1847: C1847 Withdraw or die

C1847 Withdraw or die

At this time, high in the air, the twelve blood guards and the hundred over Golden Lightning Pavilion disciples felt a strong smell of gunpowder between the two sides, as if they were in a stalemate.1

However, anyone could see that in this kind of situation, the twelve blood guards did not have the slightest advantage.

When they saw this scene, Chu Yan, Lan Qin, Xiao Chong, Wei Yu and the rest of the disciples from the other four pavilions all revealed astonished expressions. It was clear that they did not expect their group had only just entered the plane of descent, yet they had caused an internal disturbance.

Chu Yan, Lan Qin, Xiao Chong, Wei Yu and the other two looked at each other, then inwardly shook their heads. They tacitly chose to remain silent and stood at the side with a neutral stance.

Although they were also extremely curious about what kind of mission Long Bufan and the rest of the people were going to take to leave this plane. However, if the Purple robe deacon were to be injured and their mission delayed because of this internal conflict, then when they returned, they would inevitably be punished by the Heaven Punisher.

As a result, even if Wang Meng was the leader of the team, they would not participate. They even felt that Wang Meng's method of forcing the other party to state a mission this time was extremely unreasonable and had violated the laws of the Temple Hall.

"He truly has guts!"

Seeing that Dragon Fang, a mere middle stage God Transforming Stage martial artist, was actually unable to retreat under the suppression of his auras due to the Metal Laws, Wang Meng laughed sinisterly, and with a thought, the pressuring aura around Dragon Fang also continued to strengthen, attempting to suppress the light law runes all around Dragon Fang's body, forcing the latter to attack first.

"Bam!"

For a moment, the space where Dragon Fang was standing suddenly emitted a loud boom and the air actually exploded under the pressure.

Dragon Fang clenched his teeth, frantically revolving his true essence to defend himself. His eyes flashed, but in his heart, he was estimating the strength of his transformation into the Dragonblood Warrior, as well as his hidden cards.

However, when he saw the group of half a step Earth Sovereign Realm Golden Lightning Pavilion s behind Wang Meng, his heart sank. He could only endure and suppress the restless dragon bloodline in his body.

Because with Dragon Fang's intelligence, how could he not know of Wang Meng's scheming?

The reason why this fellow used such a law aura that did not cause any real harm to suppress them was actually because Wang Meng was waiting for him to make a real attack. When that time came, Wang Meng could use a self-defense method in front of all the Disciples of the Divine Hall s, legitimately beating up the twelve of them, and maybe even 'accidentally' killing them.

"Brother Dragon Tooth!"

Seeing the trembling Dragon Tooth, Qin Yuxuan frowned and shouted anxiously. She did not care about anything else as she sat down in mid air with her zither in her lap. Her slender white fingers were pressing down on the zither strings.

Weng ?!

However, just as she was about to play the zither, the space in this region suddenly froze. Everyone was instantly unable to move, and their consciousness also gradually started to solidify.

BOOM!

The Law Energy that was whizzed out by the hundreds of people at the same time was extremely powerful. It directly scattered the dense and obscure energy that had solidified around his body.

However, the moment everyone regained their mobility, an ice-cold voice slowly sounded out behind Wang Meng, "You have two choices, stop or die!"

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