"The reason is very simple. I just came back from Muxia Palace. The foundation of Muxia Palace has been destroyed. Mu Qingyun will naturally not let me go. Tianlongmen will be her first target of attack, but she can't fight with her alone. If we compete, we will naturally win over the other three companies." Han Feng said calmly with a calm expression.
As soon as these words came out, everyone was extremely surprised. They all looked at Han Feng, as if they wanted to know how he did it.
One person against a mid-level sect?
This is too fierce!
However, some senior officials felt that Han Feng's initiative to attack Muxia Palace was a little thoughtless. After all, the Tianlong Sect's foundation was not stable and it was not appropriate to create extraneous problems.
"Then what should we do now?!" Several of the Tianlongmen's alchemy consummation monks muttered incessantly. They all looked up at Han Feng and Murong Xue, with a hint of complaint in their expressions.
"Are you blaming me for being a little reckless?" Han Feng looked around, looking at Ye Yuntian and others, and asked in a calm tone.
"I don't dare." Ye Yuntian and others lowered their heads.
But they were really nervous. After all, in front of the psychic master, no matter how many they were, it would be useless. Even if they formed a formation, they would be easily broken through and then killed one by one.
What's more, at this time, they are likely to face attacks from four psychic masters, which is really terrifying.
"Do you think Mu Xiagong and Mu Tianzong will give us a chance to establish ourselves and develop slowly?" Han Feng sneered and continued: "Then you are totally wrong. Our grudge against them is no longer there. It may be resolved, only by crippling them! And they are all human spirits, how can they really fight to the death with Tianluo Sect and Jiuyuan Sect? It is a certainty that the four families will join forces, but sooner or later That’s all.”
"Ancestor, but we have just established a foothold here, and our foundation is unstable. How can we cripple them?" A great monk from the Mingluo branch suddenly asked.
"Hasn't Ancestor Han Feng destroyed the foundation of their Muxia Palace?" Li Muxuan's eyes widened, he immediately turned back to look at this person and asked in reply.
"But their ancestors are still there, so what should they do?" The man looked worried.
Li Muxuan was slightly choked and didn't know how to respond.
"For the current plan, before they come to our side, we can only announce the location of the underground palace in advance. As long as other middle-level sects or even the four major sects intervene, they will definitely throw a trap and have to stop the attack. We are at Tianlongmen." Dongfang Yu's eyes flashed and he suddenly said.
"It's too late. If the four ancestors really come here alone, I can't spread the information in such a short period of time. After all, other sects are not fools, and they have to confirm the truth of the matter!" Long Ziyun shook his head. He shook his head.
"This won't work, that won't work either, what should I do?" A great cultivator of the Perfect Pill Formation from the East Eight Branches said angrily.
"Presumptuous!" Han Feng suddenly released a majestic pressure that enveloped the entire audience and shouted coldly.
In an instant, the whole place was silent, not daring to say anything.
"Ancestor Han Feng, we are all worried about the danger of our sect, and we hope you will show your kindness. The most urgent task is to find a solution." Long Ziyun stood up and slowly bowed and saluted.
The others also lowered their heads, and no one dared to raise their head to challenge Han Feng's power.
"Everyone, if you still trust me, then leave it to me to handle it. You just need to guard the mountain gate!" Han Feng said sonorously.
"You want to go out alone to intercept them?" Murong Xue frowned and asked suddenly.
"I know it well, so feel free to stay here." Han Feng chuckled and stood up quickly.
"No, if you want to go, let's go together." Murong Xue suddenly stood up and said firmly.
Han Feng turned around, looked at her, and said seriously: "No, I'll be fine. You still need to guard here. If you are no longer here, people's hearts will be scattered!"
"Ancestor, let's gather into a battle formation and go together!" Long Ziyun gritted his teeth and said suddenly.
"There is no need for this. You will only distract me if you go. In fact, I planned to do this early on. You all have to stay and defend. I am afraid that one of the four of them will separate and divide the troops into two groups. Attack our Tianlong Gate." Han Feng shook his head and said slowly.
"But it's too dangerous for you to go and fight alone!" Dongfang Yu also quickly expressed his stance.
Li Muxuan and other great monks who had successfully formed the elixir expressed their opinions one after another. Most of them suggested that Han Feng stay here and use everyone's strength to compete with the four people.
"You don't need to say any more. Get ready now. You don't have to worry too much. I have my own sense of discretion. The four of them can't do anything to me!" Han Feng said with a confident smile.
Even though everyone, including Murong Xue, didn't say anything, there was a hint of disbelief in their eyes.
It's right to think about it, not to mention that Han Feng is only a half-step psychic. Even a strong person in the middle stage of psychics dare not say that he can fight one against four.
Han Feng did not explain much. He knew where his confidence came from. It would be useless to talk more. He smiled slightly and said: "I will come back as soon as I go. You guys hurry up and get busy!"
After saying this, he flashed and disappeared in an instant. The next moment he appeared outside the hall door, then flew into the air and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Han Feng's body was like a stream of light, flying extremely fast, but just when he was about to fly out of Tianlong Gate, Murong Xue's voice sounded behind him: "Han Feng, I'll go with you!"
Han Feng frowned, but he would be lying if he said he was not moved. At this rare moment, Murong Xue still supported him as always and lived up to his deep love for her.
He stopped speeding, turned around, looked at the beautiful figures approaching from far away, and whispered: "You don't have to follow them, I have my own way to deal with them. If you leave too, we people will feel sad in our hearts." I guess I’ll be thinking about all sorts of things again.”
"They are right behind, and they have to go fight together." Murong Xue said.
When Han Feng heard this, he was a little surprised. Originally, he thought that people like Long Ziyun would not act impulsively. After all, they were responsible for the rise and fall of the entire sect, and the lives and deaths of so many people could not be decided by senior officials like them.
Han Feng didn't have any big objections to their previous doubts. He just felt a little lonely. No one could understand his thoughts and was willing to go with him.
Just as he was raising his eyebrows in thought, there was a shout behind Murong Xue, and various lights passed by, revealing a large group of monks, none of whom were the senior figures of Tianlong Sect.
"Two ancestors, we are willing to follow you to fight together!" Long Ziyun led everyone to bow and salute, and said loudly.
