After experiencing a brief moment of panic, he once stood up and said with a slightly embarrassed look on his face: "The master of our sect has issued an order, ordering Zhang to bring all the disciples back to the sect. We have important matters to discuss, so Zhang left."
After saying that, the man ran out as if on fire.[]
"Oh, the old man at home wants me to go back and get married. There is no time to delay. See you soon!"
"What? Those beasts from the Xuanyin Sect dare to attack the sect while I'm not around? Who lent them the guts of Baotian? I'll teach them a lesson when I get back!"
"I'm sorry everyone, an old injury has resurfaced, and Cai has to return to the sect to heal!"
For a moment, the scene became lively again, as if all kinds of troubles suddenly came to the talkers of these forces. Various reasons for getting on the stage and failing to get on the stage were found out, and one person left one after another.
Lobby.
Although many people cast disdainful glances at those who fled the battle, who would care about these looks when it was a matter of life and death? Those men in black had already killed them, and if they didn't leave, they might never have the chance to leave.
In less than ten breaths, more than a dozen people walked into the lobby, and many of the remaining ones were hesitating, wondering whether their current strength could withstand the pace of those men in black.
"A bunch of courageless cowards!" Some people were afraid of those mysterious people, but others were dismissive. Seeing more and more people leaving, a strong man with an iron-like appearance stood up and spat: "That man in black is no more than two people."
Thirty people, what are you afraid of what they will do? If we join forces and there are two hundred spiritual masters, then no matter how powerful the man in black is, is it possible that we can't defeat one of ten of us?"
These words were very practical, and for a time, everyone dispelled their uneasiness.
"As far as I know, among those men in black, although most of them are low-grade spiritual people, so there is nothing to be afraid of, but there is still a middle-grade spiritual class and a high-grade spiritual class among them." Someone else raised their concerns.
.
The big man said: "So what? We also have the middle-level spiritual level! And there is more than one person! You only need to separate one person to restrain the middle-level spiritual level of the opponent, and the rest can work together to kill the black one who is the upper-level spiritual level.
Yiren, as long as we get rid of this strongest person, that will be our victory.
"Although that is good, can we allow even the Situ family to be killed by these men in black?"
The big man turned to look at the speaker and sneered: "No one here can compare to the Situ Family, but if we unite together, who is stronger or weaker than the Situ Family?"
Everyone's hearts trembled, and they secretly made a comparison, and couldn't help but feel excited for a moment. The Situ family is indeed powerful, but it is just a family after all. How can it be compared with so many forces present together?
"What the Situ family can't do, we can do what the Situ family can't kill, we can kill! Just take this opportunity to promote the reputation of our sect! If we lose this battle, I don't think you will have the shame to come back.
The sect has been discredited by the sect.
"That's right! It seems that the rumors from the outside world scared those people out of their minds, and that's why they ran away!"
This sentence made everyone couldn't help but laugh. Dozens of forces that were originally scattered all miraculously united together before the man in black arrived.
Since they decided to teach those men in black a lesson, everyone naturally no longer wasted time and all rushed out of the lobby, summoning their spiritual masters to prepare for the battle.
A strong wind blew through the sky filled with yellow sand, and the sun in the sky was covered by dark clouds. The whole sky looked gloomy, as if someone had poured a basin of ink on it, making people breathless.
Dozens of external forces gathered nearly two hundred spiritual masters, forming a powerful force that no one could underestimate. They stood densely at the junction of the land of spiritual veins and the outside world, looking towards the south with concentrated gaze.
The quiet scene was a bit depressing, and the sound of someone swallowing saliva could be heard from time to time, indicating the tension in the heart.
On the edge of the gloomy and slightly dark sky, a black gust of wind was sweeping quickly.
This black gust of wind carries a murderous intent as cold as falling into an ice cellar, and the cold feeling makes one's heart throb uncontrollably.
"They are coming!" With an exclamation, nearly two hundred spiritual steps mobilized their Gang Qi in unison, converging into a barbaric momentum and coercion, attacking toward the black gust of wind.
But what they didn't expect was that the other party didn't seem to pay attention to this momentum at all. They didn't resist or resist, but they advanced towards this side without stopping at all.
After a few breaths, these men in black, who had made the outside forces fearful, stopped and stood less than thirty feet away from everyone.
Everyone has only heard of the existence of the men in black in rumors. This is the first time they have seen it with their own eyes. Naturally, they naturally want to see what these people look like and what their realm is.
But what disappoints the outsiders is that these men in black are indeed mysterious enough. They are wrapped tightly in black clothes and black robes, not even a piece of skin is exposed, and they cannot be seen at all. And facing two hundred
They did not resist at all when many people were investigating with their spiritual consciousness.
After checking, everyone's face turned gloomy.
Just like the rumors, these men in black had no energy fluctuations and no vitality. They were like dead people crawling out of coffins. Just standing there, the lifeless feeling was terrifying.
A young man with a stern face who looked like he was only in his early twenties, wearing a dark green robe, slowly walked out from behind the group of men in black. The cold aura and murderous intent on his body were much worse than those of the men in black.
It seems to be even better.
"Are you the leader of this group of people, Tangjiabao Tang Feng?" The strong man who was first in the lobby took a step forward and shouted loudly.
Tang Feng glanced at him, then looked at the more than 200 spiritual level masters in front of him, and sighed slightly in his heart. During this period, he used violence to fight violence, and drove all the intruders from the spiritual vein land here, although he knew that in the end
He would face an extremely difficult battle, but Tang Feng still didn't expect that he would face so many enemies.
Two hundred spirit levels, this number is too huge. Even if the medicine zombies are not afraid of death, it will be extremely difficult to win this battle.
After this battle, how many of the twenty-eight medicine corpses can survive intact?
"Is it possible that he is mute?" Seeing that Tang Feng did not answer, the strong man mocked with a warm and angry expression.
Tang Feng said calmly: "Exit the land of spiritual veins and don't come back again in the future. Tang will not embarrass you!"
The strong man laughed loudly: "Boy, are you talking to me? Open your eyes wide and see clearly the situation in front of you, who is the strong and the weak!"
Tang Feng shook his head and said: "If the strength can be determined by the number of people, then why should we practice? Those who don't want to die should get out of here, this is not a place you can get involved in!"
"Where did this young boy come from? He's not afraid of flashing his tongue!" A man jumped out from beside the strong man and taunted: "I'll die soon, so I won't waste everyone's time!"
Tang Feng raised his eyes and glanced at him, knowing that this battle was inevitable. In this case, the only way was to strike first. With a slight flick of his wrist, several flying knives appeared out of the sky, attacking the big man and
The person who just spoke.
Tang Feng's attack was quite subtle. The flying knife filled with powerful energy broke through the space and struck in front of the two of them almost the moment he took action.
The strong man was in the middle level of the spiritual realm, and he was very sensitive to danger. Although he could not detect the traces of Tang Feng's attack in time, he still turned his head to avoid the fatal blow due to his instinctive reaction.
The low-level spiritual person next to him did not have such strength. As soon as he finished speaking, a dagger was inserted into his mouth. He didn't even have time to draw up the protective energy, and the dagger passed through his skull.
, and brought a ladle of blood flowers.
At the same time as Tang Feng took action, twenty-eight medicine corpses rushed over like lightning.
The battle happened so suddenly. The more than two hundred spirit-level people present did not expect that Tang Feng would be so bold. He dared to make a sneak attack despite the huge disparity in numbers. Until twenty-eight medicine corpses came close to him,
Only when the killing spree began did everyone react.
In an instant, all the protective Gang Qi started to circulate, the sword was unsheathed, the colorful Gang Heart power was used, and most of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was drained out in an instant.
The screams rang out, and the surprise attack of the twenty-eight medicine zombies had an effect. With their lightning speed, they killed more than a dozen unsuspecting enemies in just one encounter. After killing the enemies, the medicine zombies moved
He quickly stepped back, avoiding the enemy's sword.
"Kill me!" The strong man roared angrily, and the remaining spiritual masters all started to move, and they all rushed towards the medicine corpses.
Tang Feng swayed, unfolded his body skills, and shuttled through the enemy camp. He swung the green long sword in his hand, and the power of the sharp golden heart was poured into the sword, giving the green long sword a layer of brilliance.
color.
Most people's attention was drawn by the medicine corpses, and few people cared about Tang Feng. After all, the rumors only talked about how powerful the men in black were, and everyone only knew that the men in black had a leader, but Tang Feng was not as strong as
He is a low-ranking spiritual person and he is young. Who would think too highly of such a person?
The price of underestimating Tang Feng is death! When it comes to killing enemies, Tang Feng is even better than Yao Zhi.
The power of sharp gold is indestructible. Unless the enemy is holding a heavenly weapon, it only takes one touch to cut the enemy's weapon and body in half.
While the swordsmanship was dancing, Tang Feng's left hand, which seemed to be hanging casually by his side, was not idle either. One after another, flaming red or light blue flying knives were skillfully thrown out, reaping the lives of the enemies.
.These flying knives were all infused with fire or ice-based Gangxin power by Tang Feng. In the melee, the attacks were both subtle and sudden. The chaotic Gangqi fluctuations covered up the murderous intention of the flying knives, and the bustling crowd blocked the flying knives.
By the time the knife's path is noticed, the enemy will be dead.
Fishing in troubled waters is simply too easy for a Tang Sect disciple who is proficient in hidden weapons.
