Soon, Mengfeng and the others, who were chasing all the way at full speed, came to the front.

Looking ahead, the Wind Tribe rectification team that had been waiting for a long time was not surprised.

After all, along the way, they didn't deliberately hide their bodies at all. With the perception of the Emperor Realm powerhouse, no matter how weak the soul power is, it can still be done by covering a radius of several thousand meters.

The only thing that made Mengfeng a little puzzled was that the two priests of the Tempest Tribe in front of him knew that their eight Emperor Realm chieftains were coming together, why did they dare to be so fearless?

Could it be that the two of them can deal with the eight Emperor Realm chiefs?

Thinking of this, Mengfeng's gaze couldn't help but look at the eight chiefs beside him.

It can be seen that the eight chiefs at this moment are all nervous, and even cold sweat is slipping down their foreheads.

This made Mengfeng stunned.

You are eight Emperor Realm powerhouses, and you are still afraid of the two opposite?

"That's it. Shaking his head, Mengfeng didn't dare to pin all his hopes on these eight chiefs. When it really doesn't work, it seems that he still has to take action himself.

"A group of trash from small and medium-sized tribes even dared to come to us on their own initiative. Do you think that if you gather more people, you will be able to deal with our Tempest Tribe? Hehe, it's ridiculous. But that's fine, let this priest catch you all!"

At this time, I saw that the sturdy middle-aged man in the robe was also the white priest of the Tempest Tribe. The muscles of the bare arms suddenly protruded, and as soon as his body moved, his whole body was like a bolt of lightning, and a punch blasted towards Mengfeng and the other nine people from afar.

It was the number of people who didn't care about Dream Wind at all.

"What are you chiefs afraid of? There are only two of them, if you join forces, can you still not deal with these two people?" Seeing the eight tribal chiefs, in the face of each other's attacks, instead of counterattacking, on the contrary, their bodies trembled a little, with a trace of fear in their eyes. Meng Feng couldn't help frowning, and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, what's there to be afraid of! There are so many of us, how can we not deal with the two of them?!" The strongest tribal chief, gritted his teeth, and his muscles were also prominent, and he rushed directly forward to meet the white priest of the Tempest Tribe.

"Bang ——"

Fist to fist, straight to collision. An invisible aura suddenly spread from the fists of the two, with a radius of hundreds of meters, and all of them collapsed.

Everyone present couldn't help but be shocked by this rippling energy, and they took several steps.

"Poof..."

At the same time, only a slight explosion was heard, and I saw that the strong chief's nose and mouth were gushing out of blood at this moment, and his huge body suddenly flew out far away. Seeing this, several chiefs hurriedly took it off.

It's just that the strong chieftain is obviously mixed with amazing strength, and this time, several chiefs were shocked back dozens of meters together before they could stabilize their figures.

"Hmph, a bunch of rubbish!"

Seeing this scene, the white priest who was standing in place not far away and just shook his body slightly, the disdain on his face undoubtedly became more intense.

"Ahem......"

This made the strong chief, who had fallen into the arms of several chiefs, undoubtedly extremely angry, and was about to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he coughed up a large mouthful of blood.

"Chief Bear!"

Seeing this scene, the faces of several chiefs couldn't help but change.

And at this moment, Dream Wind swept over from the side. After glancing at Chief Xiong twice, he took out two pills and stuffed them into the latter's mouth: "Chief Bear, swallow these two pills!"

Chief Xiong nodded as he said, swallowed hard, and swallowed the blood and pills gushing out of his mouth together.

The elixir melted into his body, turning into streams of gentle energy, overflowing through his body, repairing his internal wounds that had been shattered and cracked.

For a moment, Chief Xiong only felt a burst of relief all over his body, and his pale face before seemed to be replaced by ruddy at this moment. This made him can't help but bow slightly to Mengfeng gratefully: "Thank you Master Meng!"

"Chief Bear doesn't have to be polite. Mengfeng waved his hand.

"A bunch of waste, obediently die under the iron fist of this priest!"

Just as he was about to say something to a few chiefs, the white priest of the Tempest Tribe on the other side was like a bolt of lightning again, sweeping over, and with a punch, with a majestic momentum no less than the previous punch, it slammed straight in.

Seeing this, the faces of the chiefs changed, and they were about to make a move, but they stretched out their hands to Mengfeng to block them: "Let me come!"

All the chiefs were stunned for a moment, a glimmer of light flashed in their eyes, and they immediately nodded and retreated.

Dream Wind, in their eyes, has always been extremely mysterious. They only knew that the former was a very great alchemist, but they knew very little about the former's strength.

But one thing they know for sure is that Mengfeng's strength will only be stronger than them.

This can be seen from the first time when the chiefs saw Mengfeng and investigated it, but they easily rebounded all the soul power to the other party, including the Lingyun tribe, this chief with strong soul power.

"I really don't know whether to live or die, just a kid who is at the pinnacle of the Great Perfection of the Honorable Seal level. Dare to stand in front of this priest! Since this is the case, then this priest will be smashed first!" Seeing that Dream Wind was blocking in front of the chiefs, the disdain on the white priest's face was even worse, and at the same time, the cruelty in his eyes became more and more shining.

"Slash!"

And at this moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded in the field.

The voice was very flat, but as the voice fell, the sharp edge that swept out made everyone present, all of them have hair standing on end, and their bodies trembled slightly.

"Knife momentum, this kind of knife momentum, at least the fourth!"

Several chiefs were behind Mengfeng, and their feelings were naturally the most profound. This sharp edge made their faces all look shocked, and their eyes were full of horror to look at the figure in front of them, which seemed to be thin, but actually had amazing strength.

"Poof..."

"Ah!——h

Blood splattered, and a scream rang out. I saw that the white priest, who had not been able to live before, was cut off by the dream wind at this moment.

"White Rock!"

Not far away, Ben was admiring the white priest, and the old man in the red robe was an enemy, his face changed suddenly when he saw this, and with a step on his feet, his whole body leaped forward and caught the white priest who flew upside down.

Looking at the white priest's very flat and straight cut off arm wound, the red-robed old man's face couldn't help but turn pale, his eyes shot straight at Mengfeng, and he couldn't help but ask, "Who are you? Why do you want to go against my Tempest Tribe!?"

"Breaking the Sky of Fire!"

It's just that Meng Feng didn't pay attention to him at all, just raised the Spirit Gathering Knife in his hand and swung it gently.

A terrifying sword stained with purple flame burst out of the air, far away towards the red-robed old man and the white priest he was holding.

Seeing this, the red-robed old man's face changed, and he stepped on it again, and his whole body jumped backwards again and again, dodging this purple flame sword.

"So fast!"

It's just that before the red-robed old man could gain a firm foothold, a slight sound in his ears couldn't help but make his face change suddenly. I saw that Mengfeng came to his side in such a lightning flash, and the blade with a palpitating edge slashed around.

"Rock Shield!"

The red-robed old man gritted his teeth, and his right hand shook in the void, and a red staff immediately appeared in his hand. Straight towards the Spirit Gathering Knife slashed by Dream Wind.

"Sneer......"

The moment he touched the Dream Wind Spirit Gathering Knife, he saw that this red staff suddenly bloomed with a layer of red light, forming a red rock shield, resisting Dream Wind's astonishing blade.

"Whoosh!!"

A burst of sparks sparked between the shields, and at the moment of separation, the red-robed old man was holding the white priest in one hand and jumped backwards.

At the same time, not daring to hesitate at all, the red-robed old man directly ordered the hundreds of elites of the Tempest Tribe next to him: "Give it to me, kill this son!"

"Yes, Red Priest!"

Although Dream Wind easily repelled the White Priest and the Red-robed Old Man, the elites of the Tempest Tribe would not be deterred by this. As elites, they are all existences that the Tempest Tribe has cultivated in the form of dead soldiers since childhood. All of them are very brave.

"Master Dream, just leave a few of these people to us. Go after the Red Priest!"

At this time, the words of several chiefs came from his ears, and Mengfeng looked at it, only to see that when a group of elites came forward, the red-robed old man seemed to be a white priest who had fainted in pain, and fled into the distance.

Obviously, after some fighting, let the old man in the red robe understand that if he continued to stay here, they would definitely not be Mengfeng's opponents.

So at this moment, the red-robed old man directly chose to abandon the hundreds of elites of this Tempest Tribe in order to escape for the two of them.

"Good!"

The Tempest Tribe, as a descendant of the Wind Clan of the Holy Ancient Wan Clan, is quite amazing in terms of speed. If Mengfeng doesn't pursue at this moment, and comes to deal with the hundreds of elites in front of him, and then wants to catch up with the old man in the red robe, it is tantamount to a fool's dream. Therefore, without thinking about it, he nodded to the chiefs and pursued the red-robed old man.

A group of Tempest Tribe elites tried to stop it, but they were stopped by several chiefs, allowing the Dream Wind to pass smoothly.

Although the strength of these chieftains was not as good as that of the red-robed old man and the white priest, they were more than enough to deal with the elites of these Tempest Tribes. Therefore, Mengfeng is not worried that they will not be able to deal with the elites of these Tempest tribes if they stay.

"Hurry!"

With the experience of being escaped by the Wind Priest of the Tempest Tribe last time, Dream Wind will naturally not be slacking off at all this time. Swallow the next elixir of growth speed, crush a spirit rune of growth speed, and directly make his speed more than double the speed.

Little by little, he narrowed the distance between the red-robed old man and the white priest in the distance.

"Where did this guy come from? He is not weaker than those madmen of the Demon Determination Tribe!!" Seeing this scene, the red-robed old man in front of him couldn't help but change his complexion.

Just as Mengfeng thought, after some fighting, the old man in the red robe also had a general understanding of his strength. I don't think I'm an opponent, so I chose to flee without thinking about it.

At this moment, watching Mengfeng chase forward little by little, the face of the red-robed old man became more and more ugly.

...... (To be continued)

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