The wrinkles on Liu Ruhan's aged face trembled in horror.
Three days ago, he was in charge of investigating Xu Feng's cultivation and strength.
He could feel it very clearly.
Xu Feng was definitely at the peak of the Xiantian Realm.
Unless Xu Feng was deliberately hiding his cultivation. When he thought of this, he felt fear in his heart.
If that was the case, the young man in front of him was too scheming!？
"Run!"
The first thought that came to Liu Ruhan's mind was to surge the spirit energy in her entire body. In an instant, she fled toward the window of the attic behind her at the fastest speed possible.
The two experts from the Huatian Sect exchanged a glance. They didn't dare to stay there any longer, and they immediately rushed out.
"You guys?"
Seeing Liu Ruhan and the other two fleeing in an instant, Sikong Xuan's face was filled with rage. He had always treated the three of them well.
Slash!
Liu Ruhan had just escaped a few meters when she felt a cold killing intent. The cold sharp blade was aimed at her chest.
"Ah!"
In the instant that he was startled, he retreated to his previous position.
His pupils constricted as he saw two black-robed figures appear. The aura on their bodies was not weaker than his.
Slash!
On the other side, the two experts from the Huatian Sect were not so lucky. One of them had his arm cut off by the 18 Riders of Yanyun who had ambushed him. Blood flowed out.
"What is going on?"
Sikong Xuan fell to the ground, completely dumbfounded.
Where did so many grandmasters come from?
Blood flowed out from Sikong Xuan's chest. Xu Feng's sword technique was extremely vicious. It didn't kill him directly, but instead made him unable to move.
"Kill all three of them!"
Xu Feng ordered the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun.
From the beginning, after the 18 riders of Yan Yun killed the guards at the gate of the East Hall, they came to the surroundings of the pavilion and hid themselves with the shadow attribute, surrounding the entire pavilion.
"Yes! Master!"
A few people from the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun attacked with machetes.
Liu Ruhan and the other two were already scared out of their wits.
At this moment, their combat power was greatly reduced. They were no match for the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun.
Chi chi chi…
Liu Ruhan let out a miserable howl. Her eyes were filled with unwillingness as she looked at Xu Feng and said,"" Lord Zhenbei, please don't kill me…I'm willing to serve you…"
Slash!
Unfortunately, the Eighteen Cavalrymen of Yan Yun did not show mercy and killed Liu Ruhan instantly.
" No…You can't kill me…We're from the Huatian Sect. If you kill me, the Huatian Sect won't let this go…" The man from the Huatian Sect fell to the ground and said angrily.
"Huatian Sect?"
Xu Feng knew about the Huatian Sect.
Although the southern cities of the Great Tang Empire belonged to the Great Tang, almost all of them were occupied by the great sects.
The Huatian Sect was one of the strongest forces.
"That's right…As long as Northern Lord forgives me today, we will return to the Huatian Sect and ask the sect to send experts to help Northern Lord seize the throne!”
Seeing that Xu Feng had stopped, the man felt that Xu Feng must be afraid of the Huatian Sect's strength and would definitely not dare to kill him. He struck while the iron was hot.
"Kill them!"
Who knew that before he could be happy.
The word 'kill' came out of his mouth.
The man's eyes were wide open, and his chest was pierced by the scimitar of the Eighteen Cavalry of Yan Yun.
" You dare to kill us... the Huatian Sect will never let you go... they will never..."
Xu Feng raised his head slightly and landed on a small room at the top of the pavilion.
"Sir, you must be tired after hiding for so long, right?”
His voice rang out.
Sikong Xuan was also shocked.
He didn't know how Xu Feng discovered that there was someone on the roof.
Sikong Hu!
It was the expert sent by the Sikong Family after receiving the letter from Sikong Xuan, a third-grade grandmaster!
"Interesting!"
A slightly heavy voice sounded, and a figure fell from above.
Sikong Hu stared at Xu Feng and said," What a pity. If my Sikong Clan had a young disciple like you, why would I have to worry about the Sikong Clan not thriving!" What a pity!"
In Sikong Hu's eyes, even if Xu Feng was a second-grade grandmaster, he was already a dead man.
"So much nonsense!"
"Attack!"
Xu Feng couldn't be bothered to talk nonsense with Sikong Hu.
With a single order, Luo Yi, who was hiding in the dark, was a Peak Rank-2 Grandmaster.
The spear in his hand emitted a pitch-black cold light.
He pierced through the void and charged towards Sikong Hu.
"Peak Rank-2 Grandmaster?"
Sikong Xuan stared at Luo Yi who had suddenly appeared, his face filled with shock.
He had never expected Xu Feng to hide so deeply.
Slash!
Sikong Hu's expression changed slightly when they exchanged blows. He was a third-grade grandmaster, yet he did not gain the upper hand when he exchanged blows with the black-robed man in front of him.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Before Sikong Xuan could react, he saw many black-robed figures in the pavilion. All of them were at the cultivation level of a Grandmaster.
The moment the eighteen figures attacked.
The real Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun had completely merged.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The wind howled, and the pavilion began to collapse.
Deep in Xu Feng's eyes, he was secretly shocked."No wonder the Grandmaster Realm Manual described that there's a huge difference between the cultivation of a Grandmaster and the first tier of the realm!”
Looking at it now, Xu Feng might not be Sikong Hu's match even if he attacked with his full strength.
Sikong Hu was completely suppressed by the Eighteen Cavalry of Yan Yun.
He was gradually at a disadvantage.
"Meteor Steps!"
"Torrential Pear Blossom Needles!"
However, the moment the spiritual energy on Xu Feng's body flowed, only an afterimage was left.
Immediately after, the Torrential Pear Blossom Needles appeared in his hand.
Chi chi chi…
The instant the Torrential Pear Blossom Needles were released, the densely packed fine needles were like falling pear blossoms as they ruthlessly pierced towards Sikong Hu's head.
Luo Yi and the rest of the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun understood what was going on. How could they give Sikong Hu the chance to stop Xu Feng from using the Pearflower Storm Needles? They attacked wildly.
"Ah…No…No…"
Sikong Hu's scream resounded throughout the entire East Hall.
The pavilion also collapsed completely.
Deafening!
Bang!
Sikong Hu smashed heavily into the ruins from midair.
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