Chapter 3076

"Disciple... I don't know what's going on. The sword they used last time was only nine grades of Tiansheng, but this time it reached the second grade of Disheng." The man in black was tired and scared and stammered.

"Di Sheng Er pin..." both elder he Hong took a cold breath.

You should know that the two of them are just the cultivation of the second grade of emperor and saint. If they face the opponent of the same level, they will win or lose in five or five times. However, it is said that the opponent is young, at most in his twenties. How high cultivation can they have? No matter how powerful their joint sword skills are, they can't reach the second grade of emperor and Saint?

"What are their accomplishments?" Long Hong asked.

"Disciple... I didn't see clearly." The man in black stammered,

Gu Fenghua's sword was so powerful that the whole night sky seemed to be split by the dazzling sword. They were scared to death at that time. They didn't care what kind of cultivation they were.

"What, you don't even see what other people's accomplishments are!" Elder he is furious.

"I can't blame them. After all, their strength is still a little too weak. Let's save Zhengyang first. By the way, what about Zhengfang?" Hong Chang's old temper is better, and he comes forward to make a comeback.

"Elder martial brother Zhengfang was poisoned by the other party. Maybe, maybe he can't be saved." The man in black winced.

"Poisoning, probably not saved, that is, others are not dead, you left him to escape?" Elder he was angry on his face and raised his hand slightly. He wanted to slap these useless disciples to death.

"It's none of our business. Elder martial brother Zhengyang ordered us to leave." The man in black turned pale with fright, and there was a cry in his voice.

"If they don't leave, I'm afraid they won't even be able to come back to Zhengyang. Let's wake them up first." Elder Hong stops elder he and persuades him.

Elder he thinks that's the same reason. Even his four disciples are hurt like this. With their strength, how can they save the right side? If they don't leave, I'm afraid that even the other three disciples won't come back. So he forbeared his anger and took out the holy pill to heal Zhengyang.

This healing pill is of a good grade. Soon, several middle-aged men wake up.

"Master, younger martial brother, he... He..." as soon as he woke up, the middle-aged man named Zhengyang thought of his younger martial brother whose life and death were uncertain. He cried with tears in his eyes and vomited blood stasis in his mouth. The two younger martial brothers beside him were also sad.

"Zheng Yang, don't worry. What's the matter, what's the other person's accomplishments, and what's the origin?" He Chang wanted to reprimand him. Seeing his appearance, it was hard to scold him. He asked kindly.

"Originally, we thought that the other side only had the cultivation of six and seven grades of Tiansheng at most. We only knew that they had the cultivation of eight and nine grades of Tiansheng, and their real combat power was far above the cultivation. Even if we fight alone, we can't win easily. And they join hands that sword, is enough to compare with emperor Saint two goods.

What we didn't expect most was that they were not only powerful, but also despicable. Having guessed that we would go, they set a trap ahead of time and poisoned younger martial brother Zhengfang. Zhengqing and I couldn't detoxify by any means. We wanted to force them to hand over the antidote, but we were seriously injured by them. " Yang is a face of indignation said.