The progress of the attack on the mountain stopped, and the group of people under the mountain fled at a rapid pace. But there are also many people who can't escape, and can only be buried in this Dao skill.

A thousand meters away from Nanban, there is a huge camp. There are more than 1,000 people stationed here, with very uniform equipment, a black armor attached to the body, a spear in his hand, and a long knife pinned to his waist. On his back, there were also four short spears.

In the very center, there is a blue tent. In the middle of the tent sat a white-haired young man.

The young man has big eyebrows, a clear mouth and nose, and is dressed in a white shirt. The whole person exuded a scholarly atmosphere from the inside out, he raised his head to look at the tent curtain, listened to the explosion sound of the skill in the distance, he reached out and picked up the thin sword beside him, slowly stood up, lifted the curtain and walked out.

From him, you could see black smoke rising from a thousand meters away, and people escaping from inside.

Seeing the scholar come out of the tent, dozens of heavily armed soldiers immediately rushed over and surrounded him.

The scholar stroked his long, somewhat messy hair that was blown by the wind, he clasped the thin sword at his waist, opened his white lips, and said slowly; "It's time for us to strike."

"Yes!" Several soldiers hurriedly turned around and ran into the distance, ready to inform the other soldiers

"Hahaha~ Cool! Let's see if you still dare to hit our Nanban's attention, haha~"

"It's been a long time since I've had a good fight!"

"I haven't had enough fun, why did you run away?"

"It wasn't so imposing before, why is it that it's starting to flee in all directions now?"

The warrior on the edge of the cliff scolds sharply while performing skill attacks.

On the contrary, Chen Ji and his party frowned, as if they sensed that something was wrong.

"Not true. It's not the right rhythm. Chen Ji shook his head, holding his chin with one hand and said suspiciously; The big heads of those forces are gone, where have they gone? ”

From the beginning of the battle, they had been closely following the situation. The crowd was chaotic, but several of them saw some clues, and the majority of these forces were not there?

Nangong Immortal raised his head and stared coldly into the distance. said in a cold voice; "Holy Lord, a large group of people are coming from the other side of the mountain."

The people who were watching the battle raised their heads and stared into the distance, and on the other side of the mountain, there were nearly a thousand people coming this way.

Chen Ji looked at the group of people in the distance, and couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart. If it was someone who asked for help, then their speed should have accelerated, but this group of people came by strolling in a leisurely manner, the same speed as walking. It can be seen that this is not the reinforcement of the mountain attackers. Could it be that this team is a third party, ready to wait until Nanban and the gang under the mountain are defeated, and then reap the benefits of the fisherman?

"All the people under the mountain have withdrawn." Chen Gong's eyes never left the battle situation, and he said with some amazement; "Judging by the way they fled, they didn't plan to come back."

They turned their eyes to look into the distance, and instead of fleeing in groups, they fled separately. As if they were afraid of catching up with them. The Nanban tribe now has only more than 10,000 people, and they still have more than 300,000 people. How can they be afraid of themselves? If something goes wrong, there must be a demon! There must be something wrong.

Just when a group of people were still thinking about what was boring, a voice that looked like a man and a woman suddenly came from behind Chen Ji and his party.

"Have you had enough? When you've had enough, give it back to me. ”

Everyone turned around in surprise, and the man behind them was the white-haired scholar who had been in the tent a few minutes earlier.

The scholar spread out his fan and asked politely; "Do you still have those three things with you?"

Everyone stepped forward to stop Chen Ji behind them, and this person appeared behind them silently, but he didn't notice it. Looking at it, this person's strength is definitely not weak, and it is even several times higher than himself! If that's the case. If he wants to kill someone, he and others can't stop him.

Nangong Immortal wrapped his left hand around the green mist, and asked with a solemn face; "Who is Your Excellency?"

"Me?" The scholar fanned his fan, glanced at the Nangong official and replied; "How so?"

"By generation, I am from the generation of your ancestors. But it seems that your ancestors have been sealed. ”

"Are you fooling us?" Chen Gong had a gloomy face, and his hands were clenched into fists. Always ready to protect the stale retreat.

This scholar said that he was a member of Chiyou's generation, how could this be possible? That was 5,000 years ago, and if it was true, wouldn't he be 5,000 years old? Is it even higher?

"Do you have any candy to eat?" The scholar's face sank, obviously a little impatient with the current question. He closed the fan and pointed it at Chen Ji and said sharply; "This man is the Holy Lord of your generation, and if you don't give me back those three things, I'll kill him. Don't doubt it, I'm going to kill him at a thought. ”

When the scholar said these words, he didn't know that a sea of blood was projected behind him, and at this time, he was in front of the sea of blood, with a delicate face and a kind smile. But in the eyes of everyone, this smile is even more terrifying than the devil.

Nangong Shangming twisted his eyebrows and said; "Two things weren't here, they were taken by the branch that had escaped." As he spoke, Nangong Shangming took out a golden hairpin from the scorer and threw it out.

The scholar held the hairpin in his hand, his eyebrows opened, and the sea of blood behind him naturally disappeared. He looked the hairpin up and down, and said with some nostalgia; "It's been 10,000 years, are you okay in a cage?"

Just as the others were thinking about the meaning of the scholar's words, the scholar suddenly looked up at Chen Ji and said; "I got the more than 300,000 people attacking the mountain before, and I originally planned to test your ability as the inheritor of the phoenix, but the result disappointed me. If it weren't for the concern that the little phoenix would still rely on you, I would have killed you. ”

"You know I'm the Phoenix Inheritor?" Chen Ji looked at the scholar in surprise, he was just a phoenix nirvana once, although the little phoenix had not yet been born, but how did this person know, he didn't tell anyone!

"Yes." The scholar put the hairpin in his pocket, looked at Chen Ji and said; "As the inheritor of the phoenix, you have the consciousness of the heir. I'll give you a year to get to level fifty, and in a year I'll come to you with the breath of a little phoenix. If you don't get to level fifty, I'll kill you. Then go and find someone who is suitable to be the successor of the phoenix. ”

"This is the diary of the phoenix, take it back and take a good look at it, and I will pick it up in a year. In the same way, if you don't learn the first move, I will kill you. With that, the scholar pulled out a scroll of jade slips from the void and threw it to Chen Ji.

Just when the group was dumbfounded, they didn't know what to do.

"Do it yourself." Before the words fell, the scholar had disappeared. (To be continued.) )