Even if it is in the name of Xiao Wudao, it doesn't mean that Commander Luo can win over this waste.

There are many people in the blue shirt guards with vicious eyes, and there are even more people who can see the situation clearly, and Commander Luo is destined to be a tragedy. He Ling Feng retreated as advance, and when the time came, the blue-shirted guard would naturally obediently return to his hands.

Ling Feng sneered all over his face, and coldly watched Xiao Wudao and Luo Yidao make a bloody storm in this Heavenly Palace underground palace.

Sure enough, when the entire branch hall was in charge of Xiao Wudao, and the news that Luo Yidao was in charge of investigating the mysterious forces that attacked the black-clothed army base was released, it immediately caused an uproar in the entire palace!

It even caused panic, but in the entire Heavenly Palace, where the hierarchy was extremely strict, panic was destined to not last long. It didn't take much time for several blue-shirted guards and some black-clothed soldiers to be strongly suppressed by Xiao Wudao.

These people are all people who don't know the inside story of Ling Feng or the master of the horse hall, and they are seen by many people as ignorant. But the depression of these people also fell in the eyes of Ling Feng and the Ma Hall Master.

Naturally, they know who is faithful and who is not.

After Xiao Wudao's strong suppression, the entire Heavenly Palace was quiet and busy under Xiao Wudao's leadership.

And Commander Luo worked tirelessly to seize power and win over Ling Feng's blue-shirted guards, some of these people were shrewd and some of them admitted death.

The shrewd person naturally entered the discipline of Commander Luo after pushing and pushing. Those who admit the reason of death are naturally sworn to die and refuse!

Refuse, refuse, refuse!

Unanimous rejection!

Commander Luo, who was angry and angry, excluded these people, suppressed them, and sent them down.

Once a son of heaven, a courtier!

In this small underground palace of the Heavenly Palace, it is clearly staged.

Ling Feng watched coldly, those who were suppressed and sent down, fell on his psychology. As for those who are shrewd, naturally they also fall into his eyes.

Whether others are shrewd or not, what he thinks is who is truly loyal to him!

This retreat also made him realize many loyal people.

Ling Feng didn't befriend them or go to them, but continued to draw his own circles in the corner by himself, training and training the black-clothed army.

These black-clothed soldiers are all cannon fodder in the eyes of the blue-shirted guards, but in Ling Feng's eyes, they are real troops, and their strength is sometimes much stronger than those blue-shirted guards who fight alone!

However, the proud and paranoid beings in the blue shirts never knew this, and thought that a person who was strong alone was powerful. But I don't know that in a large battlefield, it is still with the regiment to form a large array, with the strength of the group, in order to survive, to survive, in order to win the battle!

The power of unity, Ling Feng is very clear. But no one in the Heavenly Palace is clear, perhaps in their minds full of the idea of personal heroism that man will conquer the heavens.

Heads-up is really powerful, that is, invincible!

As everyone knows, when people are powerful and tired, there are also times when the true yuan is exhausted, and there are always times when they are unprepared and are blasted through the defensive armor.

Once the defensive armor is blasted through, the cultivator's fragile body is bound to be seriously injured. The unlucky will die because of this, and in a large battlefield, strong strength is not the most important factor for survival.

Cleverness, unity, and prudence are the most important factors for survival in a large battlefield.

Ling Feng was sneering, and in his sneer, he seemed to see those arrogant blue-shirted guards dying one by one in the magic weapon or Dao method that flew from nowhere.

One by one, they died in terror!

He's looking forward to that day!

He thought about the destruction of the Heavenly Palace, and he had been thinking about it for a long time!

As for the Ma Hall Master's co-optation of him, Ling Feng was very clear. The old fox of the master of the Ma hall just wanted Xiao Wudao to lose, and then he was on it.

That is, they are fighting for power and avoiding power, each dragging their own retreat. The old fox of the hall master thought that Ling Feng was also thinking like this, but he didn't expect that what Ling Feng was thinking about was how to destroy the plan of the Heavenly Palace!

This is something that the master of the horse hall could never have imagined!

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind!

Ling Feng was sneering!

At the same time, in the palace where Ling Feng was before, when Commander Luo put Wang Lin's information in front of Xiao Wudao, Xiao Wudao glanced at it coldly, and threw the information on the garbage heap on the side, and smiled disdainfully: "Nobody, not enough to worry about!"

In this way, Wang Lin's information was thrown into the garbage heap by him. He didn't even take a closer look at the moment when he regretted it at the end, and in Wang Lin's information, Wang Lin spent four years growing from a low-level monk to a powerhouse in the early stage of Jindan.

He regretted even more that he didn't see that there were still words of suspected initiators behind the Jindan powerhouse!

It was because of his contempt for enemies, his disdain, his arrogance, the dignified generation of peerless geniuses of the Heavenly Palace, and a dignified entrant, who died at the hands of the people he despised and despised the most!

It has fallen, and no one knows!

This incident has been recorded in the record of a future big man, and it was known to future generations, and the laughter broke his throat. Tiangong Xiao Wudao, this peerless genius who could have stirred up the world, has become a joke for all descendants thousands of years later.

A classic textbook that makes all the genius disciples of the younger generations stand up to arrogance!

Under the moonlit night, a gray figure moved lightly, and its figure flashed like a ghost, disappearing into the Cong King. It was a barren mountain, surrounded by no people, except for clusters of sparse bushes and some tall grasses, which looked unusually desolate.

The moonlight was blocked by a black cloud, and the sparse moonlight fell faintly, and the whole land was in darkness.

It's a dark night again!

Wang Jian sighed in his heart, looking at the barren mountain, but his heart was full of excitement and nervousness.

He was a disciple of the Xuantian Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion, a sword trial disciple! More importantly, he was a member of the intelligence group that had just been established and was following the second generation of bandits to spy on intelligence.

Wang Jian has a pretty face, and if he carries a coquettish flying sword on his back on weekdays, the whole person is also in the spotlight. But since being selected as a member of BFI, that coquettish outfit is hard to see.

The tall body gradually bowed down, a beautiful sword eyebrows also became distorted, and the delicate facial features became obscene. From the inside out, it is full of extremely obscene temperament, even Wang Jian Zhiji has a feeling that this is not his own.

However, this was stipulated by the bandit master himself, and under the deterrence of the iceberg empress, as well as the temptation of the bandit's unpredictable stealth technique, Wang Jian had to make himself obscene.