Cultivating immortals is not as good as alchemy

Chapter 172 Mysterious stronghold
In the mysterious stronghold, the middle-aged man saw the flames of the explosion and quickly ordered, "Send two teams to check immediately, and the rest of the people continue to stay on guard."

"If you meet an enemy, you can fight, regardless of life or death."

The people under him obeyed the order and acted immediately.

……

The stars twinkled.

somewhere within the base.

"Captain, you said our stronghold is so far away, who is going to attack?"

People raiding strongholds are really boring.

A young female monk asked so.

The captain looked ferocious, with a fierce look in his eyes, and his lips were tightly pursed, as if he was going to eat someone in the next second.

He said coldly, "Whether it's the young people who come to make trouble, you have to pray that you won't be caught by me, otherwise I will let them come and go, and life would be worse than death!"

"We have been here for three years, the quiet life has been disrupted, the attackers are unforgivable!"

"Brothers, cheer me up and find the troublemakers, do you think it's okay?!"

The captain worked hard to mobilize his men.

The subordinates were also very face-saving, stood up and shouted, "Good! Good! Good!"

"find out!"

"find out!"

"find out!"

……

"Shh-"

What is the sound of piercing the air.

Just now, the captain was still struggling to mobilize, when a blood hole suddenly appeared on his head, and blood flowed out.

A spirit sword flew over suddenly.

With lightning speed.

After the spirit sword pierced through the captain's head, it continued unabated. After passing through the chests of two team members, it turned back into Tang Youyi's hands.

Tang Youyi calmly shook off the blood on the spirit sword, his expression couldn't be more normal, as if he wasn't the one who killed just now.

It was as if he had just cracked a few watermelons just now.

"There are enemies!"

The female monk who asked the question before said so, with a flustered expression, and emotions such as fear and fear kept churning in her heart.

The team members saw with their own eyes that their captain was killed by the enemy.

The visual impact cannot be described in words.

Without the leader, the team members suddenly panicked.

It's like a plate of loose sand, no matter how many people there are, it can't exert its original strength.

The stars in the night sky are still shining.

The bleak sea breeze blows.

There were countless goosebumps on the players' arms.

That tense feeling, oppressive, makes people breathless.

A few timid ones couldn't stand the atmosphere, so they chose to turn around and run away.

The man who ran in the front felt that he was going to be out of danger.

A spirit sword flew from his blind spot.

The spirit sword cut his body into two parts.

The lower body fell backwards.

He was silent.

People are dead, but their eyes are still open.

"careful!"

The nun reminded loudly.

It's a pity he still died.

The other escaped people, upon hearing this warning, quickly got down on the spot, not daring to run around anymore.

This party was terrible, and a little life was saved.

"Don't move!"

The female monk plucked up her courage and spoke calmly. She challenged the captain.

The person who escaped was killed by Chen Feng. When the female monk was speaking, Chen Feng was wiping the spirit sword.

The female monk saw that there were only three enemies. Although their cultivation was very high and unfathomable, it was not impossible to save their lives.

This is within the stronghold, which belongs to their stronghold.

As long as the whereabouts of the enemy are communicated, I believe that help will arrive soon.

No matter how high the cultivation base is, it is still no match for a group of people, right?
It is said that two fists are no match for four legs.

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(End of this chapter)