The demon powerhouses escorted Princess Brigitte and left immediately, but not long after they left, Shangguan Wufeng and Shang Ziqi suddenly appeared and went in their direction. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Brother Shangguan, I didn't expect that you have prepared a lot of even the best stealth jade pages, you and I work together to take what we need, and the best Wenxin and Yuansheng Martial Soul belong to us!"

"It seems that I didn't see Zhuang Yichen's shadow, could it be that he arrived before us?" Shangguan Wufeng frowned, without much smug expression.

"It seems to be really!Isn't this guy temporarily unable to use his talent after taking the Crossing Border Pill?Besides, even if his combat power is still there, he is only Wen Jinshi!" Shang Ziqi said in wonder.

"No, he's not such a simple person, otherwise I wouldn't have asked you to join forces with me!" Shangguan Wufeng said with a gloomy expression.

However, although he hid it well, he still felt a little resentful. Because in his heart, he didn't believe that Zhuang Yichen was even more demonic and genius than himself, but the Western Holy Lord had a holy oracle, and he had to do it!

Naturally, he couldn't talk to Shang Zi Qiduo about these things, so he could only put them in his heart! At this time, he hoped to be able to truly see Zhuang Yichen's realm and combat power, whether it was really worthy of so much attention from the Western Holy Lord.

In Shangguan Wufeng's heart, the Western Holy Lord was an incomparably powerful and majestic figure, even stronger than the Eastern Holy Lord.

The most important thing is that the Holy Lord of the West has always cherished his reputation very much.

Shang Ziqi was very shocked, and at the same time felt a little ridiculous! No matter what Shangguan Wufeng thought, Zhuang Yichen was just Wen Jinshi after all, I really don't know what he thinks.

In his heart, Zhuang Yichen is just a lucky existence at the bottom, maybe there are a few moments, but there is nothing to worry about.

The two didn't stay long, after all, if these natives took advantage of the riot to kill Yan Yufeng, Kong Ruoer and the others, they would still catch up.

It's a good idea to take advantage of this time to travel for a while, or even to go hiding.

"Who will go to first?" Zhuang Yichen was in trouble at this time, Kong Ruoer followed Yan Yufeng's brothers, Xie Mingxiu and Gongsun Ce, but fled in different directions.

After a little mover, Zhuang Yichen ran in the direction of Xie Mingxiu and Gongsun Ce. Yan Yufeng's strength is not bad, and with the three of them joining forces, it is unlikely that there will be too much danger for a while.

At this time, on top of a steep boulder, several indigenous warriors were sitting peacefully on the coffee table, with very leisurely smiles on their faces.

One of them was particularly tall and burly, and his face was full of heroism, which made people feel good at first sight and was willing to be driven by him.

"Xiong Ao, this time you organized so many people to hunt down the Outer Heavens and the Outer Demons, aren't you afraid of those terrifying big shots?" said an indigenous warrior to the heroic young man.

This person had a smile on his face, and said very calmly at this time: "The big names of the Outer Heaven and the Outer Heaven Demon have been using our compatriots to refine their super geniuses, it's time for a little revenge!"

"What if those big men are really angry?" said the other two indigenous warriors worriedly.

"No! We're useful to them!" Xiong Ao's face flashed with coldness, and he said unhurriedly: "Even if something happens, I will bear it alone!" The rest of the people were speechless, because Xiong Ao was the next tribal leader of the Heavenly God Clan, so he naturally had this qualification.

The Celestial Clan, now faintly becoming the king of the Holy Land, if there was no Holy Court to manipulate it in secret, it would have unified all the tribes and established a country long ago.

When Zhuang Yichen caught up with Xie Mingxiu and Gongsun Ce, the two had been besieged by more than 20 martial artists. Fortunately, although these indigenous warriors are strong in the realm, there is nothing outstanding in their martial arts and combat skills, and ten percent of their attack power can be exerted at most, not to mention the cross-level combat power.

However, the indigenous warriors seemed to be in command, and more than twenty people were divided into two groups, and they did not attack desperately, and they cooperated with each other to gradually consume the talents of the two.

Gongsun Ce's face turned slightly pale, which was a sign of a drastic loss of talent, and his two ancient tongue swords circled and attacked, which made those indigenous warriors very scruples.

And Xie Mingxiu is writing and waving, constantly writing the Six Sutras of Jizo, and the writing constantly emits a misty white light, forming a light mask, firmly protecting the two of them.

Her pretty face was calm and serene, obviously able to resist some time, and Zhuang Yichen immediately put her mind at ease.

There is no doubt that these martial artists are being commanded, Zhuang Yichen knows it in his heart, but just a dozen or so martial arts beginners are not a problem for him.

He quietly lurked in the folds of overlapping space, and suddenly flashed out, and happened to appear next to the two martial artists who were recovering their vitality.

"Whoosh!" the bloodstained sword struck out, gracilessly grazing the throats of the two men, slitting their throats. When the blood rushed out, the two indigenous warriors also fell on their backs.

The rest of the people couldn't help but be shocked, and they all got up and wanted to flee for their lives, at this time, the combat power in their bodies was nine out of ten, where was there still half a point of courage.

"Want to leave?" Zhuang Yichen smiled coldly, raised his hand and spilled a puff of medicinal powder, and the sweet fragrance immediately entered the tip of their noses, and then fell down one by one.

"Brother Zhuang, are you here......" Xie Mingxiu was overjoyed, as if he had seen a spiritual pillar, seized this rare opportunity, and his writing sprinkled a little starlight, heading towards the indigenous warriors who besieged them.

There seemed to be a suction force in the starlight, not strong enough to affect one's movements.

"One sword cold light fourteen states!" Zhuang Yichen's expression was solemn, and between the swing of the blood-stained sword, many majestic city walls appeared one after another, and then a sword that was brighter than lightning flashed out.

"Ahh

"Hmph, it's my turn!" Gongsun Ce snorted, and his tongue sword suddenly erupted, killing both of them.

The rest of the indigenous warriors were immediately terrified, although the benefits of killing these outsiders were great enough, it was unwise to send them to death in vain.

There were a few whistling sounds, and they all fled immediately. Their courage has been lost, and they will surely be sent to death when they come forward.

However, a few miles away, at this time, more than thirty martial arts powerhouses with complete combat strength were rushing towards him.

"What should I do?" Xie Mingxiu immediately asked.

"Escape first!" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly, more than thirty martial arts powerhouses, he was full of food and took a hard face.

"Okay, let's go!" Xie Mingxiu and Gongsun Ce immediately wrote the poem of the swift battle, but when they were about to bless Zhuang Yichen, they found that this guy was gone.