Hard-hitting, no one on his side has definitely done anything to the other party, even if he is besieged by the forces of Ilang, Yang Zitao and others, the chance of winning is not great.

Because if you cut someone ten times, the other party may think it is harmless, but if he catches you and gives you a knife, it is not harmless, maybe...... Will hang.

This is the gap, a chasm that is difficult to bridge.

For the first time, Funeral Night felt powerless due to insufficient cultivation, but he was not an easy person to accept his fate.

Why did you run to the head and, are you still resigned to your fate?

Therefore, the plan for the funeral night is to discount the other party no matter how much it costs, and give a heavy warning to those who are still hiding in the dark and waiting for the opportunity.

On the night of the funeral, Ren Wulang, Yang Zitao, Invincible Xiaoqiang, Qin Jiangongzi and Toad were convened to hold a temporary strategic deployment meeting, and several people discussed it crookedly and reached a consensus.

The invincible Xiaoqiang and Tianshu attacked head-on, and they didn't really fight, or they sprinkled some lime powder on each other after they got close.

Yang Zitao, Toad, Ren Wulang and Qin Jiangongzi conquered from the two wings respectively, and if they could hold it, they would hold it, and if they couldn't hold it, they would withdraw, and safety would come first.

After everyone acted, they found that they had nothing to do on the funeral night, so they stood in the rear and swept the formation.

Damn! A group of people went straight to the black line.

The invincible Xiaoqiang suddenly discovered that the invincible lime powder was actually useless in front of Zhao Feng and the others, and his true anger would be swept away before he could see it.

If you want to say that the biggest effect is just to interfere with the other party.

Let the flanks of Iwolang, Yang Zitao and others conquer, but they also have little effect, and if they die, they will be the enemy of ten moves, and if they don't retreat, they will definitely have to kneel.

But Zhao Feng wanted to rush to the encirclement of Ren Lang and the others, and it was obviously not so easy.

When Zhao Feng slowly adapted to this style of play, and planned how to take down the two spikes of Ren Wulang and Yang Zitao in one fell swoop.

The funeral night, who had been watching from the sidelines, suddenly made a move, popping out a few imperceptible lime powders, and shooting directly into Zhao Feng's eyes.

The way of using lime powder on the funeral night is different from others, the amount is small and difficult to detect, and it is extremely accurate.

But how did you let the lime powder penetrate the protective shield of Lao Tzu's true qi?

No, the lime powder from the night of the funeral seems to contain the power of true qi.

Zhao Feng couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, he was also afraid, what if the other party was carrying a magic power?

That's it, hiding in the distance on the night of the funeral, from time to time to give Zhao Feng a fierce medicine, although the effect is not good, but the interference ability is definitely not weak, Ren Wulang and Yang Zitao have succeeded several times, these two goods are also fierce, catch and cut, whether you are in pain or not, first burst out of the momentum.

Zhao Feng was empty-hearted, this is obviously grinding kung fu, if it goes on like this, maybe it may really be planted in the hands of this group of people.

Looking at Lang Libai again, at this time, he was being scattered by a group of female disciples and fairies, and they were all about to be submerged.

I'll take it! They are probably the elites of the Ghost Night Flower Anther Hall, and they are really wealthy!

Lang Libai is the kind of person who looks straight when he sees a beautiful woman. But it's a battle now!How do you feel like a player? Can you be serious?

Zhao Feng was speechless, and vowed that in the future, he would not bring this kind of rich second generation out to mix, and he would always drop the chain.

Zhao Feng didn't worry about his comfort, mainly because this style of play was a little uncomfortable, the funeral night was empty and real, real and empty, which made him a little nervous!

And no matter whether it is virtual or real, the four goods on the left and right sides will come around and knock on the stick.

Is there any reason for this? Anyway, everyone is also mixed up in the rivers and lakes, how can they make it look like a street hooligan fight, and still have a bit of style?

But it's also ha, the funeral night itself is a hooligan birth, when did you care about the word "style"?

Zhao Feng's heart was tall and short, and he had fought hundreds of battles on the rivers and lakes, but he had never been so aggrieved.

"Damn, I'm going to kill you. Zhao Feng suddenly focused all his hatred on the funeral night, and in the struggle with Ren Wulang, Yang Zitao and others, he slowly moved forward, the purpose was to take out the hole cards after reaching the appropriate distance, and strive to kill the funeral night with one blow.

"Huh!"

But he underestimated Burial Night's acumen for battle, and by the time he began to move, Burial Night had already seen his intentions.

Therefore, the funeral night strengthened the urging of the iron fingers, and the white line shadows shot densely away.

After being beaten by Ren Wulang and Yang Zitao and others in a blinding situation, Zhao Feng was about to launch a powerful blow when the funeral night suddenly moved.

This is a special kill hole card that combines strength, speed and restraint in the funeral night, and it is the result of countless shocks of true qi in the body, and there is a very small chance that it can only trigger a nirvana once.

In Zhao Feng's eyes, it felt like a streamer suddenly rushing in, and in a blink of an eye, before he could even use the means to prepare for the strongest blow, his brain was hit by the other party.

This is...... Right, right?

"Damn, this thing really has the ability to kill in one hit!" Zhao Feng's remorseful voice seemed to echo in the night sky.

Yang Zitao and the others were still preparing to surround the group, but before they could figure out the situation, the awesome Zhao Chengfeng suddenly fell to the ground and turned into a puff of green smoke.

Everyone is confused, can anyone tell me what's going on?

A master of heroic cultivation, why did he suddenly disappear, why didn't Lao Tzu have enough fun?

"Is this your self-created nirvana?" I remember when we first met, Funeral Night was still a rookie in terms of fighting, and even a product like Zhou Yishan might not be able to fight.

How long has it been? He's grown to this point, and even his own special moves are so awesome.

That's a master of heroic cultivation, so many people surrounded him and didn't let him shed his skin, you killed him in seconds as soon as you made a move?

Complaining is complaining, Ren Wulang is still very happy in his heart, at least the signboard of Shennongmen has been erected on the funeral night, although the foundation is still thin, and there is still a big gap compared with most consortium forces, but at least he has taken this step.

"Damn! It turns out that the legend is true!" Yang Zitao was excited, and now he regarded the funeral night as his backer.

The future of the Heroes Club is also closely related to him to a large extent, and the stronger the funeral night, the wider the way out for the Heroes Club.

Because there will be a struggle within the Heroes Association next, and this is a question of who is in power.

Although Liu Chengwan is shallow, he relies on the backing of the Yipin Club, not to mention the hard-line means, at least the people of his own faction cannot deal with it alone.

Therefore, the stronger the funeral night, the greater Yang Zitao's confidence. After taking over the management rights of lime powder in the future, will the development momentum be more fierce?

Maybe it can catch up with the same latecomers as the Weile Gang and let the forces in the south of the city reshuffle?

Thinking of this, Yang Zitao was excited, but within three seconds, he began to worry again.

In other words, this rookie competition, am I out of a chance?

The nirvana on the night of the burial, even the master of heroic cultivation can overturn it, and I still have a hair!

(End of chapter)