Chapter nine hundred and eighty second earth bun...
Tang Feng and Ye Jirong were listening to what Quan was talking about in the house, when suddenly several waves of tyrannical pressure came over from outside.
Tang Feng was startled and immediately stood up.
Ye Jiku sneered, his long silver hair moved without any wind, and he said with murderous intent: "Here we go again!"
"There's no way they'll come back this time!" Tang Feng smiled sinisterly.
"Follow me, wind!" The withered leaves circulated the strong energy and flew outwards, with graceful movements, like a fairy descending to earth.
Tang Feng followed closely behind and said with a smile: "Mom, you still look like a 28-year-old girl. I will teach you how to take care of your lazy sisters someday."
"Smooth talk, that's how you deceived those little girls." After hearing Tang Feng's words, Ye Jikku couldn't help but turn around and glare at him, but his expression was very happy. After all, it was a compliment from his son.
, is there any reason not to like to hear it?
When Tang Feng and Ye Jiqu left the Tangjia Fort, Tang Ao, Tang Rui and Tang Dingtian also came over. Behind them were a group of heaven-level masters. They gathered together and rushed out together.
Outside the Tangjia Fort, a tense atmosphere was spreading. Countless Tang family disciples were standing at the city wall, looking at the uninvited guests outside the city with red eyes. However, at the city gate, there were more than a dozen people lying on the ground. These people were flesh and blood.
They were blurred and scattered in random directions at the gate of the city. The ground beneath them was dyed red with blood. No one was alive, and all of them had lost their vitality.
In just a short time, more than a dozen Tang family disciples were attacked by poisonous hands. It was because the strength gap between them and their opponents was too big.
Ten spiritual masters lined up in the sky, with dozens of heavenly masters behind them, coldly looking down at Tangjiabao below, like an eagle overlooking the earth, their eyes full of aloofness.
The coercion of the ten spirit warriors gathered together made the people standing on the city wall unable to breathe. Although these people were angry and killed without saying a word, no one could avenge their dead companions.
The pressure became more and more intimidating, and many people fell to their knees on the ground with a thud, blood spilling from their mouths and noses.
Finally, one person couldn't bear the humiliation and roared: "I will fight with you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he summoned his strength and rushed up from the city wall. His eyes were red, and he waved the sword in his hand and rushed towards the enemy without hesitation. The ferocious face reflected the hostility towards the intruder, and the exposed veins showed
The anger in my heart.
But he was only a heaven-level man. How could he break through to ten spiritual-level masters? The moment he rushed up, he knew that he would die, but he still didn't hesitate or regret at all.
"You are overestimating your own capabilities, huh!" One of the spiritual masters snorted coldly. He stood still and grabbed with one hand, directly towards the head of the Tang family disciple who was charging towards him.
An invisible force came upon the Tang family disciple and he felt as if his head was about to break. Just when he thought he was certain to die, a dragon roar came out, and a swaying blood-red dragon rushed out of the Tang family fort, blinking.
In the meantime, he rushed into the enemy camp.
The ten spirit warriors looked solemn and had no time to care about the life and death of this disciple of the Tang family. They all took action. Although Jiaolong was strong, he was still beaten back when faced with the combined efforts of ten spiritual warriors.
"Go back!" Tang Dingtian flashed to this energetic Tang family disciple and threw him back to Tangjiabao with just the right amount of force, just enough to let him fall to the ground.
"The master of the family is here!" A group of Tang family disciples standing on the city wall were shocked and shouted loudly.
The six spiritual leaders from the Tang family also gathered around Tang Dingtian, resisting the opponent's pressure with the strength of the six of them.
The two sides were less than twenty feet apart, looking at each other from a distance. One side's eyes were full of jest, and the other side's eyes were full of anger.
Tang Feng squinted his eyes and looked at the ten spiritual steps in front of him, his expression gloomy to the extreme.
This family called Situ, who came from the outside world, went too far. They just killed a dozen Tang family disciples yesterday, and today they killed a dozen more.
Moreover, from the time Tang Feng felt their pressure until now, it only took ten breaths. It seems that as soon as they arrived at Tangjiabao, they killed the Tang family disciples without any hesitation.
This was their deterrent method, but it completely angered Tang Feng!
Even enemies will generally not kill people who have no ability to resist, unless they are inhumane people. Killing these people who have no ability to resist has nothing more than exposing one's own cruelty.
usefulness.
But now, Tangjiabao and the Situ family have no grudges at all. The other party just wants to conquer the Tang family. The Tang family's disobedience actually aroused their murderous intentions. How can this make Tang Feng not angry?
One after another, twenty or thirty living disciples of the Tang family died in their hands.
As soon as Tang Feng and others appeared, the ten spirit steps opposite looked at Tang Feng, obviously a little confused. They didn't see Tang Feng when they came here yesterday, but today there was an extra person.
However, after spying on Tang Feng's realm, the people from the Situ family across the street stopped paying attention.
It's just a low-level spiritual level, so he doesn't need much attention.
On the contrary, Tang Dingtian and Ye Jiqu made these people look very fearful.
With two magic weapons in hand, the strength of the middle-level spiritual level cannot be underestimated at all, not to mention, Ye Jikku is still in the realm of the Heavenly Sword.
Yesterday's battle was still fresh in the memory of the two middle-level spiritual warriors led by them.
"Situ Family, what a trick!" Tang Ao was so angry that he was shaking all over. Those who died were all people from Tangjiabao, his descendants.
"Thank you, old sir!" The leader, a middle-ranking spiritual-level man, smiled indifferently, "This is just a small punishment for you from Tangjiabao. I, Situ Jian, want you to know that there is only one way to surrender to our Situ family.
If you leave, you will be exterminated!"
"Rampant!" Tang Dingtian roared angrily, "If you want to destroy our Tang Family Fort, you must get past me first!"
Situ frowned and looked at Tang Dingtian and said: "Situ learned the power of the divine weapons yesterday, but do you think you can resist our Situ family with two divine weapons? A frog at the bottom of a well sees the sky as big as a well. I
The strength of the Situ family is beyond your imagination, and you will gain nothing by irritating us."
"Even if you die, Mr. Tang will drag you to be buried with you!" Tang Dingtian's eyes were about to split, and he roared in a low voice.
"Haha..." Situ Jian chuckled softly: "Your Excellency, please don't be sentimental. Just because you are unwilling to submit does not mean that the rest of your Tang family are not willing to accept Situ's words here. If your Tang family does not submit to you one day,
We will come here to kill some people every time until you are willing to surrender."
"What's the point of arguing with these country bumpkins? Just kill them. Do you think that cultivating to the middle level of the spiritual level will be a big deal?" Another middle level spiritual level person said with a cold face. It seemed that he was not killing people, but killing chickens and dogs.
Generally the clouds are light and the wind is light.
From the moment he saw these people, Tang Feng felt that their eyes were so condescending and disdainful. Even the eight low-ranking spiritual-level people on the opposite side only had some vigilance and fear when looking at Tang Dingtian and Ye Jiku.
