You must know that even if the weapon in their hands is not a divine weapon, it is at least a five-star magic weapon. Any weapon that can cut down the Nether Realm, it can be said that as long as it is a sword lower than a five-star magic weapon, it will only suffer death.

But the weapons in front of them are not to mention the five-star magic weapons that can resist them, and even the star index is definitely not lower than them.

Look at the swords in their hands that have cracked, and if they continue like this, the magic weapon in their hands will be scrapped.

The man in black was shocked by the ability of these dozens of people in front of him, but he didn't notice that the speed in the hands of these dozens of people was constantly accelerating, and in less than a moment, they had already been scratched dozens of blood marks on the body by the other party.

"During the foundation building period, they definitely have the strength to build the foundation period."

One of the men in black shouted out in a lost voice.

If it was on their continent, they wouldn't have paid attention to these dozens of people in front of them at all, but now they were not on their continent, and their realm was also suppressed by the Heavenly Dao of this world to the point that they only had the strength of the foundation building period.

In other words, they are equal in strength with the opponent, and now they can only fight for numbers and battle experience.

But they are inferior to each other in numbers, and they can't win in numbers at all.

Now they can only pin their hopes on their own leader, hoping that their own leader can come out to help.

The leader who was still meditating in the main hall was shocked when he heard the voice coming from outside the main hall.

"The strength of the foundation building period?"

The black-clad leader didn't want to rush out.

Looking at the man in black who was gradually falling outside the main hall, the leader in black was instantly furious.

They finally came to this low-level continent, thinking that they were leading a very easy task, but who would have thought that they would meet a strong opponent here.

Especially these opponents still have the strength to build the foundation, which really makes him not to be underestimated.

"Chief, the swords in their hands are at least six-star magic weapons, be careful."

As soon as one of the men in black finished speaking, the sword in his hand instantly made a crisp cracking sound, and then a touch of hot blood poured out of his neck, stinging the eyes of the black-clothed leader.

"You, good people, dare to hurt me, I want you to pay."

The black-clothed leader took out a sword and rushed towards the dozens of figures.

"Big brother."

Mo Huaiyu, who was standing on a high place, narrowed his eyes, and a deep voice jumped out of his mouth.

Immediately, Zhuge Fulong, who was standing behind him, rushed out like lightning.

In the pitch-black world, dozens of torches lit up the starry sky, and the moment the black-clothed leader rushed out, he felt a sword aura coming from behind him.

The black-clothed leader narrowly dodged around, glanced back at the man with the sword, and was shocked to find that the other party didn't even cover his face.

"Who the hell are you?"

The black-clothed leader looked at the figure and appearance of the person who came, he was young but had the posture of a superior person.

This person is not simple.

"Don't talk nonsense, just look at the sword."

Zhuge Fulong didn't give him a chance to say more, and the long sword attacked, so fast that people couldn't see the sword body at all.

The black-clothed leader didn't expect the other party's ability to be so outstanding, and he couldn't react for a while, and was directly pierced through his right arm.

The black-clothed leader came back to his senses in pain, and slapped Zhuge Fulong's body with one palm.

Zhuge Fulong flashed around and slapped him hard from behind.

The black-clothed leader was caught off guard, and the effect of the alcohol on his body fermented at this moment, and his body began to become very sluggish.

"You, I'm going to kill you."

The black-clothed leader was furious, and after spitting a smear of blood, he suddenly found that his internal strength could not be improved.

Even if his realm falls, his strength can't fall so much, and his reaction is still so slow.

The black-clothed leader suddenly thought that he was not poisoned, right?