"Who the hell are you?"

Zhong Lingzi looked coldly at the eight coffin bearers in front of him who were neither humans nor ghosts.

"Madam, we are your loyal followers..." Gudebai glanced at Dugu Feng with his eyes closed excitedly, and then explained to Zhong Lingzi.

"..." After hearing the other party's words, she couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"Oh, Lao Hong, where does your golden monkey come from? How come it doesn't do anything when we are vomiting blood and dying?"

As soon as Tang Chen looked at the little monkey on the beggar's shoulder, he couldn't help but ask weakly.

Hearing his words, Hong Yu stood up with difficulty, touched the monkey's head and said, "I don't know, I just saved him because of his cleverness when I was running for his life in the city!"

"Ugh...it hurts!"

Just when Zhong Lingzi and the coffin bearer were glaring at each other, Dugu Feng suddenly rubbed his head and said to himself:

"It turns out that crazy emotions are also a kind of power, and can even achieve the effect of destroying the world!"

"Sir, are you awake?"

Hei Wuchang Fan Wujiu listened in all directions and looked in six directions. He suddenly noticed the movement of Dugu Peak on one side and greeted him excitedly.

Whoosh!

"I have met you, sir! I want to continue to follow you and never leave you..."

Before the other party could recover, Dugu Feng saw eight burly men suddenly appear in front of him, kneeling on one knee in front of him, with a huge jet-black blackwood coffin placed on one side, exuding strange aura fluctuations.

Then the two soul-holding envoys Black and White Wuchang also dragged the Li Ghost King, who was tied into a rice dumpling, and came to him, cupping their fists and saluting:

"Xie Bian, Fan Wujiu has met you sir!"

"Huh? What happened?" He was stunned by the sudden appearance of the strong man in front of him.

However, he still caught a glimpse of the red-robed ghost lying on the ground with iron chains all over his body.

There was also Hong Yu and others who were dying in the distance.

He couldn't help but look at Zhong Lingzi, who was in deep thought, with a puzzled look on his face. His eyes seemed to be asking: What's going on? What happened?

Zhong Lingzi also looked at him with a confused face, shook his head, his eyes were full of confusion: I don't know, I was in a life and death crisis just now, and I don't understand where these people appeared from.

"We are looking for loyal followers who have been with you for millions of years!" Xie Bian saw his confused look and couldn't help but explain.

"Eh? Have we met before?" Dugu Feng carefully looked at the ten powerful men with terrifying auras in front of him, scratching his head and asking.

"Back to your lord, we met with you in Taiwu Mountain a few days ago! The situation was urgent..." the black-faced man Goodby explained respectfully.

"Yeah! That's true~" Hearing the other party's reminder, he slapped his forehead and suddenly realized.

Then he asked doubtfully: "Then why do all the ghosts and gods call me "Sir" again? Did we once fight together?"

.......

In front of Wuya Mountain in Tangmen.

A dusty swordsman led a thin old horse and stared at the mountain gate.

The whole body exudes a fierce evil spirit.

"Who are you?"

When the disciples of the Tang Sect saw that the other party was unkind, they couldn't help but say something to persuade them to retreat: "Recently, I have closed the mountain gate and declined all visitors!"

"Please come back!"

"I'm here to find someone!" the swordsman said in a stiff tone.

No matter how the other party reacted, he dropped the reins and walked towards the mountain gate.

"Who are you looking for? Tell me your name!"

"Hey, don't come forward, otherwise we won't be polite~"

When the disciples of the Tang Sect who were stationed at the mountain gate saw the other party, they walked straight towards them with expressionless faces and could not help but give a stern warning.

But the swordsman wearing a bamboo hat seemed to have not heard anything, and kept repeating: "I'm here to find someone!"

"Brothers, there is an enemy attack, prepare to fight..."

For a moment, everyone in the Tang Sect held their crossbows and life-seeking arrows, aiming at each other.

The leader kept warning the other party when he saw him, but still continued to force his way through the mountain gate.

He immediately ordered: "Fire the arrow!"

Whoosh!

In an instant, dozens of life-seeking arrows flashing with a dangerous cold light streaked through the void, shooting at the slow-moving swordsman.

"I'm here to find someone!"

Peng!

I saw the man gently raising his left hand, holding the scabbard and moving forward.

Immediately, a gushing force of air burst out, knocking away those rapid arrows and shooting them to the side.

Several disciples of the Tang Sect on the opposite side also received the impact of Qi Jin, fell to the ground one after another, and hit the stone pillars.

"Pfft! This person is so strong..."

The leading disciple immediately spit out a mouthful of blood and said to himself in shock: "Is this the sword energy?"

The swordsman ignored them, walked past them slowly and walked toward the mountain.

Looking at the opponent's majestic back, he wiped the blood from his mouth, and regardless of his own injuries, he fired a cloud-penetrating arrow into the air, "Ahem~ Send the signal! A strong enemy is attacking the mountain gate..."

An arrow pierces the clouds, and thousands of troops come to meet you!

"No, there is a strong person coming to the door. Go and report it to the sect master!" When the disciples in the back mountain saw the bright signal ringing in the sky, they immediately started to move in an orderly manner.

"How brave! Who is so bold as to dare to come and provoke..."

When he saw the signal of enemy attack, Tang Jingran, who was talking to his senior brother Tang Meng in the courtyard, his face condensed and he said to his senior brother: "Have they forgotten who owns the martial arts world in Jiaolong Continent?"

Tang Meng said: "Junior brother, don't be anxious! It may be that our Tang clan has been hiding from the world for too long and has not asked about the affairs of the world, so they have forgotten the fear of being dominated!"

"It's unreasonable to ask me to meet this arrogant person!"

As Tang Jingran said this, he slapped the table and flew towards Qiulai Xiaoxuan on the top of the mountain.

"Uncle Fifth Master, I'll go with you!" When the disciples saw the furious Uncle Fifth Master going to kill the incoming enemy, they couldn't help but cheer up and follow him.

"I don't want to kill people, you all should stand down!" The swordsman looked at the Tang Sect disciples in front of him and said in a solemn tone:

"I'm just here to find someone..."

"Your Excellency, don't you take our Tang Clan seriously? You are so arrogant..." Tang Jingran came over and looked at him from the sky and said.

"I only have knives in my eyes, what else is there?" The swordsman raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Tang Jingran in the air, and said in an extremely domineering tone.

These words came out of his mouth so naturally, as if everything in the world was so insignificant.

"Arrogant! An eighth-grade swordsman doesn't take me seriously..." Tang Jingran couldn't help but said angrily when he saw the other party being so arrogant.

A strong man who was also in the eighth level was so ignored by the other party that he immediately took action in anger.

The hidden weapon in his hand is like flying feathers flying all over the sky, spreading down from the sky.

Every hidden weapon contains extremely terrifying internal power, which is vicious and vicious!

"It was you who forced me to take action..."

When the swordsman saw the crisis in front of him, the scabbard in his hand shook.

A rusty half-cut knife flew out sharply.
Chapter completed!