6999. Chapter 6999 Reverse Blade 2
As his voice fell, more than ten cultivators immediately moved and rushed towards the disciples of Tenglong Hall. The two sides had a similar number of people and strength. As soon as they fought, they were entangled and it was difficult to tell who would win. Leng Xuan turned his eyes and saw that Chu Lingtian and his three men were thrown to the ground. The five people ignored them and immediately rushed forward to loosen the ropes on the three of them. "Are you okay?" Chu Lingtian forced a smile and said, "Fortunately, you came in time. If you were a little later, you probably wouldn't have seen me." Leng Xuan said, "I told you a long time ago to be careful. Okay, you guys take a rest first, and I'll take care of this."
After he finished speaking, he stood up and locked his eyes on the middle-aged man again. The latter looked at him coldly and gritted his teeth and said, "Are you in the same group?" Leng Xuan curled his lips and said calmly, "He is my friend." After a pause, he continued, "What do you think of my suggestion?" The middle-aged man snorted coldly and did not respond. Instead, he drew out a ghost-headed broadsword and chopped it head-on at Leng Xuan's head. Facing the knife wind that broke through the air, Leng Xuan stood there, motionless, without even raising his eyelids. When the ghost-headed broadsword was about to fall, Leng Xuan moved like lightning and clamped the blade of the ghost-headed broadsword with only two fingers. This change made the middle-aged man's face change drastically, and his eyes were full of horror. After a failed attack, he quickly drew his knife and retreated. However, the blade of the broadsword was clamped between Leng Xuan's two fingers, as if it was tightly imprisoned. No matter how he exerted his strength, he could not pull the blade out. At this moment, Leng Xuan's two fingers suddenly loosened, and then he rushed forward and stepped in front of the opponent.
He punched out, seemingly weak and soft. However, when the fist touched the opponent's body, the middle-aged man's face turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his body flew backwards, falling heavily to the ground, and he didn't get up for a long time. Seeing that the leader was injured, the other cultivators were shocked and quickly withdrew to the middle-aged man, surrounded him, and looked at Leng Xuan warily. Leng Xuan looked at the other party with a faint expression and said, "I am not a person who kills indiscriminately, so I can give you another chance. Hand over the things and I will let all of you go. But you have to remember that there is only one chance, and if you miss it, you will die."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man's pale face suddenly showed a trace of hesitation. After a moment, he gritted his teeth, reached into his arms, took out something, and threw it to Leng Xuan. When Leng Xuan got the thing, he took a closer look and found that it was indeed the strange sphere that was stolen from the security company. Not only that, when the sphere fell into his hands, he was surprised to find that the sphere was like a part of his body. The feeling could not be expressed in words. While he was thinking, the group of cultivators on the opposite side had already supported the middle-aged man and quickly retreated. After watching the other party leave, Leng Xuan turned to Cheng Guodong and Li Wei and said, "Let's go back too." After burying the deceased Tenglong Temple disciple, everyone spread out their bodies and rushed towards the direction of the capital. However, before they went far, Leng Xuan felt a cold breath coming from not far away.