect, standing in the middle of the mountain road.

"Haha, Ren Xiaoyao, you've finally met your end!" The head of the Qingcheng Sect laughed triumphantly. "If you know what's good for you, surrender yourself. Otherwise, I'll kill her!"

Ren Xiaoyao was extremely anxious. He stared at the leader of Qingcheng vigilantly while thinking about countermeasures.

"Brother Xiaoyao, don't worry about me, just go away!" Xia Lin shouted with tears streaming down her face.

"Want to leave? Not that easy!" The head of Qingcheng sneered. He shook his wrist, a cold light flashed, and a blood mark suddenly appeared on Xia Lin's neck.

"Stop!" Ren Xiaoyao roared with his eyes bloodshot.

"You want me to stop? Sure!" The Qingcheng Sect Leader pointed to an open space beside the mountain road and said, "See that pit? Jump in and I'll let her go!"

Ren Xiaoyao looked in the direction that the Qingcheng Sect Leader pointed, and saw that there was indeed a bottomless pit in the open space. The entrance of the pit was covered by dense weeds, and it would not be visible at all without careful observation.

This is a trap!

Ren Xiaoyao's heart sank. He knew that the leader of Qingcheng was forcing him to fall into a trap.

"What? You don't dare?" Seeing Ren Xiaoyao's hesitation, the head of Qingcheng Sect sneered, "Don't you care about her very much? Don't you care about your own life?"

"Brother Xiaoyao, don't!" Xia Lin cried and struggled desperately, but she was firmly held by the leader of Qingcheng Sect and could not move at all.

Ren Xiaoyao took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He knew that he couldn't act impulsively, otherwise he would die in vain and would also implicate Xia Lin.

"Okay, I promise you!" Ren Xiaoyao pretended to compromise and slowly walked towards the trap.

"Hahaha, you're sensible!" Seeing this, the leader of Qingcheng laughed triumphantly.

Ren Xiaoyao walked to the edge of the trap and suddenly stopped. He turned around to look at the leader of Qingcheng with a sly smile on his face.

"What do you want to do?" The leader of Qingcheng suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

Ren Xiaoyao didn't say anything. He turned around suddenly and slapped the sword maniac behind him.

The sword maniac was caught off guard and was hit in the chest by Ren Xiaoyao's palm. He screamed and fell backwards uncontrollably, falling directly into the trap.

"Ah!" A shrill scream from the sword maniac came from the trap.

"You!" The head of Qingcheng Sect's eyes suddenly burst into tears and he roared, "How dare you play tricks on me!"

Ren Xiaoyao ignored the roar of the Qingcheng Sect Leader. He flashed and rushed towards Xia Lin.

"Want to save people? Dream on!" The Poison King suddenly appeared in front of Ren Xiaoyao. He waved his hands and an even thicker poisonous mist attacked Ren Xiaoyao.

Ren Xiaoyao suddenly felt dizzy and had difficulty breathing. He knew that he had inhaled a large amount of poisonous gas and his body was gradually failing.

"Brother Xiaoyao!" Xia Lin was extremely anxious when she saw this, but she was controlled by the leader of Qingcheng Sect and could not get close to Ren Xiaoyao at all.

"Haha, Ren Xiaoyao, your death has come!" The Poison King laughed wildly and increased the toxicity of the poisonous fog again.

Ren Xiaoyao felt his vision blur and his consciousness gradually fell into darkness.

At this moment, a figure descended from the sky and slapped the Poison King with one palm...

"You bold demon, stop being so arrogant!"

A white shadow streaked across the sky like lightning, and with an angry roar, Taoist Xuanfeng descended from the sky, repelled the Poison King with one palm, and pulled Ren Xiaoyao, who was about to fall into a coma, behind him.

"Master!" When Xia Lin saw the person coming, she shouted excitedly as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw.

Taoist Xuanfeng didn't have time to respond. He stuffed a pill into Ren Xiaoyao's mouth, then turned to face the approaching Poison King and the Qingcheng Sect Leader and others, and said in a deep voice: "You evil demons dare to do evil here. Today, I will enforce justice on behalf of heaven!"

"Hmph, you're the only one who can do that?" The Poison King sneered, "You don't know your own limitations!"

"There is no point in talking too much, let's see the real result with our hands!" Taoist Xuanfeng stopped talking nonsense, he formed seals with his hands, and golden runes flew out from his hands, smashing towards the Poison King, the head of Qingcheng and others like a meteor shower.

"A mere trifle!" The Poison King snorted disdainfully. He waved his sleeves and a thick poisonous mist gushed out, swallowing up all the golden runes.

"Tai Chi sword technique!" Taoist Xuanfeng saw this, his expression remained unchanged. He drew out the long sword behind him, and the sword light flashed like a silver snake dancing wildly, cutting away all the poisonous fog.

For a moment, the field was filled with sword energy and poisonous fog. Taoist Xuanfeng fought alone against three people, fighting with the Poison King, the leader of Qingcheng, and the Emei nun.

After Ren Xiaoyao took the pill, he felt that the poison in his body was slightly relieved and his mind became a little clearer. However, his internal energy was greatly depleted at this time and he was seriously injured. He could only stand with difficulty and watched Taoist Xuanfeng fighting fiercely with the three masters.

"Brother Xiaoyao, how are you?" Xia Lin asked anxiously when she saw Ren Xiaoyao waking up.

"I'm fine." Ren Xiaoyao shook his head. He endured the severe pain in his body and swept his eyes across the field, finally landing on the entrance of the cave not far away, where the secret treasure was.

"Is all this just for..."

Ren Xiaoyao suddenly thought of something. He forced himself to hold on and carefully observed the environment around the cave entrance and the positions of masters from various sects, trying to find some clues.

"Mechanism, formation..."

A flash of inspiration came to Ren Xiaoyao's mind, and he discovered that the seemingly disorganized trees and rocks around the cave entrance, as well as the positions of masters from various sects, seemed to contain some kind of pattern, and this pattern might be the key to unlocking the secret treasure!

"So that's how it is, I understand..." A smile appeared on Ren Xiaoyao's lips. He finally found the key to breaking the deadlock.

"Brother Xiaoyao, what are you talking about?" Xia Lin asked in confusion.

Ren Xiaoyao didn't answer. He took a deep breath, endured the severe pain in his body, and looked firmly towards the cave entrance...

Ren Xiaoyao took a deep breath, forcing himself to endure the sharp pain, and slowly stood up, holding onto a tree beside him. He didn't look at anyone, but instead stared straight at a huge rock to the right of the cave entrance. That was the key to the formation he had discovered.

"Brother Xiaoyao, what are you going to do?" Xia Lin noticed Ren Xiaoyao's intention and felt uneasy. She wanted to stop him, but she was powerless.

"Stop him!" The Qingcheng Sect Leader was the first to react. With a roar, he pounced on Ren Xiaoyao like a cheetah. The other masters also reacted, each unleashing their unique skills and attacking Ren Xiaoyao.

Taoist Xuanfeng was anxious upon seeing this, but he was also unable to spare any time. He was entangled by the Poison King and the Emei Nun, and was unable to escape to protect Ren Xiaoyao.

Ren Xiaoyao sneered. He had expected these people to be reluctant to let him get close to his target, but he had already made preparations. His steps were strange, and he moved through the crowd like a ghost, dodging all the attacks from the Qingcheng Sect Leader.

"How is this possible?!" The face of the Qingcheng Sect Leader changed drastically. He didn't expect that the seriously injured Ren Xiaoyao could still dodge his attack.

Ren Xiaoyao ignored the Qingcheng Sect Leader's shock and continued to move closer to the boulder. Seeing this, Nun Emei's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and the long sword in her hand turned into a cold light, piercing Ren Xiaoyao's back.

"Brother Xiaoyao, be careful!" Xia Lin exclaimed, wanting to warn Ren Xiaoyao, but it was too late.

At the critical moment, Ren Xiaoyao seemed to have eyes on his back, and his body moved sideways half an inch incredibly, barely avoiding the fatal blow from Master Emei.

"This kid is so evil!" Nun Emei cursed in her heart and swung her sword to attack Ren Xiaoyao again.

Ren Xiaoyao dodged the attacks of the crowd while continuing to move towards his target. Although his steps were difficult, the determination in his eyes never wavered. He knew that this was his only hope, and he had to give it a try even if it cost him his life.

Finally, Ren Xiaoyao was less than three steps away from the boulder. He took a deep breath, ignoring the pain in his body, and rushed towards the boulder...

"No! Stop him quickly!" The Poison King suddenly realized something, his face changed drastically, and he roared and pounced towards Ren Xiaoyao. Other masters also reacted and tried their best to stop Ren Xiaoyao.

However, it's too late.

A resolute smile appeared on Ren Xiaoyao's lips. He raised his right hand and slammed it on the boulder.