Chapter Ninety-Three: Mission

Since the war between the Wuyin Sect and the Hundred Sects had already broken out, in just a few days, there were many battles of different scales between the two sides.

The task of this positive squad is to destroy a small stronghold of the opponent, and the team that attacks together is not only them, but also in different strongholds, not only can they obtain information from it, but also give the other party a little deterrent.

The sky gradually darkened, and under the reflection of the setting sun in the distance, a touch of blood added a bit of a solemn atmosphere.

Feng Zhengyang and his party waited quietly, and on the other hand, the disciples patrolling on the other side seemed to be a little tired and gradually loosened.

Slowly sinking into the rocks, he turned around and whispered to everyone.

"There is a breach in the other side's guard, and when it gets dark, it's our chance to act. ”

Then he looked at the nightingale and said.

"Nightingale, when you can make a move, you play the striker and drag the opponent into the illusion for a while. ”

"Next, Senior Brother Equation, you can cast a range of poison gas, it doesn't need to be too big, just infiltrate it slowly. ”

"The rest of me will join me in resolving the battle quickly, do you have any objections?"

Everyone shook their heads, and Feng Zhengyang immediately waved his hands, and everyone put their hands on them, folded them in turn, and shook them lightly.

In fact, this small stronghold does not belong to the people of the Wuyin Sect, but some rebellious sects, and the resources promised by the Wuyin Sect buy them and sell their lives for them.

Since it is a rebellion, Lin Jian naturally knows the details of the other party.

This stronghold was guarded by a small sect called Liangliang Sect, and the sect leader was a master of the Broken Mirror Perfection, as well as a number of elders who had broken the Mirror Breaking Advanced Cultivation, and at this time they were still celebrating loudly.

"Sect Master, you are still more enlightened, joining this Wuyin Sect, not only has a lot of resources, but also enjoys every day. ”

An elder drank the wine in his mouth, hugged his female companion on the side, and said.

And the person who was called the suzerain was naturally extremely happy when he heard this.

"That's natural, this Wuyin Sect is not only strong, but also so generous, different from the poor acid sect. ”

"Here, drink, celebrate!"

"Respect the Sect Master!"

"Respect the Sect Master!"

"Brothers, drink this cup and have a bright future for us!"

Little did they know that death was creeping in.

At this time, the Feng Zhengyang team had already quietly touched it, and the two disciples on patrol were sleeping soundly, and when they heard the sound, they quickly woke up, stood up and walked a few steps forward, looked around, but did not see anything unusual, and said to their companions on the side.

"You said that it was a big night, how could there be people from the hundred sects here, the Wuyin Sect was so cautious, aren't you afraid of the hundred sects?"

When his companion heard this, he hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand, looked around, and made sure that there was no one before speaking.

"You can't talk nonsense, otherwise you and I won't end well. ”

After saying that, the two yawned and turned around to walk inside.

Woohoo!

Two sword qi flashed, and before the two of them could shout, their heads fell to the ground, silently.

Feng Zhengyang quickly turned his arm and retracted the sword.

Immediately, his right hand was raised, and his palm swung forward a few times, and the nightingale and the equation came to both sides, only to see the two of them flip their palms and swing forward, and the phantom array and poisonous gas have quietly begun to slowly envelop the entire stronghold.

In the nightingale's illusion, the disciples of Liangliang Sect only felt dizzy, tired, and had no will to fight, plus the poisonous gas of the equation entered the body, the other party was unaware of it, I have to say that the cooperation between the two was perfect.

I saw that the six people were scattered, and their figures swept through the night, and where they passed, blood flowed like a river, and these disciples stationed at the door of the stronghold were only cultivating as the mandate of heaven, and the wind was raising a sword in his hand, and several people died, as if the smell of blood stimulated the rest of the people, and they all woke up from the illusion.

Shouted: "Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

The elders who were drinking seemed to hear the sound as well, and then saw a disciple rushing in with a rolling belt, lying on the ground, and said in a trembling voice.

"Sect Master, Elder, there is an enemy attack!"

"What?!You say it again!"

Liang Liang, the sect leader of the Liangliang Sect, stood up and shouted angrily.

The disciple was startled and said again, "Sect Master, it's an enemy attack!"

"How dare you!"

Liang Liang waved his hand, and said without any sense of wine.

"Wait for a few elders to make a move and bring their heads back!"

Several elders who were close to the door suddenly stood up and arched their hands.

"Yes, Sect Master, we will definitely take the person who disturbed the Sect Master to drink!"

After saying that, a few figures went out!

At this time, the disciples on the periphery were all lying on the ground, lifeless, and the wind was raising and the group was about to step forward, but they saw the three of them coming in the air, and they shouted:

"You and other thieves, dare to disturb us and wait for a good drink, and you will stay alive today! ”

After speaking, I saw one of them with his palms into claws, his face fierce, and he rushed towards him with great momentum!

Before the wind could speak, Hu Ming had already gotten up and stepped forward, punching out and colliding with him head-on.

Bang!

The two of them palmed each other, and they were both shocked by each other's aura, only to see a claw mark on Hu Ming's arm stand out, and blood gushed out.

When the other party saw this scene, he said with disdain.

"You should be glad that you dare to fight against my eagle talon, otherwise your entire arm will be scrapped on the spot!"

After saying that, he burst out laughing, and the two people behind him also laughed when they heard this.

Where did Hu Ming suffer such humiliation, he raised his feet and was about to step forward again, but was stopped by Feng Zhengyang.

I only heard the wind and said softly.

"I'm coming!"

In the next second, a figure galloped by, and the elder's laughter came to an abrupt end, his eyes full of horror and disbelief, as he found that a large crack had been left in the clothes in front of him.

The wind is blowing in the secret realm, and the speed has already increased, so it is not surprising that it is so fast.

And Feng Zhengyang didn't hurt the other party, he could have solved the other party with a sword, but he didn't do it, it was to seek justice for his humiliated senior brother.

Seeing this, Hu Ming's eyes were full of gratitude as he looked at Feng Zhengyang.

"How...... How could it be?" the elder shivered and touched his abdomen, the exhilarating coolness that chilled his heart at the same time.

He was afraid, turned around and retreated to the two people behind him, as if the three of them had a trace of confidence.

"There is a strong man among them, who can cut off the clothes in front of me in an instant. ”

The other two looked at him with such a serious expression, and they knew that what he said was true, and he could take away the things on his body without realizing it under the nose of the high-level of the broken mirror, and only the possible strength could be done far above it.

The two of them placed their hands in front of them, and the aura filled their bodies.

Seeing this scene, Feng Zhengyang and the others all laughed.

"Why? Are you so afraid of us, aren't you going to send us to that netherworld?"

Tiger Ming seized the opportunity to mock fiercely.