On the land only a few kilometers away from Mengmen, dozens of warriors with powerful auras were running at extremely fast speeds, but for some reason the big man at the front suddenly stopped, causing the entire team to feel their hearts skip a beat.
Jumping, they all stopped and looked at Meng Long.
Meng Long could feel that the shadow-transmitting stone in his arms was constantly emitting waves of profound energy. At such a critical moment, what else would the Mengmen say?
He reached out and took out the shiny image-transmitting stone from his clothes. Everyone around him held his breath as they watched Meng Long input a stream of profound energy into the image-transmitting stone. Meng Wentian's voice immediately reached everyone present.
in the ears.
"..."
After hearing the news that Ling Feng had breached the city gate, Yuan Ying and Ji Fan didn't know whether to be happy or sad. This little monster, Ling Feng, had really breached the Mengmen city within two hours with one person's power. This was considered a feat.
A rare good thing.
But they went to deal with the Blood Sect together, and it was okay now. But when the Blood Sect grows up, Ling Feng's temper will definitely lead to another battle. By then, it will probably be a different story.
"Brother Ji, Brother Yuan, you two should take the people back first, and ask someone to bring them to you after the tokens are passed."
Meng Long clutched the shadow stone heavily and said, as if he wanted to crush the stone, but he loosened it and put it back in his arms. He looked deeply in the direction of Mengmen, forty-five orders.
Card!
Ji Fan and Yuan Ying were both silent, and the other disciples felt extremely frustrated.
Three peak Tongxuan ninth level, three eighth level Tongxuan, and more than forty fifth level Tongxuan and above jointly besieged a Blood Sect that didn't even have the ninth level Tongxuan, and even only one person at the fifth level, and they actually "lost".
Ji Fan, as the leader of the sect, was still calm. After calming down for a moment, he said to Meng Long: "The three of us joined forces this time, but our Ji sect failed to do anything to stop the Blood sect, which caused you heavy losses. Ji sect
I don’t want my share.”
"I, Yuan Men, are the same."
After the two sect masters expressed their opinions, they took the people away and spread out to go to their respective resource points. Their words also made Meng Long's face look better. Although there were only twenty-two tokens, they still made up for half of the cost.
The loss is not unbearable.
But losing so miserably made Meng Long, a big man from the Western Wilderness, feel uncomfortable. Meng Long waved his hand and said, "Let's go and see if that guy has more hands than us."
Mengmen's people followed immediately, looking a little impatient.
A few minutes later, when they rushed back to Mengmen City, they immediately saw Meng Wentian and others waiting in front of the city gate. The latter couldn't help but lowered his head when he saw his eldest brother coming back, and he didn't dare to look at Meng Long.
The same is true for people.
If they could hold off for a while longer, they might be able to drag Meng Long back, and Mengmen wouldn't be destroyed by Ling Feng single-handedly.
But the reality is cruel, so many people can't even hold on for ten minutes in Ling Feng's hands.
Meng Long walked up to his younger brother. Seeing his guilty look, he couldn't scold him anymore. He just patted him on the shoulder and said, "Where's that guy?"
"Already gone."
Meng Wentian clenched his fists and replied, then raised his head and took the initiative to take the blame on himself: "It was me who failed to stop Ling Feng for a while, otherwise I wouldn't have..."
"Then it's not a joke that our six highest combat powers were held back for more than 20 minutes by two people who can't even reach the ninth level of Xuan." Meng Long shook his head.
The head interrupted Meng Wentian's words and said rather self-deprecatingly: "Don't take it too seriously, because next time we may lose miserably."
Meng Long's words undoubtedly struck a heavy blow in the heart of every disciple of the Meng Sect. Although the people of the Blood Sect are temporarily weak, under the leadership and training of those three people, it would be strange for them not to become stronger.
If they are still worried about this failure, and if the Blood Sect grows up and then causes trouble, they will lose even more miserably as Meng Long said.
A group of people followed Meng Long towards the city. At this time, someone said with a smile: "We are senior brothers. If they dare to come next time, we will beat them all out!"
The disciple was just casually saying this to adjust the atmosphere, but Meng Long in front turned around and looked at the disciple who had just spoken seriously: "Really, I will leave Ling Feng to you."
"Master..."
The disciple's face immediately drooped, and there was a burst of laughter around him.
…
After running for more than an hour, Ling Feng finally saw the Blood Gate. At this time, his pace began to slow down. He took a deep breath to calm down his excitement before walking forward again.
His eyes swept across the scorched earth and landed under the open gate of the majestic city wall, where a group of people were waiting for Ling Feng.
The blue clothes worn by Lu Qiu Ruyun and others who were still standing were stained dark red with blood, and under the torn pieces of cloth were wounds that had not yet healed.
Qingxuan was at the back of the crowd and silently looked at Ling Feng who was approaching. Although she had put on clean clothes, there was still some blood stains on her neck.
As for the most domineering Luo Qianqiu, he is resting against the city wall on the left. The black dragon gun is placed next to his right hand. His left leg is square and his right leg is bent, with one hand on it and looking straight ahead. There is not much expression on his face, as if he is fighting.
Victory is as cool as winning a battle.
But when Ling Feng walked not far from the city, he suddenly turned his head, looked at Ling Feng and grinned, unable to hold back his pride any longer.
"I stopped two sect masters, you didn't expect that."
As soon as Luo Qianqiu finished speaking, a mouthful of strange-colored blood spurted out from his mouth and splashed on the ground with a splash. His face turned a little pale, but this did not affect him at all. Luo Qianqiu pressed the back of his head against the city wall.
Smiling with his mouth full of blood.
Ling Feng shook his head helplessly, glanced at his deliberately covered upper body, nodded and said, "I really didn't expect that."
"What about you?"
Luo Qianqiu turned his head and looked at Ling Feng and asked. When he saw the token that Ling Feng took out, he laughed out loud, but then stopped suddenly. He covered his chest and coughed violently. As for the others who were excited, they also felt
Secretly set a goal.
Because although they looked miserable, they actually only lasted one face-to-face. As for Qingxun, who barely managed to hold off one person, the ones behind were Luo Qianqiu and Nan Ziyi who tried their best to hold them back.
Especially Luo Qianqiu, who dragged Super Fan Menglong for five minutes with one person!
Even so, everyone in the Blood Sect will not be discouraged. They may not be able to help Ling Feng and the others now, but they will definitely be able to in the future!
Ling Feng came to Luo Qianqiu and squatted down. He put his right hand on his right hand and used Xuan Qi to detect it. He breathed a sigh of relief. It was not as bad as he thought. Several ribs were broken. The meridians were intact, but that
Why is the blood the same as in the body refining realm, so that the wounds in Luo Qianqiu's body cannot be healed at all.
"This guy is so good at eating."
Luo Qianqiu looked at the Black Dragon Spear and said, then moved his gaze away and turned to Ling Feng's wrist: "It broke several times."
"I don't remember."
Ling Feng's face was very calm. He let go of Luo Qianqiu and looked at the unconscious Nan Ziyi again, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him. Of course, others also noticed the strangeness on Ling Feng's wrist.
Although there are no wounds on it, the skin color is very white, like a new one, which is somewhat different from the ones nearby. This must be because it has been broken and healed, or healed and broken again.
This wound must not be caused by Mengmen, but because the power of the attack formation was too huge, so huge that Ling Feng's body could not bear it, so that the wrist holding the sword broke.
But even so, Ling Feng still broke through the city gate and captured the gate master's mansion.
If Luo Qianqiu hadn't asked, Ling Feng might have pretended that nothing happened. Such a man is indeed admirable.
Luo Qianqiu nodded, looked at the opposite wall and suggested: "Two tokens can be exchanged for one chalcedony pill. It seems to be some kind of heavenly pill. How about you take one bottle and one bottle at your own convenience?"
After hearing his words, Ling Feng withdrew his hand, squatted next to Nan Ziyi and began to think, but did not agree immediately, which also made Luo Qianqiu feel nervous.
Chalcedony Pill is the best healing medicine within the sect. It is refined from the three-flavored thousand-year-old elixir. It is said that even the King of Heaven's injuries can be recovered. Even in the outside world, only a few sects can refine this level of medicine.
elixir.
Nan Ziyi's injury is the most serious among all the people. Without the pill, it will definitely take several months to recover, especially since his eyes, which he has been training since the beginning of martial arts, may be irreversibly damaged.
The gain outweighs the loss.
But the Blood Gate now only has forty-two tokens. Ling Feng thought for a while and said: "I won't use it. Qianqiu will give your share to Zi Yi, and the others will each get twenty Tian Yuan next month."
Luo Qianqiu sighed after hearing his words. It was indeed the case, but there was nothing that could be done. The people of the Blood Sect really needed cultivation resources to make up for their lack of realm, otherwise they would not be able to gain a foothold in the inner sect.
As for Ling Feng's injury, it may not be as serious as Luo Qianqiu thought, otherwise he would definitely change the chalcedony liquid. Ling Feng still pays attention to the overall situation, and only children can act bravely.
After roughly making arrangements, Ling Feng carried Nan Ziyi on his back, and the others took the initiative to get out of the way, exposing the scene in the city to his eyes, which made Ling Feng stop in his tracks.
Looking at the mess, the original appearance of the street could not be seen at all. The neat bricks and stones were lifted up layer by layer and mixed with the burnt mud. A pothole dozens of meters wide came into view of Ling Feng, and even more
In the distance, nearly a hundred pavilions collapsed and piled up into a hill.
Ling Feng glanced at Luo Qianqiu, who was holding the black dragon gun and smiling at the side, and knew that this must be the masterpiece of him and the three sects. As for the other members of the Blood Sect, Ling Feng did not feel weak at all.
Just because none of them have ever left their companions, this is the case now and will be the case in the future.
ps: If students who watch pirated versions find that the context is not connected in some places, it is because the genuine version is constantly modifying some detailed errors, and the pirated version is just the initial draft captured by the crawler.