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Chapter 612

As long as the Xuan-level king is targeted, the showdown will inevitably be held.

When Lin Zhan's Zi Jinluan was flying all the way, taking the Chen family commander all the way, and also putting the remaining three positions of Fengdaoshi into his pocket, the shouts and scoldings were really endless.

It was at this time that the gray-clothed commander who had led the team to attack the mountain pass appeared in time.

The time is neither too late nor too late, and the location is not biased.

When he appeared, he was facing a group of indignant treasure-chasing people.

"It's him! He stole our Fengsword Stone..."

I don’t know who shouted this, and it was like igniting a powder barrel in an instant.

Especially the commander in black who had the highest strength rushed to the front, but at this moment he lost Xiao Zi's target, his eyes widened wide, and a mace-shaped weapon appeared in his hand, emitting a strange dark red light, knocking down at the powerful man in gray.

"You're too bullying!" The gray-clothed commander was also confused for a moment. The attacks that the two had fought before were not so fierce and violent...

In addition to the group of monks behind the man in black, the strength of the monks should not be underestimated, the gray clothes were all the hearts of crying.

He is also a Xuan-level king, but once and for a while, he finally rushed through the pass and headed towards the center of the secret realm. Then he heard that Feng Daoshi was born and turned back. He did not expect that so many people were eyeing him, and some of them had already taken strong action?

"Damn it!" Gray-Ye gritted her teeth and stopped cursing because he found that this showdown did not allow any distraction, otherwise he would suffer a loss.

Two Xuan-level kings rushed to the sky again, and their subordinates, as well as the cultivators who had previously competed for treasures, finally started a fierce melee.

When Xiao Zi returned quietly, Lin Zhan blinked at Luo Feng. The secret realm of treasure hunting was the most exciting thing, and no one knew it...

Melee is also a passion for various monk teams. Even many monks who arrived later probably joined without hesitation without knowing what happened.

Usually, everyone may respect each other as if they are calm and gentle, but in the secret realm, once there is a melee, it will be a mess, and no one complains, because the items on the dead will become ownerless things and become the spoils of others.

"If you come to provoke, you don't need to be ruthless!"

Luo Feng unified the meaning of the whole team, allowing everyone to let go of the opportunity.

Some monk teams also specialize in attacking other monks in such a secret realm, specifically attacking Qiufeng. When they are lucky, the gains of such sneak attacks may exceed the value of others' treasure hunting.

Sudden shouting sounds were heard from the sky, and it sounded that the two Xuan-level kings had fired true fire.

The Wind Sword Secret Realm has a special inheritance, so a strong man of this level appears here. Otherwise, the risk factor of fighting Qiufeng will be much lower.

However, this also accelerated the melee.

Although the Hero Club is known as the Uncrowned King and has a strong comprehensive strength among all clan forces in the royal city, the identity of a casual cultivator is also a weakness.

Everyone knows that many random cultivators of the Hero Society have just registered an identity, and their essence is still rootless. Therefore, in this secret environment, some clans still ignore the definition of heroes and attack them intentionally or unintentionally.

The Chen family commander was not alone, and all his remaining subordinates also chased after him.

More than half of these people were lost, and the remaining few were fierce and aggressive people. They set their sights on the Fighting Team nearby.

A few people gathered around, without saying a word, just started fighting.

But to be honest, the Negative Wind Team did kill some of them before, and now it is considered that the enemy is particularly jealous of meeting each other, so let’s fight!

Everyone has similar realms, and no one is afraid of each other. The only way to compare is cooperation.

When the members of the Fighting Team form a tacit understanding of offense and defense, they are indeed stronger than others.

Even Lin Zhan, who had just joined the palace, played an unusual role as a member of the tail of the palace.

The weapons in Lin Zhan’s hands were also adjusted accordingly according to the situation against the enemy.

The Star White Jade Sword, the White Bone Tower, and the Night Tour Divine Bow and the Little Golden Arrow combination respectively exert terrifying power.

The Chen family's monks suffered losses one after another, with a total of seven.

Of course, their items were also plundered.

At this moment, the battle between the Chen family leader and the man in gray seemed to have used their killer weapon, and a fierce energy burst out from the sky. The two groups of energy collided with unprecedented violent collision. Even the monks on the ground could feel the murderous power. They were all creepy and their scalp was numb.

A large amount of blood rain was falling in the air, causing a wave of depression. This is the blood of the Xuan-level king. Each drop contains a part of the body energy, which is really terrifying.

This is not a person bleeding, but two breaths, indicating that both the Xuan-level men were seriously injured.

As expected, Lin Zhan was packing up his spoils. At this moment, he looked up and saw two figures falling, one black and one white.

As soon as the man in gray landed, he used the secret technique and flashed away. He must have left here and healed his wounds.

The man in black happened to be in the position of the Fighting Team.

"Puff!" The black-clothed commander spat out a mouthful of black blood, forced himself to breathe, and stood up. He showed his true face at this moment. This was the appearance of an old man with a square face and a horoscope.

I was really hurt, otherwise I wouldn't have taken off my disguise to keep my youthfulness and show my true side.

He still saw the corpses everywhere on the ground, which were his disciples, and he almost staggered again.

"Die!" The man in black threw a pill into his mouth and immediately reached out to grab Luo Feng the nearest.

Even if he was injured, he felt that there should be no problem with the young man in the Xuan-level who was several streets worse than him.

"Wind, be careful..." a team member shouted.

The facts also confirm the judgment of the Chen family leader. With his strength, even after being injured, he is still the strongest person here.

This attack was unexpected. As soon as Luo Feng lifted up the weapon, he was caught and shattered. What was even more terrifying was that his neck was strangled by the other party.

The dried claws, like hooks, were all trapped in the flesh on the neck, and a few blood stains penetrated.

The black-clothed king in Xuanjie shouted loudly: "Is this your leader? Do you want to live or die?"

The definition of king is full of pressure. The gray-clothed scapegoat ran away. He wanted to find someone to vent his anger. The Fighting Team became the first target at the moment.

The team against the wind stopped attacking, fearing that they would be afraid of being afraid of being attacked, and the captain was in his hands!

At this moment, except for the members of the Fighting Team, the monks fighting far and near around had already escaped...
Chapter completed!
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