"Shatuo! It's you again! ”

Seeing Sha Tuo's face, Tan Feng's facial features were distorted, and it was difficult to hide the killing intent on his face.

When the eldest brother of Yuankui was there, this person and the eldest brother called him brothers, but he was also him, treacherous and hurt people behind his back!

If it weren't for the knife he stabbed in the back back then, Brother Yuankui might have entered the Lionheart Peak inheritance sequence, and everyone would not have been as miserable as it is now!

Shatuo ......

Must die! Otherwise, I'm sorry for the cultivation being abolished, and the eldest brother Yuankui who left the sect and disappeared without a trace!

But now, it's not the time!

Seeing Tan Feng suddenly appear, he was really small and his heartstrings fluttered.

I thought that this Lionheart Peak was incorrigibly rotten, but I didn't expect that there were actually people who were sticking to it like themselves.

"I, Asanatsu, come to cheer for the real junior sister!"

"I, Ling Hushen, come to cheer for the true junior sister!"

"Lao Tzu Iron Bench, come and explode you scumbags!"

……

Boom Boom!

One figure after another descended from the sky with the arrival of Tan Feng.

Their breath is between the foundation building and the opening of the light, but the clothes on their bodies and the magic weapons in their hands are obviously not as gorgeous and bright as the crown jade, and there is a burly man, and the weapon in his hand is actually an iron bench!

Thirteen people!

"Oh my God! I'm not dazzled! Why are all those old hard-nosed people who have been missing for many years here? ”

"I thought they were all dead!"

"Xiang Tie and Yuan Kui were expelled from the mountain, and a few went out to do tasks, and when they came back, there was only one bloody coat left...... But Tan Feng has been cowering in the dilapidated mansions in the west all these years! ”

Those who watched the battle with their divine senses could distinguish some familiar faces from among the comers, and they couldn't help but breathe wildly!

This matter started because it was really small.

For two days in a row, Guanyu subverted Guanyu's impregnable control over the mid-mountain residence of Lionheart Peak.

The appearance that would rather fight into a bloody man than retreat actually blew up all the rebels who had been lurking in the middle of the mountain for many years!

"Asanatsu, it's your turn!"

It doesn't matter what others think, anyway, this time it's really out of the way!

Tan Feng's right hand flipped over, and the long knife in his hand suddenly shot at a woman with a green rope tied to her hair among those who came with her.

A new weapon must be given to the true little one who has lost the White Rainbow Sword!

Otherwise, in the hands of Guanyu, she would have ended up extremely miserable!

"No problem!"

The woman who called the name of Qianxia took the knife, and the whole person suddenly disappeared out of thin air, turning into a winding shadow on the ground, and quickly approached in the direction of Zhenxiao!

The battle between Zhen Xiaoxiao and Guanyu is protected by the rules of the sect.

No one is allowed to intervene in the war without a score, including handing weapons to the real ones.

Regarding this, Tan Feng, who came to help in the battle, was very clear.

However, where there are rules, corresponding ways to crack them will also come into being.

These decades of retreat.

In the absence of Bigu Dan, the magic weapon ...... Even in the case of food supply, how did the people who were friends with Tan Feng escape the persecution?

It's because of the wonderful art of Asanatsu!

You can turn into other people's figures, and even crack the formation silently!

When the black shadow on the ground touched the silver light barrier, the ground trembled, and suddenly a large area of red flashed from the mud.

A small foundation disciple who vainly tries to resist the rules of the sect's war covenant is bound to pay a huge price!

But when the blood-stained shadow stabilized, Tan Feng's crimson machete floated from the ground little by little, like a spiritual plant, wanting to break through the soil and give it to the really little hands!

It's really a little desperate, and it infects everyone.

It also awakened the last blood in their bodies.

The magic weapon can be taken away, the status can be deprived, and the dignity can be trampled on, but no one can touch the Haoran in the heart!