"Disciple... I don't know what's going on. The last time they took the sword, they only had the ninth grade of the Heavenly Saint, but this time they took the action, they reached the second grade of the Emperor Saint." The man in black was tired and scared,
Said stammeringly.
"The Second-grade Emperor Saint..." The two elders He Hong and the two were taking a breath.
You should know that the two of them are only the second level of the Emperor Saint. If they face opponents of the same level, the winner will be in the 50% or 50% of them, but the other party is said to be young, at most they are in their twenties.
No matter how high the cultivation level is, no matter how powerful the sword skills are, it is impossible to reach the second level of the Emperor Saint, right?
"What kind of cultivation are they?" asked Elder Hong.
"Disciple... I didn't see clearly." The man in black said hesitantly,
Gu Fenghua and his friends joined forces to have a huge sword, and the entire night sky seemed to be split by the dazzling sword light. They were so scared that they almost lost their souls. They didn't even have to see what their cultivation level were.
"What, you didn't even see clearly what kind of cultivation others are!" Elder He was furious.
"They can't blame them. After all, their strength is still a little weak. Let's save Zhengyang and the others first. By the way, where is Zheng Fang?" Elder Hong had a better temper and said, "He went forward to smooth things over."
"Senior Brother Zheng Fang was poisoned by the other party, probably, he was probably out of rescue." The man in black said timidly.
"It's probably impossible to save the poison, that is, the others are not dead yet. You left him and ran away?" Elder He's face turned angry again, his palm slightly raised, and he wished he could turn these incompetent people into trouble.
The outer disciple slapped him to death.
"It's not our business, it was only after Senior Brother Zhengyang ordered us to leave." The man in black was so scared that his face turned pale, and there was a crying voice in his voice.
"If they don't leave, they may not even be able to come back. Let's save the people first." Elder Hong stopped Elder He and said in persuasion.
Elder He thought about it, and even his four personal disciples were injured in this way. With their little strength, how could they save Zheng Fang? If they don’t leave, they may not even be able to come back.
So he suppressed his anger and took out the holy pill to heal Zhengyang and his others.
The healing elixir is of good grade. Soon, several middle-aged men woke up slowly.
"Master, junior brother...he..." As soon as he woke up, the middle-aged man named Zhengyang remembered his junior brother who was uncertain about his life and death. He cried with tears in his eyes, and vomited a mouthful of blood in his mouth.
The two junior brothers next to them also looked sad.
"Zhengyang, don't worry, let me tell you what the matter is, what kind of cultivation is the other party, and what is its origin?" Elder He wanted to scold him a few words, but it was difficult to curse him when he saw his appearance.
, asked with a pleasant look.
"We originally thought that the other party had only the cultivation level of the sixth grade of the Tiansheng at most. Only after starting a move did they know that they actually had the cultivation level of the eighth grade of the Tiansheng at most, and their real combat power was far above their cultivation level. Even if they fought alone, they fought alone.
If we fight alone, it is difficult for us to win easily. The sword they joined forces is even more comparable to the second grade of the Emperor Saint.
What we didn't expect most was that they were not only strong, but also despicable and shameless. They guessed that we would go, but they set up a trap in advance and poisoned Junior Brother Zhengfang. Zhengqing and I tried our best to detoxify.
I wanted to force them to hand over the antidote, but I was seriously injured by their swords." Zhengyang said with a look of grief and anger.