1846: C1846 Law Compression

C1846 Law Compression

"It's really them!"2

Seeing that the twelve blood guards was indeed one of the twelve Sect Disciples, all the other Disciples of the Divine Hall present burst into an uproar. It was because they truly could not imagine why Lord Bai Weng would let these low-ranked sects replace the twelve spots.

Even if they were on a mission, with a lot of people in the Temple Hall who were stronger than them, how could they have wasted the quota for nothing?

Wang Meng frowned, and asked doubtfully: "Since it's like this, then what is your purpose for coming to the Fallen Plane's mission?"

"Sorry."

Dragon Fang was expressionless as he stared at Wang Meng's gaze that was filled with curiosity. He sneered in a low voice, "You have no right to know."

"Oh?" Wang Meng raised his eyebrows, and his eyes became cold. He was the descendant of the Wang Family, the pavilion master of the Golden Lightning Pavilion, and amongst the younger generation, he held a high position, so no one dared to refute him.

Even some of the older senior brothers were rather polite when they spoke to him. Adding to the fact that he was the captain of the group from the Realm of the Losses, his position was unshakable.

And now, he had been refuted by such a lowly sect and it was even in front of so many Disciples of the Divine Hall. Wang Meng felt that his face had been provoked at this moment!

"Then today I want to see if I, Wang Meng, have the qualifications to know!"

Wang Meng's face was ice-cold, the moment he finished speaking, his figure suddenly soared, the Half-step Earth Sovereign Realm expert's terrifying Qi also suddenly erupted from his body, and instantly locked onto Dragon Fang's figure. His Spirit Qi contained the gold attribute laws, and vaguely formed an extremely tyrannical realm of law, like a mountain, it pressed down heavily on Dragon Fang's body.

It was obvious that Wang Meng wanted to use his strong aura of different realms to intimidate Dragon Fang.

"Boom ?!"

As the powerful Law Energy field came pressing over, Dragon Fang's knees suddenly bent the moment he came into contact with it. His body also began to slowly descend from the air as if it was under heavy pressure.

"Bastard!"

Dragon Fang roared out with both eyes red, the True Essence in his body revolved crazily, and the Law runes that flickered with white light lingered on the surface of his body, forcibly resisting Wang Meng's Gold Law aura.

In the face of this resistance, his body stably stopped in his tracks. However, his body appeared to be unable to bear the burden as his bones and joints faintly emitted a creaking sound.

"Dragon Fang!"

Seeing that, Liu Yunluo, Murong Yin, Hei Yan, Jiang Yu, Lin Yan, Lin Yan, Ye Chen, Lu Zifeng, Long Yunfei, Lei Meng and the rest of the ten were startled, then immediately, waves of powerful spirit energy erupted from their bodies. In a blink of an eye, they had already adjusted their positions with the blood blade, eagle claw, and boulder.

As for the unique from the Shadow Squad, he did not know when, but he had already disappeared from his original position and used the Law of Darkness to hide in the shadows of the crowd.

Sou sou sou!

In the next moment after the twelve blood guards's offensive and defensive formation was completed, those Golden Lightning Pavilion disciples who were equivalent to Wang Meng's trusted aides all rushed over at the same time as well, and gathered behind Wang Meng. That dense group of figures, actually took up a third of the group at a glance.

It was not surprising that Wang Meng had been appointed as the team leader. If it were the other four pavilions, such as Chu Yan, Lan Qin, Xiao Chong, Wei Yu and the rest, who were in charge of the group, they would not be able to suppress the people from the Golden Lightning Pavilion.

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