Moreover, the appearance of the mysterious man also distracted him. For various reasons, he suffered a big loss. Looking at the injured Yuan Tao, Leng Xuan originally wanted to continue his attack and kill him in one fell swoop.
However, at this moment, members of Chongyun Palace and Wanshen Palace who heard the noise outside rushed into the room one after another.
"Let's go." Seeing the crowd pouring in, Hua Yun shouted loudly after seriously injuring a strong man in the Mahayana stage. His body was like lightning, and he rushed directly into the crowd. His cultivation was in the late Mahayana stage, and just now
The cultivator who tried to stop him was only at the early stage of Mahayana. Although it seemed that there was not much difference, after reaching the Mahayana stage, the gap would widen every time the cultivation reached the Mahayana stage. Therefore, Hua Yun did not spend much money.
In a short time, the cultivator was seriously injured. However, although Hua Yun's temper was impulsive, he was not reckless. He knew that if he did not rush out, once the other party's members arrived, there would be trouble.
Therefore, he gave up the opportunity to kill the opponent and faced the rushing Chongyun Temple disciples. Under his powerful cultivation, the Chongyun Temple disciples fell one after another like wheat. In the blink of an eye, those Chongyun Temple disciples fell down one by one.
In the blink of an eye, more than 30 Chongyun Temple disciples who rushed into the room were all killed, while the other members retreated in panic, fearing to fight against Hua Yun, the murderer. With Hua Yun opening the way, Leng Xuan and the others
He immediately followed them and rushed out of the room. Although they were surrounded by many Chongyun Temple disciples, Leng Xuan and the others were not in chaos. Leng Xuan was responsible for opening the way in front, while Bo Hong and Mad Tiger Beast stood on both sides, killing Leng Xuan.
Xuan left out the disciples of Chongyun Palace, while Hua Yun was in charge of the rear of the palace, resisting the counterattack of those powerful men in the Mahayana period. With the combination of four people, there were hundreds of people in Chongyun Palace and Wanshen Palace, but no one was them.
The opponent. Wherever the four of them went, they saw corpses and blood everywhere. Seeing such a tragic situation, Yuan Tao's face became gloomy to the extreme. He clenched his fists with both hands and shouted in a slightly hoarse voice:
"Immediately send an order to the Thirty-two Tiangangs to guard the hall for me. No matter what the cost, they must be kept here."
"Thirty-two Tiangang?" Hearing Yuan Tao's roar, Leng Xuan's heart sank. He had heard Lin Gengcheng mention the Thirty-two Tiangang before, which was a team of thirty-two strong men who had transcended the tribulation period.
Although their individual cultivation levels are not as good as theirs, I heard that the formation they formed together can kill even the strongest men in the Mahayana stage. Thinking of this, Leng Xuan looked at the palace gate just around the corner and suddenly said: "Follow me.
I'll do it." As he said that, he changed his body shape, turned to the bottom of the palace and rushed towards it. The Thirty-Two Tiangang can become the secret existence of Chongyun Palace, which is naturally outstanding. In addition, the main purpose of their operation is
Destruction, more than a hundred disciples of Chongyun Palace and Wanshen Palace have been killed, and a Mahayana strongman and Yuan Yi have also been seriously injured. This is enough for them, so there is no need to entangle anymore. See
The four of them rushed back, and everyone who was chasing behind them couldn't help but be stunned. Then, they quickly turned back and retreated. After seeing the terror of Leng Xuan and the four, no one dared to step forward. They knew that even if
If you rush forward, you will die in vain. No matter how Yuan Tao gives orders from behind, nearly a hundred Chongyun Temple disciples are like idiots, standing still on the spot, motionless.