Old Feng looked at the young man in blue and was also surprised. Wasn't the young man in blue who was leaning against the column with his arms folded across his chest standing lazily the young man who was picking herbs back then
At the beginning, Old Tan said that the young man was his distant nephew. They knew that was just his excuse. At the beginning, he was attracted by an indescribable aura in the young man, and always felt that if the young man was trained by the people in there, he would definitely be extraordinary, and might become a helper to them.
Moreover, it has been several months since he went in there, and there has been no news of any incident. Now, seeing this young man appear in the Treasure Tower with his men, how could he not cause a bigger disaster
Thinking of the disaster that was likely to happen, his face turned pale and his body trembled slightly for a moment. Especially when he looked around and saw that the black-clothed men who surrounded them were all immortal-level cultivators, he cried out in his heart: It's over, it's over, something really happened...
There were more than twenty Flying Immortal monks who surrounded them, and there were only a few Flying Immortal monks on their side. When they saw that the situation was not right, their first thought was to escape first.
But when they were fighting and fleeing to the back, they saw that there were actually many Flying Immortal monks guarding behind them, so there was nowhere to escape!
"You, what on earth do you want!" Old Feng and his companions shouted angrily, glaring at the young man in blue who was walking slowly towards them.
"Of course I'm giving you a return gift! You gave me such a big gift, how can I not give you a return gift!"
Feng Jiu chuckled, looked at them, and said, "Oh, by the way, you must not know! The headquarters of the Dark Night Temple has also been destroyed by us. From the looks of you, you should not have received the news. If you have received the news, why are you still staying here and not prepared at all?"
When the old men heard this, their eyes widened in disbelief: "What did you say? What do you mean? Took down the headquarters of the Dark Night Temple? How is that possible!"
That was simply impossible! There were so many strong men guarding the headquarters, how could it be destroyed so easily? Moreover, they hadn't received any news! This couldn't be true!
However, even though he was thinking this, another thought came to his mind. If it wasn't true, how could this young man in blue escape? If it wasn't true, how dare they attack the Jubao Tower like this
“Hiss! Ah!”
Just as they were shocked and dazed, one of the Flying Immortal monks was surrounded and his arm was cut. Blood flowed and his screams spread into the night.
“Clang! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
The sounds of swords clashing and blades slashing were heard one after another. The more they fought, the more they could not resist. Even escaping was difficult. At this time, a cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage ran out with wounds all over his body, shouting, "They, they also brought people to rob the treasure house!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was killed by a Flying Immortal monk and his body was kicked to the corner of the wall.
The faces of the old men turned pale after hearing this, and one of them even fell to the ground: "This, this... you, you..." The whole person was stunned, as if he didn't know what to do. Such a thing was not expected at all...