Waking up, a wisp of black smoke flickered before his right eye.
Is it floaters?
The black smoke transformed into a number—0%.
Has it mutated?
The black smoke transformed ...
"You're crazy! Why open a lock when you can cut it in half with a knife?" Yang Zimei cursed, put the spear on his waist and rushed out quickly.
Lu Dafeng: “…”
Fifty people rushed out less than two hundred meters.
When turning, he collided with practitioners from other tribes who were gathering from all directions.
"People from the Spiritual Base, what do you want to do?"
Zhou Buzhou carried a knife and said, "I want justice!"
"You sneak attacked someone and you still want justice?"
Zhou Buzhou sneered: "Why did I only attack her? Why didn't I attack you? Everything has a reason!"
Lu Dafeng and the others' faces turned dark, and they all looked at Zhou Buzhou in shock.
Did you really launch a sneak attack?
In other words, the three sages did not frame anyone?
Zhou Buzhou didn't bother to pay attention to Lu Dafeng and the others, and shouted directly at the other side: "Get out of the way! Let us leave. We will not come back until the sages from our spiritual base arrive!"
"Impossible!" The other party flatly refused.
Zhou Buzhou took off the Tang sword on his shoulder and said, "Then don't blame us!"
"kill!"
Zhou Buzhou was filled with murderous aura, but he put the Tang sword back into the scabbard and continued to fight with it.
You really can't kill people.
It's not just killing people that can become troublesome.
Also, in this kind of group fight, once blood is shed, both sides will fight to the death.
By then, who knows how many of the fifty people in the Lingbu base will die here.
Everyone was already being dragged down by him, and he didn't want to kill anyone else. He just wanted to take everyone away from here safely.
Lu Dafeng and others looked at Zhou Buyu with complicated expressions, then gritted their teeth and rushed out.
It’s already this time, even if it’s really Zhou Buzhou’s fault, they can’t back down!
The two sides quickly entangled with each other.
Zhou Buyi knocked one person down with his sword, and then quickly slashed at the person next to him.
Everyone on both sides tacitly agreed not to fight to the death, and no one even used their true energy.
But gradually, fewer and fewer practitioners from other tribes were still standing.
More than 200 people surrounded 50 people, but they were defeated!
These crazy guys are really amazing!
Zhou Buzhou knocked down another guy with his sword, then turned around and looked around.
There were only a few scattered practitioners from other tribes left around, and all fifty people from the spiritual tribe were injured.
Yin Lian was limping.
Lu Dafeng's right hand seemed to be dislocated.
Others even had to support each other with three people to stay standing.
"Go on, kill them!"
"After we get out of here, I'll treat you to a meal and make amends!"
Zhou Buzhou roared.
But at this moment, a kick came out from the darkness in front and directly kicked Zhou Buzhou away.
Everyone was slightly startled and looked alert.