"Bang bang!"

As several wind blades passed, the warlock's broken limbs and arms fell to the ground one after another.

The not-so-sounding sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was like a heavy drum hitting Jiang Chen and others.

At this moment, many warlocks on the platform have different expressions, including sighs, anger, panic, and fear...

In just a few breaths, the two living fellow Taoists turned into scattered corpses, so they didn't have time to rescue them.

The scene in front of you also gave the people present a clearer understanding of [Longlong Sect].

This is a group of demons who have lost their emotions.

Behind the crowd, Jiang Chen and others also looked different.

Although these two people had targeted Jiang Chen just now, when he saw these two people dying here, he not only had no pleasure in his heart, but instead felt sad about the death of the rabbit and the fox.

Although these two people died tragically now, it will be their turn soon. [Xuanlong Sect] will definitely not let anyone here go.

At this time, Li Wen also looked sighing.

He glanced at the [Longlong Sect] through the gaps in the crowd, then turned his head to look at Jiang Chen, and asked in a low voice.

"The fourth brother, these beasts from the [Xuanlong Sect] are serious. What should we do?"

Jiang Chen shook his head gently, looked up at Ning Chun, who was smiling charmingly in the team opposite the [Longlong Sect], and replied softly.

"In the face of absolute strength, all plans are useless."

"Now there is the 'Three Heavens Absolute Formation' outside and the [Looking Dragon Sect] inside, I have no good idea."

"What we can do now is to retain our strength and wait for the opportunity before finding a way to get out of trouble."

Hearing Jiang Chen's words, Li Wen could only shake his head helplessly.

At this moment, the vulgar middle-aged man in the [Looking Dragon Sect] team spoke again.

"Hehe~ I'm so sorry. I didn't stop for a while and let you laugh at me."

As soon as this statement was spoken, many warlocks were slightly angry, but they all dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

The vulgar middle-aged man didn't care about everyone's reaction at all. He smiled and continued.

"I don't want to say what I said again. Now you can hand over all the spiritual liquid on your body, right?"

Everyone still had no reaction.

Seeing everyone's performance, the vulgar middle-aged man laughed instead of angry.

"Hehe~ Very good!"

The next moment, the Wind Blade reappeared, and another young warlock in the crowd was divided into corpses by the Wind Blade.

Seeing this, someone angrily pointed his finger at the vulgar middle-aged man: "You..."

"What am I?"

Killing a person is like killing an insignificant ant to the vulgar middle-aged man. He smiled indifferently and said.

"This is the end of not listening to me. If you don't hand over the spiritual liquid, I will kill all of you one by one, and then slowly search for the spiritual liquid yourself."

When the middle-aged man heard this, the sorcerers present were immediately shocked. They did not doubt the authenticity of the despicable middle-aged man's words.

Especially the young sorcerers who followed the elders of the sect to experience the experience, they felt even more panic.

Two of the three people who were killed by the vulgar middle-aged man just now were young warlocks.

Compared to Earth-level sorcerers who can resist the attack of Wind Blade, these Xuan-level sorcerers do not have much resistance at all.

Just as everyone was thinking differently, a familiar scene appeared again, and several wind blades that appeared out of thin air rushed straight towards a young warlock in the crowd.

The moment the wind blade appeared, the young man didn't react at all. Fortunately, an elderly sorcerer next to him sacrificed a talisman to resist the wind blade's attack.

However, the next moment, more wind blades appeared in the air.

In the end, the young warlock died tragically under the wind blade in the sad eyes of the old warlock.

The young man had just died tragically, and the vulgar middle-aged man chuckled like a demon.

"Hehe~ Have you considered it now?"

This time, someone in the crowd finally responded.

"If we hand over the spiritual liquid, can you let us go?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the [Xuanlong Sect] was stunned, and then they all laughed out loud as if they heard some funny joke.

"Hahaha!"

The vulgar middle-aged man smiled exaggeratedly and bent over. After laughing for a while, he pointed at the person who had just spoken and said.

"You said how old you are, how could you still ask such naive questions?"

"Even if I tell you, I will let you go after you hand over the spiritual liquid. Do you dare to believe it?"

Hearing this, the person who spoke just now turned red and said in anger.

"Anyway, it's all dead, so why do we still have to hand over the spiritual liquid?"

"No! No! No!" the vulgar middle-aged man shook his head exaggeratedly and said, "There is still a difference between the two!"

In the surprised eyes of everyone, the vulgar middle-aged man paused for a moment and then said slowly.

"If you hand over the spiritual liquid obediently, I will give you a happy way to die."

"Hehe~ Look at the conditions I give you?"

After the speech of the vulgar middle-aged man fell, a burst of angry curses suddenly came from the crowd.

"Fellow Taoists, everyone is dead. Instead of bowing to these evil spirits of the [Looking Dragon Sect], we might as well fight them directly."

"Yes, if you fight with these beasts, you have to put a cushion on your back even if you die!"

"If you fight, you will never bow to the [Xuanlong Sect]!"

For a moment, the crowd was infuriated and cursed.

Seeing this scene, the expressions on the face of the vulgar middle-aged man changed for the first time.

The smile on his face gradually disappeared, and then he frowned tightly.

The next moment, countless wind blades hit everyone directly.

Faced with the attacking wind blade, many warlocks were prepared and immediately waved their magic weapons to resist the attack of the wind blade.

With the joint efforts of everyone to defend, no casualties were found this time.

The vulgar middle-aged man frowned. Just as he was about to attack again, someone suddenly spoke to stop him.

"Wait a moment!"

To everyone's surprise, it was not someone else who said that he would stop the vulgar middle-aged man from continuing to attack, but was actually someone from the [Xulong Sect].

The vulgar middle-aged man turned to look at Ning Chun who was walking out of the crowd and asked in confusion.

"What's wrong?"

Ning Chun did not immediately answer the words of the vulgar middle-aged man, but looked up at the crowd opposite him and said in a sweet voice.

"Brother Jiang Chen, why don't you come out to see me at first?"

Hearing Ning Chun's words, it was the turn of [Xuanlong Sect] that was shocked.

"Jiang Chen? Could it be the young man who made Xie Ying suffer one after another?"

"I heard that he is the disciple of that old guy Xuan Chengzi, and I think he has inherited the mantle of that old guy."

"More than ten years ago, that old guy led many sects and families to severely damage our [Xulong Sect]. I didn't expect that his disciples can come out to go against the [Xulong Sect] now?"

"Haha, after hearing what you said, then I have to see this young man well?"

"I just don't know if this young man who has repeatedly created miracles can create miracles again today?"

"Hahaha~ I'm waiting to see it too!"
Chapter completed!