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Then one of them asked with a smirk and trembling voice, "Alliance leader, are you joking?"

But the fake Su Moyu over there just laughed wildly.

Tianhesuo on the side looked at him, his face became whiter and paler, and he said in a trembling voice: "I can't think of it...... Unexpectedly, Su Moyu, a dignified and scattered person, actually took refuge in the mastermind behind the scenes!"

Hearing this, the fake Su Moyu suddenly lowered his head and looked at everyone: "Now that the matter is now, there is no need for me to hide it anymore, I am not a scattered Su Moyu." The reason why I am pretending to be him is just because I need an identity to bring you guys to Baiyang Mountain!"

"Then who are you?" At this time, Tianhesu's face changed greatly, and he now knew that this Tiansan Su Moyu was actually a liar.

"I have no name and no surname, my master ordered me to hold the wind flag, and I will be called the wind slave!" the fake Su Moyu said with a cruel smile.

"Master, who is your master?" Tianhesu had already heard him say several times, and then he remembered to ask.

Who knew that the wind slave smiled and said, "You don't deserve to know, just wait here for death!"

After that, there was another laugh.

At this moment, a person in the crowd suddenly drew his sword, pointed at the wind slave and said, "I don't care what the master is or not, you better let us out now, otherwise we will kill you!"

"Kill me?" said the Wind Slave with a look of contempt.

"Even if I can't do it alone, we still have so many companions, it's enough to deal with you alone, right?" the man shouted.

Everyone next to him also chimed in: "Yes, even if we can't beat him alone, but there are so many of us, we will never lose!"

Just when everyone was about to launch a siege on the wind slave, they saw the latter smile and said, "Do you think that you are the only companions?"

When this sentence came out, everyone was stunned.

At this moment, a thunderclap suddenly fell from the sky. Split on the man who drew the knife and directly blasted it into a pile of coke.

"Wind slave, why did you get beaten so badly?" a woman's voice in the air laughed.

"Who made this guy usually not cultivate well, obviously the weakest of the eight of us, but he just wants to be the first in everything. Another man's voice came out of the crowd, and as he spoke, a fire suddenly ignited in the crowd. Burned a few cultivators to charcoal in an instant.

"Thunder slaves, fire slaves, keep your mouths shut!" the wind slave retorted.

"Wind slave. If you get down on your knees and beg me, and I will heal your wounds at once?" another woman's voice rang out.

"I don't think he's as good as dead...... "A male duck said.

Several voices came from all directions, and soon three women, four men, and seven people gathered on the side of the wind slave.

On the other side, the faces of the cultivators in Zhongzhou, led by Tianhesuo, changed again and again.

They could see that none of the seven new people were weaker than the wind slave.

The wind slave alone is quite difficult for everyone to deal with. If these eight people join forces, everyone has almost no chance of winning.

At this time, Su Moyu and Lou Lan were quietly hiding in the corner, watching everything here.

After seeing these eight people appear, Su Moyu's eyebrows were raised.

It was now that he finally understood what the dangerous aura he had vaguely felt before meant.

The cultivation of these eight people is all in the Upper Realm of Silence. And the aura on their bodies is very familiar to Su Moyu.

Each of these eight people has practiced a technique on the Ancient Eight Immortal Banner.

Moreover, their names all have a slave character, and after a little thought, it is clear that these eight people are slaves accepted by the madman, and they are in charge of the Ancient Eight Immortal Banners for him.

Seeing this, Su Moyu understood. Why was it that under the pursuit of the Black Feather King, that madman was still able to quietly and continuously destroy the Zhongzhou Sect.

It turned out that there were these eight guys doing it for him.

On the other side, although he didn't understand what the eight people in front of him meant, he also knew that things were not good.

Then I saw him ask in a trembling voice, "...... you What is your purpose?"

Hearing this, the dead slave among the eight said in a cold voice: "The purpose, the purpose is to invite you Zhongzhou cultivators to die. ”

Tianhesu pondered for a moment and said, "I know that the eight of you are strong, and each of you is stronger than us. But here and now, the advantage is still on our side, if we really fight, we will certainly lose, but among the eight of you, at least half of them will be killed!"

Hearing Tianhesuo say this, the people behind him were also a little at ease.

yes, anyway, there are so many people on my side.

But who would have thought that after listening to Tianhesuo's words, the eight people over there suddenly laughed out loud together.

After a long time, the laughter of several people stopped, and it was the wind slave who spoke: "Old man, the victory and defeat have long been clear, and the advantage is not in you at all!"

"What do you mean?" Tianhesuo suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

The wind slave over there smiled and turned his head to look at the dead slave at the head.

The dead slave said in his unique male duck voice: "Old fellow, why do you think this time the Ten Thousand Sects Alliance was chosen in Baiyang Mountain?"

Tianhesu was stunned for a moment and said, "Is it difficult for you to ......?"

The dead slave over there grinned and said, "Yes, we have already prepared our hands and feet in advance, and around this Baiyang Mountain, there is an eight-element formation laid out by the eight of us." Now that the Eight-Element Formation has been activated, it's not just as simple as trapping you here. As long as there are eight of us in this eight-element array, no matter how many of you are, it won't work at all!"

After saying this, everyone was in chaos again.

Yes, at this time, everyone has already discovered that the momentum of these eight guys in front of them has been improving, and it has obviously reached a level beyond the reach of everyone, and for a while, most of them can't even raise the will to resist.

And in the corner on the other side, Su Moyu closed his eyes and felt it, and sure enough, he saw that from all directions of Baiyang Mountain, there was a steady stream of eight yuan powers, which entered the bodies of the eight slaves in different categories, forcibly elevating the realm for them.

"I see!" Su Moyu nodded slightly, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What crooked idea do you have in mind again?" Lou Lan turned to look at him.

"You'll find out in a moment. Su Moyu was indifferent.

At this moment, the wind slave suddenly stepped out of the crowd, glanced at the crowd with cold eyes, and said, "Where did that kid go just now? Where did that first-class guest of Jiuyangmen go?

As soon as he shouted like this, everyone turned their heads to look at the head of Jiuyangmen, and at this time, the face of the head of Sun turned white, and he kept shaking his head and said, "I...... I do not know...... He seems to have just left ......."

Hearing this, the wind slave was about to attack again, but was interrupted by the dead slave on the side waving his hand, and said: "Wind slave, put away your private anger, the business is important, if you delay the master's orders, you know the consequences!"

As soon as he heard him say master, the wind slave stiffened, and reluctantly retreated, standing with the other seven people.

"Everyone, your vitality will eventually become part of my master's skill, and it won't be considered that you have lived in vain!" After the dead slave said this, he and the other seven people formed a circle, each pinched a magic trick, and then shouted in unison: "Qixian!"

(There should be a change in a while, I'll go and continue the codeword...... ）

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