Normally, Zhou Lingxing would never have told Jin Changfeng about this.
Why tell him? Do you want him to work harder to recruit people?
But the situation is different now. Even if he and Jin Changfeng don't get along, he wouldn't joke around with Brother Thigh's apprentice.
"High--Advanced-- Spirit Master?!"
Jin Changfeng's stunned expression was exactly the same as everyone else's reaction when they heard the news before.
Immediately, the way she looked at Jiang Fan was like Zhu Bajie seeing Miss Gao, her eyes shining.
Jiang Fan felt his hair stand on end again, and a thick layer of goosebumps rose on his skin.
It wasn't just Jin Changfeng's eyes, but more importantly, his appearance: a fat head, big ears, an oily face, Xiaoyan, a garlic nose, and sausage lips... well... staring straight at him, which was a bit creepy.
The black-robed old man, who had been ignored yet again, was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Without further ado, they went straight for the kill.
The two sides clashed again, and the fighting became even more intense than before.
Jiang Fan stood at the back of the Zhou Family. Because of the large-scale attack he had just launched, which had aggravated the injuries caused by the Pseudo Spirit Weapon, and with Jin Changfeng's help, he naturally wouldn't attack again. Instead, he was thinking about how to quietly leave under the noses of these three Ninth Rank High Stage experts.
I racked my brains but couldn't come up with a good solution. The gap in strength between myself and those three big shots was just too great!
Just as Jiang Fan was having a headache, another group of people suddenly arrived. This group was all wearing the same silver combat uniforms and surrounded the place with lightning speed.
It's the Divine Wind Guard!
Jiang Fan recognized him at a glance.
At the same time, I also realized that this must be Yan Tianyang's backup plan.
The old man in black robes looked at the suddenly appearing Divine Wind Guard Divine Wind Guard with a solemn expression, wondering if the entire team responsible for stopping them had been wiped out.
Regarding the Zhou Family Secret Realm, whether it was the Divine Wind Camp, the Zhou Family, or the Church of Justice, they were all pretending to be ignorant. On the surface, everything seemed calm, but before the Spirit Weapon appeared, they all remained inactive.
But as soon as the Spirit Weapon appear, it's time for them to settle scores.
Therefore, they specially set aside a team to block the Divine Wind Guard who were guarding outside. Now that the Divine Wind Guard have appeared, it means that the team responsible for blocking them has been completely wiped out.
"Kill."
With a wave of his hand, the leading Divine Wind Guard Divine Wind Guard towards the Church of Justice members like an iron torrent.
Unlike ordinary Martial Artist, these Divine Wind Guard, who had clearly undergone combat training, were all incredibly powerful and their teamwork with their comrades was so seamless that in just a short time, they had driven the Church of Justice members into a rout.
As expected of the Divine Wind Guard!
As expected of the Divine Wind Camp!
This was the first time Jiang Fan had ever seen the Divine Wind Guard in action as a group, and he was deeply impressed.
Their individual combat strength is actually similar to that of the Church of Justice members, but their teamwork is absolutely perfect! This directly increases their combat strength several times over.
Jiang Fan thought of Yuanwu's freshman trial, where the school required freshmen to enter the Inner Wilderness Zone in small teams, presumably to teach them how to coordinate combat.
Just as Jiang Fan was lost in thought, a hand suddenly landed on his shoulder.
who?!
Jiang Fan's heart skipped a beat, and his blood almost froze instantly.
He had experienced this feeling of being suddenly brought close before.
Two months ago, on the train from Fortress No. 31 to Fortress No. 1, Wei San silently approached him from behind.
Who is it this time?
He was certain it wasn't Zhou Zhengjiao, who was always staring at his thighs.
Zhou Zhengjiao only possessed the strength of Late-Stage Fourth Rank, which could not possibly exert such an irresistible sense of pressure on him.
Just as Jiang Fan was feeling uneasy, a deliberately lowered voice suddenly rang in his ear.
"My name is Wei Jiu. Don't just stand there, come with me."
Upon hearing the name Wei Jiu, Jiang Fan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.
No sooner had Jiang Fan left than ripples appeared at the entrance to the secret realm.
She was an exceptionally beautiful woman, holding a whip in her hand. As soon as she came out, she anxiously looked around, trying to find the person she longed for in the crowd.
Damn it! If those ants hadn't blocked her way, she wouldn't have taken so long to come out.
After searching for a long time without finding Jiang Fan, she went crazy and grabbed the nearest black-robed man.
Where is he?
The man in black robes was fighting with the Zhou Family when he was suddenly captured, his face full of bewilderment.
"Speak quickly!" Wang Yao urged impatiently.
"Huh? What? Ah--"
Wang Yao's patience ran out, and she snapped his neck, then grabbed another man in black robes.
Tell me! Where is he?
While the man in black robes was still in a daze, he met the same fate as his companions.
Soon, a third man in black robes was grabbed by the neck by Wang Yao.
The man in black robes had been nearby and witnessed the fate of his two companions; he was so terrified he almost lost control of his bladder.
However, he managed to hold it in, fearing that if he actually lost control of his bladder, he would die a far worse death than his two companions.
"Turns out he's mute."
Seeing that the other party remained silent, Wang Yao tightened her wrist again.
"Snap!"
Before he died, the man in black only wanted to cry out that he was innocent!
This immediately drew the attention of everyone nearby, who all retreated several feet away, no longer daring to approach Wang Yao.
However, some people were still unfortunate enough to have their necks grabbed by Wang Yao.
It was another person in black robes.
The followers of the Church of Justice inwardly cried out in protest against the Church of Justice. Why were they being targeted and exploited? At least they should be given a share!
Tell me! Where is he?
Having learned from the mistakes of his three companions, the man in black robes didn't even dare to have any thoughts and immediately spoke up.
"Boss, at least tell me who he is?"
Wang Yao frowned. "Didn't I say that?"
Well...
Do you think you wouldn't know whether you said it yourself or not?
Besides, are you even speaking human language?
The men who died earlier were truly wronged, weren't they?
What kind of expression is that?
A dangerous glint emanated from Wang Yao's narrowed eyes.
"I--I didn't, I just--"
"Click!"
Another one died.
Wang Yao tossed the corpse aside with disgust, saying, "I hate it when people look at me like that."
hiss--
Everyone gasped in shock.
Where did this femme fatale come from? Calling her a devil wouldn't be an exaggeration!
The next second, Wang Yao glanced at the crowd again.
Those who were swept away were terrified and retreated in unison.
Suddenly, a Late-Stage Fourth Rank man in black robes rushed forward, wielding a weapon.
"A mere third- High-Stage Third Rank dares to kill several members of my sect? You're courting death!"
"Dare to touch her? I think you're the one courting death!"
As the sound faded, the spinning Little Turtle suddenly stretched out its leg and kicked the Late-Stage Fourth Rank flying dozens of meters away, where he crashed heavily into the wall.
Large sections of the wall suddenly collapsed, raising clouds of dust.