The sun sets, and the tired birds return to the forest.

At this time, in the dense woods, Tang Zhen walked along the path, with his calm expression on his back.

Not far from the woods, three figures stood in the air, and there were Fang Yu and the other two.

"Tang Zhen flew all the way, why did he fall in this wood?" Qing Li Feng said in confusion.

Fang Yu looked down and frowned: "The Luolong Valley is ahead. He is walking here. Maybe there is something important to do. Go down and take a look!"

After the words came, the golden snake sword flashed under his feet, and immediately turned into golden light and rushed down the woods. Behind him, Lan Yun followed with a whoosh.

"I always feel something is wrong. Tang Zhen seems to know we are following!" Qing Lifeng shook the fan, sighed, and flew down.

The woods were slightly gloomy. After waiting for the three of them to fall, they immediately followed the path, but for some reason, Tang Zhen's figure disappeared.

The three of them began to be cautious, Fang Yu looked solemn and said, "Did he find out we?"

"This is possible, this may be the reason why Tang Zhen fell into the woods!" Lan Yun said.

Upon hearing this, Fang Yu pondered for a moment and said coldly: "So what if I find out? He is only at the fourth level of concentration, and the three of us concentrate on the third level of concentration. If we work together to surround and kill, he is definitely not an opponent!"

"And, he may have escaped by the barrier of the woods. Hurry up and chase after him!"

The three of them immediately ran deep into the woods.

After a stick of incense, a clear space suddenly appeared in front of me, and in the middle there was a locust tree with three people in her arms. This tree was lush and green, and the branches swayed in the wind, giving people a gloomy and cold feeling.

Under the tree, a figure stood quietly, and it was Tang Zhen!

"I thought someone was following me, it turned out to be the three of you!"

The faint words floated out of the woods. Fang Yu and the other two were stunned when they saw this, and then their eyes became even colder.

"Tang Zhen, you can't fly today!"

Fang Yu shook the golden snake sword and suddenly heard the hissing sound of the spirit snake spitting out a letter. The sword body shone brightly, and it seemed like a torch below the night.

Lan Yun's Greedy Wolf Sword was extremely dark, just like a lone wolf under the night. His sword pointed ahead, and he said nothing!

As for Li Feng of Qing, the straight Jun Songjian in his hand stood proudly in front of him, and with his elegant demeanor, he had a sense of excellence.

Seeing the three of them facing each other with swords, Tang Zhen looked as usual, and he said lightly: "Fang Yu, I will give you another chance to surrender to me, and I will not blame everything in the past. With your qualifications, there is no need to go against me in the future. For a dead person!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Yu sneered: "Tang Zhen, don't say much nonsense. I only know that if I die one day, Xiao Luzi will avenge me. He dies, so I will avenge him, that's all!"

Tang Zhen nodded lightly and looked at Lan Yun and the others, too lazy to say more.

"Since it's not for me, there's no need to stay. But do you think the three people can move me?" Tang Zhen took a step forward: "The third level of concentration, as long as there are no fifth level of concentration, what's the use of more? I guess you only have 30% hope!"

"30% hope, well, but I like to attack others' confidence, so... come out!"

As soon as the voice fell, two figures walked out faintly in the other direction of the open space. It was Zhou Rou and He Wu.

The two of them were slightly lower in strength, He Wu was at the first level of concentration, and Zhou Rou had already reached the second level of concentration in the inner gate assessment.

The only difference is that both of them have no natal sword and are not considered sword cultivators.

"I know Lu Chen's death, Fang Yu, you must hold a grudge, so it seems that you are following me, it's better to say that I'm tempting you!" Tang Zhen looked proud, as if he was controlling everything.

"Although the two of them have weak cultivation, they are not sword cultivators, so they may not be weaker than you in the use of magic weapons. Now 30% of the hope is...."

Tang Zhen stretched his fingers.

"Twenty percent!"

Seeing the situation change, Fang Yu and the other two looked solemn. With their strength, they surrounded and killed Tang Zhen, they were already holding 60% hope. Now that Zhou Rou and the other two came out, hope Mu Ran fell into a trough.

Of course, 60% hope is that this is just their own assessment. After all, only senior brother He Shu can understand Tang Zhen’s true strength.

Seeing Fang Yu and the other two's confident expressions gradually turning into solemnity, Tang Zhen laughed and said to himself: "I think the hope is still a little higher... Well, 10% is better!"

After falling behind, he nodded in self-admiration, as if from beginning to end, there was a chess game in the woods, and everyone was a chess piece, but he was the chess player. He controlled the increase and decrease of chess pieces.

Whoosh!

Accompanied by his voice, the air curtain was solemn, and then the cold sound rang out.

"Shadow pattern!"

A green sword light was spiraled and suddenly surged out from the ground.

Fang Yu and the other two kept paying attention to Tang Zhen, but they couldn't react at all. Suddenly, Lan Yun was rushed to five meters away by the spiral sword light, and fell to the ground, and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

Fang Yu and Qing Li Feng's faces changed drastically. They ran over and helped Lan Yun up. After looking behind him, they saw that their clothes were broken and a spiral mark appeared on their skin.

At this time, there was another person beside Tang Zhen, and it was Xiao Fan!

"Xiao Fan, the third level of concentration, his natal sword is the Wood Shadow Sword. I heard that the sword light is poisonous and can avoid spiritual sensing when it is impulsive." Qing Li Feng said solemnly. When Fang Yu heard this, he immediately took out the pill and fed it to Lan Yun Tunluo.

Tang Zhen clapped his palms and said lightly: "It's a certain amount of hope, maybe not a certain amount, everything is as I expected!"

He was born into the Tang Dynasty royal family, and his ancestors were even the real person of Dongsheng. He was in Xiaoshanhezhou. Not to mention the mere concentration period, even the foundation-building monks would bow to him when they saw him.

He was arrogant, arrogant, and looked down on everything. Fang Yu and the other two were overestimated and dared to assassinate!

This is a challenge to his authority!

Therefore, killing Fang Yu and the other three is not enough to vent their hatred, so it is better to play a game!

This is a game that starts with confidence, then to solemnity, and eventually turns into despair!

"I have four people right now, Fang Yu, you only have two. This game can start, but your chances of victory are very low, you will die if you lose!" Tang Zhen said with a smile. He seemed to be fighting crickets as a child, enjoying this feeling of winning.

Listening to the words, Fang Yu gradually understood. He gritted his teeth tightly. At this time, the Qing Li Feng looked solemn. He had never dared to face Tang Zhen, and he was also angry this time.

From beginning to end, the three of them seemed like prey and were played with by Tang Zhen!

"Rou'er, Qing Lifeng is handed over to you. He Wu, go and help Rou'er!" Tang Zhen seemed to be like a marshal who was setting up the formation, and he said again: "Xiao Fan, you have the same cultivation level as Fang Yu, but your realm is stable, he has handed it over to you!"

"I will be behind the scenes when this game of zero hope!"

Seeing Tang Zhen and the others ready to move, Fang Yu and Qing Li Feng shook the sword in their hands, and they could no longer stand back. At this moment, a big hand suddenly grabbed Fang Yu, and a figure stood up at the same time.

"I can still fight!"

It was Lan Yun who stood up. He was pale at this time, but his eyes were bright. The weaker his ancestors were, the stronger his fighting spirit was!

This change made Tang Zhen slightly stunned, and then his interest rose: "It's interesting, everything is in control, it's better to have an accident or fun. Now, it's a complete hope again!"

"Xiao Fan, kill Lan Yun, I believe you can do it!"

"Rou'er, He Wu, you can kill if you can, but you can't entangle Qing Lifeng!"

"Fang Yu, I will play with him myself!"

After speaking, under Tang Zhen's leadership, the remaining three teenagers walked slowly forward with a faint sneer on their faces!

Fang Yu and the other two frowned, suddenly glanced at each other, and the three fists suddenly collided in the air!

"Everyone has his destiny!"

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Three figures rushed towards their respective opponents immediately.

This battle is related to life and death. From the beginning of the three men siege Tang Zhen, Fang Yu faced it alone, while Lan Yun was injured and wanted to fight Xiao Fan. Qing Li Feng seemed to have an advantage, but in fact he had to face two of them at the same time.

As the situation deteriorates, you can imagine that among the three, Lanyun’s crisis is the greatest!

This is a battle against the enemy!

This is Tang Zhen’s game!
Chapter completed!