The thatched hut stands alone in the middle of the mountainside, and in the middle of the night it looks like a pile of graves, with an indescribable desolate silence.

The starry sky, which was originally clear, suddenly became cloudy, and in an instant, it began to rain heavily, and the rain poured down, and through the collapsed grass huts, there were continuous splashes of water seeping in.

At this moment, Tang Feng still closed his eyes tightly, like an old monk sitting cross-legged on the broken wooden bed, his face still looked very pale, but his breath had gradually calmed down.

Chen Haoran stood up like a javelin, standing in front of the bed, his eyes staring at Tang Feng in front of him, and in addition to the look of worry on his face, there was also a resolute look of guarding to the end.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the dilapidated grass hut continued to fall into the water, hitting Chen Haoran's body, but he still didn't move at all.

The grass house is quiet, and it can be heard halfway up the mountain, in addition to the sound of the rain, you can vaguely hear it, and there are constantly loud sounds on the top of Huashan Mountain.

Both of them knew that although this battle had lasted for half an hour, it was far from stopping, and it was still in a fierce battle at the moment.

This time, the Nine Poles Gate poured out of the nest and was menacing, this mysterious sect hidden in the southwest, itself, has gathered a powerful force, plus it has been planning for many years, and now it is even more inevitable.

In the face of the flood-like offensive of the Nine Pole Gate, the strong men of the Jianghu faction were defeated and retreated, although they were still resisting, but they had initially shown signs of defeat.

As for Zu Long, he had also already sensed the signs of Xuanyuan's weakness, and in the middle of the day, he had already sent Xuanyuan to Tang Feng twice, once to help Tang Feng resist the erosion of the Sword Demon God's true spirit.

The second time was to protect the injuries of Ling Xuzi and Lu Zhanpeng's joint attack, for a period of time, he didn't feel much, but as the battle became more and more intense, this lack of support appeared.

The master of the Nine Poles Gate is becoming more and more courageous, he is still forty or fifty years old, he is in the prime of life, the whole person is brave and diligent, and his shots are also extremely domineering.

I have to say that this Nine Extremes Sect Master is also a talented Heavenly Pride Son, only forty or fifty years old, he has already entered the Sevenfold Realm of Xuandan Martial King, even if it is an ancestral dragon, it is much inferior to him.

It is no wonder that this person can single-handedly gather and surrender so many top martial arts masters in China.

"Zu Long, if you are in your heyday, this seat wants to take you down, maybe you are not absolutely sure, but now you will never be my opponent!"

While the Nine Poles Gate spoke, the moves in his hand were not at all satisfied, and a palm slapped out like a sea, surging with endless turbulent momentum.

Zu Long didn't dare to carry it hard, so he could only retreat again and again to dodge, and at the same time shouted: "I have to say that you are very strong, but it is not easy to defeat me. ”

The master of the Nine Poles Gate said: "Why do you bother, if you continue to fight with me like this, it will inevitably lose the foundation, and in the future, I am afraid that the road of martial arts will be difficult to advance, why not surrender to me, as long as you join, I will wait for a big event, why worry about it?

Zu Long's feet moved again and again, his figure constantly flying over the grass and trees on the top of the mountain, and said: "If you had told me about this proposal thirty years ago, maybe I would have considered it, but it is absolutely impossible now!"

"You are ambitious, ruthless, and cruel, if you let you dominate the entire rivers and lakes, it will inevitably cause rivers of blood and human suffering!"

The face of the master of the Nine Poles Gate instantly became hideous, and he gritted his teeth and shouted: "It's just stubborn, since this is the case, it's no wonder that this seat dares to obstruct the great cause of this seat's unification, then you can only die!"

As the words fell, a white light suddenly bloomed all over his body, and a brilliant light shot out, although it was now raining heavily and the sky was dim.

However, at this moment, the whole person of the Nine Poles Gate Lord looked like a bright sun, blooming with dazzling light, which made people dare not look directly.

From this alone, it can be seen that his Jiuyang Divine Skill, I am afraid that he has already practiced to the peak of the realm, and now he has completely urged his own Xuanyuan, and his combat effectiveness is really extraordinary.

As soon as the master of the Nine Poles Gate stepped on his feet, the whole person immediately rushed out like thunder, and then punched out.

Everywhere he went, the mountains and rocks were all cracked, the flowers and trees were all broken, and its power was really terrifying.

Zu Long originally wanted to dodge, after all, he also knew that his Xuanyuan was lost, and the other party happened to be in the heyday of his peak, so it was not appropriate to meet him head-on.

It's just that he was shocked to find that at this moment, his aura and body shape had been firmly locked by the other party, and there was no way to avoid it.

"Great Compassion Chiba Hand!" Zu Long had no choice but to bite the bullet, use this hand of Buddhism martial arts, and face it head-on, he knew very well that since he could no longer dodge, he could only fight.

Otherwise, once you retreat, you are afraid that you will immediately fall into a passive situation, which will undoubtedly be more dangerous at that time.

The Jiuyang Divine Fist was like the scorching sun in the air, and with one punch, it broke his dense Chiba hand on the spot, and suddenly there was a loud bang, and Zu Long was punched in the chest, and the whole person immediately flew backwards.

"Old thing, this seat will see how long you can hold on!" The Nine Poles Gate Master snorted coldly and swooped down, rushing to kill like a lone eagle.

When the ancestral dragon shot backwards into the air, a mouthful of blood spat out, obviously injured, but how rich his combat experience was, taking advantage of the backward momentum, his body swept through the air violently, and immediately dodged out like a spirit monkey.

Besides, Hong Qitian and Duan Hongyi, although they saw that Zulong had leaked his defeat and wanted to help, but at this moment, they were entangled by the two major protectors of the Nine Pole Gate, and they couldn't get out at all.

"It doesn't seem to be a good situation right now, the two of us must quickly defeat these two great Guardian Dharma Kings, otherwise I'm afraid that the situation will be critical!" Hong Qitian sighed in a deep voice.

"That's a good word, it's just that these two Dharma Kings are not weak, and it's not easy to defeat them!" Duan Hongyi gritted his teeth and shouted.

Not to mention Zu Long and the two of them, the situation of the rest of the dragon group beggar gang masters is also not good, many people have already shown defeats, especially when they see Zu Long being repelled and injured, they are even less confident.

At the same time, in the thatched hut halfway up the mountainside, after more than half an hour of pranayama, Tang Feng finally opened his eyes slowly, and then exhaled a long breath.

Seeing this, Chen Haoran hurriedly asked, "How is it, big brother, is it better now?"

Tang Feng nodded and said, "The injury has been initially stabilized. ”

Chen Haoran hurriedly handed over a brocade box, and said excitedly: "This is our Tang Sect's healing elixir, big brother, you hurry up and take it, it will help your injury." ”

Tang Feng shook his head and said, "These are not of much use to me. At this point, his gaze turned to the two brocade boxes at the foot of the bed.

These two brocade boxes were placed on the wooden plates rewarded by the competition just now, and inside were placed half a drop of Qilin True Blood and five Heavenly Spirit Fruits.

Although he was severely injured by Lu Zhanpeng and Ling Xuzi's sneak attack before, with Tang Feng's personality, he still took the opportunity to bring these two things out.

"Mouse, next I want to rush through the level to recover my strength as soon as possible, so that I can go back to help the ancestral dragon!" Tang Feng said, reaching out and grabbing one of the brocade boxes.