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Chen Fan said coldly, "Dealing with Hei Wuchang is naturally not the responsibility of one place. Once Hei Wuchang is allowed to act unscrupulously on the Northern Tribulation Star, any place he can reach may become an area where he can wreak havoc."
Ge Yunfan understood.
Chang Sihai said at this time, "Don't worry about those trivial matters. The most important thing now is how to attract Hei Wuchang's attention to us!"
Not far away, dozens of three-flowered warriors headed by Hou Zhong were firing Taoist spells frequently, attacking one after another, all aimed at Hei Wuchang who was standing in mid-air.
This was also the first time Chen Fan saw Hei Wuchang.
His figure is not much different from that of Bai Wuchang. Apart from his black clothes, his complexion is very pale, and his face has a sense of facial features that are gathered together.
Just one glance at it gives people a cold and difficult feeling.
In his hand was a weapon that looked like a mourning stick, with gusts of sinister wind blowing from it, standing in the air. His eyes kept scanning over the dozens of Three Flowers Gathering masters, with deep disdain flashing in his eyes.
Hou Zhong faced Hei Wuchang, and his fighting spirit was at its peak.
"Aim all at this monster and hit me!"
Dozens of three-flower masters gathered together to attack at the same time.
More than a dozen rays of sword light were directed at Hei Wuchang almost simultaneously.
In addition, there were several palm prints that circled behind Hei Wuchang, attacking silently.
What caught Chen Fan's attention the most was a few small invisible hidden weapons, which actually had a hint of sharpness, flickered and shot towards Hei Wuchang's fatal position quickly.
In an instant, the spiritual energy rolled, and rays of light suddenly appeared. The palm prints carried the sound of hunting wind, covering up those fatal sneak attacks without leaving any trace.
Hei Wuchang stood quietly in mid-air as if he had not seen the existence of those hidden weapons at all.
But the sneer on his face grew stronger.
The moment countless attacks approached the surface of Hei Wuchang's body, Hei Wuchang suddenly disappeared from the place.
All the hidden weapons and palm prints, including the sword rays that were rushing toward him, fell into vain instantly.
At this moment, Hei Wuchang suddenly appeared behind several three-flower gathering masters holding long swords.
The mourning stick in his hand suddenly shook open, and a black mist quickly shot out.
Sharp black arrows formed rapidly.
Tsk tsk tsk!
Several arrows directly penetrated the bodies of several cultivators.
Even the souls had no time to escape. Hei Wuchang waved the mourning stick in his hand again, and a black mist rolled up the bodies of several people. By the time the corpses landed on the ground, they had already turned into mummies.
In just a few face-to-face encounters, most of the three-flower gathering masters summoned by Hou Zhong were killed or injured.
boom!
Hou Zhong also sensed that something was not going well and struck directly with his palm.
Together with the dozen or so masters of the Three Flowers Gathering around him, they activated their Taoist skills at the same time and pressed down on Hei Wuchang's head.
A strong wind swept through, and wind blades cut through the air, making a rustling sound.
In the sky, there are stormy clouds, dark clouds rolling, and even among the rolling clouds, there are faint flashes of lightning and thunder.
With a rumble, a bolt of lightning struck directly at Hei Wuchang below.
At this moment, Hei Wuchang's face became a little more cautious. While quickly dodging, he did not forget to swing the mourning stick and strike out with a counterattack.
There were several puffs of sound.
Several more figures fell from mid-air.
Swallowed up by the black mist, when the body landed on the ground, it still turned into several dark mummies.
"Hei Wuchang, but evil people from outside the area dare to run wild on our Northern Tribulation Star?"
Hou Zhong shouted loudly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly released thousands of auspicious colors.
A sword light pierced directly in front of Hei Wuchang.
Hei Wuchang didn't seem to care, and just waved the mourning stick at will, intending to intercept the sword light fired by Hou Zhong.
On the mourning stick, the black mist condensed to the point of being almost substantial, forming a defensive layer in front of him out of thin air.
But I didn't expect that the sword light flashed through the black mist without any hindrance, and penetrated a hole the size of a fist in the black mist.
Sensing something was wrong, Hei Wuchang quickly dodged.
It's just that it was too mountainous at this time, and it was too late. The sword light directly pierced Hei Wuchang's left arm and penetrated from the shoulder blade on the back, and the sword light quickly disappeared.
At this time, this Hei Wuchang no longer had the calmness and calmness he had just now, and his face suddenly became ferocious and terrifying.
"A mere weakling on the North Tribulation Star dares to hurt my true body. I will let you die today without a burial place!"
Hei Wuchang was so angry that a black energy shot straight into the sky.
In an instant, black mist rolled between the sky and the earth, covering the cultivators standing opposite and the Hou Tombs together.
The mourning stick in Hei Wuchang's hand shook repeatedly, and black arrows penetrated into the thick black mist like locusts.
ah!
Ah!
There was a continuous scream, one after another.
Chen Fan, who was not far away, changed his expression and said in a low voice, "Elder Chang, Hei Wuchang has been angered. I'm afraid the battle is about to end. It's time for us to take action!"
From the moment Chen Fan arrived, he had been waiting for the best opportunity to take action.
It's not that Chen Fan doesn't want to join forces with these people brought by Hou Zhong, but the attack methods of these people are simply too bad. Although they are acting together under Hou Zhong's order, the rhythm is inconsistent.
This gave Hei Wuchang enough opportunities to react and dodge.
In the blink of an eye, the three-flower gathering masters invited by Hou Zhong suffered numerous casualties, more than thirty of them were injured, and all of them perished. Even their souls had no chance to escape.
Before Chen Fan could finish his words, a shadow pierced through the black fog and fled towards the sky.
In front of the shadow, a sword light pierced the sky.
Chen Fan frowned, especially when Hou Zhong penetrated Hei Wuchang's shoulder blade with his sword, he had already discovered that Hou Zhong was using the Kunlun Sword Sect's most precious sword, the Zhuxian Sword.
If he hadn't used the Zhen Sect's treasure, Hou Zhong's little strength wouldn't have been enough to hurt Hei Wuchang.
Seeing Hou Zhong escape with the help of the Zhuxian Sword, Hei Wuchang was also angered. He used his moves one after another, and the three-flower gathering strong men trapped in the black mist were defeated by Hei Wuchang's attacks one after another.
Chen Fan realized that he could not delay like this any longer.
boom!
Chen Fan clenched his palms tightly and turned them into fists. With a fist that was more than one foot wide, he waved towards Hei Wuchang.
The punch hit Hei Wuchang right in the back of the heart.
This situation made Hei Wuchang very angry.
In just a moment, Hei Wuchang had been attacked twice in succession, and his body was actually hit, causing considerable damage to his body.
Seeing Chen Fan and Chang Sihai, Hei Wuchang looked gloomy and snorted coldly, "Are you guys also trying to kill me?"
Chen Fan suddenly bared his teeth and smiled, "Hei Wuchang, this is not outside your territory. Now that you are here, how about you show off your most advanced combat power and have a showdown?"