Chapter 1713: Reverse Eye

"What do you mean by that?" Ziling immediately guessed something, and subconsciously retreated a few feet to keep a safe distance.

The middle-aged Confucian student also immediately retreated a few feet.

The old man in the green shirt was half a beat slower, but he immediately came back to his senses, and looked at the old man in brocade with horror and horror: "City Lord, you actually want to cross the river and tear down the bridge?" ”

The faces of the other people changed suddenly, and they could only watch as the gray-robed man took the space ring in his hand, his face full of vigilance.

No one thought that things would actually develop in this direction, and they didn't expect that this city lord would be so shameless that he would even want to swallow their share of it. You know, some time ago, they were desperately fighting against the Lizong Star Palace.

Fang Yan's heart also sank, looking at the tone of the old man in brocade clothes, he didn't seem to intend to let them go. If these two late-stage beings join forces directly, they are really a little choked. He only has a picture of the circle, but there is no way to control both of them. Unless it's the rest of these people joining forces, it's really hard for them to get out.

"Everyone, it's no wonder I'm here." The old man in brocade looked at a few people gloomily, "People die for money, and birds die for food." Now that even Needle City is gone, it's not just a few of you who have suffered, and I have to plan for myself. ”

"So, are you planning to kill us?" The middle-aged Confucian asked with a dark face.

"Kill you? Hehe......" The old man in brocade laughed, laughing very arrogantly, "If you are willing to hand over everything on yourself, I can also let you live, don't say that I haven't given you a chance." ”

"City Lord, are you too ruthless?" The old man in the green shirt forcibly suppressed his anger, "We fought desperately against the Star Palace Sect in front of us, and now you plan to do this to us?" ”

"If you had just left, there would have been nothing to do. But since you're trying to hit me with these things, I certainly don't mind biting back. The old man in brocade sneered: "You didn't work hard for me before, to put it bluntly, you are all for yourself, and we are all for ourselves, even now, I am for myself." Everyone is for themselves, so don't talk about yourself so noblely. ”

"Senior Hou, do you really plan to go along with him?" A mid-stage being turned his head to look at the gray-robed man, his face extremely pale, "We once went out of the city together to fight the enemy, do you really want to do this?" ”

"What to do? Do you want to do it with you? The gray-robed man put away the space ring, looked at the old man in brocade on the opposite side with a mocking expression, and said with a smile: "No, no, no, you misunderstood, I didn't mean to do anything with you, I never had." ”

Hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment, and looked at him with a stunned expression, obviously not expecting him to say such a thing. Not going to do anything to us? Then what do you mean by accepting half of the Yuan Stone's medicinal herbs just now?

"Brother Hou, what do you mean by that?" The old man in brocade asked the doubts in the hearts of these people, and his face was extremely ugly.

"What do you mean? You tell me? The gray-robed man looked at him sympathetically, "Although I am selfish and selfish, I am not as shameless as you. Even the former allies want to do the black, how dare I believe you? How could I possibly believe you? I just want to get my fair share back. ”

"You ......" The corners of the old man's eyes jumped wildly, pointing at him for a long time, but he couldn't say a word again. His face seemed to be as ugly as a pig's liver.

"What am I?" The gray-robed man sneered: "If it weren't for the fact that you actually divided half of the Yuan Stone just now, do you think you might leave alive today?" Since you've really split half of it, I'm too lazy to make another move. At this point, he looked at the others and asked, "Everyone, I'll go first, you shouldn't have any opinions, right?" ”

"Be careful all the way." The middle-aged Confucian immediately reacted.

"Thank you, senior." Everyone else also reacted and expressed their positions.

"Farewell, everyone!" The gray-robed figure moved slightly, and disappeared directly in place.

The old man in brocade clothes had a blue face, and the corners of his mouth kept shaking, obviously angry. After a moment, his figure suddenly shook slightly, and it also became blurred.

"Do you want to go?" Ziling's palm moved quickly, and the vitality went towards him like raindrops.

"City Lord, it's not kind to leave like this." The middle-aged Confucian also reacted and attacked wildly.

"If you don't leave things behind, how can you go?" The old man in the green shirt also flew over.

Not to be outdone, the other two flew over at the same time.

Five attacks fell on the old man in brocade at the same time, if he insisted on leaving at this time, he would definitely end up seriously injured.

"Bang bang ......"

His figure, which had just become blurred, immediately became clear again, and he stubbornly blocked the five attacks in front of him.

The middle-aged Confucian opened his mouth and said: "Everyone, since the city lord didn't have a good heart in the first place, we don't have to be polite anymore, let's do it together and leave him behind." ”

"You want to keep me too?" The old man in the brocade suit also seemed to be angry, his palms moved, and one attack after another kept flying out.

"If you don't run away, we will kill you!" Ziling gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't expect you to be so shady, and you actually wanted to fight our idea." ”

The five of them divided into five directions and surrounded the old man in brocade clothes in the middle, and the vitality energy containing the terrifying aura kept flying towards him.

An energy shield lit up in front of the old man in brocade, enveloping him in it, blocking nearly sixty percent of the attacks.

Fang Yan stepped back a few feet, not wanting to step forward and do something. Now this battle was no longer for him to meddle in, it was enough for him to protect himself from their aftermath. Anyway, he doesn't have much use now, and it doesn't matter if he is killed.

"It's all over the place!" The old man in the green shirt suddenly roared, and a little fire suddenly appeared in mid-air, illuminating the surroundings as bright as day. The flames moved quickly, and finally stopped above the old man in brocade clothes, pouring down.

"Break it for me!" The old man in the brocade robe raised his hands upwards, and a powerful aura visible to the naked eye flew out from his palm, spinning like a full moon scimitar and flying into the sky. Finally, it collided with the firelight in the sky.

"Boom!"

A deafening sound sounded in mid-air, more than ten miles away, so that even the dialects were uncontrollably shaken back several feet away.

"Surnamed Lian, do you really think you can hold on?" The middle-aged Confucian shouted angrily, and as soon as his palm was raised, a black spot shot out, and appeared in front of the old man in brocade clothes in the blink of an eye.