Sure enough, before Xu Yi and the five-level monks could make a move, a large group of people approached.
The atmosphere in the field was tense for a moment, Jiang Ding scanned the opponent's number of troops, but half of them were on his own side. Although the full-scale monks accounted for 90%, the momentum was obviously on his side.
He didn't want to make more troubles, so he clasped his fists and said, "Fellow daoists, I invite you. The demon bone here is occupied by my muddy mass. Go ahead, everyone, there must be more in front of you."
"There are ahead, I know of course, but I have to finish picking here before I can go to other places."
The person who spoke was a tall middle-aged man with a handsome and strange appearance, with a stern demeanor, and everyone behind him also had a bleak demeanor.
"Brother Dao, what do you mean by this, you really don't take my Tuhun League seriously?"
Jiang Dingbian immediately turned cold, and simply carried the Tuhun League out.
Why couldn't he see that although the group of people in front of him was small in number, their aura was obviously unusual, especially when the strange guy on the opposite side spoke, the aura of the crowd became more cohesive, it was clearly not a mob, but a tight organization.
The bewitching middle-aged man smiled coldly, waved his big hand, and raised a blood-colored banner behind him, embellished with three pale skulls.
"The ink dwarf He family!"
Before Jiang Ding could speak, someone behind him screamed out.
With a swipe, everyone's expressions changed.
"Why, is this ink dwarf He family famous?"
Xu Yi sent his thoughts to Zuo Xinghai.
Zuo Xinghai passed on his thoughts, "Why is there no name? Although the Mo dwarf star is not as good as the Tuhun star, it is also a resource-based world. The He family is a well-known family on the Mo dwarf star. Once provoked, they will basically die. Although it is not as good as the Donghuang family, it is also terrifyingly strong."
"How, get out or not? I only give ten breaths, ten breaths will not retreat, and there will be no mercy for killing."
The strange middle-aged man said in a cold voice.
Jiang Dingbian's mind was in a mess, he couldn't answer at all, he could only convey his ideas to everyone in a hurry and ask for countermeasures.
How can the crowd have any countermeasures? They are just mobs. It is impossible for them to organize and fight with the He family.
It took a lot of hard work to get to this point. Most people have the same thoughts as Zuo Xinghai, and they no longer have any hope for the godhead. Life, of course, everyone retreats.
Now, even Chen Baimei, who has been admonishing repeatedly, has kept silent.
"Ten breaths, kill!"
The bewitching middle-aged man waved his big hand and ordered in a cold voice.
"slow!"
Jiang Dingbian said loudly, "Since the He family is interested in this place, I will go elsewhere."
The cruel reality lies here, and it is impossible to coax her if she wants to.
After the words were settled, Jiang Dingbian led the crowd to slowly retreat towards the south, carefully maintaining the formation and a high level of vigilance, fearing that the middle-aged man would suddenly murder.
"What do you mean?"
The bewitching middle-aged eyebrows were raised suddenly, and he said in a cold voice.
Jiang Ding's body trembled, "I've retreated, what does Brother He mean?"
"Then what happened to him?"
The voice of the bewitching middle-aged man became colder and colder.
Jiang Dingbian and others turned their heads, only to find that there was another person standing in the field, unmoving, it was the Sijing Xiaoxiami who was dragged out by Chen Baimei earlier as a target.
"It's a dead body, hurry up and get out!"
Jiang Dingbian shouted angrily, feeling extremely irritable. In his opinion, this unlucky ghost who had no guts and no knowledge was clearly petrified. He is too lazy to care about the life and death of this unlucky ghost, but if he is implicated by this unlucky ghost, it would be too wronged.
"Where are you going? Didn't Chief Jiang lead me to get the Heavenly Demon Bone? Now the Heavenly Demon Bone is right in front of you. After working for a long time, it seems that the harvest is about to be harvested. Why did you leave now?"
Xu Yi said firmly, like a little white pigeon who doesn't understand the reason.
Jiang Ding was still waiting to explain, but the middle-aged man couldn't take it anymore, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he was about to start, but he saw the old man in Ge clothes beside him suddenly swayed, stopped in front of him, and rushed Xu Yi said, "May I ask what your name is?"
Jiang Dingbian, the white-browed old man and the others all had their minds buzzing, and they really couldn't figure out what kind of staged this was.
Xu Yi waved his hands and said, "It's not a dinner party. I asked him what he was doing. This day, the devil bone is our leader Jiang's fancy. If you want to snatch it, you have to pass the test of our leader Jiang first."
Jiang Dingbian was so heartbroken, he waved his hands again and again, wanting to say something, his thoughts and mind were confused.
The old man in Ge Yi was startled, staring at Xu Yi, seeming to be guessing, but also seemed to be puzzled.
The middle-aged man couldn't take it anymore, he waved a blood-colored skull sword in the air, and two streams of solid sword energy instantly attacked Xu Yi.
Without waiting for Xu Yi to make a move, the old man in Ge Yi opened his mouth wide, and a wave of smoke spewed out of his mouth, hitting the sword energy aroused by the middle-aged Yao Yi, with a loud bang, the sword energy shattered.
"Forbe!"
The middle-aged Yaoyi yelled angrily, staring at the old man in Ge Yi, his eyes almost spit fire. The old man in Ge Yi intervened twice, which made him feel embarrassed.
The old man in Ge Yi suddenly clasped his fists at Xu Yi and said, "May I ask you, but you are the empty old... Young Master?"
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was shocked, and the brows and eyes of the strange middle-aged man were raised.
Jiang Dingbian only felt his mind buzzing.
Zuo Xinghai murmured, "Yes, yes, why didn't I expect that at the Kunpeng meeting..."
Xu Yi stood with his hands behind his back, "I didn't expect you to be so obedient, but Mr. He next to you doesn't seem very convinced."
"Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. If we had known that Your Majesty was here, we wouldn't have come to meddle. Let's go, let's go..."
The old man in Ge robe clasped his fists again, dragging the middle-aged man to leave.
Xu Yi sneered, "Let's go like this. If the news spreads, I don't think it's easy for me to mess around. The mouth of Mr. He next to you is really not very good."
The middle-aged Yaoyi's face suddenly became grim, and he clasped his fists and said, "It was He who made a slip of the tongue before, but He has always spoken like this, even the seniors in the He clan have always been like this. Senior, just ask and you will know."
He had only just heard about the name of Old Demon Void, and he could destroy a powerful Earth Immortal in one battle. It looked like a legend in a picture book, but with so many people watching the battle and the news spread so widely, he couldn't believe it or not.
Even though he knew the ferocity of Old Demon Kongkong, it would be impossible to ask him to humiliate and compromise. There is a He family behind him, but the He family has three earth immortals who have entered here, but they are scattered elsewhere.
He didn't believe that Old Demon Void really had the guts to make things difficult for his He family out of a moment of pride.
"No need to ask, let them come to me."
Before he finished speaking, Xu Yi waved his big hand, the rain of swords flashed all over the sky, and the ignorant sword struck. The middle-aged man who had been prepared for a long time was still sent flying, and blood spurted wildly in mid-air.
When the terrifying sword energy erupted, all the members of the He family were forced to retreat.