After a while, a sturdy middle-aged man appeared in front of the pretty good-looking young female disciple of the Wan Teng Sect.
"Senior brother, you are finally here. Do you know that I almost never saw you again!" The pretty good-looking young female disciple of the Wan Teng Sect stood up and hugged just now.
The sturdy middle-aged man appeared and said with a very sad expression.
"Junior sister, what happened?" the sturdy middle-aged man asked anxiously.
"Just now, there was a disciple from the Demon Sealing Valley whose strength seemed to be only five levels and nine stars, but his real combat power may have reached six levels and one star. I was no match for him. I almost burned my own essence and wanted to die with him!"
The pretty good-looking young female disciple from the Wan Teng Sect briefly described what she had just experienced with a sad look on her face.
"It's all senior brother's fault. You came late. Fortunately, you're okay!" The sturdy middle-aged man said very remorsefully. He was very glad that his junior sister did not burn the origin.
After the two brothers and sisters exchanged some love words, they gradually remembered that they were on the battlefield.
The fairly good-looking young female disciple of the Wan Teng Sect broke away from her senior brother's arms with great reluctance.
The sturdy middle-aged man from the Wan Teng Sect also knew that it was not the right time to do such a thing, so he stopped thinking and clenched his fists.
"Junior sister, let's get out of here quickly, some other brothers and sisters still need help!" He gently stroked his junior sister's hair, and then said slowly.
"Yeah." The pretty good-looking young female disciple from the Wan Teng Sect nodded and said yes.
"Hey, what's going on?"
She wanted to recall her weapon, the pink satin. But she found that she couldn't recall it!
She looked at her piece of pink satin, which was not far away. What was going on? Why couldn't she get it back?
She felt very unbelievable in her heart, why her weapons didn't obey her orders.
"Could it be the dark aura of the disciple from the Demon-Sealing Valley?" She looked at her weapon carefully, and she saw that the plain-looking one from the Demon-Sealing Valley still vaguely remained on her pink satin.
The middle-aged disciple radiated black energy and murmured.
"Junior sister, why don't you leave?" The sturdy middle-aged man from the Wan Teng Sect asked in surprise when he saw his junior sister standing motionless.
"Brother, I can't take back my weapons!" The pretty good-looking young female disciple of the Wan Teng Sect said helplessly.
"What's going on? Isn't your weapon right there?" the sturdy middle-aged man from the Wan Teng Sect asked very curiously.
"Hey, there is some black energy wrapped around it!" His cultivation level was relatively advanced, so he could see at a glance that there was a trace of black energy wrapped around his junior sister's weapon, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh.
His cultivation level has reached the sixth level and seven stars, and he is considered one of the most powerful people on this battlefield.
"Yes, senior brother, it's because of the black energy that I can't recall my weapons!" said the pretty good-looking young female disciple of the Wan Teng Sect.
"Oh, that's it. Let me give it a try."
The sturdy middle-aged man from the Wan Teng Sect agreed, then raised the sledgehammer in his hand and smashed it at his junior sister's weapon.
Just when the sturdy middle-aged man from the Wan Teng Sect was about to hit his junior sister's weapon with his sledgehammer, the black energy seemed to have spirituality, and it quickly gathered together, and then left
Shake right and disappear!
After the sturdy middle-aged man from the Wan Teng Sect saw the black energy disappear, he quickly controlled his sledgehammer and stopped it.
"receive!"
The two brothers and sisters said the word "accept" in unison and summoned their weapons.
After taking back their weapons, the two of them walked side by side to start the next battle.
…
"Madman, madman, there is another madman!" A middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance shouted in panic while running quickly.
He is the ordinary-looking middle-aged disciple from the Demon-Sealing Valley who just fought with the pretty good-looking young female disciple from the Wan Teng Sect.
He still looked terrified and ran forward in a daze. He was already sweating profusely.
Obviously, he has not woken up from that kind of fright. The action of the pretty young female disciple of Wan Teng Sect who wanted to burn his origin just now really frightened him!
In fact, we can't blame him. No matter who is suddenly faced with a life or death crisis at that time, will there be no sequelae?
He now dares to force some female monks to have sex with him. He is very courageous.
If it were anyone else, they might never dare to do this again, or even approach a female monk!
The plain-looking middle-aged disciple of the Demon-Sealing Valley was running too fast, and he was running at his own ultimate speed, so he was now out of breath.
His running speed gradually slowed down, until after about twenty breaths, he couldn't run anymore and stopped.
"Haha, I didn't expect to meet you in this state. It seems that your death has come!" Not far from the ordinary-looking middle-aged disciple in the Demon Sealing Valley, a handsome young man smiled.
He said.
This handsome young man is the sixth-level, one-star middle-aged man from the Demon Sealing Valley who used the power of his soul to suppress the Wan Teng Sect's reconnaissance force.
"I really didn't expect that you would be tortured like this by a dead woman!" The elegant young man said in disbelief after hearing the words of the ordinary-looking middle-aged disciple from the Demon Sealing Valley.
"Let me end your painful life!" He murmured again.
"Hoo ho... where is the madman? The madman is finally gone!" The plain-looking middle-aged disciple from the Demon Sealing Valley gasped for air. After running so far, he seemed to have finally regained some consciousness, and he shouted loudly
said.
He was very lucky that he was already far away from the pretty good-looking young female disciple of Wan Teng Sect.
"I finally escaped. I will never go out to fight with the young female disciples of the Wan Teng Sect. Those female disciples of the Wan Teng Sect must be such lunatics." He murmured to himself.
He looked around and found that there was no one else within fifty feet, so he sat down cross-legged on the spot.
"ah……"
Just when he was about to adjust his breath to regain his strength, suddenly a very powerful soul force suppressed him, and he let out a scream.
Obviously, just when he was about to adjust his breath, the handsome young man from the Demon-Sealing Valley had already suppressed him with the power of his soul.
The plain-looking middle-aged disciple in the Demon-Sealing Valley didn't realize that someone was next to him and had no time to defend himself. Moreover, the soul power of the handsome young man was stronger than his. I don't know.
How many times, so he was directly suppressed to death by the soul power of that handsome young man.
The soul power of the handsome young man from the Demon Sealing Valley has reached the level of an eighth-level monk. But the soul power of the ordinary-looking middle-aged disciple from the Demon Sealing Valley is only at the fifth level.
Therefore, it is only natural that the ordinary-looking middle-aged disciple of the Demon Sealing Valley was suppressed to death by the graceful young man with the power of his soul.
At this time, a buzzing sound came from the head of the ordinary-looking middle-aged disciple of Sealing Demon Valley. He felt that the sky was dark, the earth was shaking, and everything he saw was blurred.
His head was so swollen and painful that it seemed like it was going to explode. He held his head in his hands and squatted on the ground.
After a while, he was rolling on the ground while screaming in pain.
"That's all, I just use people's money to eliminate disasters. For the sake of the people who are also in Feng Mo Valley, I will give you a good time!" The handsome young man from Feng Mo Valley looked very painful.
The plain-looking middle-aged disciple from the Demon-Sealing Valley spoke slowly.
As he finished speaking, an even more powerful soul force emitted from his body, pressing towards the ordinary-looking middle-aged disciple from the Demon-Sealing Valley.
"ah……"
The plain-looking middle-aged disciple of the Demon Sealing Valley really couldn't bear the suppression of such a powerful soul power. As the very powerful soul power pressed towards him again, he screamed loudly.
Afterwards, he passed out.
Obviously, when the handsome young man from Feng Mo Valley used all his soul power to suppress the ordinary-looking middle-aged disciple from Feng Mo Valley, the ordinary-looking middle-aged disciple from Feng Mo Valley
The disciples couldn't bear it at all.
"Being able to die without knowing it is the last mercy I can give you." The handsome young man from Feng Mo Valley looked at the ordinary-looking middle-aged disciple from Feng Mo Valley who had passed out.
He spoke slowly.
As he finished speaking, a very sharp dagger suddenly appeared in his hand.
Holding a dagger in his hand, he slowly walked towards the ordinary-looking middle-aged disciple from the Demon Sealing Valley who had passed out.
"Remember the lessons of this life. If you have another life, never offend someone you can't afford to offend. Beautiful women are not something a weakling like you can get your hands on." He murmured again.
"For the sake of being a disciple of the Demon-Sealing Valley, I will leave you with a complete body!"
The handsome young man from the Demon-Sealing Valley slashed the throat of the ordinary-looking middle-aged disciple from the Demon-Sealing Valley who passed out.
He did not cut off the head of the ordinary-looking middle-aged disciple of the Demon Sealing Valley.
A whole body was left.
As the dagger of the handsome young man from Sealing Demon Valley scratched the throat of the ordinary-looking middle-aged disciple from Sealing Demon Valley who had passed out, the ordinary-looking middle-aged disciple from Sealing Demon Valley
Dark black blood flowed from the disciple's throat.
But this strange phenomenon was not noticed by the handsome young man from Feng Mo Valley.
The handsome young man from Sealing Demon Valley just felt that his deal was completed, so he quickly turned around and left.
With the departure of the handsome young man from Sealing Demon Valley, the place became very quiet again.
Even though this was originally the place where people from Feng Mo Valley and Wan Teng Sect fought, there was no one within a hundred feet of it.
The plain-looking middle-aged disciple from the Demon-Sealing Valley still had dark black blood flowing from his throat.
But at this time, he had no breathing, no heartbeat, and no pulse.
He was really killed with a dagger by that handsome young man from Sealing Demon Valley.
"Chi."
A cloud of black energy suddenly appeared next to the body of the ordinary-looking middle-aged disciple from the Demon Sealing Valley.
This group of black energy was the same group of black energy that the ordinary-looking middle-aged disciple from the Demon-Sealing Valley used to block the eye-spelling technique of the fairly good-looking young female disciple of the Wan Teng Sect.
This mass of black energy suddenly disappeared just as it was about to be attacked with a sledgehammer by the sturdy middle-aged man from the Wan Teng Sect.
Unexpectedly, this black energy could actually find this ordinary-looking middle-aged disciple from the Demon-Sealing Valley.
Obviously, there must be some very close connection between this mass of black energy and this ordinary-looking middle-aged disciple from Sealing Demon Valley.
"Humph, what a waste, he was killed so easily!" The black energy suddenly transformed into the face of a handsome middle-aged man, and then he said!
This mass of black energy can actually transform into a human face, and it can also speak.
"I have taught you my unique secret technique for five years, and you have achieved a little success. I didn't expect you to be killed." A middle-aged man with a handsome face was transformed into a black energy.
with a very angry face.
"What a waste. I was killed just after I left for a while." The handsome middle-aged man continued to say.
"Then make your final contribution to me!"
As the handsome middle-aged man spoke, he opened his mouth wide and sucked on the body of the ordinary-looking middle-aged disciple from the Demon Sealing Valley.
As he inhaled like this, traces of black air visible to the naked eye floated toward his mouth from the body of the ordinary-looking middle-aged disciple from Sealing Demon Valley.
There wasn't much black energy visible to the naked eye, and it was instantly absorbed by the handsome middle-aged man's face.
As the traces of black energy visible to the naked eye were absorbed by the handsome middle-aged man's face, the body of the ordinary-looking middle-aged disciple from Sealing Demon Valley quickly turned into dust.
"How come you only have so little nutrients!" After sucking in the traces of visible black energy emanating from the corpse of the ordinary-looking middle-aged disciple from the Demon-Sealing Valley, the handsome-looking middle-aged man licked his face.
Licking his tongue, he said very unhappily.
"It seems that I have to find the next person suitable for me to be parasitized immediately."
As the handsome middle-aged man finished speaking, he turned into a ball of black energy and quickly disappeared.
…
On the battlefield, where the disciples of the Demon Sealing Valley and the disciples of the Wan Teng Sect fought fiercely.
The five disciples from Sealing Demon Valley who had been kicked out of the reconnaissance force by the Great Elder were still there fighting perfunctorily with the fourth-level disciples of Wan Teng Sect.
Their opponents were five young fourth-level nine-star disciples of the Wan Teng Sect.
Among the five young disciples of the fourth level and nine stars of the Wan Teng Sect, there is a girl holding a green long sword, a young man holding a broadsword, a young man holding a Fangtian painted halberd, and a young man holding a sword.
A young man with a spear, and a young man with a big hammer.
Obviously, the five people in the Demon Sealing Valley just plan to waste time here, and when the time is up, they will go back home.
"Boy, why do you have to work so hard? We are just here to have fun, and we will go back later!" The captain of the team from Sealing Demon Valley showed a helpless look, facing a fourth-level member of Wan Teng Sect.
Said the young disciple of Jiuxing who was holding the Fang Tian Painting Halberd.
He had to feel helpless! The young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect who was fighting him was attacking him randomly as if he was desperate for his life.
He originally just wanted to play with the young disciple of Wan Teng Sect holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, but he did not expect that this young disciple of Wan Teng Sect holding Fang Tian's painted halberd was very desperate.
Even without using his true strength, he felt that it was a bit difficult to fight against this young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect who was holding a Fangtian painted halberd.
…
Not far away from where the young disciple of Wan Teng Sect holding Fang Tian's painted halberd was fighting with the captain of this team from Sealing Demon Valley.
A member of this team from Sealing Demon Valley was fighting with a young disciple from Wan Teng Sect who was holding a big hammer.
With the blessing of that very mysterious formation, the members of this small team in the Demon-Sealing Valley now have a combat power that is comparable to that of an ordinary sixth-order one-star monk. They are obviously able to deal with a fourth-order nine-star monk with ease.
The middle-aged disciples of the Demon-Sealing Valley did not engage in a head-on battle with the young disciples of the Wan Teng Sect holding big hammers.
As soon as he saw the young disciple of Wan Teng Sect holding a big hammer hitting him with the big hammer in his hand, he used the speed of a sixth-order, one-star monk and quickly dodged the big hammer.
"Are you born in the year of the rat? Why do you only know how to dodge?" When the young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect holding a big hammer saw that his big hammer could not reach the corner of his opponent's clothes, he became angry.
said.
Maybe it was because he was so angry that his words were a little unclear.
He couldn't help but be angry because this middle-aged disciple from Feng Mo Valley was always dodging. He continuously hit the middle-aged disciple from Feng Mo Valley with a hammer many times but failed to hit the hem of this middle-aged disciple from Feng Mo Valley.
"Boy, you can't even touch the corner of my clothes, so what are you talking about?" The middle-aged disciple from Feng Mo Valley didn't hear clearly the young disciple from Wan Teng Sect holding a big hammer.
After what he said, he slowly asked.
He only saw the young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect holding a big hammer opening his mouth as if to say something, and then he heard the young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect holding a big hammer making a sound that he could not hear clearly.
"I said... are you... of... the... old... rat...?" After hearing the words of the middle-aged disciple from the Demon-Sealing Valley, the young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect holding a big hammer asked
Said word for word.
"Haha, as long as you can touch the corner of my clothes, I will belong to whatever you say I belong to." The middle-aged disciple of the Demon Sealing Valley laughed loudly, and then said in a very cheerful tone.
Obviously, he was teasing the young disciple of Wan Teng Sect who was holding a big hammer.
He thought that with his current speed, which was comparable to that of an ordinary sixth-order, one-star monk, this young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect with a big hammer would not be able to touch the hem of his clothes.
"You said it yourself, don't default on your debt when the time comes." After hearing what the middle-aged disciple from the Demon Sealing Valley said, the young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect holding a big hammer said very excitedly.
Although he knew that the middle-aged disciple from the Demon-Sealing Valley in front of him was very powerful, he still had a certain degree of confidence that he could get by his clothes.
…
Not far from the place where the young disciples of the Wan Teng Sect with big hammers fought with the middle-aged disciples of the Demon-Sealing Valley.
The girl from the Wan Teng Sect holding a green sword was fighting with a middle-aged disciple from the Demon-Sealing Valley.
She is very cute and beautiful. You can imagine that she will be a great beauty when she grows up.
At this time, her face was very solemn, and the hand holding the green sword was still trembling slightly.
Obviously, she was having a very difficult time fighting the middle-aged disciples of the Demon-Sealing Valley.
"Little girl, I think you should go back and stop fighting." The middle-aged disciple from Feng Mo Valley waved his hand to the girl from Wan Teng Sect holding a green sword and said in a persuasive tone.
Listening to the tone of this middle-aged disciple from Feng Mo Valley, it seems that he is unwilling to fight with the girl from Wan Teng Sect holding a green sword.
However, the girl from the Wan Teng Sect holding a green sword didn't seem to hear what he said and still rushed towards him quickly.
"You little girl, why are you disobedient?" The middle-aged disciple of the Demon Sealing Valley said helplessly when he saw the girl from the Wan Teng Sect holding a green sword rushing towards him again.
This time he did not summon a protective layer to protect himself, but directly used a speed comparable to that of an ordinary sixth-level one-star monk to avoid the attack of the girl holding a green sword from the Wan Teng Sect.
He was afraid that the counter-shock force of the protective layer he had summoned would injure the girl holding the turquoise sword of the Wan Teng Sect.
…
Not far from the place where the girl holding a green sword from the Wan Teng Sect was fighting with the middle-aged disciple from the Demon Sealing Valley.
A young disciple from the Wan Teng Sect holding a broadsword was fighting with another middle-aged disciple from the Demon Sealing Valley.
"Bang……"
The young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect with a big sword slashed at the protective layer summoned by the middle-aged disciple of the Demon Sealing Valley, making a huge noise.
There was not even a single crack in the protective layer summoned by the middle-aged disciple of the Demon-Sealing Valley, but the young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect was ejected by the counter-shock force of the protective layer.
The young disciple of Wan Teng Sect holding a big sword took more than ten steps back before he managed to stabilize his body.
"Huhu..."
The young disciple of Wan Teng Sect holding a big sword gasped for air.
At this time, his clothes were already wet with his own sweat, and his face was still red and hot due to the high temperature of his body.
In just a few short breaths, he slashed more than a hundred knives at the middle-aged disciple of the Demon-Sealing Valley.
Moreover, every slash he made was done with all his strength, especially the last slash he made, which can be said to be his strongest slash.
The power unleashed by the last sword attack would probably require even a fifth-level, one-star monk to block it with all his strength.
But his more than a hundred swords and even the last and strongest sword had no effect on the protective layer summoned by the disciples of the Demon-Sealing Valley whose combat power was comparable to that of ordinary sixth-level one-star warriors.
"The murderous aura in my body is so strong at a young age, and it will be worse when I grow up!" The middle-aged disciple from the Demon Sealing Valley said in a lecturing tone to the young disciple from the Wan Teng Sect who was holding a big sword.
In his opinion, this young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect with a broadsword was quick to strike with his sword and full of killing intent. This was not an attack that an ordinary young man could make.
So he had to marvel at the strength of this young disciple of Wan Teng Sect with a big sword, but he did not show it.
"Who are the disciples of Wan Teng Sect? Although this little kid only has a fourth-order nine-star cultivation level, his combat power is comparable to that of an ordinary fifth-order one-star monk!" He murmured.
.
His own strength is level five and one star, and he knows the ordinary monks of level five and one star very well.
In his opinion, the combat effectiveness of this young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect with a broadsword is completely comparable to that of an ordinary fifth-level, one-star monk.
"Little baby, I see you are tired too. Just stand there and rest, and don't disturb me." The middle-aged disciple from the Demon Sealing Valley waved his hand to the young disciple from the Wan Teng Sect holding a big sword.
Finally, he spoke slowly.
The young disciple of Wan Teng Sect holding a broadsword looked at the middle-aged disciple of Demon Sealing Valley with wide eyes.
Obviously, he couldn't believe what he heard from the middle-aged disciple of Demon Sealing Valley.
But he was really tired, and he really didn't have the energy to fight anymore.
So he sat down cross-legged on the spot, but he did not adjust his own state, but always looked at the middle-aged disciples in the Demon Sealing Valley.
Obviously, his vigilance is very high, and he is always on guard against the middle-aged disciples of Demon Sealing Valley.
"Oh, I didn't expect that you, a little kid, would be quite alert!"
When the middle-aged disciple of the Demon-Sealing Valley saw that the young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect holding a broadsword did not meditate and adjust his breath to restore his strength after hearing his words, but sat down to rest and kept watching him, he
He sighed.
"Don't worry, little baby, I won't take action against you. You can adjust your breath by yourself. Your ability to adjust your breath should be restored faster." He continued.
After hearing the words of the middle-aged disciple from Sealing Demon Valley, the young disciple of Wan Teng Sect holding a broadsword frowned, but did not speak.
He didn't listen to the middle-aged disciple of Sealing Demon Valley and asked himself to relax and adjust his breath. He just sat there and rested, always watching the middle-aged disciple of Sealing Demon Valley.
"Oh, hey, it's up to you. You can do whatever you like." The middle-aged disciple from Feng Mo Valley said helplessly after seeing the young disciple from Wan Teng Sect holding a big sword turning a deaf ear to his words.
…
Not far from the place where the young disciples of the Wan Teng Sect holding a broadsword fought with the middle-aged disciples of the Demon-Sealing Valley.
A young disciple from the Wan Teng Sect holding a spear was fighting with another middle-aged disciple from the Demon Sealing Valley.
"ah!"
The young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect holding a spear struggled to stab the middle-aged disciple of the Demon Sealing Valley.
Just when his spear was about to hit the middle-aged disciple of Feng Mo Valley, the middle-aged disciple of Feng Mo Valley immediately used his speed to get out of the way, which was comparable to an ordinary sixth-order, one-star monk.
"Huhu..."
The blow missed, and the young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect holding the spear stood on the spot, without even taking back his posture, and started breathing heavily.
After a while, he took back his posture, took back his gun, and stood beside him.
"Boy, I think your speed is not good enough!" the middle-aged disciple from Sealing Demon Valley said lightly.
"You shameless bastard, you still said I'm not fast enough. You don't know how many levels and stars your own cultivation level is!"
After the young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect holding a spear heard the words of the middle-aged disciple of the Demon Sealing Valley, he couldn't help but cursed the middle-aged disciple of the Demon Sealing Valley.
"Oh, why don't you learn well at such a young age, and you start cursing people!" After the middle-aged disciple of the Demon Sealing Valley heard the young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect holding a spear scolding him, his eyes widened.
said.
He really didn't expect that the young disciple of Wan Teng Sect holding a spear in front of him would actually curse him.
But he wasn't angry either. In the end, there was even a smile on his face.
Because he thought of his younger brother. Back then, he relied on his own cultivation to be much better than his younger brother, so he often "bullied" his younger brother. When his younger brother was "bullied" by him, he also scolded him in the same way.
It was precisely because he remembered some interesting past events that he suddenly laughed.
"I really didn't expect that you can actually use the Jijiang technique!" The middle-aged disciple of the Demon Sealing Valley sighed after waking up from his memories.
"Let's do this. I will use my fifth-level and two-star combat power. If you can break through the protective layer I summoned with my fifth-level and two-star strength, then you will win." He then said.
"Okay." The young disciple of Wan Teng Sect holding a spear nodded and said loudly.
"Hey, you agreed so readily, is it possible that this kid can really explode into a fifth-level and two-star combat power!" The middle-aged disciple in Wan Tengzhong said in surprise.
In his expectation, the young disciple of Wan Teng Sect holding a spear would still scold him for being shameless.
Because his younger brother was like this, but he was very surprised when he found that the young disciple of Wan Teng Sect holding a spear did not do this.
…
Not far from where the young disciples of the Wan Teng Sect holding spears and the middle-aged disciples of the Demon Sealing Valley were fighting.
"Boy, I told you, don't work so hard, let's fight slowly!" The captain of the team from Sealing Demon Valley said to the young disciple of Wan Teng Sect holding the Fang Tian Painted Halberd who was attacking him again.
"Bang……"
Just as the captain of the team from Sealing Demon Valley was speaking, the protective layer in front of his body made another loud noise.
The young disciple of Wan Teng Sect holding Fang Tian's painted halberd used Fang Tian's painted halberd to hit his protective layer again.
Although the young disciple of Wan Teng Sect holding Fang Tian's Painted Halberd used Fang Tian's Painted Halberd to chop down the protective layer of the captain of the team in the Demon-Sealing Valley, it did not leave the slightest trace on the protective layer.
But the captain of the team in Sealing Demon Valley still looked ugly. He felt that the young disciple of Wan Teng Sect holding Fang Tian's painted halberd was too difficult to deal with, and he was exhausted from just defending.
He was in a good mood, but now it's gone all of a sudden.
"I'm telling you, I'm going to get angry if you do this again, and I'm going to use all my strength!" The captain of this team from Feng Mo Valley saw that this young disciple from Feng Tian Hua Ji was unwilling to give up, and he became very angry.
said angrily.
"You who sealed the Demon Valley and came to attack me, the Wan Teng Sect, all deserve to die!" The young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect holding the Fangtian Painted Halberd shouted loudly.
There was also a very angry look on his face, and he stared at the captain of the team in the Demon Sealing Valley with wide eyes.
If eyes widened enough to kill people, then the captain of the team from the Demon Sealing Valley must have been stared to death by the young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect holding the Fang Tian Painted Halberd!
"Hey, little brother, if we have something to say, let's talk it over. Don't get excited, don't get excited!" The captain of this small team in Sealing Demon Valley stared at the young disciple of Wan Teng Sect holding Fang Tian's painted halberd.
After looking at him, he said quickly.
He was afraid that if he spoke too slowly, he would be stared at by the young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect holding the Fang Tian Painted Halberd.
"There's nothing to say." The young disciple in Wan Tengzhong, holding the Fangtian Painted Halberd, roared loudly again.
As he finished speaking, he raised the Fang Tian Painted Halberd in his hand and slashed at the protective layer summoned by the captain of the team in the Demon Sealing Valley.
"I came to attack your Wan Teng Sect but I was forced to do so. I didn't want to come either!" The captain of this small team in the Demon Sealing Valley saw the young disciple of Wan Teng Sect holding Fang Tian's painted halberd and used Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand.
The Tian Hua Ji slashed at him, and he said helplessly.
Originally, as a fifth-order and two-star monk, this situation would not happen to him, not to mention that now, with the blessing of the very mysterious formation in the Demon Sealing Valley, his own strength has been greatly improved to six levels.
Logically speaking, it is impossible to be afraid of the crazy attack of a fourth-level nine-star monk at the peak of one-star level.
But he himself didn't know why, but when he saw the eyes of the young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect holding the Fangtian Painted Halberd, he felt a creepy feeling in his heart.
Under this creepy feeling, he even forgot that he now had the combat power of a peak sixth-order, one-star monk, and even more so, he forgot that he was a fifth-order, two-star monk.
In the end, he didn't know how to counterattack at all, and he only knew how to rely on the protective layer he had just summoned to defend himself.
"Bang……"
The Fang Tian Painted Halberd of the young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect who was holding the Fang Tian Painted Halberd hit the protective layer of the captain of the team in the Demon Sealing Valley, making a huge noise.
"Little brother, stop cutting me and stop glaring at me! Ever since I was forced to attack your Wan Teng Sect, I have never hurt anyone from your Wan Teng Sect!"
The captain of this small team in the Demon Sealing Valley was probably really frightened by the look in the eyes of the young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect holding the Fangtian Painted Halberd. He seemed to be begging for mercy and looked at the Wan Teng Sect's holding
Fang Tian Hua Ji's young disciple said.
Moreover, the captain of this small team in Sealing Demon Valley seemed to be clarifying the fact that he had not harmed anyone from the Wan Teng Sect, in order to weaken the anger of the Wan Teng Sect's young disciple holding Fang Tian's painted halberd against him.
So that the young disciple of Wan Teng Sect holding Fang Tian's painted halberd would stop staring at him with that look.
"Are you telling the truth?" Wan Tengzhong's young disciple holding Fang Tian's painted halberd asked doubtfully after hearing the words of the captain of the team from Sealing Demon Valley.
"Of course it's true. Do I need to lie to you?" the captain of the Demon-Sealing Valley team said helplessly.
"Then why are you still fighting with us?" the young disciple of the Wan Teng Sect holding the Fang Tian Painted Halberd asked with a very puzzled expression.
He seemed to have listened to the explanation given by the captain of the Demon-Sealing Valley team, and he stopped staring.
"Do you think I want to come? If I hadn't been forced to do so, would I have come?" the captain of the team in the Demon-Sealing Valley said very helplessly.
At the end of his sentence, his tone became very serious, until it sounded like a roar.
Obviously, he felt very aggrieved. He felt that it was very unfortunate that he was kicked out of the reconnaissance team in the Demon Sealing Valley by the Great Elder, and he was also sent to the front line to be the first batch of people to attack the Wan Teng Sect.
But he didn't say anything even about these encounters. Maybe he didn't dare to say anything, but he never complained like this.
Now, after he faced the young disciple of Wan Teng Sect holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, he felt that this was the most aggrieved time in his history.
He was so confused by the young disciple of Wan Teng Sect holding Fang Tian's painted halberd that he almost forgot who he was.
After he saw that the young disciple of Wan Teng Sect holding Fang Tian's painted halberd was not glaring at him, he finally vented all his anger through a roar.
"Uh!" After the young disciple of Wan Teng Sect holding Fang Tian's painted halberd heard the almost roaring words of the captain of the team from Sealing Demon Valley, he let out a shocked sound.
His open mouth never closed, and it still remained in a state of shock, because these words were quite shocking to him.
Not to mention, his expression is very cute, and when people see it, they will have the urge to pinch his little face with their hands.