Chapter 1990 The Witch Immortal Clan

Chapter 411: Members of the Wuxian Clan

Mo Shanghua's originally casual gaze, after Xue Xue's utterance, seemed to be possessed, and her gaze was fixed on Xue Xue, even more focused than usual in making medicine.

Yan Beicheng felt strange, and couldn't help but follow her gaze.

I saw that Xue Xue's sound fell, those white-clothed Wuxian clansmen who had been beaten and retreated, suddenly retreated two steps collectively, narrowing the standing circle by a lot.

Immediately afterwards, they retracted the swords that were tightly held in their hands, and used their vacant left hands to perform a complex hand formula, and they all said something in their mouths.

After a while, the long sword they put in their right hands suddenly emitted a burst of white light, and the blade buzzed and vibrated as if enchanted.

At this moment, the members of the Wuxian clan who were still disgraced before suddenly became as powerful as if they had been helped by a god.

Not to mention the man in black, even Yan Beicheng had never seen such a scene before, and his face immediately showed shock.

Mo Shanghua, on the other hand, was completely stunned.

The sudden white light hit her eyes instantly like an aurora, and it was like the sparks produced when some kind of strong modern explosive exploded, shaking her head violently.

For some reason, in the back of her mind, some images seemed to faintly flashed. The people in the images could not see their faces and clothes clearly, and the surrounding scenes were also unclear. A burst of blinding white light.

Therefore, they made Mo Shanghua feel a sense of familiarity that even she didn't know.

She frowned suddenly, and lowered her eyes to think carefully. But as soon as she thought about it deeply, her temples on both sides began to ache.

"What's wrong? Are you scared?" Seeing Mo Shanghua's reaction, Yan Beicheng raised his hand and turned her around, asking with concern.

Only then did Mo Shanghua come back to her senses, she shook her head lightly, then turned around again, her eyes fixed on Ning Wenzhi.

He was still standing in the center, wearing the unstained white clothes that are the hallmark of the Wuxian Clan, his face was neither happy nor sad, neither pity nor hostility could be seen, but he seemed determined to win.

And although those men in black were also dumbfounded, they came with a mission after all, and they didn't shrink back because of this, but bit the bullet and went forward.

Ever since the Witch Immortals did that weird thing, the sword body has always been surrounded by a faint circle of white light. As if with the help of a god, they quickly defeated the man in black, and there was a faint intention of killing .

Seeing that the situation was not good, the man in black didn't intend to really die, so he hurriedly evacuated, but no one was left behind, and even the seriously injured ones were taken away desperately.

"Hmph, if you walk slower, I will kill them!" A member of the Wuxian tribe in white looked at the direction in which the man in black was fleeing, and said disdainfully.

Another person echoed, "The outsiders are so weak, we only use a little basic mana from the clan, and they are vulnerable."

As soon as the words fell, the rest of the Wuxian tribe showed disdain one after another.

Ning Wenzhi frowned slightly, Xue Xue immediately understood, but did not move, showing the same contemptuous look in front of him, "Holy Son, what is wrong with what they said?"

Ning Wenzhi's expression sank slightly, "Do you still remember what I told you before?"