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"Are all the people here now?" the voice came, and then, the man let out a "huh", his tone full of surprise.

Qiu Peng and Ah Bo immediately sensed the gaze from the black-clothed sect leader, and it should be Qiu Peng and Ah Bo's jīng god bō movement that was sensed by the black-clothed sect master.

Qiu Peng and Abo exerted their strength at the same time, and with a bang, the wooden altar was torn apart, and broken pieces of wood flew in all directions in the hall.

Qiu Peng let out a roar and informed Huang Liang and Song Junxiao, who were waiting outside, that they could rush in. The long swords in the hands of the two men pointed at the black-clothed sect leader at the same time.

Only then could Qiu Peng see the appearance of the black-clothed sect leader clearly. The outfit on his body was very similar to the dress of the man in black that night, the clothes of the strange material of the black dress, the mask on his face, and the long sword at his waist were all very similar styles, the only difference was that this man had double-flowing eyes that emitted a strange light.

"Dangdang" twice, Qiu Peng and Abo's long swords stabbed in front of the black-clothed sect leader's iōng, who was caught off guard.

The black-clothed sect master's body exuded a powerful ball of true qi, effortlessly blocking the attack of the two long swords.

This surprised both Qiu Peng and Abo, because in such a hurry, they were able to resist the attack of their own side with their whole body true qi, you know, the attacking side is Abo who has the realm of a super-first-class powerhouse!

Could it be that the other party's strength is an innate realm???? Qiu Peng thought in shock in his heart. If that were the case, we would be dead!!

The black-clothed sect leader, who had been suddenly attacked, let out a sharp roar, and used a strange rhythm that no one could understand, controlling the other four attendants standing around.

In the hall, standing were the leaders of several gangs, looking at each other at the moment, at a loss. The outfits and dresses of the four entourages were very similar to those of the black-clothed sect master, but the strange and fierce momentum on their bodies was slightly inferior.

They surrounded them with a shout. Qiu Peng and Abo continued to bounce at the black-clothed sect leader without stopping, not allowing the black-clothed sect leader to have the slightest chance to breathe.

However, the black-clothed sect leader used the arm guards on his arms to resist Qiu Peng and Abo's attack very wolfishly but still effectively. However, the double uǐ feet have already been the mark of the realm of the super-first-class powerhouse issued by Abo, and if the actual sword qi has been stabbed several times.

What was shocking was that there was no blood at all in the place where the black-clothed sect leader was injured. The only thing that can only be seen is the wound of the red luǒluǒ that can see the bones and blood. Not a drop of blood. It doesn't look like a person. More like an unknown creature.

The other four entourages surrounded them and rushed between the three of them desperately, taking over the attacks of Qiu Peng and Abo respectively.

The black-clothed sect leader took two steps back, his expression hideous, and he let out an angry laugh: "You want your corpses to be broken. ”

The black-clothed sect leader finally pulled out Hei E's long sword, and shouted angrily, "Hei E's spin slash!"

In this instant, the sword was covered with a layer of black sword qi shield, which made the long sword quickly widen, thicken, and lengthen, and finally looked three points thicker than an ordinary giant sword.

The black-clothed sect leader roared wildly, rushed forward, and slashed at Qiu Peng with a sword. Qiu Peng opened an entourage with a sword, held the long sword with both hands, and blocked it with all his might. Coupled with the long sword supported by the black sword qi, it seemed to have a strange special edge, and the moment Qiu Peng's long sword came into contact with him, Qiu Peng felt that the power on the sword was simply unprecedentedly strong, as if what he was blocking was not a long sword, but an attacking mountain, and that kind of power felt like a landslide and tsunami that was irresistible.

With a "ding" sound, the long sword in Qiu Peng's hand broke inch by inch, and a heart-rending force penetrated into Qiu Peng's body, Qiu Peng screamed wildly, spurting out a mouthful of blood, at this time, the long sword in Abo's hand had pierced the throats of the two entourage, and the two entourages fell to the ground with the sword, still without the slightest blood flowing out.

Abo held the Boya Sword in his hand, combined with the sword of his Canglng Academy, and combined with the fierce sword aura on the sword of the "Canghai Laugh", he directly faced the long sword of the black-clothed sect master who had condensed the black sword qi.

There was a continuous tinkling sound, and the weapons of the two people collided violently with each other, and the vibration of the energy generated by the impact caused the entire hall to shake.

The people around him also stepped back one after another, and suddenly, the black-clothed sect leader's eyes suddenly emitted a strange red light, even in the daytime, it looked like a dazzling red light.

The people in the hall were in a trance in their hearts, and suddenly they were full of bloodthirsty desires, and they all became violent.

Without thinking, they took out their weapons one after another and rushed towards Qiu Peng and Abo, who were still lying on the ground and had not gotten up.

Like a bunch of crazy people, they completely lost their minds.

Only Liu Meng was more affected by Qiu Peng's inadvertent release of the black-clothed sect leader's jīng divine shackles on him, and he was able to suppress it as much as possible.

There was a rush of footsteps, Huang Liang and Song Junxiao finally arrived, the giant sword in Huang Liang's hand waved, and rushed in front of Qiu Peng, and the wind-like strength on the sword blocked the attack from the sword body. However, these crazy guys are all second-rate peak and first-class beginner masters, but they are in a state of madness, their attack power is far beyond usual, but their strength is far worse than in the state of the main field, which is also what people say, they would rather go against the crazy tiger than provoke the calm wolf.

Huang Liang, coupled with Song Junxiao and more than a dozen second-rate teachers in the academy, was able to barely withstand it.

While temporarily resisting most of the black-clothed sect master's attacks, Abo said loudly, "Qiu Peng, release your jīng divine power!"

Qiu Peng suddenly realized that as long as he could remove the mind control that the black-clothed sect master had cast on them, he would be able to restore them to normal.

"jīng god lifts !!!~~~~~~~~~~~~" Qiu Peng's eyes were like electricity, and the momentum of his whole body was like a rainbow, when Qiu Peng's jīng divine power was raised to the highest level, he naturally began to murmur some strange words in his mouth. As Qiu Peng's serene and serene voice spread through the hall, a strange frequency and movement affected the people, and those who had gone crazy began to slow down, and the hideous and furious expressions on their faces began to disappear. Eventually, one by one, they lay on the ground and passed out.

Abo was amazed, as the first academy, Canglng Academy, there were many documents recorded in the academy, and even some prehistoric civilizations were recorded in detail, such as their language and writing.

And the spell-like language that Qiu Peng recited just now was the lingua franca of prehistoric civilization. Could it be that Qiu Peng still has his own unknown adventures? Abo thought to himself. But why didn't he tell himself? Then he shook his head slightly, he was just meeting him, and people could tell him everything? Everyone has their own right to keep it secret

Under the protection of Qiu Peng's jīng god, all people will no longer be affected by the suppression of the black-clothed sect leader jīng god. The tide of the war has changed radically.

The two followers of the black-clothed sect leader were quickly cut down to the ground, and everyone surrounded the black-clothed sect leader in the middle.

The black-clothed sect leader finally stopped his frantic counterattack, and stood in place, staring at the few people standing in front of him: Qiu Peng, Abo, Huang Liang, Song Junxiao, and more than a dozen teachers from the four major academies. There was a look of madness in his gaze, which made everyone who came into contact with his gaze feel a chill from the depths of his heart.

(To be continued, please visit wèn for the latest chapter.)