The moment he opened his eyes, Chen Feng didn't hesitate at all, he jumped up and flew towards Murong Xue quickly.
At this moment, Murong Xue is still fighting with old monk Long Qi!
On the other side, the old monk from Huanxi Ridge was still in a confrontation with the Golden Silkworm Gu.
In fact, with the strength of two people, the battle could have been ended long ago.
As I said before, each of these tantric people is more scheming than the last.
The two knew that a battle of thoughts was dangerous and far less stable than a real fight, so they deliberately delayed the fight from the beginning.
Later, when I saw my companions bleeding from all the holes and with dull faces, I knew that something special had happened, and I became even more reluctant to get involved in it again.
The "Sage Fulong" and the "Eight Great Sages" are just superficial titles.
In actual terms, these are competitors and roadblocks.
If something unexpected happened to them, with the strength of the two of them, wouldn't all Nuo Da's Tantric Sect fall into their hands?
As for Chen Feng, how can a mere junior make a big splash?
No matter how powerful it is, the power of the entire Tantric Sect is enough to make it difficult for him to leave even half a step away!
Due to selfish motives, the two of them did not go to help, but this happened to prevent them from meeting Han Xuan Bingyan, otherwise they would end up like the others at this moment.
The two men were casually taking action while paying close attention to Chen Feng's situation. The moment Chen Feng opened his eyes, they looked at each other, looked stern, and jumped forward.
"Everyone in the Tantric Sect listens to the order. The little thief Chen Feng used treacherous tactics to harm the saint and six other sages. Come quickly to encircle and suppress this place!"
At the same time, old monk Long Qi let out an angry shout, which suddenly spread throughout the Tantric Sect.
Compared with the gentle and charitable tone before, the voice at this moment was full of endless coldness and strong murderous intent.
Based on the strength of the two of them, after noticing the abnormality before, one of them restrained Murong Xue and Jin Silkworm Gu, and the other took Chen Feng's life. It was an easy task, and there was no need to delay until now.
However, for some things, they need a reason, a scapegoat, and even more, someone to witness.
Only by killing Chen Feng in front of everyone will everything become justifiable.
"Old dog, I have known for a long time that you are not a good person, and now you finally show your true colors!"
Looking at the old monk Long Qi who jumped towards him, Chen Feng smiled coldly, and the murderous intention in his heart was equally intense.
On the outside, they look compassionate, but in reality they are ambitious. Such people are the most despicable and hateful.
He is not a fool. He can tell what the old man's plan is at a glance.
After all, there is no guarantee that the position of sect leader given to others by oneself can be taken by oneself.
From the first meeting to now, everything has been calculated by the other party, and now it’s time to settle the score!
Whoosh!
With a thought, blue light flashed in his hand, and a short gun appeared leisurely.
Speaking of which, although Chen Feng has always been wary of Hanxuan Bingyan and is extremely afraid of it, he still cannot leave it when facing a powerful enemy.
After the short spear appeared, he suddenly waved his hand and slashed at the old monk Longqi.
At the same time, he grabbed the void with his other hand, and a thick electric arc appeared out of thin air and quickly fell towards the Huanxi Ridge Monk on the other side.
Through yesterday's battle with Hualong, he already knew clearly the shortcomings of Huanxiling.
Although the methods of this branch of Tantric Buddhism are strange and unpredictable, they are firmly restrained by the power of thunder and lightning, and are not a cause for concern at all.
"One against two? Donor Chen Feng, you are too arrogant!"
Seeing Chen Feng's movements, the old monk Long Qi snorted coldly, and the Buddhist beads hanging around his neck took off automatically, and then quickly rushed towards the blue short spear.