Lu Ren's expression changed when he saw this. He suddenly rushed out of the hall and shouted, "Stop running! Get behind me, now!"
The Rogue Cultivator Martial Artists changed direction one after another and flew toward Lu Ren.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The black hooks tore through the void, seeming to carry trails of death as they swung behind those Martial Artists.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Lu Ren charged forward, swinging his twin swords at the black hooks. Terrifying force surged through him and sent Lu Ren flying backward.
Yet those Rogue Cultivator Martial Artists successfully evaded the hooks' attacks, each of them wearing lingering fear on their faces.
"Who are you?"
A middle-aged man in black slowly flew over. With a pull of his arm, he drew the pitch-black hooks back into his hand, his eyes filled with icy killing intent.
This man was none other than Protector Luo Chen.
More than a dozen black-clad men flew over behind him as well, all third- and fourth-stage Martial Emperors.
"Lu Ren, Sect Son of the Nine Dragon Ancient Sect!"
Lu Ren answered without hesitation.
"So you're Lu Ren? Don't think I won't dare kill you just because you're the Sect Son of the Nine Dragon Ancient Sect. You're the first person who has dared oppose Tong Shen Men!"
Luo Chen snorted coldly and waved a hand at his subordinates behind him. "I'll deal with Lu Ren. Leave none of the others alive!"
"Yes!"
The dozen or so black-clad men answered and swept past Lu Ren, intending to attack the Rogue Cultivator Martial Artists behind him.
Lu Ren frowned. Just as he was about to stop them, the black hooks sliced through the void and blocked him directly.
"You can barely save yourself, yet you still want to save others?"
Luo Chen flew