In the secret realm, Meng Bufan and the other two searched the entire palace, but found nothing valuable.
Di Wanlin narrowed his eyes and said angrily: "It's so unlucky. I've been wasting so long here and I haven't found anything."
After leaving the palace, the three of them prepared to continue to go to the depths of the secret realm.
Not long after I walked out of the palace, a group of people came towards me.
There are nine people in this group, all of whom are locals, from a second-grade family in Shenhuang City.
The man in the lead was a young man with long hair. His long hair was not combed, but fluttered in the wind, looking chic and unruly.
One of the young men in orange behind him first discovered Meng Bufan and the others, as if they had discovered prey. He smiled and said flatteringly to the young man with long hair: "Brother Huang Ren, the three people in front just came out of the palace.
They are three fat sheep, let's go and test it."
The group of people accelerated their speed and stopped Meng Bufan and the others.
Meng Bufan and the others also discovered these people early, and found that most of them were in the early stages of Emperor Wu, and the young man with long hair was in the late stages of Emperor Wu.
These people have good cultivation. Meng Bufan and others didn't want to meet them or have conflicts with them. However, they didn't expect that they would come prepared and intercept them directly.
Looking at the people who were blocking him, Meng Bufan's face darkened and he asked.
"What's the point of stopping us?"
The young man in orange smiled, with a gentle smile on his face, and looked quite kind.
"My friend, don't be nervous, we just want to ask you something."
Meng Bufan and the others did not relax their vigilance. In the secret realm, killing and robbing people is extremely common, and any kind of person may encounter it.
The young man in orange seemed very sincere and continued, "We are from the Huang family in Shenhuang City. My name is Huang Yun. I want to ask, have you found anything in the palace?"
A vicious man next to the young man in orange was a little impatient.
"Huang Yun, you are always so cautious. It's so boring to test it. These people are like outsiders who have accents and kill them directly. Aren't the things they get in the palace all ours? Why do you have to?
So much nonsense.”
The young man with long hair glared at him fiercely. The fierce-looking man seemed to be afraid of him, so he obediently closed his mouth and never said a word again.
Huang Yun laughed and looked extremely cheerful.
"Brothers, don't mind. My younger brother is simple-minded and often talks nonsense."
Meng Bufan secretly guessed in his heart that Huang Yun and another young man with long hair seemed to have no hostility, but in fact, such a person is the most dangerous. No matter whether he or she has obtained any treasure from the palace or not, it is not so easy to be good.
It's right.
At this time, Zhou Tong spoke: "Brother Huang Yun, we have nothing to find in the palace."
Huang Yun's face turned gloomy: "We sincerely communicated, but I didn't expect that the few of us would be very careful about us. Since this is the case, don't blame us for being rude."
His face changed so quickly that it was unexpected.
Meng Bufan laughed loudly and said loudly: "Huang Tian, you are so shameless. You want to steal our things and make an excuse for yourself."
The long-haired young man who had been silent finally spoke in a low voice, his voice was low and he had no emotions.
"Since you are looking for death, then let me die."
Before he finished speaking, several people gathered around. It seemed that this was not the first time they had cooperated with the matter of stealing people.
Meng Bufan knew that the division of labor was very clear for this group of people. Although the young man with long hair was not talking much, he was the leader of their group.
Huang Yun smiled and had a lot of scheming, and was their think tank.
Now the three of you have to face the other party and nine people, and the situation is particularly bad. Whether it is personal strength or overall strength, the other party must be stronger than his side.
Capture the king first! Meng Bufan had already made up his mind.
The young man with long hair had too high cultivation, and Meng Bufan was not sure to capture him with one move. Meng Bufan stared at Huang Yun.
Huang Yun is only in the early stage of the Martial Emperor, and is the lowest in this group of people. Although his cultivation is the lowest, it may be because of his flexible mind that he is vaguely the second leader among this group of people.
OK, that's him.
Before the group of people surrounded, Meng Bufan flicked his finger lightly, and an invisible wave of light flew towards Huang Yun.
The magic needle! Silent and breathless, colorless and invisible.
The magic needle flew quietly over Huang Yun's head.
Meng Bufan didn't want to kill him. If he was killed, both sides would be even more immortal. He just wanted to capture Huang Yun alive and take him as a hostage. Only in this way can the three of them have the chance to escape.
Both sides are as fast as lightning.
At this time, the young man with long hair saw that Zhou Tong had the highest cultivation level among the three. He raised his palm and a ball of ball of lightning hit Zhou Tong at a rapid speed.
As soon as he got started, he took out his unique move - the Thunderball. He strived to kill the enemy with one move.
Zhou Tong dared not be negligent. He took out his smoke and wind knife and shouted loudly.
"Dark Moon Shadow"
The Smoke and Wind Sword fiercely faced the thunder ball with the momentum of cutting mountains and opening stones. The momentum was sharp and domineering.
With a loud bang, the sword wind collided fiercely with the thunder ball in the air.
Zhou Tong staggered, and took more than ten steps back before he could barely stop. Fortunately, he avoided the fatal blow of the thunder ball.
The situation on the little fat man's side was the most critical. Several other people surrounded him, just teasing him like a cat playing with a mouse, and did not kill him.
Moreover, Di Wanlin has a protective treasure that is no less than Meng Bufan's Xuanjin Armor, even if those people want to kill him, it will not be so easy.
On Meng Bufan's side, the magic needle had already passed by Huang Yun's head.
The small magic transforming needle rotated rapidly in the air. Where it passed, it formed a gray-brown vortex the size of a mung bean. As its speed accelerated, the vortex behind it became larger and larger.
The magic needle is silent and breathless, invisible and colorless. Even if Meng Bufan uses the divine eyes of heaven and earth, he can only see the faint trajectory of the magic needle, and ordinary people cannot detect the existence of the magic needle.
Meng Bufan controlled with his mind, and the magic needle passed by Huang Yun's head.
The whirlpool at the tail of the God-Crafting Needle quietly swept across Huang Yun's head.
Meng Bufan saw a trace of soul flying out of Huang Yun's head and was sucked in by the vortex at the tail of the God-Chuangting Needle.
Huang Yun was as stupid as he was flowing out of water from the corner of his mouth, standing there quietly without moving.
The method of saving the body!
Meng Bufan stepped forward and stood beside Huang Yun like a ghost.
"Stop!" With a loud shout, Meng Bufan placed the Divine Sword on Huang Yun's neck.
Everyone was attracted by the sound. They looked up.
Huang Yun stood there stupidly, water flowing from the corner of his mouth. Meng Bufan was placing a sword shining with cold light on his neck.