In an instant, the Xuanwu Elder took the golden big turtle and suppressed all the black-haired zombies, and those White Lotus Sect disciples who were frightened by the black-haired zombies finally regained their calm, no longer fled in all directions, and gathered behind the Xuanwu elder, and came towards Wu Feng's side step by step, such a formation, saying that he was not afraid that it was fake, Old Liu Tou and Ghost Doctor Xue protected the two children one after the other, looking at the Xuanwu Elder and the golden big turtle's eyes were full of horror and uneasiness, Unconsciously, I want to go back.

Wu Feng was also afraid, but he stood there motionless, his expression became extremely calm, only the seven-star dragon sword in his hand, the purple light was extremely bright, and the surroundings were in a trance, the lightning on the sword body crackled, the sound of humming wildly, the faint sound of dragon groaning sounded again, desolate and majestic.

Time was passing slowly, every moment seemed as long as 10,000 years, Wu Feng felt like an executioner on Xingtai, tied up by five flowers, and the Xuanwu Elder was the executioner with a big knife in his hand, who came to harvest his own life.

Just when Wu Feng thought that the Xuanwu Elder was going to walk towards him and planned to harvest his own life, the Xuanwu Elder turned around and walked towards Wang Xiuying, the helmsman of the Northern Henan Branch, who was kicked out by Wu Feng just now.

"Elder......" Wang Xiuying slowly got up from the ground, covered her chest that had been kicked by Wu Feng and broke her ribs, and said respectfully and fearfully to the Xuanwu elder.

"Hmm." Elder Xuanwu replied and said lightly, "Lord Wang, how is the injury?" ”

"It was just a few ribs that were kicked off by that kid...... It's fine...... Wang Xiuying replied in a trembling voice, her face was already quite ugly, blood was constantly spilling from the corners of her mouth, and her body was a little unstable on her feet.

The Xuanwu elder replied lightly again, and then said: "It's hard work, this place will be handed over to the old man, and the Lord Wang Helm will retreat and rest for the time being." ”

"Thank you, Elder......" The old woman arched her hand, glanced at Wu Feng angrily, covered her chest and stepped back.

Immediately, the Xuanwu Elder turned around and should have looked towards Wu Feng, because his entire face was covered by a black robe, and he couldn't see his eyes at all.

After staring at Wu Feng for a long time, the Xuanwu elder used his unique hoarse and ugly voice to say in a gloomy voice: "Young man, you really have a few brushes, originally the old man thought that you were not the opponent of these two helmsmen, it seems that the old man really underestimated you, from what you just looked at, the more the old man looked at it, the more he felt that there were some things that he couldn't figure out, are you a disciple of Maoshan or not?" Can you tell us the truth? ”

"If it's fake, the master is the true disciple of Maoshan." Wu Feng said calmly.

The Xuanwu elder nodded, and said: "As far as the old man knows, on this Maoshan Mountain, the master who can draw talismans in the air will definitely not pass the three people, the first is the head of Maoshan Xuanming Zhenren, the second is one of the three unique talismans Xuanxu Zhenren, and the third one should be Maoshan Deacon Xuankong Zhenren, I don't know who your kid is the master disciple of these three powerful people?" ”

"None of them, these three ancestors, I haven't seen any of them?" Wu Feng said again.