"Leng Xuan, we meet again." At this moment, a voice came from the crowd. Leng Xuan looked up and saw a slender man appearing in his sight. "Who am I, it turns out to be Lord Cheng." Leng Xuan's tone was calm.

  Cheng Kuan snorted lightly and said, "Leng Xuan, surrender, you have no chance to escape."

  Leng Xuan also laughed, "Master Cheng thinks these people can stop us?"

"These people are just to stop them." Cheng Kuan pointed to the men behind Leng Xuan, and said, "As for you and your companions, we have already prepared." The voice fell, and the surrounding city walls suddenly appeared. more than ten men. Those people were wearing purple robes and holding a golden long spear in their hands.

  Leng Xuan took a closer look, but could not see anything strange. However, these people can be valued by Cheng Kuan, and they must have good skills. "Master Cheng, can you let me meet Xiao Yan?" They fell into a trap this time, obviously Xiao Yan planned it. He wanted to figure out why she wanted to collude with the ghost king and frame herself. Even if there is a rift between them, there is no need to do so.

   "Leng Xuan, Miss Yan doesn't want to see you, and she has already left with her master." Cheng Kuan replied.

   "I reminded you a long time ago that you should be careful." Yan Chengfeng shook his head helplessly.

  Leng Xuan glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, we haven't lost yet. They can't help me."

   As he was talking, more than a dozen people in purple robes on the four walls of the city flew down and landed next to Cheng Kuan. Facing those purple-robed people, Cheng Kuan respectfully saluted and said, "My lords, it's hard for you."

   Seeing his move, Leng Xuan's heart was slightly startled. Cheng Kuan is the supreme powerhouse, and he can definitely rank in the top three under the Ghost King. However, he was so respectful to those purple-robed people. From this, it can be seen that the background of these purple-robed people is not small.

   However, Leng Xuan was relieved quickly. The King of Hell has hidden so many tricks, and the Ghost King must be no exception.

   "Those people are handed over to me to deal with, and you will find an opportunity to escape later."

  Yan Chengfeng pointed to the more than 2,000 enemy troops around him and said, "Do you think we can escape their siege?"

  Leng Xuan said with deep meaning: "Don't worry, I have already prepared." After finishing his words, he walked out and greeted the dozen or so people in purple robes.

  More than a dozen people in purple robes walked out one after another, forming a fan shape, facing Leng Xuan.

   "I don't know what to call them?" Leng Xuan cupped his hands and asked.

   "Why does a dead person need to know so much." More than a dozen people in purple robes, almost in unison, said neatly.

  Leng Xuan looked at these purple-robed people quite curiously. Upon closer inspection, he found that the appearances of the more than ten purple-robed people were similar, with only the difference in height. At first glance, he thought that these purple-robed men, like Cheng Kuan's incarnations, were all smelted with gold soil. However, these people have very strong fluctuations in their bodies, and they are obviously not incarnations.

   "Death!" More than a dozen people in purple robes shouted at almost the same time, and their bodies suddenly moved to attack Leng Xuan.

  The golden spear was like a dragon, with bursts of sounds breaking through the air, pointing directly at Leng Xuan's vital point. Seeing this, Leng Xuan tapped his toes and retreated sharply to avoid the opponent's siege. Then, he leaped up, held a steel fist in his hand, and struck at one of the purple-robed men.

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