The experts from Black Tiger Clan took the first step, and the White Feather Sect and several other sects also sent experts. Mu Bai smiled and said to Wen Xingfan, "Headmaster Wen, there are masters from the seven sects here, and those casual cultivators can't afford to make big waves. But just in case, let's send Feng Lang on his way as soon as possible, right?" "
Wen Xingfan raised the corners of his mouth and sneered in his heart. If he wanted to execute Feng Lang, he could do it with just a wave of his hand. But the casual cultivators gathered by Fenglang were not so easy to deal with. Once he executed Feng Lang, the Seven sects over there withdrew. Wouldn't it mean that he, the Seven Stars sect, would have to deal with the angry casual cultivators alone. Even if the Seven Stars Faction can be saved by then, they will probably suffer heavy casualties and their strength will plummet.
It's not that Wen Xingfan is judging a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart, it's because he knows these sanctimonious guys in front of him too well.
With a cold smile, Wen Xingfan said faintly, "I think it's better to stay calm and wait until we have dispersed those rogue cultivators." [
Mu Bai's face tightened and he said quickly, "Master Wen, be careful of the long nights and endless dreams."
"Haha... No way! Isn't it just a matter of minutes for the seven sects to join forces to disperse those rabble?"
Mu Bai frowned and thought about Wen Xingfan's eighteen generations of ancestors, so he could only sulk and wait for news from outside.
At this time, on the outside of the Seven Star Sect's restricted area, the situation was extremely tense. Almost all the casual cultivators who gathered at the Mouth of Darkness and the Throat of Darkness received the news. They gathered here from all directions like a torrent, and the momentum gradually grew. Although the Seven-Star Sect had made preparations in advance, it was still weak. If the masters of the seven sects had not come to support in time, I am afraid that the defense line set up would have been broken through by the casual cultivators.
"You bastards, have you lived enough?" Seeing the help from the seven sects arriving, Wan Li, the deputy head of the Seven Star Sect, shouted from the top.
As the deputy head of the Seven Star Sect, Wan Li is considered a high-profile figure. He just broke through the fifth level not long ago, and he is even more arrogant. At this time, he looked at the many casual cultivators in front of him with a sinister look on his face, and his murderous aura was unabashedly blooming.
"Let Da Xia Feng go!" Someone among the casual cultivators shouted loudly. Before the shout could stop, there was a tsunami-like chorus among the casual cultivators.
Although there are many casual cultivators, most of them are not good at cultivation. There are no more than ten monks in the third level, about twenty or thirty monks in the first and second level, and the rest are all warriors who have not yet broken through the shackles of their innate nature. This little power is obviously very shabby in front of the masters of the seven sects. Therefore, although the momentum gathered by these casual cultivators was considerable, Wan Li did not take it seriously.
Hearing the shouts of the casual cultivators, Wan Li said contemptuously, "Stop dreaming! Feng Lang volunteered to die on his sister's behalf. Maybe she has been turned into a pile of ashes now!"
As soon as Wan Li said this, he immediately caused an uproar among the casual cultivators.
"They killed Da Xia Feng, let's fight with them!" The enraged casual cultivators suddenly became red-eyed, and no one knew who shouted. Hundreds of casual cultivators immediately swarmed towards the seven sects like a tide. Come up.
"I don't know whether to live or die! Kill!" Wan Li yelled angrily and struck out with his palm towards the place where the crowd was the densest. The powerful palm power of the fifth-level monk directly blasted more than a dozen casual cultivators into the sky.