In the silent night, everyone in the ruins had fallen asleep, and Wang Bei also fell asleep with the flying sword in the silence.

The patrol team patrolled the ruins with torches held high to guard against the invasion of demons.

Suddenly, a dark figure sprang out from behind the blue-gray tent, and he twisted his steps lightly, taking advantage of the gap between the patrol team and the guard, and sneaked in front of Wang Bei's tent.

Gently pull the zipper and throw a small projectile into it.

After waiting for a while, the figure completely pulled the zipper open, and suddenly, the scene of Wang Bei's sleep was unobstructed in front of him.

Although it was a black light, it was extremely bright in this person's eyes, and his eyes could even clearly see the demon spirit blade in Wang Bei's arms.

The black figure laughed silently, and the expression on his face as he looked at the flying sword instantly became extremely greedy.

Unexpectedly, the black figure pulled the flying sword out of Wang Bei's arms with a forceful pull, but Wang Bei, who seemed to be asleep, did not react at all.

And the flying sword was also completely silent, letting the black figure hold it in his hand.

He slowly exited the tent, smiled happily, and was about to flee, but suddenly, a voice sounded behind him, "Anyway, you can't use it even if you take it, Captain Wu." ”

The black figure suddenly turned around, and looked at Wang Bei who was looking at him with a smile in horror, he had a face towel on his face, which had already covered his face, but he could imagine the look full of shock under his face scarf, he snorted slightly and said: "Hmph, boy, you are hiding it." ”

Wang Bei wanted to speak, but the patrol team in charge of patrolling found their traces and hurriedly gathered.

"What people!"

Wu Xuanzhi's face hidden under the face towel suddenly changed drastically, his eyes turned sharply a few times, and he tore off the covered face towel and shouted: "Come on, come on!"

In an instant, several tents that had turned off their lights suddenly lit up.

Countless students got up and rushed towards this direction.

Everyone in the patrol team arrived first, and the leading captain immediately looked at Wu Xuan and asked, "Captain Wu, what happened?"

"Quick, take him down, take down Wang Bei!"

Wu Xuanzhi's words were still very intimidating, and as soon as everyone in the patrol heard this, they moved closer to Wang Xuan's body, and the bright blade flickered in front of Wang Xuanzhi's eyes, carrying a slight sense of shock.

But before the patrol team could catch Wang Bei, another voice suddenly sounded.

Seeing Yan Jue, who was wearing a nightgown, holding up a strong muscle, majestically leading a large number of people towards several people, he shouted: "What happened, it's so noisy at night." ”

Wearing a dressing gown?

Wang Bei turned his eyes to look at the crowd in civilian clothes, shook his head, and laughed.

Yan Qi was a little surprised, and was about to ask why Wang Xuan was laughing, but Wu Xuanzhi, who was in a hurry to report, grabbed the conversation, and said anxiously: "Boss, don't you believe this person, this Wang Bei is Liang Muchu's hand, sent to us to be an undercover agent, I just saw him secretly meet with the people of the Liang faction, and our missing lock spirit stone key was stolen by this person." ”

"Is that true?"

Yan Jue's face was shocked, but seeing that Liu Tao beside him seemed to remember something, and whispered a few words in his ear, Yan Jue said with an angry face: "Come on, tie up Wang Bei, and search his body." ”

The series of changes is extremely fast, dazzling, but how can Wang Bei, who is in it, not see everything clearly, he suddenly smiled and said to Wu Xuanzhi: "It seems that the person who is hidden is you, you are really powerful." ”

Wu Xuanzhi's expression was stunned but he didn't understand the meaning of Wang Xuan's words, but at this time, he couldn't relax for a moment, he had to bite everything to the death, he snorted coldly and said, "Stubborn guy." ”

Wang Bei stretched out his palm, and suddenly, the demon spirit flying sword that Wu Xuanzhi held tightly in the palm of his hand slashed through his palm again with a bang, and flew into Wang Bei's hand.

He rarely held the hilt of the Demon Spirit Flying Sword, and said with a chuckle: "Isn't it just a sword, is it worth your hard work." ”

Suddenly, he grabbed the two ends of the flying sword with both hands, and with a slight fold, the demon spirit flying sword broke into two.

Wu Xuanzhi, Yan Qi, Liu Tao and others were instantly dumbfounded, the former was distressed because he broke such a treasure, and the latter was because at such a time of life and death, he actually broke his most important means of fighting, wouldn't he kill himself.

But Wang Bei's actions couldn't change the current situation, and with a bang, four sturdy men came out of Yan Qi's elite team.

Hula!

The four of them formed a circle and spread out all around.

At the same time, they pulled off their vests, revealing their shiny muscles, one by one as if a python was wrapped around their bodies.

The shaking wrists each glowed bright red.

Base segment five!

The four of them were all profound martial artists who had cultivated to the base level five or above.

"Don't say more, just do it. One of them shouted.

Wang Bei put away the fragments of the flying sword, stretched out his palms, and swung his legs and feet, which was the starting style of the soft fist technique, and he flicked his body slightly intentionally or unintentionally.

Without saying a word, the four of them started a battle.

Just as he was facing this person, he stretched out his hand to condense his iron fist, and suddenly slammed a punch into the front, and the speed of the fist could only make people see a little afterimage.

The people on the left and right sides slashed their swords respectively, with the purpose of stunning Wang Bei.

The man in the back flicked his right leg and slapped sideways.

Wang Bei was in the middle of it, but he breathed a sigh of relief, and his body was obviously a lot softer, but suddenly, he straightened his body, put his palms together and fists, and his short body dodged the pinching blows on both sides, and then immediately turned down, pinching the abdomen of the two like fists.

The deep fist momentum locked the strength of the two of them, and with a momentum of thrust, the two of them were immediately knocked away.

Wang Bei's body was like an eagle spreading his wings and like a white crane shining his wings, stretching out his legs and feet to sweep, and his hands moved with the momentum, catching the fists and feet of the two people in front and behind.

Hum!

The two snorted slightly, and quickly dispatched their fists and kicks, making a series of movements.

Wang Beixin was divided into two uses, his left hand and right hand supported the move at the same time, quickly dismantling the moves of the two, and suddenly there was another wave of topping, and the person on the back was repulsed.

The two people on the left and right sides who were knocked away suddenly approached the battle again.

Divided fists and kicks, violently like a violent storm.

But every time Wang Bei caught a burst of punches and kicks, he used his strength to bounce one person away, and the four besiegers attacked Wang Bei at most two at the same time.

Even if you get close for a moment, you will be bounced off immediately.

Everyone on the lookers looked at this battle in shock, thinking that after losing the demon spirit flying sword, Wang Bei was able to capture it.

Unexpectedly, it was difficult for the four powerful martial artists of the base section five to fight together, and he was beaten away one after another.

At this moment, everyone extinguished the rumors about Wang Bei's low personal combat power.

Such people are still low in combat effectiveness, then they must be waste materials!