The cultivation of this black-robed man was actually not as good as that of Wu Feng. If Wu Feng had not seen the second ancestor, he might not be his opponent, but after being cured by the second ancestor's grandfather, the second ancestor's grandfather also blessed him and Zhou Ming's cultivation. He took some painstaking efforts. Finally, Wu Feng returned to the Broken Soul Cliff and saw the white-haired old man, and his cultivation level reached a new level. Although the black-robed man had a desperate stance and attacked for a while, Wu Feng could not kill him for a while, but he had already been doomed to defeat him.

The man in black robe who summoned the evil ghost just now rested for a while and saw that the man was no match for Wu Feng at all. He quickly touched a magic weapon used by the disciples of the White Lotus Sect from the ground and also entered the battle group. For a moment, swords and swords came and killed the sky and the earth.

However, the two men with black robe who fought against Wu Feng became more and more difficult, because the tricks of the Yin-Yang Eight-Combination Infinite Marrow Cleansing Sutra that Wu Feng used just now did not end. The two men with black robe fought for a while, and always felt that the energy and energy in their bodies were draining from time to time, and were swallowed by Wu Feng's body. After a while, the movements of both of them slowed down. Finally, Wu Feng kicked the chest of the black robe who summoned the evil ghost just now. The old man vomited blood and flew backwards, lay on the ground for a long time without getting up.

Another black-robed man attacked the dagger, but it was too late. He was too slow. He finally grabbed his wrist by Wu Feng. When the black-robed man's hand was caught, the black-robed man suddenly felt his whole body tightening, and the true energy in his dantian suddenly burst out and gathered towards Wu Feng's palm along the eight strange meridians. The black-robed man's eyes widened and said tremblingly: What kind of evil technique are you using? This is not Maoshan's technique at all.

While talking to Wu Feng, the man in black robe tried to struggle for a few times, but it was useless at all. The hand that was caught by Wu Feng had no sense of consciousness and half of his body was numb.

Wu Feng ignored the man with black robe who was captured, but looked at another man with black robe who had been kicked by himself and vomited blood. He narrowed his eyes slightly and reached out to grab the man's body. The man's body seemed to be pulled by a rope, dragging the ground out a trace, and finally landed on Wu Feng's hand.

He grabbed one with both hands, and the energy of the two black-robed men was continuously transmitted to Wu Feng's body. This feeling was very wonderful, making Wu Feng feel happy, but the two black-robed men were in trouble. Their bodies were quickly hollowed out, but they could not do anything.

Seeing that these two people were about to be called useless people, the man with black robe who had just given out his shadow bow said to Wu Feng viciously: I have been practicing for a lifetime, but I didn't expect that I would die in the hands of a junior from a martial arts world for the first time. It's so sad. Even if I die, I have no face to face the headmaster.

After saying that, the man with black robe's eyes instantly became bloody and burst, and bright red blood was slid from his seven orifices, and he died immediately after he fell.
Chapter completed!