Looking at the powerful Wuming in the sky, the depressed Jin Feng sent a message to the Zhenwu Sect Master, saying: "Sect Master, what should we do next?"

"No one deserves to die, and Mu Bai is no exception. We can still afford to lose a few disciples!" The leader of the Zhenwu Sect said in a cold voice, but his ruthless words made Jin Feng feel relaxed.

Anyway, it wasn't him who died. Even the sect leader said so, so naturally he wouldn't worry about it anymore.

If God desires his death, he will be driven mad!

In his opinion, Wuming's current ferocity is just a precursor to his impending death and destruction!

Wu Ming and others had no idea what Jin Feng and the Zhenwu Sect masters were thinking. At best, they felt that the Zhenwu Sect's reaction was a bit strange. As for the reason, they had no idea at all.

However, this does not affect their plan. When it is time to take action, they must take action. Even if the Zhenwu Sect harbors evil intentions, they may still be able to break the situation.

Besides, if nothing had been planned and thought out, they would naturally not have put themselves in danger to find out the secrets of the Zhenwu Sect.

After all, if this matter is not handled correctly, or if one is not careful, it is a life-threatening matter, which is extremely dangerous.

For this reason, before deciding to implement this plan, Wuming and the others had already considered all possible situations. They had even considered the situation where the Zhenwu Sect would attack them, and there were naturally ways to do it.

Therefore, they are not afraid of any abnormal behavior of Zhenwu Sect, because if there is an abnormal situation, it can better explain that Zhenwu Sect has a ghost, and it is worth their risk to come and explore.

This is indeed a very dangerous thing, but it also comes with huge rewards. What's more, it is also a matter that is closely related to them. Only by confirming the true identity of the Zhenwu Sect can they feel completely at ease.

"Master, if you don't give your disciples a valuable treasure, I'm afraid our disciples will no longer have the confidence to fight against the enemy." Looking at the absent-minded disciples, Jin Feng suggested through a message.

"You have full authority to handle it. Don't let others find out the clues. It's best to use forbidden weapons. This way, they don't have to spend time practicing. Time waits for no one right now." The leader of the Zhenwu Sect responded.

Hearing this, Jin Feng felt something strange in his heart. He glanced at Wuming with a cold look, as if he was planning some evil plan.

"This time, I will fight you!"

Under Wuming's gaze, a white-robed young man walked out from among the disciples of the Zhenwu Sect. All the disciples of the Zhenwu Sect became excited in unison, and there was something strange in their eyes.

Seeing the appearance of the disciples of Zhenwu Sect, everyone knew that this young man in white robe was probably very extraordinary. Otherwise, many disciples of Zhenwu Sect would not look at him as if they were a savior.

"For killing three people from my Zhenwu Sect, Mu Bai, you should pay with your life!" The young man in white robe said calmly, without any waves in his eyes.

It seemed that what Wuming had just done had no impact on him, which made many people in the distance look at him with strange expressions.

When things go wrong, there must be a monster. When many disciples of Zhenwu Sect are all scared, this man remains calm and calm. This is obviously an extremely unusual thing.

You know, Nangong Zhehua and the others were looking at Wuming at this moment, with a hint of fear, which showed Wuming's demonic power.

The young man in white robe ascended into the void, his body rising step by step, and the aura on his body also did the same, gradually getting stronger as his body climbed upwards.

When he reached the same height as Wuming in mid-air, his white robes rustled, and his whole body emitted a dazzling light, like a white-robed war god resurrected and about to rule the world.

"Kill him!"

All the disciples of the Zhenwu Sect shouted loudly and shouted for death, asking him to kill Wuming with thunderous means to show off his invincible power.

This situation made people feel that this young man in white robe was very extraordinary. Otherwise, when he appeared on the stage, all the disciples of Zhenwu Sect would not have made a noise as if they were beaten to death.

"Mu Bai, in compliance with everyone's wishes, I will kill you here!" The young man in white robe spoke ruthlessly, approaching Wuming step by step.

"Humph, you're not ashamed of your words!" Wuming's eyes were clear, and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He watched quietly as the opponent came step by step in front of him. His aura was only three points stronger than that of Ning Tao, who had a weapon-melting combat body. But no matter how strong it was, how much stronger could it be.

Wuming immediately guessed that this person was probably carrying a heavy treasure, otherwise, many disciples of the Zhenwu Sect would not be so uncharacteristic.

To be honest, this young man in white robe is indeed a rare man with the appearance of a dragon. His whole person is flawless, even his shoelaces and socks are snow-white. He is as rich as jade. He can be called a peerless handsome man, like a man who has mastered his destiny.

The child of destiny!

As he stepped forward and slowly approached Wuming, the sky and the earth began to shake and rumble. Under his feet, the earth, which was a hundred feet away from him, was cracked and cracked, as if there was a big earthquake.

Same, the smoke and dust are overwhelming!

At the same time, outside his body, there is still a layer of divine ring, which is gorgeous and frightening, like a terrifying immortal being slowly approaching, moving like a dragon or a tiger, and its power is incomparable.

"It would be unfortunate for you to meet me. I will definitely end your life!" The young man stared at Wuming and spoke even more forcefully.

"Who is this person? He's so arrogant, but he's just a loser who has his eyes too high!" Nangong Zhehua asked in question, seriously unhappy with what the other party said.

He has seen pretentious people, but he has never seen such pretentious people. This made him, who took pleasure in pretentiousness, intolerable.

"You slut, don't talk nonsense. Brother Wang Fen is a descendant of immortals, and some blood flows in his body. How can you make rash comments?" A female disciple of the Zhenwu Sect spoke up and glared at Nangong Zhehua fiercely.

One glance.

"Hey, you're such a protective guy. If you didn't know better, you'd think he was your concubine!" Glancing at the female cultivator sideways, Nangong Zhehua's poisonous tongue was revealed, and the female disciple was so angry that she trembled all over.

"You...you are shameless!" The female disciple pointed at Nangong Zhehua and said angrily.

"Thank you for the compliment!" Nangong Zhehua said casually.

This time, he didn't even look at the female disciple, because her appearance was so disappointing to her parents that even Nangong Zhehua, who made a career of hunting female cultivators, couldn't stand it anymore.

The bared mouth and fangs were too cruel to look at. This was exactly what Nangong Zhehua said about the female cultivator!

Wuming stared at the white-robed man outside the battle with surprise in his heart. He did not expect that this young man named Wang Fen was actually a descendant of an immortal. This was indeed an astonishing thing.

At the same time, it was not only Wuming who was surprised, but also Nangong Zhehua and others. But what they couldn't understand was why Wang Fen, who had a great future, became a disciple of Zhenwu Sect. Is this really a strange thing?
Chapter completed!