Lu Mingyuan's hand is hanging in the air.
Not long after Lin Feng's words were spoken, two more groups of people appeared around Mine Area.
On the ridge to the west, the father of the Sun Family head Sun Zhengyang is here.
Sun Dehou, seventy-two years old, Martial Venerable Eighth Stage, Provincial Capital Sun Family's Dinghai Shenzhen.
There are four guards coming with him, the weakest one is Martial Venerable.
An old man came in a sedan.
Four big men carried the two iron poles all the way through the barren mountains.
Sun Dehou looked impatient when he opened the sedan curtain.
He hasn't left the Sun Family compound in sixty years. Today, his son Sun Zhengyang called him out. Just because of four words, Martial Saint died.
Another group of people following the sedan was even more eye-catching.
Seven people in uniform, in the same place as Lu Mingyuan.
The leader was a tall, thin man in his seventies with high cheekbones and thin hair.
Provincial Martial Arts Association Second Vice President, He Yunzhou.
Half step Martial Saint.
He Yunzhou didn't look at anyone else after he landed, and his first sight was on the golden beam of light at the entrance of the mine.
He swallowed greedily.
Land of the Martial Saint's Passing's energy fluctuations are too strong.
A few hundred meters away, his pores were automatically absorbing the overflowing spiritual energy.
Just pulling out any of the things in the Secret Realm is enough for him to go from half-step Martial Saint directly to the real Martial Saint realm.
He had been waiting for this opportunity for twenty years.
He Yunzhou glanced at Lin Feng who was sitting at the entrance of the mine.
A young man of eighteen or nineteen years old was sitting on a crooked chair, with his hand resting on a long knife. Next to him lay a Iron Rhinoceros, with a big bird hovering above his head.
I am young and not very advanced, so I brought two Exotic Beast to show my appearance.
In He Yunzhou's opinion, this configuration is not worth mentioning.
"Vice President Lu." He Yunzhou walked to Lu Mingyuan, "Why haven't you gone in yet?"
The corner of Lu Mingyuan's mouth twitched and he suppressed his voice. "That boy said he is from the Beast Taming Alliance, and Alliance's Martial Saint Exotic Beast is on the way."
He Yunzhou scoffed.
"Beast Taming Alliance? A waste organization that has been hiding in the ravine for thirty years? Even if their Martial Saint Exotic Beast really wants to come, they have to get there first."
He glanced back at the seven men behind him, and then at the five people brought by Sun Dehou.
Plus a dozen people from Lu Mingyuan.
There are more than thirty people, a dozen of them are above the Martial Venerable level, and there are two other people with high combat power: him and Lu Mingyuan.
Enough.
Sun Dehou climbed out of the sedan, leaning on a cane, and walked to He Yunzhou in an old-fashioned manner.
"Vice President He, it's not easy for me, this old man, to make this trip. I, Sun Family, should divide the contents of this Secret Realm into 30%, right?"
He Yunzhou hasn't answered yet.
Sun Zhengyang came up from behind and pointed in the direction of the mine entrance.
"Dad, that boy sitting at the entrance of the mine is blocking the road. He just killed a few people and called two Exotic Beast."
Sun Dehou squinted and looked over there.
"Just a little kid?"
"Yes."
Sun Dehou hammered the crutch on the ground.
"Just get out of the way."
He walked towards the entrance of the mine. After taking three steps, he felt it was too slow and his legs were sore, so he turned back and waved to the guard.
"Go! Drive that kid away!"
The four Martial Venerable guards took the order and came out, releasing their breath and heading straight for the entrance of the mine.
The leader, Martial Venerable, started shouting from 20 meters away.
"Boy! Sun Family is doing things, if you have the sense, get out! If you don't leave me, I will."
The words are not finished yet.
Lin Feng's right hand passed from the scabbard of Starfall Nine-Tribulation Blade's waist.
Thirty-six silver-white Flying Daggers popped up silently and gathered into a rotating array of knives three meters in front of him.
Strangling Storm.
"Buzz!"
The low buzzing sound lasted less than half a second.
Thirty-six Flying Daggers began to rotate at high speed with Lin Feng as the axis, and the coverage radius instantly expanded to thirty meters.
Four Martial Venerable guards rushed to the edge of the sword array.
The leader is still opening his mouth.
The silver blade rolled over.
No screams.
Screaming takes time, and these four people didn't even have time to make a sound.
Each of the thirty-six Flying Daggerss rotates at a speed exceeding the speed of sound and is cut repeatedly from different angles.
Martial Venerable's body-protecting Qi collapsed the moment it came into contact with Flying Daggers, and the physical body behind it couldn't hold on for long.
A cloud of blood mist spurted out from the center of the sword formation.
Not four corpses, but four well-proportioned balls of minced meat.
The blood mist filled a ten-meter radius.
Flying Daggers withdrawn.
Thirty-six silver-white blades returned to Lin Feng's body, arranged in three concentric circles, and slowly rotated.
Not a drop of blood was stained on it, and the amplitude of the mind power of the blade blew away all the blood stains.
It's so clean that it makes people feel sick.
Mine Area Square.
Sun Dehou was really shocked.
He stared at the dissipating blood mist, his mouth open for a long time.
Four Martial Venerable, the elites he has raised for more than ten years, have not even been able to survive a single meeting?
He Yunzhou's expression also changed.
But it's not getting worse, it's getting colder.
Half a step later, Martial Saint's breath surged out of his body, and it was three points stronger than the one released by Lu Mingyuan before.
"Psychic Master." He Yunzhou spit out four words.
He could see that the control method of the thirty-six Flying Daggers was not driven by mechanisms, but by telekinesis.
It can control thirty-six Flying Daggers and Psychic Master at the same time, with a grade of at least three.
But so what?
Psychic Master is rare, but not invincible.
The core disadvantage of Psychic Power is the lack of output in head-on confrontation.
Psychic Flying Dagger No matter how fast you are, it will still be useless if you encounter an absolute power gap.
The gap between half-step Martial Saint and Martial Venerable is not small.
He Yunzhou Step forward.
"Vice President Lu, lead your people to block the escape route. It is impossible for the association to hand over a Secret Realm of this level."
He pulled out the Short Staff from his cuff, and all the Spirit Pattern on the stick lit up.
In half a step, Martial Saint's Gale Qi condensed from the tip of the staff into a dark ball. The diameter was less than the size of a fist, but the compressed energy density caused the surrounding air to distort.
He Yunzhou raised his staff and pointed it at Lin Feng.
"Boy, one last warning..."
There was a sound from the skyline.
Not thunder.
It's a sonic boom.
Three sounds.
Continuous.
Equally spaced.
The frequency is getting higher and higher.
He Yunzhou's movements froze in mid-air.
He suddenly turned his head and looked towards the southern sky.
Three figures tore out of the clouds on the horizon, so fast that even the trajectory could not be seen clearly. Only three white tails were trailing in the air.
The breath was overwhelming and suppressed.
Martial Saint.
Three Martial Saint.
He Yunzhou and Emerald Short Staff slipped out of the hand and fell to the ground with a clang.
His legs are bent.
It's not that I want to bend, but I can't bear it. The pressure of three Martial Saint levels is stacked together, and Martial Saint is half a step shorter.
Three figures hovered over Mine Area for a second.
Then they hit the ground at the same time.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three large craters exploded in the square, sending rubble flying.
Gongsun Yuan, Helian Shuang, Duan Wuji.
The three elders.
Behind them were Contract Beast.
Black-Armored Turtle Snake.
Crimson Flame Lion.
Green-Scaled Sea Python.
Plus the belated Silver-Feathered Sky Eagle.
Four heads Martial Saint Exotic Beast.
All arrived.
Lin Feng sat on the chair and changed Fang of Calamity's hand.
"Old man, do you still want to come in now?"