"Yes, you still have the guts to resist, but you are quite capable!" This man in black robe is none other than the leader of Palace Master Cheng, Meng Long. His cultivation has entered the early stage of Sainthood, and he has few rivals in the same period.
"Come die!"
Unexpectedly, Zhan Feng ignored him and continued to attack, one punch, two punches, ten punches, twenty punches, and the fists fell again and again, hitting the man in black robe again and again.
Meng Long, the man in black robe, kept waving the sword in his hand lightly and could accurately block Zhan Feng's attack every time!
Finally, the surrounding monks gathered around, and the sword in Meng Long's sudden hand swung and slid across Zhan Feng's chest.
Along with a bloody light, Zhan Feng was directly knocked away. Meng Long even sneered, with a trace of pride flashing in his eyes!
They are both in the early stage of the Holy Saint, but his own fighting power is invincible in the early stage of the Holy Saint.
There are few rivals at the same level.
Zhan Feng also didn't expect that he would be so vulnerable.
The strength he was once proud of was as weak as an ant in the hands of this man.
"Master, let me help you!"
Around him, twelve half-step saints rushed forward together.
These are the twelve elders of the main hall, forming a large formation and attacking from twelve positions.
The flash of swords and shadows on the shop floor, the riots of countless laws!
But he couldn't make Meng Long show any changes. He raised the sword in his hand, pointed it at the middle of the twelve positions, and slashed down suddenly!
Click!
There was just a crisp explosion, and the formation of twelve people was cut off by a sword!
"Ruined!"
A group of people were thrown away, showing some despair!
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In the inn not far away, Qian Yisen also took his daughter Qian Yu and fled in all directions. Looking at the massacre of men in black outside, the fear in his eyes filled every cell in his body.
These people are so terrifying. Each one of them is a half-step saint. These are the top masters in the star world. There are only a few masters, but they are overwhelming and densely packed...
Is Half-Step to Sainthood already so cheap?
Qian Yisen swallowed his saliva and tried to rush out from a corner. Who knew that as soon as he rushed out, he saw Zhan Feng and others surrounded.
And they just happened to rush into the encirclement.
"How could it be? How could it be such a coincidence that there are so many people in black robes here..." Qian Yisen was desperate.
When they were outside in the desert, the sand monster didn't kill them, so they thought they would be safe once they arrived at Zhengyitang's territory. Who knew the real danger had only begun now!
Why is this happening?
They just come here to sell some things and earn some cultivation resources!
Nothing happens usually, but this time, something like this happened?
Qian Yu's body was trembling a little. His father held his hand, which kept shaking. His face became paler and his lips were bloodless.
She had never seen such a large-scale killing.
Moreover, each of these men in black robes carries a strong evil aura.
I don’t know how many lives were killed to create such evil aura.
Who are these people?
Why is there such a massacre for no reason?
"Two more came to our door, they are really interesting." Meng Long looked back at Qian Yisen and Qian Yu and sneered.
Turning around, he no longer looked at Zhan Feng and others, but squinted his eyes and said, "Let's have some appetizers first! How do you plan to die?"
He kept walking forward and looking at Qian Yisen and Qian Yu, the grin on his face became more and more terrifying.
The two of them were so frightened by his breath that their legs became weak and they even forgot to escape.
As Meng Long continued to approach, Wang Shuo, not far away, suddenly said: "That's enough!"
"Um?"
Meng Long turned around and looked at Wang Shuo. He did not recognize this strange man.
Wang Shuo changed his face and hid his aura. Let alone Meng Long, even if they came here as the master of the palace, they wouldn't recognize him!
They don't have the ability to see through Wang Shuo yet.
"Did you speak just now?" Meng Long stared at Wang Shuo with a strange look on his face.
When Qian Yisen and Qian Yu saw Wang Shuo, they rushed over as if they had seen a life-saving straw: "Senior...Senior, it's great that you are here, woo woo."
They were really frightened and stunned.
The sudden massacre here caught everyone by surprise.
"Oh? Senior?" Meng Long smiled. The aura he felt was only that of an early saint. In other words, this man only had the cultivation level of an early saint.
And the two quasi-sages saw a monk who was in the early stage of sainthood and called out to his seniors, thinking that they were saved. Could it be that these two people thought that an early stage saint could save them in the hands of a group of monks who were half-step to sainthood or even in the early stage of sainthood?
Can't leave?
"Hahaha! It's interesting, senior, this person is actually a senior?" Meng Long smiled, very happily.
It was like hearing the funniest joke.
He hasn't been this happy for a long time.
"Because you made me so happy today, I will give you a quick death. Don't worry, there won't be any pain. In an instant, you will die!" Meng Long's mouth corners slightly raised, the sword in his hand
, has burst into amazing luster!
"I can only throw one sword. If you can resist, I will turn around and leave." Meng Long opened his mouth and raised the sword in his hand as if to tease.
This sword brings together the laws of his Great Way, the Great Way of Holy Enlightenment. Although there are no three thousand laws, it has evolved its own laws to the extreme.
Not even Zhan Feng could withstand this sword, let alone an early saint and two quasi-sages?
No one goes to see them anymore.
Not only Meng Long, but also the group of men in black robes under Meng Long.
These three people are certain to die.
Boom~
The sword light suddenly slashed out at the moment everyone turned around!
But the explosion they imagined did not sound.
The sword light seemed to hit the water without any movement.
No, even if it hits the water, you can at least hear the sound of water. However, the sword that is being slashed out now is silent, which makes people feel particularly weird.
Everyone turned around hesitantly and looked at where the three people were.
Everything remains the same, nothing has changed.
The sword that struck out, the rioting breath, energy, and laws all disappeared, as if they had never appeared.
"this……"
A group of men in black robes looked at each other in confusion.
Could it be that the sword he wielded just now was not slashed out, but retracted by himself?
Otherwise, how could this happen?
This is somewhat confusing and unreasonable.
After all, who can be killed by a sword in the hands of a monk in the early stage of the Holy Saint, but not even a ripple is caused, right?
Even if the palace master comes, he can't do this method!
Therefore, they were sure that Meng Long should have taken back the law, otherwise this situation would not have happened.
They looked at Meng Long, hoping that Meng Long would respond to them.
I also hope that Meng Long can really use his sword to kill the 'ants' in front of him.