Among the soldiers, the leader stepped forward from the ranks and angrily rebuked Dongfang Sheng.
"Who are you to dare oppose our Tiger Legion?"
"Are you looking for death?!"
Although this person was only a third-grade Xuan Realm expert, he was still very arrogant in the face of Dongfang Sheng, a Tian Realm expert.
He's just relying on the Tiger Legion to back him up.
Dongfang Sheng has always been arrogant and despises those who bully others by relying on their power.
"What can the Tiger Legion do?"
"How dare you bully the people of my Blood Mist Sect! You're courting death!"
Dongfang Sheng wielded his brush and wrote the character "kill" in mid-air.
The moment the last stroke was made, a burst of golden light suddenly erupted.
Then a violent killing intent surged out, instantly killing the squad leader.
The back wall of the courtyard was knocked down.
The soldiers standing nearby were stunned, and none of them dared to step forward.
"Hehehe...cough cough..."
Xiahou Ba was also shaken and scrambled back more than ten meters, falling to the ground with a bruised and swollen face, and was forced to come out of his berserk state.
"Ahem... Mr. Dongfang, could you please let me know in advance next time you make a move?"
The arrival of Dongfang Sheng and others instantly reversed Zhao Heihu's unfavorable situation.
Zhao Heihu naturally recognized Dongfang Sheng and was very excited.
That was the only publicly known expert at the Heavenly Realm in Jiangnan Prefecture.
Unexpectedly, even such an important figure has pledged allegiance to Young Master Ye.
Beside him, Tu Lang knew how powerful Dongfang Sheng was, but he didn't expect him to interfere. He swallowed hard and said.
“Mr. Dongfang, my Wolf Slaughtering Gang has no grudge against you.”
Why did you bother getting involved in this mess?
"You can still leave now, otherwise you won't be able to leave later."
Even when facing the top expert in Jiangnan Prefecture, Tu Lang did not back down at all, and his tone even carried a threatening connotation.
At the same time, the hundreds of soldiers present also recovered from their shock and raised their guns, pointing them at Dongfang Sheng as if facing a formidable enemy.
Tu Lang quickly regained his confidence, shaking his head and saying with an arrogant look on his face.
“Mr. Dongfang, you should know that these are soldiers from the Tiger Legion, one of the ten great legions of the Great Xia Dynasty.”
"You dare to touch the Tiger Legion? Are you tired of living?"
"What can the Tiger Legion do!"
"I, Dongfang Sheng, am a man of great pride, how could I possibly bow down to you birdmen?"
Dongfang Sheng smiled coldly, his brush swirling in the air as he wrote several "kill" characters in quick succession, which then exploded one after another.
Thump thump thump—
The terrifying shockwave spread outwards, even lifting the hard floor tiles into the air.
Hundreds of soldiers were thrown back by the shockwave, their guns falling to the ground like sticks.
The screams of agony blended together.
Zhao Heihu excitedly clenched his fist.
"Mr. Dongfang is so domineering!"
With his hands behind his back, Dongfang Sheng walked step by step toward Tu Lang.
“I have come to kill you on the orders of the sect leader.”
With a flick of his wrist, he flung the brush toward the wolf-slaying beast.
The brushstrokes were like sharp blades, invincible, cutting a large tree in half and causing it to crash to the ground.
Terrified, Tu Lang scrambled backward, shouting loudly into the depths of the villa.
"Grandpa Huang, help me! Help me!"
call--
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew out from inside the villa.
With darkness falling, the chilling wind seemed even more sinister.
In an instant, sand and stones flew everywhere, and the sun and moon lost their light.
A short figure could be vaguely seen walking out of the villa.
That figure seemed to possess a strange magic, drawing everyone's attention to it.
His footsteps felt like they were treading on everyone's heart.
Each fall felt like a hammer blow to the heart, making it hard to breathe.
Until the other person got closer.
Everyone was then stunned to realize that this was not a single person at all.
Instead, it was an old weasel, standing upright with its hands behind its back. Its beard almost touched the ground, and it looked very old and decrepit, exuding an aura of decay and decay. On its furry face, there was a hint of human cunning.
Everyone was so frightened that they dared not move, staring intently at the old weasel.
Tu Lang, as if seeing a savior, scrambled and hid behind the old weasel.
In no time, the old weasel walked up to Dongfang Sheng. When it was about a meter away from him, it stopped and a strange, almost human-like smile appeared on its lips. It actually asked a question.
Do I look more like a human or a deity to you?
Dongfang Sheng's face remained calm, but in reality, the hairs on his body stood on end.
The old weasel in front of us had clearly been cultivating for many years.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have come to him to "beg him to shut up."
Even he couldn't see through the other party's cultivation level.
Legend has it that weasels, after cultivating themselves for a certain number of years, will become "immortals".
However, if it wants to become an immortal, it must meet one prerequisite: it must ask others to "keep quiet".
That is, asking others.
Do I look more like a human or a deity to you?
The higher the opponent's cultivation level, the higher the cultivation level he will gain.
Of course, no matter how you answer, the outcome is certain death.
Among those present, Dongfang Sheng possessed the highest cultivation level.
That's why they came straight to him.
Dongfang Sheng's face was solemn. He wielded his brush with lightning speed, and began to write in the air with swift, sweeping strokes.
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