Chapter 1184

Therefore, when a tense atmosphere spread through Black Wind Valley and a large number of soldiers gathered,

a ferocious look appeared in the eyes of the Black Wind Stronghold Master.

He had just received news that the Black Wind Bandit leader had led his elites, and they had all fallen on the peak of that mountain.

Now, the Black Wind Stronghold was leaderless.

And as one of the only two Half-Step Immortal Realm martial artists in the Black Wind Stronghold,

how could he miss such an opportunity?

Thinking of this, how could he hesitate in the slightest?

He directly ordered his soldiers to attack the mountain gate.

"Kill!"

As his command fell,

the people of the Black Wind Stronghold soared into the sky in an instant.

Various weapons emitted sharp, cold glints.

They crashed toward the castle.

At this moment, inside the city, the garrison guarding the walls had looks of fear in their eyes.

During this period, they had witnessed the rise of the Black Wind Stronghold.

They had also seen the ferocity of Zhao Xing and the others.

They understood in their hearts that if they hadn't encountered a powerful enemy,

the opponent would never have given up such favorable conditions.

Therefore, they were naturally extremely worried.

Moreover, they also knew that this Black Wind Mountain Range was one of the most dangerous areas on the entire continent.

If ordinary people entered, there was only a dead end.

Therefore, there was naturally no other way.

They could only hold on.

"Kill!"

Following the sounds of battle,

the two sides clashed.

In a short time, the city walls collapsed.

The garrison guarding the city suffered heavy casualties.

Some were even severely wounded and fell into a coma.

"Haha, these ants are truly trash!"

The laughter of the Black Wind Bandit leader rang out.

He felt his luck was too good.

Just as he stepped into the perimeter of Black Wind Ridge, he encountered the traitors of Black Wind Mountain.

This was simply picking up a huge bargain.

If he hadn't arrived in time, those black-robed envoys would have run away.

And just as he was feeling extremely proud,

the Black Wind Envoy frowned and said:

"Do you think it's over just like this?"

As the words fell, he smashed a fist toward the Black Wind Stronghold Master.

Vast energy flickered with dazzling golden light in the air.

The Black Wind Stronghold Master did not dare to delay.

He met it with a fist of his own.

The two fists collided, sending out brilliant radiance.

However, the next moment, the Black Wind Stronghold Master's figure was shaken back.

This was a powerhouse at the Seventh Layer of the Saint King Realm.

Although he was considered a top expert, he was still far from being a Saint Emperor.

And just at this moment,