"You...what did you say?" The sect leader in front was stunned, with a look of disbelief on his face.
This is the first time in his life that someone dares to talk to him like this.
Ye Wentian looked startled.
"You are so young, your ears are not working well yet."
"Let me ask you, who asked you to hunt outsiders in the mountains and forests of southern Xinjiang?" Ye Wentian raised his voice and asked loudly.
I don't know where Uncle Li and the others are at the moment.
But one thing he was sure of was that the old guy from before must be related to this witch sect.
Ye Wentian's voice echoed.
The hall was already silent, and the questions lingered for a long time.
The young sect master in front had an obviously confused expression on his face.
Aren’t these outsiders captured into the witch sect? How to make him feel that he is the one being captured?
Almost at the same moment.
On both sides of the main seat in front, three old men with dark faces suddenly stood up.
"Bold outsider!"
"If you dare to disrespect the master of the sect, where are the disciples of the Wu sect? Break his legs first." One of the old men shouted angrily.
"yes!"
"..."
The disciples of the Wumen around him trembled and came to their senses one after another.
The next moment, the momentum all over his body exploded, the black lines on his face squirmed, and dozens of Wumen warriors rushed towards Ye Wentian.
Without the echo of the miasma, these Wumen warriors were clearly visible to Ye Wentian and his party.
Most of them are internally powerful warriors, with a few martial arts masters.
Yang Zhidian and others had slightly strange expressions on their faces.
"Giggle!"
"..."
Hao Ji chuckled and stepped forward.
She would never miss an opportunity to show her worth.
"If you dare to be disrespectful to Brother Ye, you will be punished!" Hao Ji's whole body exploded with aura, holding in her hand
Glowing pink.
"boom!"
"Boom..."
The hand knife fell, and the attack was extremely fierce.
There is a huge difference in hard power between the ordinary disciples of Wumen and Hao Ji. They are not at the same level at all. The dozens of people surrounding them are no match for one move.
Accompanied by a muffled sound.
All the Wumen disciples fell to the ground in less than a few seconds.
There was a wailing in the hall.
"Um?"
"Wu Qixing, what happened?"
"Why are these outsiders not eroded by the miasma..."
The elder in front frowned, with doubts on his face, and glanced at Wu Qixing, who was retreating continuously.
It stands to reason that the outsiders who were captured into the Wumen should have completely lost their martial arts foundation under the erosion of the miasma in southern Xinjiang.
"I……"
"Third Elder, this matter has nothing to do with me, and I can't help it." Wu Qixing responded and took two steps back again.
The elder's eyes in front darkened, and he reacted almost instantly, with murderous intent appearing on his face at the same time.
In comparison.
The sect master on the main seat, apart from being a little surprised at first, said nothing more. He looked at Ye Wentian and his group in front of him with a little more interest.
The third elder snorted coldly upon hearing this.
"snort!"
"You wait aside for me, and let me destroy these outsiders first."
"..."
The words fell.
Black lines surged on the third elder's face, and a rich black aura emanated from his body.
The next second, the flash was approaching.
With such fast speed and explosive momentum, there is no doubt that he is a strong person in the Foundation Establishment realm, and he has already reached the seventh level of Foundation Establishment.
"Die!"
"..."
The third elder struck sharply and showed no mercy.
The offensive was aimed directly at Hao Ji's heart.
"Defense." Hao Ji felt the pressure and immediately turned to attack.
Defend and retreat at the same time.
It's just obviously that the speed is much slower.
Seeing the person in front of him hit with a claw.
"snort!"
"This aura is the one who killed me, the people from the Zhuhe Group."
"Old guy, I'll take your life."
A cold snort.
Hong Fu suddenly stepped forward sideways, and the aura of the Great Territory Lord exploded, sweeping with majestic momentum, and strange red threads condensed and formed in her hands.
The next moment, she was already standing in front of Hao Ji.
"boom!"
"Boom..."
The two collide.
The third elder in front of him visibly paused. He seemed to be very wary of the red line in the hand of the person in front of him. He retreated and did not dare to fight forcefully.
"I'll skin you!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Hongfu's attack was swift and fierce.
The red threads were flying in his hands, and they were densely packed together, forming a red net that enveloped the person in front.
The red network covers a wide area and the speed is extremely fast, making it almost impossible to avoid.
"Is this? Widow Liu's method?" Ye Wentian was stunned for a moment, with a strange expression on his face.
He vaguely remembered.
Not long after I arrived in Novice Village, I once brought a white-skinned wolf king from the mountain. Its fur was extremely stiff. This is the method used by Widow Liu when she skinned it and grilled it.
In the words of Widow Liu, it is just an ordinary cooking skill, and it is useless to learn it.
"Hao Ji."
"Where did your leader learn this trick?" Ye Wentian couldn't help but turn his head and look at the people beside him.
Hao Ji just stepped back to stabilize her figure.
Hearing the inquiry, he was stunned for a moment.
"This is... the Zhuhe group does not teach secret techniques. Only the leaders of each generation are qualified to practice it. I don't know how to practice it." Hao Ji quickly responded.
The secret technique of the Zhuhe Group to suppress the bottom of the box, Brother Ye
It is reasonable to be able to move the mind, but this technique has never been spread to the outside world.
Unless Brother Ye joins the Zhuhe Group and passes the group test to become the leader.
"You call this a secret technique?" Ye Wentian's mouth froze for a moment.
Or don’t you teach the secrets?
Hao Ji's eyes flashed, her face full of doubts.
"Um."
"In the martial arts world outside the territory, almost every leader of Maohe has become famous by virtue of this technique. The charm method is only an auxiliary. After all, combat power represents everything." Hao Ji explained in succession.
"Brother Ye, what's the problem?"
Seeing the strange expressions of the people next to her, Hao Ji couldn't help but ask.
Ye Wentian waved his hand and said nothing more, just looked up.
There is a red Buddha ahead, indicating a strong murderous intention.
"die!"
"Huh..." Hong Fu raised her hand and pressed it forward suddenly. The injuries in her body caused blood to flow from the corners of her mouth.
The offensive, however, never weakened at all.
The third elder's body trembled slightly, fear flashed in his eyes, and he stepped back continuously.
at this time.
"stop!"
"call……"
On the platform in front, an angry shout echoed.
Immediately afterwards, the old man closest to the door leader's seat suddenly stepped forward and blocked the way of the third elder in the next second.
The momentum around him exploded, and he suddenly waved his long sleeves.
"Buzz!"
"Boom boom."
The rolling black energy condensed and formed in an instant, like a long black snake that suddenly pounced and hit the red net.
"Huh?" Ye Wentian looked up with a little more interest in his eyes.
His feeling was correct, this man was the strongest warrior in the Wumen.
Judging from the breath, it is equivalent to the peak of the ninth level of foundation building in the martial arts world.
Due to gaze.
The black snake opened its big mouth and tore the red net into pieces. The invisible force of the counterattack swept across and fell on Hong Fu's body.
.
"puff!"
"..."
Hong Fu retreated, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out.
