Seeing that the situation was not right, Zhang Yue twisted around and wanted to break out with his men.
"Where to escape?"
Behind Feng Wusheng, an old man in silver robes suddenly flew over and slapped him away with a palm, immediately scorching the void like mist and causing the space to fluctuate.
Poof, Zhang Yue spat out a mouthful of blood and stared at the old man in front of her in horror: "Ninth level of martial arts? Where did your Feng family get the ninth level masters from?" The Luo family except Luo Xiaotian and Zhang Zhong at the top of the pyramid, the remaining ninth level masters
It's just two worshippers.
Although the Feng family has been rich in financial resources in recent years and has one or two more ninth-level masters, the old man in front of him is a complete stranger, and Zhang Yue has no impression of him at all.
"Well, please allow me to introduce to you, these two are the masters of the Datong Palace - that is, the family masters, the ninth-level powerhouses sent specially for my Feng family, Yao Ji, Yao Xing!" Feng Wusheng!
Signaling behind you.
The two old men in silver robes nodded proudly: "Young Master Feng, there is no need to be polite. I will need you to take care of me in front of the Lord of the Palace in the future."
Being complimented by the ninth-level powerhouse, Feng Wusheng felt very satisfied in his heart. He smiled and said: "Captain Zhang, I know that your father and daughter are not direct descendants of the Luo family at all. Why should you be buried with them? I can guarantee that as long as you surrender,
I, the Feng family, will ensure that your status will not be lost in the future, and you will share the power of the war alliance with my Feng family!"
"Pooh!"
Zhang Yue spat at him fiercely and shouted in disgust: "How embarrassed your Feng family was when you fled to join the alliance? Do you still remember who took you in mercifully? You never thought that your Feng family was so ungrateful.
They are so wolf-hearted and dog-like, worse than pigs and dogs! If I had known this, it would have been better for the Luo family to have a dog than to take in your Feng family!"
"shut up!"
Feng Wusheng's eyelids trembled. The removal of the last layer of fig leaf was no less than being slapped in the face in public. He glared at Wang Tong fiercely: "The Liu family always pursues advantages and avoids disadvantages. Captain Wang, you can't be equally stubborn."
Bar?"
"Hey, Feng Wusheng, do you still want our Liu family to join us?"
Wang Tong smiled contemptuously and said: "With your Feng family father and son's charisma, you can only show off and shrink your tail at critical moments. I am very worried about when the Liu family will be sold by you."
"You really don't eat the toast, but you have to drink it as a penalty!"
Feng Wusheng's eyes condensed, and a cold intention burst out, covering the two teams: "In this case, don't blame me for being cruel..."
Wang Tong and Zhang Yue couldn't help but clenched their weapons, knowing that the next step would be a hard battle. Wang Tong whispered solemnly: "Captain Zhang, I will stop them later. You can find a way to escape back to the alliance and tell me
Mr. Luo is on alert."
Zhang Yue's heart darkened, knowing that Wang Tong's decision was clearly a death wish when faced with the two great ninth-level men and Feng Wusheng!
"Don't even think about escaping."
Feng Wusheng waved his hand, and two ninth-level silver-robed old men stepped out slowly, locking in all directions. A cruel look gradually emerged from his eyes: "Today, this ruins will be your burial place!"
"Walk!"
Wang Tong stopped shouting, and a flash of sword light burst out from his hand, like a lotus blooming, and rushed towards Feng Changjue. Zhang Yue's eyes were sore, and she was cruel, stamped her foot on the ground, and her body rose into the air.
.
"No one can escape!"
Feng Wusheng sneered, his fingers seemed to be clenched but not clenched, and he punched Wang Tong. Thunder light condensed in his palm, as if he had put on a lightning glove, and the air sizzled when his palm passed.
At the same time, two old men in silver robes jumped out. Among them, Yao Ji's leather robe bulged, stretching his whole body like a ball. When he soared into the air, he actually compressed the five or six feet in radius into a vacuum with his powerful true energy.
"puff!"
Zhao Tuo, Huang Buhe, and the core disciples of the Luo family felt as if a strong wind was rushing towards them, making it difficult to even breathe. They shouted sharply, and the swords in their palms trembled violently: "Captain! Let's go quickly!"
Split Yuan Sixth Revolution!
Recently, the Luo family has received a large amount of resources, and its foundation has skyrocketed. Naturally, it will not treat its core disciples poorly. Now the Luo family's core members have all been equipped with weapons of the divine weapon level. Although they are not as good as mysterious weapons, they are more than enough to carry the "phantom of sword energy".
In an instant, countless phantom sword energy rushed forward. The core disciples of the Luo family used all their strength to attack without any defense, just to block it for a moment and give Zhang Yue a chance to escape.
"The mantis blocks the car!"
Yao Ji sneered, not bothering to take out his palm at all. He just waved his hands, and countless strands of air were immediately compressed, densely packed and shot like arrows.
"snort!"
Huang Buyi couldn't help but let out a muffled sound. The phantom sword energy was pierced hard, and the aftermath hit his body. He flew out as if being hit by a huge boulder. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead for a while.
"Little girl, there's no need to run away. If I can still make you run away with my help, wouldn't it mean that I'm too incompetent?" A shadow flew across the sky, weighing heavily on the top of your head, and then you saw Yao Xing's body.
It was round and actually suspended in mid-air.
Zhang Yue's expression was grim. In just the blink of an eye, the core teams of the Luo family and the Liu family were already dead and wounded! Under the suppression of absolute power, the numerical advantage was pitifully weak...
"Well, the little girl has such a beautiful face, I really can't bear to destroy it with my own hands." Yao Xing's eyes had a lustful light, and he wished he could see through it, staring at Zhang Yue.
: "As long as you are willing to join me and serve me obediently, I can spare your life. If you follow me in the future, you can also enjoy all the glory and wealth..."
"Choke!"
Zhang Yue's expression was solemn, and the Shuiyue Sword was unsheathed, letting out a long sword cry. She made a sword formula, injected her true power, and the sword suddenly trembled crazily.
She didn't bother to pay attention to Yao Xing's nonsense. After the sword trembled crazily for forty-nine times, a thick and dignified sword energy exploded and slashed away.
"Hey, you want to take action against me?"
Yao Xing smiled strangely and licked his lips with the tip of his scarlet tongue: "It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, you won't bow your head... Anyway, it's fun to ride a fierce horse."
His body spun around, and he did not dodge when facing Zhang Yue's solemn sword, but the robes around him surged like iron, roundly surrounding him like an iron barrel.
"Bang bang!"
Zhang Yue Ru Shan's sword energy just touched the outer robe of his body, and it was like hitting a mountain made of steel, sparks flying and dissipating.
"What?" Zhang Yue was shocked.
"Hahaha, what's up? I'm not bad with Daruogang Qi, right? This is the fourth-level martial skill passed down to me by the master of the palace! Girl, as long as you follow me, I will teach you this martial skill."
Yao Xing neutralized her sword energy, and with a smile, he dropped down and approached Zhang Yue.
"You, don't come here..." Zhang Yue seemed to be frightened by the opponent's powerful martial arts. She held the Shuiyue Sword in her hand and kept retreating, with a look of panic on her face.
"Hahaha, I just like this expression, it makes people feel more satisfied." Yao Xing took a deep breath, his eyes were full of madness, and his body was infinitely closer to Zhang Yue.
A master of cultivation defies heaven and looks down upon the common people on campus. He is reborn as a dragon. He is a carefree saint. He is a holy king. He is a god of destiny. He is the descendant of the divine dragon.