Chapter 485 Return
With Lu Chengsan's temperament, if he can become a giant in this secret realm, he will naturally not give you too many opportunities for trial and error. It seems that his choice was very complicated. Zeng Feng has been at the top for a long time, so why has he forgotten this truth? If he cannot strengthen his faction, even if he returns to the divine religion this time, he will not be given a high position and real power.
The Holy Envoy shook his head and immediately punched out.
The disciples who were still fighting suddenly felt a strong gust of wind above them. He raised his head and looked up in the sky, and saw a long fist rushing downwards with overwhelming power. He was terrified!
The punch from above has arrived, causing pain to the bones of the person being pressed.
One disciple was covered in blood, and he was surrounded by three or four believers. He had already exhausted all his inner energy. He relied on his own faith to survive. He was just the most ordinary disciple, and he had never received any support from the elders of the hall. Appreciation, not to mention the hall master, even the elder was very excited when he could see it from a distance. You can't see it at all during ordinary times. You can only see and listen to the monastic experience during lectures. Even so, they built a shelter for themselves to protect themselves and grow. People should have a grateful heart,
Just such a power of faith has allowed him to persist in this small situation until now.
He didn't speak anymore or resist. He just turned around and looked quietly in the direction of Zhenwu Hall, squatted down, and gently rubbed the sword in his hand with the words "Zhenwu Disciple" engraved on it. Quietly closed his eyes.
"Chasing the Wind and Shattering Shadow"
At this moment, a sound struck, and the sky above his head exploded. The sea water splashed up in all directions, covering the battlefield like a canopy.
The imagined scene did not happen. But a loud bang was heard. The disciple opened his eyes and saw a figure in the sky above his head, holding a black sword. The tip of the sword pointed at the palm of his hand. Bravely withstanding the punch that shook the world, no, it penetrated through.
The divine envoys and the higher-ups of the divine religion all looked up. As for the other believers, they all thought that the Zhenwu disciples were crushed to death under the sea. Only high-level spiritual consciousness detects that something is wrong.
"Someone interfered." The angel narrowed his eyes. He stood up and jumped from the boat into the sky, raising his hands to prepare for another blow to the sea. No matter who comes to stop you, don't think about leaving so easily.
As soon as he raised his hand, he saw a sword, and the black light all around him was flying towards him, silently, and the blow he raised to attack the sea became a block against the sword. As soon as the two came into contact, the Holy Envoy fell into the boat and fell down. The black-robed man's face was ashen. If he hadn't reacted quickly just now, he would have turned into a dead soul under the sword.
"Angel"
Seeing this, other senior members of the cult quickly rushed back to surround him, keeping their eyes fixed on the direction of the attack.
"Who are you? Please don't interfere with the affairs of the divine religion." Reluctantly holding himself up, the man in black robe looked intently at the flying sword, only to see that it ended up in the hands of the man just now. Like the matchmaker, he used The man of the sword. There are very few heroes in this secret realm, and you can count them on your fingers.
So who is this person for?
Zeng Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and could not see clearly who it was. The only ones who could block him were Wu Xi and the Hall Master. It couldn't be the Hall Master, and her moves didn't look like Wu Xi's. At this moment, she should be making an alliance on the sea. Why? Might be here.
The true meaning of the dragon flying around Zeng Feng rose up. In short, let’s do enough superficial work first.
"Zeng Feng would like to thank you for your help. Please leave your name. I, the Zhenwu Hall, will definitely thank you again."
Since he chose not to rebel, after all, there was a sneak attack just now, and he really had no time to take care of it.
Turning his head and looking towards the sea, he saw a white Taoist robe standing with a sword, the sword body surrounded by black flames. Her eyes are as deep as stars, and her hair is flying, like a fairy coming to earth.
This is none other than Yi Xifeng who returned from the sea. Time has to go back to the first two incense sticks. Yi Xifeng is just afraid that something big will go wrong in the Zhenwu Hall. After all, Zeng Feng can do anything as a godly sect. So they came with the great elder, and the two of them ventured into the sea alone, encountered beasts, killed beasts, and crossed waves. The large group of people was still in the sea behind them and had not returned. Ling Ruoxue was the leader and took charge of the fleet.
After the two came to Lingkun State, their speed slowed down a little. Yi Xifeng asked the elder to use his spiritual consciousness to detect the movement, but he did not sense any large-scale fight, nor did he leave the hall master's aura. Lu Chengsan hasn't taken action yet, which proves that everything is still under control.
The fair young man felt a little more at ease. The whole plan was still going on. They first met Wei Wuji at the agreed place. After Wei Wuji informed Yi Xifeng of the situation in Lingkun State, he took him to a cave cliff. Yi Xifeng was still puzzled at first, but after seeing dozens of tied up disciples inside, his eyes trembled slightly. But he was thinking to himself, could Wei Wuji have rebelled against Zhenwutang after all? After sensing the Qi of the fair young man, he knew that he had misunderstood him. After telling Yi Xifeng, these are all the works of the divine religion, and some of them are Zeng Feng's own power in Zhenwu Hall.
The fair young man couldn't help but smile bitterly. He also knew that he had misunderstood the other party, so he led these people to follow Wei Wuji to the sea area where the two parties were fighting. Although the great elder Wuxi waited for him without saying a word, he should have guessed something. After questioning Yi Xifeng, he deeply saw the anger in this woman's eyes.
The three of them went at a faster speed. When they passed by the gate of Zhenwu Hall, they found a chubby figure wearing Zhenwu Hall clothes lying on the grass behind the bushes. The fair young man was very puzzled and hurriedly went up to check, only to find that he was just weak, in a deep sleep, and his internal energy was scattered. There was nothing serious. He turned to look at Wei Wuji in confusion, but he only heard the other person say that he was just greedy, he could eat better than other disciples, and there was a lot of Lianhuazui in the food. Just eating too much. Jian Xifeng still doesn't know why Lian Hua Zui appears here? Wei Wuji informed the other party that Zeng Feng had asked him to secretly cultivate the power in Zhenwu Hall and poisoned the food of the disciples, causing the disciples' internal energy to collapse and unable to exert their full strength.
"I also ate, why am I okay?" The fair young man asked doubtfully.
He remembered that he also ate a lot.
"The dosage is small, and you are still a body-refining monk. To you, it is just a condiment like coarse tea and salt."
Wei Wuji was speechless, not really wanting to talk to him.
Then they no longer cared about the disciple, and the three of them continued to move forward with the "traitors" in the sect. As soon as he arrived at the battlefield, the fair young man saw the destructive punch hanging above the head of the Zhenwu disciple. There was no time to think too much, this must be the fault of those bastards from the Divine Sect. He immediately drew his sword and rushed into the fist, standing with the sword standing.
"Long time no see, Elder Zeng Feng Zeng..."
