1223: C1223 The Appearance of the Black Turtle Tribe

C1223 The Appearance of the Black Turtle Tribe

The three men in black were severely injured, while the other five men in black were also injured to varying degrees.

However, the opponent could still kill him easily. After Lee Jun used that power, the aftereffects were quite severe.

Sitting on the floor, he panted heavily. He tried to stand up, but he realized that his entire body was in pain.

Lee Jun didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"Deal with him now, so as to not cause too much trouble!"

The man in the lead, seeing Lee Jun's state, said to the other seven men in black.

The seven men in black nodded and walked towards Lee Jun, Soul Group Soldiers, and Da Niu.

Seeing those black clothed men from the Phantom Clan walk over, Lee Jun's face had a face of unwillingness, he didn't think that he would die here.

The members whose Soul Group were not unconscious struggled to stand up from the ground, shakily blocking in front of Lee Jun.

The leading man sneered coldly as he saw the scene in front of him.

"With just the two of you, you actually dare to follow Phantom Clan …"

"So what if you have Phantom Clan? You want to kill a Black Tribe member? Is he not afraid of the Xuan Clan's patriarch washing his Phantom Clan with blood? "

Without waiting for the leading man to finish speaking, a disdainful voice suddenly rang out.

Hearing the name Xuan Clan, the eight black-clothed men were immediately shocked, their eyes filled with fear!

Black Tribe! Yanlong was the most mysterious expert! One of the four mysterious races.

At this time, ten middle-aged men wearing the middle mountain uniform strangely appeared in front of Lee Jun, Soul Group, Iron-Blood Soldier, and the others.

Seeing the ten men wearing the Chinese tunic suit, Lee Jun frowned slightly.

He didn't recognize the ten middle-aged men in front of him, just when Lee Jun was puzzled.

Ten middle-aged men in Chinese tunic suddenly shouted respectfully to Lee Jun.

"Martial Uncle."

Hearing that Zhang Xuan was his senior uncle, Lee Jun was dumbfounded.

The people in front of him were all much older than Lee Jun, but they called him Martial Uncle.

Lee Jun was in a daze, while the eight men in black opposite him looked at the ten middle-aged men warily.

When they saw the badges on the chests of the ten men, they couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

The man in the lead shouted angrily.

"Xuan Clan!" What do you guys want to do, to actually dare to enter Phantom Clan territory without permission! "

However, the 10 middle-aged men didn't pay attention to the leading man's words.

They stood in front of Lee Jun and explained.

"Martial Uncle, there is no need for you to be surprised. We are all disciples of the Xuan Tribe. You are Black Ancestor's disciple, so you are naturally our Martial Uncle."

Black Ancestor's disciple? Who is Black Ancestor?

Lee Jun remembered that his master was only Gun Freak, Madman, Clergy, and the others …

Uh, could the Black Ancestor he was talking about be an old man?

"Our Black Ancestor is one of the three great marshals of Yanlong, Ancestor Ao Tian."

Hearing the ten people's explanation, Lee Jun couldn't help but be surprised.

As expected, the old man had a huge power, but Lee Jun didn't say anything.

Since these people called him "Martial Uncle" to save him, Lee Jun did not reject their good intentions.

"Martial Uncle, Black Ancestor told the Xuan Clan disciples not to interfere in Martial Uncle's matters."

"However, as a disciple of the Xuan Clan, he would naturally not sit by and watch when Martial Uncle was in trouble."

"Let's leave this place first and discuss further."

The other nine middle-aged men simultaneously turned their heads to look at the eight Phantom Clan men.

Seeing the badges on the chests of ten people, he was certain that these fellows in front of him were members of the Xuan Clan.

"Xuan Clan, don't tell me you want to break the agreement between the Profound Race and Phantom Clan and start a battle between the two clans!"

"Start a fight for this person! Can you guys bear such a huge responsibility? "

The leading man was clear that before the eight of them were injured, they might still be able to fight with the ten middle-aged men.

They who were injured weren't a match for the 10 middle-aged men in front of them.

The leading man directly took out the two tribes as a threat.

His goal was only to let the ten people know the difficulties and retreat, but the ten middle-aged men didn't take his words seriously.

"If you want to kill Martial Uncle, will we let you off so easily? If you want to fight, let's fight! "

"Xuanwu Clan has never been afraid of your Phantom Clan!"

Hearing this, the eight Phantom Clan members took a few steps back.

Never would he have thought that ten people of Xuanwu Clan would go all out.

If he fought against Xuanwu Clan, it was equivalent to fighting Yanlong and the other four races.

That way, the secret plan regarding the Phantom Clan would be at a disadvantage and could even be destroyed.

"Xuanwu Clan! One day, Phantom Clan will make all of you regret the decision you have made today! "

The leading Phantom Clan man roared in anger, as he turned his gaze towards the other seven members of the Phantom Clan.

The seven of them nodded at the same time. Suddenly, the eight men in black charged towards Lee Jun at the same time.

Their target was not Lee Jun, but Keiko, who was standing beside Lee Jun.

Keiko had the body of a ghost, so there was a possibility of him giving birth to a new ghost. They had to bring her away!

However, the eight Phantom Clan men did not expect that, as soon as they got close to Keiko, the ten Xuanwu Clan members blocked their way.

With a boom, an enormous energy was released from the bodies of the ten Xuanwu Clan members.

The members of the Phantom Clan did not get close, and were forced back more than ten meters by the huge force.0

They glared at the members of Xuanwu Clan and said gloomily.

"She's one of our Phantom Clan!"

"She is now Martial Uncle's companion. As long as Martial Uncle doesn't nod, no one can take her away."

"Unconvinced? If you wish to make a move, we are willing to accompany you at any time! "

A middle-aged man said disapprovingly.

Hearing the words of the Xuanwu Clan's ten people, the expressions of the eight black clothed men gradually darkened.

He was releasing his aura as well. This was related to the rise of the Phantom Clan, even if it meant risking his life, he had to bring her back to the Phantom Clan!

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