Tangmen hidden weapons, fast, ruthless, accurate!

  Ambushes only have one or two chances, once this group of people reacts, it's not that easy for Tang Feng to use hidden weapons to kill people again.

  So after he took care of two yellow-robed middle-grade black-clad men, a silver needle had already shot out.

  Flying knives excel in their powerful killing ability, flying needles excel in their concealment.

  The deaths of the two Huang Jie middle-grade cultivators had put the black-robed men on high alert, but the human eye was fundamentally unprotected. Everyone only saw Tang Feng's hand move slightly, and under the sunlight, a few rays of light flashed, causing several people to cover their eyes and fall to the ground. No one saw how he made his move, not even Bai Xiaolou who was standing beside him.

  This is the benefit of having soft hands! Can shoot hidden weapons from any angle, in the most unexpected situations, and kill enemies invisibly.

  Several people who were shot in the eye, without exception, both eyes were completely blind, and a liquid with black and white intervals, as well as blood, flowed out from between their fingers instantly.

  Two sneak attacks, almost in the blink of an eye.

  The black-clothed man had already taken down two yellow-grade middle-rank and three refining-stage eighth or ninth-rank experts.

  "Kill him! Hurry up and circulate your aura, beware of his hidden weapons." Until this moment, the black-faced big man finally realized that this Tang Feng was not as incompetent as the rumors said. With a single order, the remaining people all circulated their aura to protect themselves.

  But the sudden change just now had really frightened these people out of their wits. These people were not very strong, and their qualifications were not good, they were just a group of cowards who relied on their numbers to bully others. Tang Feng had eliminated five people with just one move, why weren't they afraid? So although they were ready for battle, none of them dared to come forward, everyone held their weapons in front of them, fearing that Tang Feng would shoot at their eyes again.

  "Useless trash, charge over there and get to his side! His hidden weapons are just for show. Once we succeed, there will be 10,000 taels of silver waiting for us!" The black-faced big man yelled as he raised the large knife in his hand, and a yellowish light instantly flowed across the blade and his body. As soon as his feet touched the ground, two huge deep pits appeared, clearly the result of the black-faced big man mobilizing the energy of his dantian.

  "Looking for death!" Bai Xiaolou was originally worried about Tang Feng, but seeing him so brave, he also put down his heart and raised his palms to welcome the black-faced big man.

  Apart from the black-faced giant, there were seven other black-clad men left, who also desperately rushed towards Tang Feng. Generally speaking, people who use hidden weapons are not very good at close combat, and masters of hidden weapons are more suitable for launching long-range attacks on their enemies. These seven people were also terrified in their hearts, and they didn't think of it for a moment, but after being reminded by the black-faced giant, they all became spirited and refreshed, as long as they got closer to Tang Feng, he would definitely become a soul under the knife, plus the stimulation of 10,000 taels of silver, this group of people was like a fierce tiger going down the mountain, a dragon rising from the sea, extremely ferocious.

  Seeing these people rushing towards him, a flash of killing intent passed through Tang Feng's eyes. Not only did he not retreat, but instead charged forward to meet them head-on.

  Maybe other hidden weapon masters are not used to close combat with others, but Tangmen disciples are not afraid!

  With a flick of his wrist, Tang Feng's figure became as elusive as a ghost, relying on the flexibility of this body to perform all sorts of unimaginable movements.

  The last time he met Ye Chenqiu, Tang Feng was only a first-rate Refiner, while the other was already at the Heavenly stage, so Tang Feng was powerless. However, at this moment, if he were to deal with these miscellaneous fish in the same way as before, Tang Feng would not be worthy of being the extraordinary talent that had never appeared in the Tang Sect for a hundred years.

  Seven people, seven weapons, within a range of less than five meters, attacked with all their might, swords flashing, knives slashing, but after a fierce attack, these seven people suddenly discovered that they hadn't even touched Tang Feng's clothes.

  Instead, Tang Feng's counterattack made them tremble from time to time.

  The protective aura was indeed a very annoying thing. The flying knife in Tang Feng's hand was just an ordinary flying knife, temporarily serving as a dagger, but every time he counterattacked, it was blocked by the protective aura of these few people and couldn't cause them any real harm.

  In a fit of anger, Tang Feng held a flying knife in his right hand and pressed several flying needles with his left hand. He watched the six roads with his eyes and listened to all directions with his ears. As soon as any enemy relaxed and didn't guard their own eyes well, he would immediately shoot a flying needle over.

  Although they knew that the eyes were the most vulnerable part, these seven people couldn't always protect themselves when surrounding Tang Feng. Once there was a gap, a flying needle would suddenly come from an unknown direction and insert itself in a precise manner.

  "Ah!" A miserable cry rang out, a black-clad man of the ninth rank of Lianyun covered his eyes and retreated, Tang Feng took advantage of the situation and swiftly flew up, taking advantage of the fact that he had not yet caught his breath, a flying knife quickly slashed across his neck.

  A loud crackling sound, that was the sound of the throat being torn open, and fresh blood splattered out instantly.

  Six blades hacked towards Tang Feng's unprotected back, but he dodged by shrinking his body and slid out like a mud eel. His entire body curved to an unbelievable degree, hugging the ground as he floated three zhang away. Without turning around, it was as if eyes had grown on his back, and with a flick of his hand, two flying needles shot out again.

  Two mournful cries rang out simultaneously.

  Companions suddenly and inexplicably lose their combat effectiveness, and the black-faced big man is also shocked.

  He was originally not as good at martial arts and inner energy techniques as Bai Xiaolou, and although both of them were top-notch Huang stage practitioners, Bai Xiaolou's current decline in strength was only temporary, his mid-Tian stage foundation still intact. With a pair of palms flying up and down, the black-faced big man was completely unable to fight back.

  If it weren't for his timely intervention, Bai Xiaolou would have been killed by now.

  The black-faced giant's gongxin was a solid rock, and with the power of his gongxin, every time Bai Xiaolou hit him, he could condense a thick, yellowish defensive aura in the area where he was struck, neutralizing most of the damage. Moreover, under the driving force of his gongxin's power, the black-faced giant had boundless strength, and Bai Xiaolou didn't dare to engage in a fierce battle with him. Therefore, although the black-faced giant was at a disadvantage, for the time being, he wasn't in any mortal danger.

  Bai Xiaolou was furious beyond compare, if it weren't for the severe poison in her body, she would have already unleashed her full strength and electrocuted the black-faced big man into charcoal, how could she tolerate him swaggering in front of her.

  The two men fought a stalemate, but either of them understood that once Bai Xiaolou's attack broke through the black-faced big man's defense and defeated the protective power of the Lingtian, the black-faced big man would undoubtedly die.

  Moreover, his companions kept falling down one after another, and the beauty in front of him hadn't even used her full strength yet, so the black-faced big man had already had the idea of escaping.

  A thought occurred to him, and the big black-faced man stopped entangling with Bai Xiaolou. Relying on his thick skin and dry flesh, he mobilized his Ling Qi energy and condensed a circle of defensive Ling Qi around Zhou's body. With a burst of wind under his feet, he turned and ran without looking back!