"It's just that we can't even determine where those men in black came from, so where are we going to find them?"
Liu Buyan pondered for a moment, with a look of confusion on his face, "When I fought with them just now, I found that although these warriors deliberately concealed their sect inheritance, judging from their actions and the flow of profound energy, they still Obviously, most of these people come from big forces with formal inheritance... "
Although the gap in strength may not be huge between a warrior who comes from a big power and a warrior who has fought his way from a small place to the ninth level, their fighting styles are vastly different.
Warriors of great power have learned carefully selected advanced techniques since they were young. The profound energy they have cultivated will be relatively pure, and their attacks will most likely follow certain routines.
But the style of a warrior who has grown up on his own is completely different.
Many of them learn different techniques from one thing to the other, and sometimes they are not even systematic, and their fighting style will be more casual and personal.
The difference between the two is obvious, and any warrior with rich combat experience can tell it.
Huang Yueli nodded and said: "Yes, I just observed from the side and discovered this. That's why I went to look at the bodies of the dead men in black to find clues about their apprenticeship. Unfortunately, ... That ghost-faced man is so cruel, he is so merciless to his subordinates!"
Liu Buyan thought for a while and said hesitantly: "One more thing, I don't know if it's my illusion. I always feel that the style of several men in black strikes me very familiar..."
Huang Yueli raised her eyebrows and guessed, "Could it be... that he's from the Six Holy Lands?"
Liu Buyan nodded, but after a while, he shook his head, "This... is not impossible, but I still can't think of any holy land that can send so many ninth-level warriors to carry out such a mission at once. ! Even after the mission failed, most of the warriors were killed. To be honest, so many ninth-level warriors are huge wealth for any holy land, how can they be willing to kill them like this? "
After hearing this, Huang Yueli's expression became more solemn, "According to what you said, the power behind that ghost-faced man is probably greater than that of the Six Holy Lands! This is strange, if Tianling Continent is so powerful A force exists, why have we never heard of it?”
Liu Buyan said: "Yes, this is what I can't figure out the most!"
The two were discussing when suddenly, Li Moying, who was lying on the bed, moved his fingers.
Although, it was only a very slight tremor, almost undetectable.
However, Huang Yueli had been holding hands with Li Moying and was always paying attention to his situation, so she sensed it immediately.
She immediately sat beside Li Moying's bed, "Mo Ying, are you feeling better?"
Li Moying's narrow phoenix eyes opened slightly, and the light in his starry eyes flashed away.
He shook his head slightly and closed his eyes again, looking very tired.
Liu Buyan took his pulse again and said, "He is fine now. His body probably suffered too much damage, so he needs more rest to recover. Let him have a good sleep and he will be fine when he wakes up."
(End of chapter)