Chapter Eight Hundred and Forty Seventh: The Sudden Group of Monsters
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"After this incident is over, the remaining disciples of the Swordsman Sect will also need to conduct a thorough cleaning."
"I don't want to see such a traitor appear again."
Baili Fenghua looked at Murong Song, who was surrounded by three guardian dolls, with a determined look on his face.
Within the sect, no one can challenge the majesty of the sect master.
All traitors will be executed without mercy.
"Boom!"
"Whoa--!"
However, at this moment, a huge roar suddenly sounded under the Yujianzong Mountain Gate.
If you look around, you can see the smoke and dust that cover the sky and the sun are raised.
And in the smoke and dust that suddenly rose, countless beasts were roaring, rushing towards the gate of Yujianzong.
"Well, what's going on here?"
Baili Fenghua was devouring the Qi Hui Dan to recover his fighting spirit. Seeing this scene, his heart was suddenly shocked.
"It's a monster, why are there so many monsters?"
Le Zhengya also saw the situation under the smoke and dust in the sky.
Such a huge movement naturally also alarmed An Jiuyou and others who were besieged, and Gu Pingchuan and others who were on the edge of the battle.
Even the movements of guarding the dolls were stagnant.
"This is... a group of monsters, could it be that it is coming!"
An Jiuyou looked at the surging and roaring monsters, and after a slight stun, a surprised look appeared on his face.
"Is it really it?"
The panic on Hei Ming's face also turned into a surprise.
If it was really the reinforcement they thought, then they would be saved.
"There should be no one else who dares to attack with a group of monsters in the presence of so many hero-level powerhouses."
Murong Song's originally panicked face also became calm.
A trace of excitement that could not be hidden also appeared on his face.
"There is a very powerful aura hidden in the group of monsters."
Gu Pingchuan's perception was the strongest among the people present.
Immediately, I sensed the faint scent.
"Can you judge the strength or weakness?"
Ren Gongxiu frowned slightly and asked aloud.
"Roughly estimated, its strength is not under mine."
Gu Pingchuan frowned slightly and said solemnly.
"President Gu, are you sure there is no misunderstanding?"
Hearing this, Ling Ao asked suspiciously.
You know, Gu Pingchuan is a real half-step powerhouse.
Really speaking, its realm should be considered beyond the hero level.
If the aura of the incoming person is not under Gu Pingchuan, wouldn't it be another half-step powerhouse-level almighty.
"I'm not old and confused. Although that breath is deliberately hidden, the power level of the breath cannot be faked."
Gu Pingchuan answered with great certainty.
For a strong magician class, perception is definitely one level more important than his own strength.
Only the change of magic power and the condensation of magic can be clearly perceived.
To be able to better control their own power.
"This is bad."
Ling Ao's face also became a little ugly.
Just when a few people were discussing.
Among the rushing monsters, a huge demon wolf came out.
This devil wolf was covered in scarlet fur, as if stained with blood, looking fierce and violent.
The huge wolf body is three meters high just at the shoulder height.
Standing there like a high wall.
The sharp wolf teeth flashed with cold light, like daggers, which made people horrified.
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