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I was very familiar with this voice. It was that hawk-nosed Good Keng's voice. He had finally caught up to me.

After hearing his voice, there was naturally fear in my heart. However, the sword in my hand didn't dare to stop for even a second as I fiercely continued to attack those black-clothed people.

They showed mercy at every turn, and my moves were fierce and completely desperate. After a few rounds, one person was killed by my sword, and at least three or four people were injured by me. I don't care, but kill me if you have the guts.

Just as I was fighting with the group of men in black, suddenly, a strong gust of wind came from behind me. A strong wave of wind came surging over from behind me, causing my chest to sink.

I immediately turned my head to look, but it wasn't that hawk-nosed man, but a strange man in a black robe who had his head wrapped up. I couldn't see his face clearly, I seemed to have entered it somewhere before, upon careful thought, I remembered that the day I was soaked in the pool of blood, this man in black robes appeared together with a group of black-robed men. They were jumping around, as if they were casting some kind of spell, so it was obvious that this guy in black robes wasn't an ordinary person.

At this moment, with empty hands, this bizarre black robe brandishes both of its palms towards my chest. The Sect Leader, who was brought about by it, presses down on me as though he was trying to topple a mountain.

I do not care about whether he is an expert or not, if he wants to fight with me, if he does not bring me then don't blame me for being impolite, I would just take out my wooden sword and wield it and thrust it towards the chest of that weird black robed man. That weird black robed man suddenly changed the style of his palm and extended two fingers to catch my wooden sword, while his other hand continued to strike towards my chest.

My reaction was timely, as I had also brandished my palm to clash with him. To think that I was too careless, the strange black robed man in front of me was able to easily grab onto my wooden sword, which showed how profound his cultivation was, and even foolishly fought against his palm power. When our palms collided, I couldn't tell what kind of feeling I had, but it felt like my entire body had been struck by lightning.

What a terrifying cultivation!

When I realized this, it was already too late. I fiercely smashed into the ground, but I didn't feel any pain, just numbness. The palm seemed to have ignited all of the blood in my body, igniting it together.

His head was buzzing, the sky was spinning, and he felt like he was going to die soon.

Right at this moment, along with a series of "hualala" sounds, five to six large machetes were placed around my neck, and a man in black clothing came up and grabbed my collar, pulling me up from the ground. He seemed to be unable to vent his anger and even smacked me twice in the face.

I didn't feel any pain from those two slaps. My body was still numb. My god, isn't there a high voltage on that man's body? One palm was enough to cripple me …

Following which, the black-clothed men tied me up once again. This time, they didn't use a rope, but instead replaced it with a thumb-sized metal chain. They coiled around my body a few times, afraid that I would grow wings and fly away.

The me who was tied up was carried by two men in black, and I walked towards the strange man in black.

The strange man's face was hidden behind his black robe, so I couldn't see what he looked like.

He seemed to look at me, but he quickly turned around and walked towards the battle formation of Daoist Master Qingfeng.

I was escorted by the black clothed people and quickly walked over. At this moment, Taoist Master Qing Feng was already surrounded by over a hundred black clothed people. Beside him lay over ten bodies of the black clothed people.

However, Daoist Master Qingfeng did not look to be having an easy time. He did not know when, but he had been wounded and was bleeding profusely.

Qing Feng, who was gasping for breath, held a sword that was covered in blood while looking at the surrounding black clothed men with a pair of murderous eyes.

He said lightly: "Old man Qingfeng, I originally wanted to leave you with a dog's life so that you could hand over a part of Mao Mountain's secret art. You brat, you didn't know how to appreciate favors, and refused to tell me the truth, and even stole the substitute furnace that I painstakingly found, killing dozens of people from my sect, and even beheaded over a hundred poisonous corpses that I created. It seems like you can't keep your old life anymore!"

"Cut the crap!" You evil disciple of a cult, everyone has the right to kill you, everyone in the world despises you. Even if this poor Taoist dies in your hands, you will still be unable to escape from the righteous people of the world. This Penniless Priest will not let you off even if I die! "

With that, he saw the Daoist Master Qing Feng cut his own palm, fished out a handful of soybeans from his Cosmic Bag and violently scattered them on the ground. The soybeans flashed in a golden light and began to spin on the ground, and after a moment, a cloud of white smoke rose up.

This move stupefied me. It made me look at him in a new light. Daoist Green Wind actually had such a profound skill. Could this be what the legends say?

There were about twenty or so monsters like Rakshasi, which made people tremble in fear. Each one of them was over three meters tall, and they were so tall and powerful that they scared the black-clothed men into retreating to the side, fearing that they would pounce on them.

When he saw that Daoist Master Qing Feng had revealed his ability, Sai Kun was quite calm. He gave out a cold snort and abruptly formed a few hand seals, scattering out a handful of talismans. These talismans flew out and turned into birds emitting a black aura.