After just one encounter, the group of ghosts and beasts were in chaos, rushing around in all directions.
Like an iron wall, the tide of ghost beasts completely dispersed!
Feng Yang's blood boiled, and he laughed in admiration: "I am older than you, and my level is higher than you, but I am not as good as you. Brother, how do you call me?"
"Wang Cheng." Wang Cheng responded lightly. He turned back and glanced at Rao Yang who was beside Liu Qingrao.
Liu Qingrao was also paying attention to him. Seeing his shocking behavior, she no longer dared to despise this guy. She responded to Wang Cheng with a firm look, and Rao Yang was well protected by him.
Now, the young people present all know that this guy who has been patient in front of the disciples of the Lotus Sect and is considered to be afraid of the sect is actually so brave and resourceful. At least no one here has the courage to dare to do so.
Rush into the beast tide.
"Wang Cheng, I am a disciple of the Qingxian Palace sect in the Northern Wilderness. I came here with the genius of the sect, Fairy Qingxiang. Meeting you today is my biggest gain this time." Feng Yang is a cheerful man, different from his scholarly appearance.
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The young people around him silently remembered this sixth-level mortal warrior named Wang Cheng.
Wang Cheng didn't answer his words, he just charged into the battle and killed the enemy.
"What sect does Brother Wang come from?" Feng Yang felt embarrassed and asked shamelessly.
With Wang Cheng's strength, he wouldn't believe him unless he came from a big family!"
"Rogue cultivator!" Wang Cheng's words made Feng Yang feel like a lump in his throat.
"Since Brother Wang didn't say anything, he must have his own concerns. Let's resist this wave of beasts now!" Feng Yang didn't think that such a strong person would be a casual cultivator.
Not only is he powerful, his fighting spirit and methods are also very ruthless. Only people from a big family can create such a genius.
No longer paying attention to Wang Cheng, everyone began to resist.
The wave of beasts behind Wang Cheng suffered heavy casualties before the beasts dispersed. The number of casualties and casualties of the wave of beasts that Wang Cheng faced were clearly different.
However, casualties will still appear next.
"Save me!" A warrior at the seventh level of the mortal body was bitten by a ghost beast. His body quickly turned black, his eyes were filled with fear, and he was retreating.
"Save him?" The young man beside him shouted in panic and looked at Feng Yang and Wang Cheng.
"Kill!" Feng Yang replied coldly.
However, the young man hesitated too much and was swarmed by two ghost beasts rushing from the side, biting him into pieces in an instant.
This is a wake-up call for everyone.
Wang Cheng's heart was as immovable as a mountain, fighting against a ghost beast at the eighth level of mortal body.
The Swift Wind Technique was used to its extreme, fighting around this ghost beast whose strength was at the ninth level of the mortal realm.
Rushing left and right, the long sword was wiped from the belly of the ghost beast.
The ghost beast was strong and not as agile as its opponent, so it could only endure this blow. It was enraged and wanted to rush into the crowd without hesitation.
Wang Cheng snorted coldly and used the Wind Palm.
"Boom!"
This green-faced and fanged ghost beast was pushed to the ground, and it roared and grabbed Wang Cheng.
Wang Cheng dodged easily, and the long sword in his left hand was blocked by the ghost beast's claws. He turned sideways and came to the head of the ghost beast. The Hidden Sword in his right hand instantly wiped the ghost beast's neck, and the body was separated.
The ghost beast on the ground struggled for a while and died.
He didn't even look at the dead ghost beast on the ground, and continued to look for the next target with an expressionless face.
This scene caught the attention of those who paid attention to him.
This skillful technique, this calm mood in the situation, is just like a strong man who has killed countless ghost beasts.
Suddenly, a warrior next to him was besieged by three ghost beasts, his arm was bitten, and his screams made everyone look at him.
Wang Cheng's expression did not change at all. He climbed over the back of a ghost beast and wiped the warrior's neck with his sword.
Everyone was slightly palpitating.
This guy is decisive and ruthless in his attacks.
"If I am also infected, please kill me." Wang Cheng said coldly.
The battle continues.
The warriors began to suffer heavy casualties.
Some warriors who were accidentally scratched by ghost beasts began to have seizures.
An eighth-level mortal warrior, with his whole body turned black and his eyes scarlet red, roared with bloodthirsty and killed the uninfected warriors beside him.
For a time, the warriors were in chaos.
"Master, is he okay?" Rao Yang was terrified and stared at Wang Cheng closely.
Liu Qingrao gave up her plan to rush to the front because she wanted to protect this girl who was not much older than him. Compared with Wang Cheng's strength, she felt that her role was not as good as protecting Rao Yang.
Once something happens to Rao Yang, she can clearly feel that Wang Cheng will definitely let go of the ghost beast.
It can be seen from the fact that he listened to Rao Yang's words on his back, tolerated the Lotus Sect again and again, and then became ruthless.
Suddenly, Liu Qingrao's expression changed, and a huge crisis struck.
She hugged Rao Yang almost subconsciously and moved forward.
A dagger coated with poison stabbed Rao Yang in the direction where he originally stood.
Liu Qingrao was furious. She turned around and saw that it was Lian Feng who made her disgusted.
"What kind of situation is it now that you want to provoke internal strife?" Her voice was too loud, which attracted the attention of people nearby.
The warriors of his generation were all frightened and furious.
Lian Feng smiled coldly: "What do you mean by the eighth-level mortal warriors of Qingxian Palace not stepping forward to challenge but hiding behind everyone?" He stared at Rao Yang coldly, "This girl is too much trouble, I'll help you clean it up."
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The dagger in his hand released mysterious energy and used martial arts to assassinate Rao Yang.
Liu Qingrao snorted coldly, and with a tactful movement of her delicate hands, she slapped Lian Feng with a gentle force of profound energy.
However, on the other side, Zhang Shui appeared.
His realm is at the same level as Liu Qingrao's, so he is naturally not afraid.
The fierce boxing skills must contain Liu Qingrao.
"Master!" Rao Yang shouted in fear.
Phew! Phew!
The sound of breaking through the air passed through.
A seventh-level warrior was fighting a ghost beast when he suddenly felt two black dots passing by in front of his eyes. He was so frightened that he hurriedly retreated.
Look at those two black spots again. They rushed into the crowd in an instant and flew in the direction of Liu Qingrao.
Lian Feng screamed, the dagger in his hand dropped, and he covered his neck with both hands. There was a willow leaf flying knife at his Adam's apple, and blood trickled out. Soon he fell to the ground and died.
Zhang Shui's expression changed and he retreated, but was still stabbed in the shoulder by a flying knife.
Liu Qingrao stared at Zhang Shui with cold eyes and scolded coldly: "The scum of the Lotus Sect!"
At the same time, I was also shocked as to where this flying knife came from.
Zhang Shui smiled coldly: "You can't save her!" After saying that, he rushed into the crowd.
Liu Qingrao was wary of his surroundings, his eyes vaguely looking at Wang Cheng in front of him.
She somewhat believed that the flying knife was shot by Wang Cheng.
However, seeing him dashing left and right among the ghost beasts, he would be scratched by the ghost beasts if he was not careful, so he could not distract himself from throwing the flying knife. Liu Qingrao shook his head, feeling that it was not Wang Cheng's fault.