After all, he is still a monk from the Arctic Continent, so naturally there is no hatred at all.

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In a restaurant, Tang Feng, who was dressed in purple and looked even more elegant, was exchanging cups with three monks who were carrying huge sword boxes behind their backs.

These three people are all extremely handsome, and against the backdrop of the huge sword box, each of them looks even more heroic.

"Brother Tang's demeanor is admirable, and his cultivation is unpredictable. It is a blessing for the three of us to be able to travel together with Brother Tang!"

Because Tang Feng was going to travel to a wild land, he and these three people took a flying magic weapon from a trading company, but they encountered a wave of monsters on the way.

Finally, everyone worked together and finally escaped.

These three people belong to the same sword sect, and their cultivation levels are quite impressive. When they join forces, there are endless flying swords in the sword box behind them, and they kill a bloody path.

At that time, they also saw Tang Feng from the other side, who, with his own strength, transformed into a straight line and charged forward in the wave of monsters.

Tang Feng also saw the sharpness of the opponent's methods, and then looked at the overwhelming monster beasts in front of him, and the screams behind him.

After a brief exchange of words, the two sides decisively chose to join forces.

Of the three hundred and fifty people in the flying magic weapon, only the four of them who finally broke through from their direction survived.

But at that time, they didn't dare to check the surrounding situation. As soon as they broke through the wave of monsters, they fled away at all costs.

Then these three people started chatting with Tang Feng, and the more they talked, the more speculative they became. In particular, these three people admired Tang Feng's strength.

"What are the words of these fellow Taoists? I was already relying on elixirs to support me at that time. If I hadn't encountered a few fellow Taoists who acted righteously, then this little life of me would have been dead by now.

It’s hell!

Come, come, let me toast three fellow Taoists!"

While Tang Feng was speaking, he picked up the wine glass, then raised his head and drank it in one gulp. The three of them also smiled and drank the wine in one gulp.

But when the four of them raised their heads to drink, a flash of ridicule flashed in Tang Feng's eyes. In order to escape the tide of monsters, he had to use soul skills.

When so many monsters swarmed up, in fact, all the monks who were trapped could only care about themselves, not knowing whether they would be able to survive in this world at the next moment.

However, the strength of these three people is very powerful. They are the most sharp swordsmen who dominate the world. Moreover, with three swordsmen joining forces, the scene of thousands of swords running wildly is very frightening.

So when these three people broke through the monster wave, they still had free time to observe the situation around them. Tang Feng asked himself about his method of casting spells, but the other party did not notice it.

But he should have already made some guesses, after all, the monsters attacking him were like waves, one after another.

Although in order to cover up, even if the opponent's soul is dead, he will usually make up for it, but there are too many monsters there, and he will always miss something while rushing forward.

Some monsters are even instantly hit by soul magic when they jump up in the air. When they fall heavily, they may not even have time to make up for it before they are overwhelmed by other monsters.

And these three people should have seen some of this situation, if the other party did not sense spiritual power, or the rules of heaven and earth fluctuated.
Chapter completed!