Han Feng stood at the back of the team, waiting closely while secretly asking Xian'er in his heart.

"Xian'er, what are the cultivation levels of these people?"

Xian'er replied: "The lowest cultivation level is martial disciple four stars, and the highest is martial disciple seven stars."

When Han Feng heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked.

Unexpectedly, the men in black gathered in the Qingyang Gang branch today had such extraordinary cultivation.

Among the dozens of people, even the one with the lowest cultivation level is a four-star martial artist.

Obviously, these people are all elite members of the Qingyang Gang.

At this moment, people in black are still coming up from the first floor.

About half a stick of incense had passed, and at the beginning of the hour, everyone was finally here.

There are eight teams in total. Except for the first team, which has only five people, each team has six people, for a total of forty-seven people.

The cultivation level of one of them even reached the eighth-star martial arts level, and Han Feng was even more surprised.

I originally thought that the Qingyang Gang was just a group of stragglers, but I didn't expect that they could gather such a huge force.

Now it seems that trying to annihilate these people in the wooden building is completely asking for death.
Chapter completed!