"It's been ten minutes, and the people from the True Yuan Sect haven't even come yet. Could it be that you don't plan to save people?"

"Impossible! It's just the four great gentlemen, the second elder of Yunbai is the foundation of the Zhenyuan faction. If it is lost, the strength of the True Yuan Sect will drop by a large margin!"

"Not bad. The entire True Yuan Sect was only four Emperor Realms, and if the Second Elder Yun Bai died, only two Emperor Realms would remain, and it would even make them in danger of withdrawing from the ranks of the first-class top forces. The other Quartet forces in our radius will not miss such a good opportunity. ”

"That is. Unless the True Yuan Sect is crazy, they will definitely come. It's six billion seal stones, and most of them can't raise them at one time. ”

"Hey, that's interesting. I don't know what choice the Zhenyuan faction will make? Is it really a low-level begging for mercy? Or is it fighting with this young lady's parade?"

"I don't think the latter is very likely, think about it, this Miss Childe parade is mostly from the ancient sect circle world. As long as you are a smart person, you will not choose the latter. ”

"That's right. But if the True Yuan faction is really pressed, then it's hard to say. ”

......

Ten years passed in the blink of an eye, and the quarter of an hour set by the dream wind was getting closer and closer.

In the field, there were also bursts of whispering.

In the eyes of everyone, it is impossible for the True Yuan Sect to abandon the two elders of Yunbai and leave it alone. But in the end, the choice will be made, it is not certain. After all, six billion seal stones, this number is enough to drive the True Yuan Sect crazy.

Although outsiders don't know how much heritage the True Yuan Sect has, it is most likely difficult to come up with such a figure as six billion seal stones. Because even many of today's super forces, if they want to come up with such a seal stone, they have to break their muscles and bones to get it together. The True Yuan Sect may have a good background, but now it is only a first-class top force after all.

Time passed little by little, and a quarter of an hour from the dream wind was also the last minute countdown.

At this moment, the onlookers in the audience were also a little nervous for a while.

They don't know what the True Yuan faction will choose. But if they choose to break the net with Mengfeng, then they will inevitably have a wave of surprise attacks before Mengfeng makes a move. As for the form of the raid, it is unknown.

But in order to prevent being affected, many people subconsciously withdrew from a distance.

If the True Yuan Sect really wants to break the net, then it will definitely not take care of them as onlookers.

"Ten, Nine, Eight......"

Soon, the clock was in the last ten seconds. Mengfeng's Spirit Gathering Knife also resurfaced in his hand again, and a faint countdown sounded in his mouth.

Every sound fell, and the hearts of the people present couldn't help jumping.

Han Yun, Han Bai, and Han Jun couldn't help but change their expressions at the moment.

Even Han Bai, who has always been calm, can no longer maintain his calmness when death is approaching.

"Difficult... Could it be that the sect is... Are you going to give up on us?" said Han Jun's voice trembling a little.

Han Bai was silent, and Han Yun, who had been knocked unconscious by the dream wind before, and had already woken up at this moment, shouted: "Shut up, the sect will not give up on waiting!"

"Then why haven't they come yet!?" Han Jun asked with a trembling body and almost a roar.

If it was usual, in the face of Han Yun's fierce drink, he would not dare to fight back if he gave Han Jun a hundred dares. Don't look at him as the son of Han Fenghua, the head of the Zhenyuan faction, but if Elder Taishang wants to touch him, Han Fenghua will definitely not even dare to let out a fart.

And at this moment, in the face of the situation that death is about to come, how can Han Jun still have those scruples?

"This ......" Facing Han Jun who roared, Han Yun couldn't help but be silent.

Don't look at his resolute appearance, his heart is also very fragile.

Seeing that Mengfeng's countdown was getting closer and closer to zero, why didn't he panic?

"Three!"

When the countdown of the dream wind came to three.

The whole stadium was completely silent, and many people couldn't help but hold their breath.

In three seconds, if the True Yuan Sect wants to break the net, then this moment is undoubtedly the last chance.

"No, I don't want to die!!"

Han Jun couldn't help but exhale at this moment, there was no trace of blood on that face, and even the crotch of his lower body was obviously wet. In the face of death, this gentleman also showed his embarrassed and fragile side.

Seeing this, many onlookers couldn't help but show a hint of happiness in their eyes.

As the head of the four great gentlemen, Han Jun has harmed many people in Zhenyuan City over the years.

Forced buying and selling, bullying women, wanton killing...... All kinds of evil deeds are countless. In the entire Zhenyuan City, they all dare to be angry but dare not speak out against the four great gentlemen.

Seeing that Han Jun and the four of them were about to be beheaded, many people who had been harmed by their four major scheming made it very refreshing. The only pity is that in addition to Han Jun, the other three gentlemen are simply fragile and have already passed out, so that everyone can't see their same fear as Han Jun.

However, this is already very good, at least we can see the four hateful scheming and punishing. Their families who were killed can be regarded as being able to turn a blind eye.

"Two!"

"One!"

The countdown to the third is always so thrilling. When the number came to 'one', the entire audience held their breath and their nerves were tense to the extreme.

"Zero!"

When Mengfeng's last countdown fell, I saw that he had already raised the Spirit Gathering Knife and swept towards Han Jun and the six of them.

"True Yuan Sword, Crane Strike!"

And at this moment, a calm old shout also resounded in the audience at the same time.

When everyone reacted, they only saw a figure like a white crane, coming by the wind, moving the astonishing sword momentum, and a sword fell straight towards the dream wind.

This blow, the position is very tricky, and the angle is almost perfect.

If Mengfeng chooses to continue to drop towards Han Jun and the six with one sword, then this amazing sword will inevitably kill them at the same time. And if Mengfeng chooses to retreat, then the sword-wielder can take advantage of the victory to pursue and completely suppress the former.

"It's Han Xu, the ancestor of the True Yuan Sect, and he really deserves to be the strongest person on the face of the True Yuan Sect, and the angle of this sword is simply perfect!"

Xiao Han, the white cheongsam beauty, and several purple-robed people, as powerhouses in the Emperor Realm, their eyesight is naturally far beyond ordinary people, and they can see at a glance the perfection of Han Xu's sword angle. Not only can he save Han Jun's six people, but he can also take advantage of the situation to completely suppress Mengfeng.

"I really didn't expect that the Zhenyuan faction would choose to do it. ”

However, what Xiao Han and the other people from the three parties didn't expect was that the Zhenyuan faction would choose to make a move on Mengfeng and the others. In their eyes, this is very unwise. After all, eighty percent of the strength shown by the latter came from the world of the ancient sect circle. The existence within that circle, how powerful it is, is self-evident. Provoked like this. If one is not good, it may be difficult to destroy the door.

"The True Yuan Sect has done it!"

"That's ...... Zhen Yuan Sect Ancestor Han Xu, I didn't expect him to go out in person!"

"What a tricky sword, worthy of being the strongest ancestor of the True Yuan Sect!"

......

The onlookers in the audience were stunned at first, but they immediately reacted, and when they saw Han Xu's sword falling. Many people couldn't help but exclaim, one is for Han Xu's identity, and the other is for Han Xu's tricky sword.

Although the vast majority of people in the field are not strong, they are mercenaries and casual cultivators. Fighting all year round between the tip of the knife and the bloody mouth, they still have a certain amount of eyesight. In front of them, this Han Xu's trickery against Mengfeng is completely obvious, and they can't see it.

"Han Xu Ancestor!"

As for Han Jun and the six people, seeing Han Xu's appearance, the faces that were originally desperate undoubtedly bloomed with bright light at this moment.

The Zhenyuan faction really didn't give up on them!

"Huh. ”

It's just that at this moment, a chuckle sounded, but they couldn't help but be stunned.

Looking at it, I saw that what everyone in the audience didn't expect was that in the face of such a tricky sword, Mengfeng's choice was not to retreat as everyone thought, but not to dodge or dodge, and continue to hold the knife and slash at Han Jun and the six people.

"Is this kid crazy!?"

Seeing this scene, the faces of everyone in the audience changed.

"No!don't!!"

Especially Han Yun, Han Bai and Han Jun.

Dream Wind's knife continues to move forward, which means that they will definitely die. At this moment, they are trapped in ropes made of special materials, which make it difficult for them to break free at all. In the face of Mengfeng's slash, they couldn't dodge at all. This also means that if Mengfeng's knife really falls, they will definitely die.

The hope that had just arisen immediately fell into despair at this moment.

They couldn't believe that Mengfeng would choose such a way to exchange their lives for their lives.

Even Han Xu, who was falling with a sword flying quickly, was stunned when he saw this scene.

He himself understands the cunning of his sword. He was already ready, and he had the intention of taking advantage of the situation to completely overwhelm Mengfeng with a sword miss. It's just that at this moment, Mengfeng's move of not retreating but advancing completely disrupted his plan.

"Vertical Zier dare!"

Seeing that Han Yun, Han Bai and the others were about to be killed, Han Xu suddenly roared angrily.

Han Jun and the other four gentlemen are just that. Han Yun, Han Bai, this is absolutely impossible to die.

After all, for the True Yuan Sect, the two of them are where the deterrent lies, and once they fall, it will be an unbearable loss for the True Yuan Sect.

"Not good!"

Not far away, among the lush branches and leaves of a courtyard, Han Zizhen couldn't help but change his face when he saw this scene.

Originally, he also appreciated the trickiness of Han Xu's sword. But I didn't expect things to find such a turnaround.

It's just that he wanted to move, but was stopped by a hand beside him.

"It's too late!"

Beside him, there was naturally the bloody blood demon, and at this moment, the latter was wearing a black robe, and his body was completely shrouded in it, and his blood was completely covered.

"Brush—"

Sure enough, as the blood demon's deep voice fell, and between the streets in the distance, Mengfeng's knife had already slashed through the necks of Han Yun, Han Bai, and Han Jun, and the six great heads flew high with the splash of blood.

"Bastard, die to the old man!!"

Seeing this scene, Han Xu, who was also approaching with a sword, suddenly filled his eyes with a blood-red. The sword in his hand already carried the intent of killing.

...... (To be continued)