Chapter 120

Admittedly, these little guys have all undergone sufficient training.

But they are used to sparring between sects and lack the experience of actual combat; facing the Quanxing demons who use all kinds of methods, they still hold the naive idea of hurting people without taking their lives...

Immature, too immature!

He Jingfeng shook his head, thinking that such little dolls should go to the Nether Pavilion to undergo some training.

Within a year, he guarantees that he can return a genuine, real assassin to the Tang Sect!

Just when He Jingfeng was thinking this, Tang Miaoxing, with his whole body wrapped in light purple poison barrier, shouted at the crowd: "Everyone who hasn't practiced the poison barrier, leave here!"

"The rest of you go deal with the other Quanxing, leave the Corpse Demon to me!"

The Tang Sect disciples looked at each other, changed their offensive one after another, and rushed toward the others.

Seeing this situation, Tang Miaoxing finally breathed a sigh of relief and faced Tu Junfang alone.

Tu Junfang curled his lips, while using the Three Corpses to block the Instant Strike, he smiled lightly: "Old Man Tang, do you think that if you stop me alone, they won't be attacked by the Corpse Demon?"

"Let me remind you, we Quanxing don't have the rules of your righteous sects."

"As long as I am happy, even the secret technique that is the foundation of standing can be passed on..."

Does it mean that others have learned this Three Corpses Technique?!

Tang Miaoxing's pupils shrank, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

In the next instant, thick black Qi erupted from the battlefield not far away.

Two Three Corpses, far more violent than Tu Junfang's, surged out and rushed toward the surrounding Tang Sect disciples.

In just an instant, at least three Tang Sect disciples were swallowed by the black Qi and wrapped in layers.

Zhang Chulan widened his eyes and looked at the teenager who controlled the Three Corpses in disbelief.

"Lu Liang?!"

"He can actually control the Three Corpses too?!"

This is not good; if the Tang Sect disciples are contaminated with corpse poison and are crippled because of this, it will definitely lead to an escalation of the situation, and it is even possible to trigger a life-and-death war between the Tang Sect and Quanxing!

Zhang Chulan thought with a headache.

Just at this moment, He Jingfeng beside him suddenly said to himself:

"I've seen enough, it's time to show up!"

"..."

Zhang Chulan was stunned when he heard this and hurriedly said: "Sect Leader He, you—"

He Jingfeng glanced at him and said: "Don't be nervous, with me here, things won't develop to that point; what's more, I came here this time to talk about cooperation with the Tang Sect, how could I sit by and watch these little guys get hurt..."

Before the words fell, exclamations came from the battlefield below.

Zhang Chulan hurriedly turned his head and looked down, only to see the black Qi wrapping the Tang Sect disciples being stirred away by a black iron rod, and a tall man in black appeared in the black Qi, holding an iron rod, standing there expressionlessly.

As for the three Tang Sect disciples who were swallowed by the black Qi, they had already disappeared!

"When?!"

Zhang Chulan showed astonishment, his eyes quickly searched around, and he soon found the figures of the three.

At this time, these three Tang Sect disciples were standing under a big tree not far away, looking at the man in black in front of them with a confused face.

It is very obvious that it was this man in black who appeared inexplicably who saved the three Tang Sect disciples before the black Qi reached them.

And judging from his all-black attire and the black iron rod in his hand, he should be a companion of the person in the black Qi!

"What a fast speed!"

"I didn't notice it at all!"

Zhang Chulan was secretly shocked, and at the same time stole a glance at He Jingfeng, having some guesses about the identity and origin of these two people.

At the same time, the people below also exclaimed, either happy that their companions were saved, or astonished at the appearance of a third party.

Among this group of people, the most shocked was naturally Lu Liang, who controlled the Three Corpses.

What shocked him was not the speed of the man in black, but that the other party was completely unaffected by the Three Corpses!

How is this possible?!

Could it be that these two mysterious men in black are both people who have cut off the Three Corpses?!

"Pfft—"

Just when Lu Liang was shocked, an iron rod pierced his shoulder.

Blood flowed down his arm, and the pain of being pierced also came with the extraction of the iron rod.

"There is a third person?!"

Lu Liang was shocked, hurriedly turned around, endured the pain, and stretched out his arm toward the man in black behind him.

He suspected that the Three Corpses had no effect on these people, so he switched to his best skill—Soul-Clearing Technique, or the Blue Hand of the Eight Wonders' Dual Hands!

In an instant, the glowing blue light condensed into an arm and grabbed toward the man in black's forehead.

The next second, the blue hand went straight through the man in black's head.

But the man in black remained expressionless, as if he hadn't noticed it at all, and swung the iron rod without stopping.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

The sounds of flesh and blood being pierced sounded at the same time.

The man in black ignored the blue hand passing through his head and used the iron rod in his palm to pierce Lu Liang's joints, causing blood to splash all over his body, and his legs knelt to the ground weakly.

"What?!"

"Dual Hands are useless too?!"

Lu Liang's pupils shrank, and a shock and confusion even stronger than before surged in his heart.

At the same time, two more figures quietly emerged in the battlefield.

One of them appeared behind Liao Guangtou, and the iron rod of unknown material in his hand easily shattered the Golden Bell Shield on his body surface, pierced his solid muscles filled with Qi, causing his limbs to be completely crippled, and the whole person collapsed to the ground with a bang.

As for the last person, he first appeared beside Granny Jin Feng, knocked her unconscious with a hand blade, and then took advantage of Xia Liuqing's rage to pierce his palm with the iron rod in his hand, picked off the colorful Godhead Mask, and finally kicked him unconscious.

In just a few seconds, except for Tu Junfang, all Quanxing members lost their ability to fight.

The Tang Sect members looked at the five men in black who suddenly appeared in shock, not daring to act rashly for a while.

Tang Miaoxing and Tu Junfang, who were confronting each other, also had their faces sink, broke away from the battle one after another, and dispersed to the sides.

"Who are you?"

Tang Miaoxing looked at the nearest man in black with a solemn expression: "Why sneak into the Tang Sect?!"

The man in black did not answer, but grabbed the collars of Granny Jin Feng and Xia Liuqing and threw them to Tang Miaoxing's feet.

Not only that, the other two men in black also grabbed Lu Liang and Liao Guangtou and handed them over to the nearest Tang Sect disciples.

With a thud, Lu Liang's body hit the ground, and the pain all over his body came again.

But he seemed not to care about these things at all, and those brown eyes were still looking at the man in black in shock and confusion.

At this time, he had already reacted and realized how strange the touch of the blue hand was just now.

Rather than saying that Dual Hands had no effect on this guy, it is better to say that this person has no soul at all!

But how is this possible?!

How can a human have no soul?

Lu Liang endured and endured, but ultimately couldn't hold back and blurted out:

"What kind of monster are you?!"

The man in black didn't care about Lu Liang's reaction at all, just looked at the Tang Sect disciples in front, pointed at the two people at his feet, and then turned and left with the iron rod.

"..."

The Tang Sect members looked at each other, said thank you cautiously, and then stepped forward to control the two.

At the same time, He Jingfeng jumped down from the treetop, landed on the ground, and walked toward this side with a steady pace.

When passing by those men in black, they stepped forward one after another, holding iron rods, and silently followed behind He Jingfeng.

Seeing this scene, how could everyone not understand that this young man in a suit who appeared last is the real master!

"Sect Leader Tang, I've long admired your name!"

He Jingfeng walked to Tang Miaoxing, who had a solemn expression, smiled, and stretched out his hand: "Nice to meet you, I didn't prepare any gifts, but I happened to run into these Quanxing thugs, so I took the liberty to order my subordinates to capture them alive and present them to the Sect Leader as a meeting gift."

"I just don't know if the Sect Leader is satisfied?"

He Jingfeng said these words lightly, as if these Quanxing experts were nothing at all.

Tang Miaoxing's heart sank, realizing that this third batch of uninvited guests might be even more troublesome than Quanxing...

After thinking for a moment, he glanced at Jin Feng and Xia Liuqing at his feet and said lightly: "Taking Quanxing as a gift, I am naturally very satisfied."

"There is a saying that not returning a gift is not polite; you have presented such a great gift to my Tang Sect, we should also express our feelings. Why don't you report your name and origin, so that I can know who I should thank..."

He Jingfeng smiled: "Sect Leader is too polite, my surname is He, given name Jingfeng, I am the Sect Leader of the Nether Pavilion. I came here uninvited this time because there are some things to discuss with the Sect Leader."

Sect Leader of the Nether Pavilion?!

Tang Miaoxing was stunned when he heard this, then looked at He Jingfeng with a solemn face.

Although the Tang Sect's style is relatively closed, the strange person world has been turbulent in recent years, and as a major force that cannot be ignored in the circle, it is impossible for them not to pay attention to these things at all.

As the Sect Leader, Tang Miaoxing naturally heard of the name of the Nether Pavilion.

This is a strange person force with great influence internationally; it is said that it has a cooperative relationship with the Company, and even the Ten Elders and members of the board of directors have to treat them cautiously...

Thinking of this, Tang Miaoxing couldn't help but hold He Jingfeng's hand and said in a deep voice: "So it is Sect Leader He!"

"For a figure like the Sect Leader to condescend to visit the Tang Sect personally, I am flattered."

"It's just that I don't know what the Sect Leader wants to discuss with the Tang Sect..."

He Jingfeng laughed when he heard this, shook his head and said: "Don't be anxious, talk should be done in a place for talk."

"What's more, my meeting gift hasn't been finished yet..."

Saying that, He Jingfeng glanced at Tu Junfang, who was the only one standing, and said lightly: "Isn't there one left here!"

(End of chapter)