PFC Chapter 219 Raid
Chapter 219 Raid
Zhao Sen nodded and looked at Yang Zikun with satisfaction.
"Patriarch Yang did a good job this time. If you can get rid of them smoothly, then Patriarch Yang will be the first to do it. Then I will ask Dean Lin to give you some higher-quality pills!"
Hearing this, Yang Zikun became even more excited.
The eyes are even more radiant.
Higher quality pills?
The elixir given by Zhao Sen before was already very miraculous, much stronger than those of the Floating Cloud Sect, and their value outside was even more immeasurable.
Wouldn't it be a sky-high price if it was a higher quality pill.
You must know that there are only some ordinary rejuvenation pills that are circulated in the entire secular world.
Even so, those elixirs still have a price but no market.
"Yes, Mr. Zhao, don't worry, I followed your orders completely, and they didn't notice at all!"
Zhao Sen laughed and patted Yang Zikun on the shoulder.
"Patriarch Yang, we will leave the rest of the matter to us. Go out and hide first, and come back after the matter is resolved!"
Then, strode towards the door.
Yang Zikun also reacted.
Quickly followed.
He didn't want to be involved in this battle, those were all gods and men, just ticking his little finger could kill him.
Therefore, even if he had ten guts, he would not dare to look here.
But when Zhao Sen just opened the door, Yang Zikun was dumbfounded.
Because now, there are already people standing outside the door, all of them are all immortal cultivators, and everyone's aura is not weak, which makes Yang Zikun even have the urge to kneel down and surrender.
Fortunately, he quickly held back.
"The target is on the third floor, remember to move gently, don't startle the snake!"
Zhao Sen whispered to the crowd.
The strength of the opponent is very strong, there is no need to doubt this.
But now there is a very good sneak attack opportunity, if you don't use it, you don't use it.
As for the means or something, just ignore it.
From ancient times to the present, as long as all battles can be won, that is enough. There is no need to let others know what means are used, because the winner can represent everything.
It can even turn the tide of public opinion.
Taking a step back, what he is doing now can only be called a tactic, not a sneak attack.
"Yes!"
Everyone nodded.
Led by Zheng Xiong, Bai Yu and Wang Dezhu, they moved towards the third floor.
Bai Lao and Chen Yali also followed behind Zhao Sen.
Yang Zikun hurriedly bowed to everyone, his attitude was very disrespectful.
After they left, Yang Zikun breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and left the villa.
This feeling made him very uncomfortable.
No matter who can easily destroy him, he can only express his position with his attitude, and he has no intention of resisting in his heart.
When Yang Zikun came to the gate of the manor.
Many disciples of the Yang family have already been waiting here.
"Patriarch, what shall we do next?"
A disciple of the Yang family asked.
Yang Zikun said angrily: "What do you think? Stay here honestly. If anyone dares to mess around, I will definitely not spare him. In addition, let people block the two roads in front to prevent any vehicles from passing. No one can come here."
"Yes!"
The disciples of the Yang family quickly agreed.
Then he turned and left.
After everything was arranged, Yang Zikun felt relieved.
In his heart, he was praying that Zhao Sen would win this battle as soon as possible, so that he could get better medicine.
Zhao Sen has indeed come to the third floor, which is a place specially provided by the Yang family for the disciples of the Floating Cloud Sect to rest, with a total of eight rooms.
The middle room is where Lin Tian lives, and the seven rooms next to him are the disciples he brought.
Zhao Sen made a gesture to Wang Dezhu who was not far away. Wang Dezhu laughed immediately, and led the disciples behind him towards the end of the third floor, while pulling out the Moon Blade in his hand.
As for the disciples behind him, they all held iron swords.
This bright moon blade is obviously bigger than Zhao Sen's.
This was Wang Dezhu's own request. He insisted on saying that the black iron he got, although he couldn't get the giant sword, the bright moon blade was also bigger.
Uncle Li has no choice but to agree.
So it became like this.
Immediately after that was Zheng Xiong, who led the disciples of the Zheng family to guard outside the doors of the three rooms.
The disciples of the Bai family also appeared outside the doors of the other three rooms under Bai Lao's signal.
In the middle are Zhao Sen and Bai Lao.
"Go!"
Zhao Sen released his own energy, and the halo of the suzerain was released to the maximum, and he gave a low shout to everyone.
Bang bang bang!
Immediately afterwards, everyone kicked open the door of the room they were in almost at the same time.
Then he raised the weapon in his hand and killed him.
For a while, there were bursts of screams, curses and doubts in many rooms.
Zhao Sen has also rushed into the middle room.
But just as soon as he entered, he felt a strong aura, heading towards where he was.
"careful!"
Zhao Sen's face changed drastically.
He hurriedly reminded Bai Lao behind him.
Then he quickly dodged to the side, Bai Lao's movements were not slow, and he retreated quickly.
boom!
The next moment, a deep sword mark appeared on the wall where Zhao Sen was.
Zhao Sen's expression was solemn, this Lin Tian is really not an ordinary person.
To react so quickly, fortunately, I sensed it, otherwise I would have been caught off guard.
"who!"
There was an aura in the room that surpassed the peak of the tenth layer of Jindan, and the gloomy voice sounded even more.
Zhao Sen and Bai Lao looked around.
I saw a middle-aged man in a white gown, with a little beard and his hair tied up in a bun on the top of his head, looking like a Taoist priest.
But that terrifying aura emanated from her body.
Even if Zhao Sen didn't understand it anymore, he now understands it.
This is Lin Tian!
The elder of the Floating Cloud Sect!
"The one who killed you!"
Zhao Sen snorted coldly, and shot immediately.
The energy in the palm exploded, and the moon blade even slashed a very swift and fierce wind in the air, heading straight for the man.
Lin Tian's eyes flickered, and he obviously felt the power of the sword's edge.
But the movement was very simple, a long sword flew directly in front of him, and collided with the power of this sword edge.
Ding!
Made a crisp sound.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Sen and Bai Lao both had ugly expressions.
The half-step Nascent Soul's strength is really extraordinary, so easily withstood the sword's edge that could hurt the peak of the Jindan Tenth Layer.
"court death!"
Lin Tian snorted coldly, and clenched the hilt of the sword in front of him even more tightly.