That's the smell of fresh blood.
Could it be that these people have been fighting all the way here?
"What a nobody, even the governor of Qingzhou cannot be so presumptuous in front of my Wutong Sect!"
An elder of Wutong Sect said with his neck stiff.
Gao Shun swung his spear, and a head fell down, with blood spurting out.
Many elders didn't react at all, and even Yang Wei didn't expect Gao Shun to attack without any warning.
"You!!" Yang Wei was furious. He pointed at Gao Shun and didn't say anything for a long time. Finally, he spoke angrily.
"If you violate our sect, you will be killed!!"
Everyone came to fight.
The elders behind him were all above the Dongxu realm, and there were even about ten of them at the Hexu realm.
Gao Shun did not dare to be careless.
The Wutong Sect is very powerful, perhaps not weaker than the Beixuan Family, one of the four major families!
There is even a great master of the Tao in the sect, who is comparable to Bei Xuan Zun.
This is also the reason why the elders of Wutong Sect dare to boast that even the governor of the state does not dare to speak like this.
However, there was a gap in the number of strong men in Wutong Sect, and they were only supported by that one great man in Rong Dao Realm.
He is still a person who is in the Rong Dao realm and cannot be any older.
Their target this time is him.
By the way, test their fighting ability.
"drink!"
Seven hundred soldiers shouted at the same time, seven hundred people raised their guns at the same time, the momentum of seven hundred people gathered together, and a huge spear phantom rushed towards the combined attack of dozens of people.
"puff..."
Dozens of Wutong Sect elders spat out blood at the same time.
Yang Wei's face was full of shock.
If dozens of them attack at the same time, even someone at the Daoist realm would have to be careful in dealing with them.
I didn't expect that these soldiers would be beaten without any chance to fight back with just one blow!
"Please, ancestor!"
Yang Wei turned around, knelt on one knee, and shouted loudly.
"Please ask the ancestor to show up and kill the powerful enemy!"
Many elders also knelt down.
Now we can only rely on the ancestor to step in and take down these seven hundred soldiers.
"Who is making noise?" an old voice sounded.
Then a figure appeared in front of the seven hundred soldiers of the Trap Camp.
This was an old man who was extremely old, with a head of silver hair hanging down to his chest, wrinkles crisscrossing his face, and cloudy eyes. He looked like he had little energy left in him.
But just standing there, he gave everyone an invisible sense of oppression.
"The late stage of Rong Dao realm, Old Man Wutong!" Gao Shun thought about the news from Tian Ce Mansion and looked at the target of their trip.
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