Chapter 907: A Group Against One

Furthermore, the conscription is imminent.

If Sikong Yu is seriously injured at this time, things will become very troublesome, and he might lose the qualification to enter the Nantian Gate.

At the very least, in the upcoming conscription competition, Sikong Yu's strength will definitely be greatly diminished.

"Yes!!!"

These young Geniuses of the Sikong Tribe accepted the order.

Their expressions were filled with joy; since the Old Ancestor hadn't specified who should attack, it meant they could all attack!!!

However, Patriarch Sikong Jue had also ordered them not to kill this person!

Although they didn't know the reason, they could not disobey the Old Ancestor's order.

Patriarch Sikong Jue was one of the three great powerhouses in the vicinity, so he naturally understood the inside story.

And he could also sense that Commander Qin Han's Divine Soul was observing this side!

A young Genius like Wei Zhongshan would definitely be noticed by the Nantian Gate!

Killing such a person would cause trouble for himself…

"Boom"

"Rumble"

"Bang"

"Damn your mother…"

Wei Zhongshan roared loudly; at this moment, he was going crazy!

A dozen more people came directly and attacked him together!!

These were all young Geniuses from the Sikong Tribe.

The one with the lowest cultivation base was at the Yuanhun Realm Level 8.

The strongest, Sikong Lie, possessed the strength of the Pi Hai Realm Level 4!

And Sikong Bo was not weak either, possessing the strength of the Pi Hai Realm Level 3!

How was he supposed to fight this?

He wasn't Xiao Fan…

Surrounded by the group, he immediately cursed in anger. In an instant, he was beaten into a sorry state, his aura dropping steadily…

"Let you hit me…"

At this moment, Sikong Yu also roared.

The Old Ancestor had sent people to support him!!

He wanted revenge; he wanted to slaughter this brat with his own hands…

Below, Gongjian Xuehai and the people of the Gongjian Tribe were overjoyed…

Just a moment ago, Sikong Yu had been suppressed, and they had thought the torture was coming again!

As it turned out, this group of Sikong Tribe Geniuses had all attacked!

The one who would die next would definitely be Wei Zhongshan!!!

"Hahahaha… Saved!!"

"Kill him, kill this demon…"

"Yes, kill this demon, kill him!!"

Several people from the Gongjian Tribe, including those three Elders, were roaring.

They hated Wei Zhongshan to the core for torturing them like that just now…

In the Void Realm, Wei Zhongshan, who was being besieged, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and coldly glanced at the people of the Gongjian Tribe below.

He felt that he had been too merciful just now, and his attacks had been too light…

"Ah…" Wei Zhongshan roared, but the next moment he was hit by a fireball, causing him to vomit blood, his body festering…

"You bastards, bullying the few with the many…"

Wei Zhongshan was furious and desperate. At this rate, it wouldn't be long before he was dead.

At this moment, he didn't continue to fight head-on but was fleeing in all directions…

Are you kidding? How can he fight this?

Fighting a group of people, wasn't that just asking for death?

"Hahahaha… Bullying you, so what? If you have the guts, call your companions too!!!"

"Exactly. Regardless of which tribe you belong to, in the eyes of my Sikong Tribe, you are all ants!!"

"…"

Sikong Yu spoke mockingly. Besides him, the other Geniuses of the Sikong Tribe also chimed in one after another.

"You, you all…"

Wei Zhongshan was furious. He looked down and found that his eldest brother was still closing his eyes…

He gritted his teeth fiercely, feeling that he couldn't drag his eldest brother down…

Before Xiao Fan closed his eyes just now, he had sent a voice transmission telling him that he needed to close his eyes to seek a way to break the deadlock…

Wei Zhongshan knew it must be because of him!

Because his strength had been exposed, that was why his eldest brother was like this!

Therefore, he absolutely could not disturb Xiao Fan!!!

"This… doesn't the Sikong Tribe have a tradition… that in battles between those of the same rank, other than on the battlefield, one cannot bully the few with the many?"

"What time is it now? Who still cares about that?"

"Exactly, rules are made by people. It's whatever the Sikong side says it is…"

"…"

People from the nearby medium and large tribes started to clamor.

"Hmph, what trash… A group of people fighting one!"

"This Sikong Tribe is becoming more and more hopeless…"

"Yeah… but… what do you think that masked man is doing? Why hasn't he attacked yet!"

"…"

People from the Chiyue and Liangqiu tribes were also discussing it.

Their traditions were similar to the Sikong Tribe's.

In battles between those of the same rank, others cannot intervene!

Therefore, they expressed disdain for the Sikong Tribe.

But at the same time, they were also very curious: why was Xiao Fan, who had just made such a strong move, still sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed?

Not moving at all?

Could it be that he was afraid?

Afraid to provoke the Sikong Tribe?

The others nearby didn't dare to discuss Xiao Fan, but the people from the Chiyue and Liangqiu tribes were not afraid.

After all, their Old Ancestors were all here presiding over the situation!

What was there to be afraid of?

"Boom"

"Rumble"

One of Wei Zhongshan's arms was severed.

Under the siege of more than a dozen Sikong Tribe Geniuses, he was in a sorry state, his robes torn, and his body covered in blood…

"Hahahaha… Coward, don't run, have you chickened out!!!"

Sikong Yu roared, wearing a mocking expression!

"You, you…" Wei Zhongshan was about to go crazy with anger.