Portable Space Can be Summoned

Remember in a second【】

"it's over!"

Yin Jiuming walked in the middle of the team, not knowing whether to be disappointed or relieved.

But everything is over, it is useless to think about it, the most important thing to do is to bring these disciples out of the valley safely.

Yin Jiuming got up his spirits, and the remaining disciples should not have any accidents, otherwise his Minggu Sect would be seriously injured.

The disciples of the Minggu Sect became depressed because of the lack of treasures and the death of many senior brothers.

He even lost the most basic vigilance to the surrounding environment.

When the first three disciples fell into the trap already dug by the Divine Guard, what they immediately thought of was that there were other crises hidden in Burying Soul Valley, rather than someone ambushing them.

"Stop, it's a human! Someone's ambushing!"

Elder Bai was walking at the front of the team, and seeing three disciples fall into a trap in front of him, he was also shocked, but as a first-class warrior, although he was a little flustered, he did not lose his judgment.

Soon, he discovered that it was not the weirdness in Burying Soul Valley that trapped the three Minggu sect disciples ahead, but a trap, a man-made trap.

After hearing Elder Bai's shout, Yin Jiuming and Elder Hei, both first-rate fighters, were the first to realize how long a team of twenty people could be.

In almost a breath, the two came around the team and took a defensive posture.

At the same time, Yin Jiuming shouted: "Retreat immediately!"

Since there are traps ahead, there will definitely be other ambushes in the future.

Although Yin Jiuming had never fought a war, he still understood such a simple art of war.

It's a pity that he reminded a little too late, before he finished speaking, the attack of the Divine Guard had already fallen among the disciples of the Minggu Sect.

The equipment used by the Guards is mainly a fishing net made of special materials, dotted with many sharp blades.

After testing, this kind of fishing net can only be cut through with a magic weapon or a weapon blessed with the inner energy of a first-class warrior.

It is a magic weapon to deal with body-training warriors and warriors below first-class.

After knowing that high-strength fishing nets can be made in the imperial space,

Yang Yuan thought of this once very famous tool.

This time is the time to test their quality in actual combat.

Facts have proved that the fishing net designed by Yang Yuan is very useful, and it has shown great power against the disciples of the Minggu Sect.

Facing the huge net that fell from the sky, the disciples of the Minggu Sect didn't take it seriously at first. They are not ordinary people. Facing the fishing net, they can only catch it with nothing to do. No matter whether it is the weapon on their body or the inner energy, they can break the fishing net.

But when the guard's fishing net fell on them, they knew that they were wrong, very wrong.

They are not ordinary people, nor is the net of the Janissaries any ordinary net.

No matter whether they cut with knives or tear with internal energy, they can't cause any damage to these nets.

Yin Jiuming and Elder Heihei trapped the disciples after seeing a few nets, and immediately wanted to come forward to rescue them.

Are there any senses between the masters? They can see that there is no opponent in the guard who can be valued by them.

This is not a team of warriors!

This result reassured Yin Jiuming a lot.

Although I don't know where Yang Yuan and the others came from, I don't know why they ambushed them.

But as long as it's not a team of warriors, Yin Jiuming doesn't worry that he and the black and white elders will be captured.

Yang Yuan would not just watch them destroy the fishing nets and rescue the disciples of the Minggu Sect.

These fishing nets are very strong, but they can't withstand the internal energy of first-class warriors. Moreover, the cost of these nets is not low, and they need a material that can only be produced by space.

This is the sharp weapon that Yang Yuan prepared for the Security Bureau and Xuan Tiansi to deal with martial artists in the Jianghu. Losing one even makes him feel heartbroken.

"Guys, don't rush back to save people, your opponent is here!"

Seeing that the three of Yin Jiuming wanted to rescue the disciples who were trapped by the guards without looking back, Yang Yuan stepped forward in a timely manner.

With just one mouth, Yin Jiuming and the others stopped.

They didn't suspect that Yang Yuan was deceiving them. Even if Yang Yuan was really just deceiving them, Yin Jiuming didn't dare to ignore it easily. Being attacked by an opponent of the same level would cost his life.

Yang Yuan didn't let Yin Jiuming and the others wait, and soon, three first-class warriors came out of the woods beside them.

None of their auras were weaker than Yin Jiuming.

This made the expressions of Yin Jiuming and the black and white elders serious.

Among the three, Yin Jiuming's strength is the strongest, and he is also considered to be a middle-class warrior among the first-rate warriors, so he can be called a first-rate mid-term warrior.

The strength of the black and white elders is a bit weaker. If they are ten years younger, their strength can still be regarded as first-class mid-term fighters, but now with the decline in vitality, they can only be counted as first-class early-stage warriors.

However, the two have very rich combat experience, and they can persist for a period of time in the face of ordinary first-class mid-term warriors.

The three first-class fighters Yang Yuan recruited are not weaker than Yin Jiuming, and the black and white elders can't take advantage of it.

But both Yin Jiuming and Elder Heihei knew in their hearts that they could only retreat with their disciples after defeating these three, otherwise even the three of them would be in danger of being captured.

"Who are you? Why are you here to ambush us?"

Yin Jiuming stared at Yang Yuan, he could see that Yang Yuan was the leader of this group of people.

Yang Yuan didn't intend to deceive Yin Jiuming, he had to make people understand!

Of course, if he and the people of the Minggu faction are very knowledgeable, let them live longer

^0^ Remember in a second【】

Not impossible for a few days.

It all depends on their performance and Yang Yuan's mood.

"Linshui County, Lin Mansion."

Just five words already reminded Yin Jiuming of the night when he snatched Nine Dragon Wall.

"You are the commander of that army!" Yin Jiuming said in a deep voice.

"It seems that you haven't forgotten what you have done. Can you give me back what you stole now? Maybe I will let you go as soon as I am happy."

Yang Yuan looked at Yin Jiuming with a smile on his face, and casually pointed to the Minggu Sect disciple who had shrunk into a ball beside him.

He promised that he didn't intend to use these disciples to threaten Yin Jiuming, but he couldn't guarantee what Yin Jiuming thought.

A trace of hesitation flashed in Yin Jiuming's eyes, but he soon regained his inner thoughts.

I, Yin Jiuming, have never counted on other people's charity in doing things.

September is the sky, and I want to pick it off myself!

Yin Jiuming didn't answer Yang Yuan, and suddenly flew towards his position, faster than a cheetah.

Yang Yuan knew that he was not Yin Jiuming's opponent, but he didn't panic in the face of his attack, because he was not fighting alone.

"I've been guarding against you for a long time! I know you like sneak attacks!"

Yang Yuan knew that he was a breakthrough, and he had long guarded against Yin Jiuming's attempt to make a fuss about him.

Almost the moment Yin Jiuming started to move, Yang Yuan stepped back and said something that stimulated Yin Jiuming.

Killing is not the end, killing the heart is the goal!

Yin Jiuming started the battle between the six first-class masters.

Yang Yuan winked at the commander of the Divine Guard army and told him to take the captured Minggu sect disciples away.

The destructive power of the six first-class warriors in battle is astonishing, that is to say, the rocks and plants in Burial Soul Valley are different from those outside, otherwise the six of them would be almost destroyed after fighting here.

Looking at the fierce battle in the distance, Yang Yuan was not in a hurry, the end was already doomed from the moment Yin Jiuming chose to fight.

He just stands here and waits for the result.

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^