In the Troll Sect camp, a tall figure sat cross-legged on the ground.
It was Yu Dai'an.
Suddenly, a thousand origami cranes were reflected in the pupils of the lightning flashing eyes.
He raised his hand, grabbed it in his palm and opened it.
After a few seconds of silence, he immediately waved to the disciples of the Troll Sect beside him.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
"What happened, senior brother, are we going to fight someone?"
"Who are you hitting? Who are you hitting?"
"..."
Yu Dai'an glanced at the faces of the young men and women around him, his expressions extremely ugly: "We are not beating others, but someone is coming to beat us!"
"What!?"
The disciples of the Troll Sect simultaneously exclaimed.
"Senior Brother Yu has accomplished so much magic that he is unparalleled in the world. Who dares to attack us?"
"I don't want my life, I really don't want my life."
"Brother, give them a hard time and let them know that you are not someone to be trifled with."
"Yes, senior brother."
"I am invincible to my senior brother, and I am invincible to my senior brother in the world——"
"enough!"
Yu Dai'an suddenly interrupted everyone's voices, and a trace of coercion spread around him.
"No matter what you say, just let me challenge you."
"This..." The disciples hesitated, and many of them stepped back.
Seeing this, Yu Dai'an glanced coldly: "If you retreat without a fight, I will personally eliminate him. After returning to the Troll Sect, I will also fine him three months' salary."
"Yes... we should accompany our senior brother to the battle."
"Saving one's life for senior brother is the righteousness of the sect, not just for the little salary."
"Senior brother, just decide who to hit. If you ask me to go east, I will never go west."
"..."
Yu Dai'an felt agitated, and just as he was about to get up, dozens of streams of light suddenly hit the sky.
When the Zi Ling Sect headed by Hu Yue arrived at the battlefield, everyone raised their hands and saw a splendid spell.
"Enemy attack!!"
The disciples of the Troll Sect exclaimed.
While shouting, several people already had the tokens in their hands, ready to run away at any time.
Yu Dai'an was startled by lightning, flew into the sky, and started fighting with Hu Yue.
"boom!"
Lin Feng landed and knocked several people unconscious instantly.
As soon as they raised their hands to take down these people's storage bags, someone came up next to them.
At a glance, they are all "minions" in the foundation building stage.
Immediately dismissive.
Although he himself is also a foundation builder, his foundation building is obviously beyond the scope.
Now, Lin Feng doesn't have to be serious at all to fight these monks of the same realm. Not to mention the Thirst Drink and Weeping Blood Gu, even the Mountain Shaking Technique is useless.
He just stood there and let the people around him rush towards him.
*** is an inner disciple of the Troll Sect and is known for his ruthlessness. He is holding a scimitar and wants to chop off Lin Feng's head.
Lin Feng remained motionless and did not even blink.
*** seemed to have seen the scene of blood spurting out, and couldn't help laughing loudly.
"Boy, die!"
"Yeah, that's you."
Lin Feng said something incomprehensible, looked at ***, and suddenly raised his right hand to his waist.
"Ho!"
"A simple punch!"
An ordinary punch, without any spiritual energy fluctuations, seemed to have no threat.
When *** saw this, he couldn't help but laugh.
"My scimitar is made of fine iron."
"Do you think that with your mortal body, you can block this sharp steel blade?"
"Joke, clown!"
"Suffer death!!"
*** swung his scimitar and forcibly changed the direction, wanting to cut off Lin Feng's fist first.
Let this arrogant boy know.
What is--
Sword God!
Seeing this, the other disciples nearby gave up the idea of attacking Lin Feng together.
No need to look, Lin Feng is dead.
"Bang!"
There was a sudden muffled sound on the ground, which instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Lin Feng's very simple punch shattered ***'s scimitar first.
Then he became unstoppable and punched *** in the face.
A seemingly harmless punch exploded with incredible power.
***He was shot in the head instantly.
A cluster of blood mist spread into the sky.
Lin Feng withdrew his fist in an instant, and then popped it out again, smashing the blood mist into pieces.
【Points +900】
A minion in the late stage of foundation building will have no need to trigger the second attack of the evil arm.
In the air, Yu Dai'an also saw Lin Feng and frowned.
"Why is he here?"
Just as he was talking, the sword light fell in front of his eyes, and Yu Dai'an immediately moved away.
Hu Yue held her sword and shouted: "Fight with me and you dare to lose your focus? I will kill you!"
After saying that, the two of them started fighting again.
The disciples of the Troll Sect stopped fighting one after another when they saw that *** was instantly killed with one punch.
The first few people who held the token looked at each other and nodded at the same time.
It was as if he had complied with some kind of sacred agreement.
The next second, they crushed the tokens, turned into streams of light and fled.
If you flee without fighting, you will be fined up to three months' salary. If you stay and fight, you will die.
Just a few bottles of elixirs and spiritual stones a month, what's the use of your life?
When the other Troll Sect disciples saw this, they also wanted to escape.
At this time, the disciples on the other side of the Purple Spirit Gate shouted happily.
"The devil's thieves, the devil's rats!"
"I've said it before, demonic monks are a group of people who are as cowardly as a rat and forget all about profit."
"Such monks are not worthy of being associated with us and should be removed from the world of immortality."
"Troll Sect? Giant Rat Sect!"
The disciples of the Troll Sect who originally wanted to escape were unhappy when they heard this.
There are three seconds for a mother.
"Your mother is so awesome, why are you pretending to be your mother?"
There are aggrieved ones.
"What qualifications do these sanctimonious people have to say that we are demons?"
Someone who didn't say much cruelly just raised his sword and attacked in a sneak attack, instantly cutting down three Zi Ling Sect disciples.
"Damn thief, you sneak attack!"
"I stole your mother."
"Have the ability to fight with dignity!"
"come!!"
After several quarrels, a group of people started fighting again, and the fight was in chaos.
Lin Feng mingled among the crowd, occasionally picking up a few storage bags, and occasionally killing a few people who wanted to kill him, with a calm and unhurried attitude.
On the other side, the Hehuan Sect territory.
Han Changge opened a paper crane and was about to see what was written inside when he was suddenly startled.
"Hey, isn't this Elder Shen's communication weapon?"
"Who sent it?"
A young man who looked to be in his twenties walked up to Han Changge. He had soft features and narrow eyes, which seemed to be evil.
"I do not know."
Han Changge was a little confused. He pointed to the content on the paper crane and said, "Look, it says that the Troll Sect and the Purple Spirit Sect are fighting, and we are asked to pick up the leaks."
The young man narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled softly: "It's interesting... let's go."
Han Changge put away the paper cranes and said with a look of astonishment: "Really go, what about the trap?"
The young man raised his lips: "Isn't the trap... more interesting?"
"..."
"Okay, you're the one who knows the truth anyway." Han Changge stood up and called to the surrounding Hehuan Sect disciples: "Come here, Senior Brother Nangong has made another big move."
"The informant came to report that there was a battle between the Troll Sect and the Purple Spirit Sect. Let's go find out the leaks."
"You all know what to do, right?"
"I know!" the disciples shouted with great force, their voices resounding throughout the sky.
Han Changge waved his hand.
"Set off!"
