Zuo Mo didn't say another word and with a flick of his hand, he threw out an Empty Flag.

  A dark iron flagpole held a pitch-black banner with the two red characters "Wu Kong" (No Emptiness) written in bold strokes, as if they were about to break free from the flag and fly out!

  As soon as the Void Flag emerged, a surge of sword intent burst forth, like an invisible giant hand stirring up a tranquil spring pool. The surrounding air was icy and cold, with hidden currents swirling beneath.

  Zuo Mo watched as the cultivator in the sky drew closer and closer, his hands flying quickly as he struck out with various spells.

  The flag on the top of his head suddenly released a dazzling light, and countless sword lights of different colors flew out from the flag body, like countless fish of different colors, surrounding Zuo Mo and swimming around him.

  In Jian Mang's protection, Zuo Mo couldn't help but feel a surge of courage.

  Wú Kōng Qí is the token of our sect, jointly refined by several Golden Elixir stage elders. Inside, it seals the sword auras of various Golden Elixir experts. Due to his cultivation level, he can't unleash the full power of Wú Kōng Qí, but the sword auras of Golden Elixir experts are still extremely dangerous and terrifying for those in the Condensing Pulse stage.

  Luckily there isn't a Golden Elixir expert among this group of people!

  Zuo Mo stared at the cultivators flying closer and closer in the sky, his heart growing increasingly tense. This was his first time facing so many cultivators alone, and it was clear that they didn't come with good intentions.

  However, although tense, he had no more distractions in his heart, and his mind was exceptionally clear. He only waited for the opponent to make a slight move, and he would launch a thunderous attack without hesitation!

  The cultivators in the sky stopped in their tracks, facing each other from a distance.

  Zhang Hao's face hesitated as he stared at the black flag.

  Zou Han's face was twisted and distorted, his one eye revealing a deep-seated hatred, his fists clenched so tightly that they crackled with tension.

  Wei Rong's face turned pale, his bamboo-like body trembling with fear. The others, upon seeing the flag, looked as if they had seen a ghost, their faces revealing deep-seated terror, their bodies involuntarily shrinking back slightly.

  At one point, a group of over 70 people suddenly fell into an eerie silence, with no sound from even the crows and sparrows.

  "Boss, I've followed you for ten years, and you know my temper. I don't want to drag everyone down, so I'll take care of my own vendetta myself. Don't stop me, boss!" Zou Han's voice seemed to come from the depths of the underworld, and everyone's face changed color upon hearing it, with even the timid Wei Rong turning pale.

  At that time, the lawless Wufeng Ze happened to meet the Wu Kong Jian Men, and it was Wei Sheng's team. They were immediately beaten and suffered heavy losses. Zou Han's one eye and one leg were injured by Wei Sheng.

  Wei Sheng's Wu Kong Jian Jue has made some progress, his sword intent has invaded his body. Zou Han has tried all kinds of spiritual pills, but none can cure him. His hatred for the Wu Kong Sword Sect has also penetrated deep into his bones. He has been thinking of ways to avenge himself, and the only way to do so is to encounter a lone disciple of the Wu Kong Sword Sect and kill them to vent his anger.

  Never thought I'd actually run into a disciple of the Wu Kong Sword Sect.

  Staring at the large flag, Zhang Hao didn't say a word. This large flag was extraordinary, and he could naturally see that this disciple was undoubtedly the core disciple of Wu Kong Sword Sect. If he really killed this Wu Kong Sword Sect disciple today, Wu Kong Sword Sect would never let it go easily.

  Almost killed by Wu Kong Sword Sect before, how could Zhang Hao not have any resentment in his heart? He just recognized the situation clearly, it was Wu Feng Zei's strength to find trouble with Wu Kong Men, that was a dead end. If he could swallow this breath, nothing would happen. He knew very well that in the eyes of Wu Kong Sword Sect, they didn't take Wu Feng Zei seriously at all, as long as they didn't provoke them, Wu Kong Sword Sect wouldn't even remember they existed.

  But if Zou Han is allowed to go alone, what will the other brothers think? Zou Han is a veteran of the Wu Feng Zei, having followed him for ten years and achieved countless merits. If he is treated so coldly, the other brothers will only be thoroughly disheartened.

  When people's minds are scattered, bandits will also disperse.

  Moreover, the secret realm...

  The secret realm was like a heavy weight, and Zhang Hao's mental balance suddenly tilted.

  This is the boundary river, kill this disciple and escape to a small mountain boundary. Even if the power of Kongjianmen is great, it can't do anything to them. It's just that with these brothers under his command, no matter where they go, there will be a way out.

  He never thought that he would lose. After so long, the opponent was just one person, and it was a foundation-building cultivator.

  Even if you have no shame, if a large group of people like you can't take down a Qi Refining cultivator, then go back to drinking milk.

  What a pity about this flag...

  Although he knew that the Void Flag was extraordinary, he didn't dare to take it. This kind of sect treasure would definitely leave a unique mark on it, and taking it would be equivalent to telling others where they were. The Void Sword Sect only needed one Golden Dan elder to take action, and it would be enough to wipe out this group of people.

  Zhang Hao took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with ferocity as he growled: "What kind of nonsense is this? Our group has been through thick and thin together, we're like family! The Wu Kong Sword Sect is formidable, but that doesn't mean we can't take them on! We can't just back down! Last time they messed us up so badly, if we have to detour around a little kid, who's going to be able to hold their head up?"

  Zhang Hao looked around and saw many people's faces filled with shame. Indeed, even if the Wu Kong Sword Sect was formidable, if they couldn't even stand up to one of their disciples, it would be too humiliating!

  "Where is this? This is the Boundary River! As long as we cross the Boundary River, it's Xiao Shan's territory! How powerful can Wu Kong Sword Sect be? Can they run to Xiao Shan's territory to cause trouble? Hehe, our group of people, wherever we go, they won't be able to find us!"

  Others nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

  Zhang Hao continued to fan the flames, full of incitement: "Secret realm! Brothers! As long as we catch those three guys, we'll be rich! With the crystal stone, where can't we go? Wherever we go, we're the bosses!"

  A few words of magic, a group of people were suddenly stirred up by Zhang Hao's desire, everyone's eyes gleamed with ferocity, and the atmosphere was tense with killing intent, only regretting that they couldn't flatten the Araki Reef immediately!

  Feeling the opponent's killing intent growing thicker, Zuo Mo knew that a great battle was inevitable and didn't have even a hint of luck. He didn't know what kind of person the opponent was, but seeing the Empty Flag not being feared, it absolutely wasn't an ordinary cultivator.

  At odds of one to seven, he knew his chances of winning were extremely low.

  But in this vast ocean, there is nowhere to escape. Moreover, the fellow disciples he brought with him are all in the production of cultivators. If they abandon them and leave, they will only have one outcome.

  He cut off all other thoughts and stared at this group of murderous cultivators in the sky, and a heroic spirit suddenly rose up in his heart.

  Isn't it war!

  Shut up! You're all talking nonsense!

  He felt his whole body burning with fervor, his chest surging with a sense of urgency.

  Just as he was about to launch the Tian Huan Yue Ming Formation, he suddenly let out a soft "hmm" and his eyes revealed a hint of surprise.

  Heavenly Ring Moon Whistle Array...

  The disciples of Wu Kong Jian Men gathered together, each with a pale face, only Gong Sun Cha was relatively calm, even Xun Yu Cheng's face turned slightly white.

  "What kind of people are these? They actually dare to attack our Wu Kong Sword Sect! Don't they fear that our sect will pursue them?" Chun Yu Cheng's voice was trembling.

  Gongsun Zhi burst out laughing: "This group of people must be fugitives, but I don't know which branch. Pursuit? How can we pursue them? They ran to the Xiaoshan border, and our school won't be able to do anything."

  "How can this be good... How can this be good..." Chun Yu Cheng Liu's six spirits were in disarray.

  Gongsun Zhi shrugged and spread out his pale palm: "Let's see what Left Uncle has to say."

  "Left Uncle has only one person..."

  "No choice, just accept it."

  In a place dozens of miles away from Araki Reef, in the midst of a white cloud, there was also a group of people staring at Araki Reef in the distance.

  "Haha, now this is getting interesting. Who do you think has the upper hand?" The yellow-faced man laughed and said.

  By his side stood a black-robed monk, thin as a stick, with piercing eyes, who was none other than Gui Feng from the Sword Testing Conference. On the other side, however, was a man with an indifferent expression, hair standing upright like iron wires, and copper rings on his collarbone - Chang Heng.

  The other cultivators looked at the three with reverence and subconsciously kept their distance from them.

  The green eyes of the ghostly wind were deep and profound, his cultivation was obviously much deeper than before. His voice was hoarse: "He doesn't have a pulse." The implication was clear without needing to be said. As for the yellow-faced man's origins, he still had no clue even now, it was extremely mysterious. He only knew that the yellow-faced man called himself Fu Feng.

  He practiced the "Little Ghost Sword", a very unconventional sword technique. Although he had excellent innate talent, the "Little Ghost Sword" was already incomplete and it would be even more difficult to further improve. Just at this time, Fu Feng took out a manual that attracted him. The "Nine Ghost Nailing Curse", a manual with a name he had never heard of before, made him choose to join without hesitation.

  But when he saw Chang Heng, he was also slightly surprised in his heart. He estimated that Chang Heng should be similar to himself, but didn't know what kind of mental method Fu Feng had given to Chang Heng.

  As for the other thirty-six foundation repairers, he didn't take them seriously. He actually thought it was quite unnecessary, with him and Chang Heng around, these thirty-six foundation repairers were of no use at all. The problems that the three of them couldn't solve wouldn't be solved by adding these thirty-six foundation repairers, but would instead slow them down.

  But these thirty-six foundation-laying cultivators were all recruited by Fu Feng, and Gui Feng would not dare to provoke this trouble.

  "What do you think?" Fu Feng turned his face and asked Chang Heng.

  Chang Heng said faintly: "Zuo Mo will win."

  "Hmm, you're quite confident in him." Fu Feng said with a somewhat unexpected smile. Fu Feng was unremarkable in appearance, ordinary to the point of being unnoticeable, but his demeanor and bearing had an intimidating aura that inspired awe.

  Ghostly rumors, in his heart, he didn't think so. This isn't a trial of swords, Zhang Hao's gang of evil bandits are all extremely vicious and cruel, this is a battle to the death. A foundation-building cultivator, not to mention winning, can hold out for several hours, that's already something to be proud of.

  But he didn't make a sound, and Chang Heng still had some reservations, no need to bear grudges with the other party over such an unimportant matter. His own strength has increased greatly recently, and Chang Heng's increase in strength is probably not inferior to his own.

  Fu Feng didn't dwell on the issue either, he glanced calmly at the two opposing sides and said: "Regardless of who wins or loses, we must get accurate information about the secret realm from Zhang Hao and his group."

  The tone of certainty in his words made everyone's heart skip a beat.