Chapter 26: The Battle of the Dark Night

  Ziwei gained Baiwen Hu, and his mood was exceptionally good.

  Riding a white-striped tiger in the forest, galloping wildly, that kind of feeling is indescribably cool.

  Night fell, but in the distance, a sharp metallic collision sound was heard.

  Ziwei slowed down the White-striped Tiger, hiding among the many shrubs, and saw that not far away, the sound of clashing swords was gradually entering her ears. She flipped over and got off the giant tiger's back, Ziwei gently patted the tiger's back, and the White-striped Tiger transformed into a size similar to that of a cat, standing on Ziwei's right shoulder, while the cat stood on the left.

  For some reason, the white-striped tiger seemed to have a natural fear of cats, which made Ziwei herself puzzled. As for the cat, it had always been treated as a pet, but Ziwei also had an inexplicable feeling in her heart. It was very strange, with a subtle and indescribable flavor.

  Zi Wei lightly tapped the branch, with a magnificent posture, jumping and tapping on the tree. In a tree not far from the battlefield, quietly lurking, watching the changes, looking at all the movements of the battlefield below.

  A white-clad man with a long sword in his hand was surrounded by two night walkers, and the white-clad man leaned against a large tree, facing the two alone. The white-clad man's left foot lightly tapped on the trunk of the tree, and with a powerful impact, he merged directly with his long sword and charged towards one of the black-clothed men.

  But the man was undaunted and directly swung his giant sword to meet him. With a powerful Mount Hua slash, he struck the white-robed man, but another black-robed man couldn't just stand still either. The three of them basically moved at the same time.

  The black-clad man blocked the powerful blow of the white-clad man, but he did not dodge the sword of another black-clad man.

  A man in black clothes thrust his sword into the chest of a man in white clothes, who coughed up a large mouthful of blood and turned deathly pale.

  One of the men in black said: Zhu Yongfeng, next year's today will be your funeral day, no one can save you.

  Zhu Yongfeng inserted his long sword into the ground and slowly stood up with its support.

  He snorted and said, "The Black Night Gang is indeed a good hand, but do you really think you can kill me today? How ridiculous."

  Men in Black: Since you know our origin, we can't let you live. Sorry, you can go die now.

  Zhu Yongfeng looked up at the sky and let out a long whistle, biting his tongue and spitting out a mouthful of blood that landed on the sword in his hand. Instantly, the sword's blade shone brightly, and an old man's figure appeared from within it. In an instant, a formless aura of pressure spread out, even Purple Wei, who was not on the battlefield, could clearly feel it, making it hard for people to breathe.

  The old man said: Who wants to hurt my grandson?

  That man in black said: Zhu Bugun, you old undead, I'll let you see how I kill your beloved grandson. I want to drive you mad.

  The old man finally couldn't help but roar: If my grandson is gone, I'll let the entire Hei Ye Tuan be buried with him.

  That man in black laughed and said: You old thing, you watch out.

  "Unite in darkness." The two men in black shouted simultaneously.

  Darkness descends upon the world, the Night God arrives, at that moment. Endless dark energy surrounds the surrounding forest. And even locked in the shadow of the old phantom. At this time, he became another person.

  Zi Wei was shocked. This kind of kung fu was the long-lost Dark Summoning Technique. What kind of background did this person have to know such a divine technique?

  The old man wasn't one to be trifled with either, and with a light tap of his left hand, a halo enveloped Zhu Yongfeng's body, not only to prevent him from getting caught in the crossfire during the upcoming battle, but also to have a healing effect on Zhu Yongfeng's body.

  The old man snorted: In the dark night, there is no splendor, but the light will last forever.

  The entire person is enveloped in an endless white aura, looking so sacred. In contrast, the other side is shrouded in endless darkness, making it impossible to see through, and exuding a strong killing intent that makes one tremble even from afar.

  Old man said: Two of you, don't I know your identities? Bastards! That old black-hearted one actually sent his son to kill my grandson. What kind of thing is that? Today, I will kill you two. Let him go crazy then.

  That man in black snorted: You dare to scold me, you rascal.

  Zhu Buzi did not speak, the endless white light power rushed towards Heitian, and Heitian directly cut off the source of the light with a dark blade, then carried the power to overthrow the mountain and sea to attack Zhu Buzi.

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