Seeing Wu Feng quickly pushing towards him, the seven-star Dragon Abyss sword in his hand shone with purple light, and light flowing, a dragon-shaped pattern composed of runes shining brightly, as if it was about to jump out of the sword and soar in the sky. The dwarf-palm guardian was still sitting on the sedan chair, and the contemptuous expression on his face suddenly disappeared. With a bit of ruthlessness, he didn't say anything. The several strong men in white robe carrying the sedan chair stood beside him, and suddenly pulled out a scimitar from their bodies and killed them against Wu Feng.

Originally, Wu Feng did not take the white-robed guards around the guardians' side of the guardians seriously. In this fight, he knew how powerful these people were. The sword techniques of these four people were calm and powerful, and the four people cooperated seamlessly. It seemed that they were a sword formation that had been practiced for a long time. When they were used, they were airtight, which made people feel heavy pressure. Even if Wu Feng used the Xuantian Sword Technique to deal with these four people, he could not break through for a while. Instead, he was entangled by these four people. It was really difficult to get close to the guardians'.

Even these four guards were difficult to break through. The short guardian of the palm army must be a person with amazing cultivation. He had just escaped from the guardian of the prison hall, and then he met a guardian of the palm army. Behind him, there was a guardian of the martial arts who taught merit and drove all beasts to chase him, and was directly made into dumplings.

This made Wu Feng feel depressed. When he was in the evil pool, if he hadn't been carrying a wind escape talisman of Wudaozi, he would have been killed by the great demon released by the Prosecution Hall Protector. In front of him, the guardian of the Palm Army blocked the way, and behind him, the guardian of the meritorious service, would he die here today?

A white sword light shook past his body, and a little slowed down, and there was an extra wound on his body. Wu Feng felt that he had to fight quickly and could no longer delay time.

Among the countless flying sword lights, the four people stabbed at the vital points of Wu Feng's body, and they were tightly attached to Wu Feng's body, making him unable to perform his great skills, let alone chanting the spell. He had no time at all. The Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword in his hand would die immediately.

This feeling made Wu Feng extremely uncomfortable, but he couldn't break free. In fact, these white-robed guards did not have much cultivation. At most, they were about the same level as the Red Eyebrow. The main reason was that the sword formation formed by the four of them was very different, able to defend and attack, and the swords and swords were all slashed to the vital points. Apart from constantly changing to raising swords to resist, Wu Feng had no room for attack at all, like a tiger surrounded by several hunting dogs, who was attacked from both sides, but could do nothing.

On the other hand, the guardian of the palm army was lying on the chair, smiling at Zhou Ming and others, as if he was sure to win, and he didn't need to do anything at all.

Zhenren Chongling and Li Ruoyun originally wanted to help Wu Feng break out of the four people's encirclement, but on the way, they were all blocked by those black-robed iron-faced men riding two-headed wolf. They were also trapped in a fierce battle and could not break free. The black widow's clone was soon overwhelmed by countless iron-faced iron-robed men.
Chapter completed!