The man in the gray robe was standing half a meter in front of the gray robe. He looked at the rising black fog motionlessly, then pulled out his right hand and waved a fist.

"boom!"

With a punch, the wind and clouds move.

The dazzling golden light wrapped the gray-robed man's iron fist tightly and smashed heavily on the protective cover formed by the black mist.

"Bang!"

The loud noise spread, forming violent shock waves, sweeping in all directions.

During this process, wisps of black air overflowed from the thick fog.

Soon, the poisonous mist that made the black bat fearless faded a lot at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"this……"

The black bat in the black fog looked at everything that was happening in front of him with disbelief.

He never expected that someone could disperse half of his body-protecting fog with one punch. If the other party punched another time, this shield would probably not be able to protect himself.

At this time, the man in gray robe took his fist away from the black fog, and as he moved, the golden light in his hand gradually dissipated.

He slowly carried his hands behind his back and smiled proudly: "Haha, put away your tentative heart. The poisonous fog cannot block my fist. Instead of being so passive, it is better to have a good time with me!"

As the son of Nangong Wudi, although the man in gray robe has never been revealed for more than five hundred years, this does not mean that he will continue to endure it like this.

The Antarctic Palace Cave Heaven is probably not hidden anymore. After sending these people away, he will definitely go to Kunlun and use his own strength to break the calm atmosphere that has maintained for more than 500 years in advance.

In fact, this was not his original intention, but in order to divert the attention of major sects, he had only this way to go!

Just as the man in gray robe was full of imagination, the black bat hidden in the black fog hummed heavily.

"Your cultivation is so powerful that I really admire you. You can disperse half of my poisonous fog with bare hands. I don't move any more truthful things next, and I really can't hold you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the poisonous fog filled with the black bat's body suddenly surged.

Immediately, the black gas that was originally unruly turned into a sharp sword and was grabbed by him.

Seeing this, the man in gray nodded: "Yes, he has actually reached such a ease in controlling the poisonous fog!"

Ordinary witch cultivators generally only control poisonous fog to defend themselves or conduct surprise attacks, but it is indeed very rare to think that black bats can be used to transform into weapons like this.

If Miao Xiuyun and others are the masters of the witchcraft world, then the black bat is the god of the witchcraft world. As for the sect leader, it is the sect emperor.

Holding the poisonous fog sword in hand, the black bat raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Qiankun, who was watching from a wall not far away, reminding him: "I am in front of you and behind, you and me are attacking him!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qiankun nodded. He also knew that this time was not the time to care about the grudges between the two sides. If this powerful gray-robed man was not solved today, no matter whether it was the Wangyue Sect or the Gu Po Sect, they would have to leave here in shame in the end!

Thinking of this, he moved his feet and instantly came behind the man in gray robe.

"Haha, today is such a good day."

The man in gray robe smiled slightly, and then he ignored Zhang Qiankun who was standing behind him and was waiting for him. Instead, he brought up a shadow and rushed to the front of the black bat.

Seeing that he recognized him, Black Bat's heart was under a lot of pressure, and he swung out the poisonous fog sword in his hand and took the enemy's head.

His sword slashed very quickly. The poisonous fog itself was an invisible thing. It seemed light but the energy contained in it was enough to easily split a hill.

Faced with this unstoppable sword, the man in gray robe beat up and then poked out a palm to try to compete with his opponent.

Seeing this, the black bat monster laughed: "Hehe, you've been trapped!"

Before he finished speaking, the long sword in his hand suddenly changed shape, from a far straight sword shadow to a soft long whip, wrapping the man in the gray robe's arms tightly.

The poisonous fog can change shapes at will in his hands. As long as he wants, he can transform any weapon in an instant. This is also an unexpected method.

After knowing the earth-shaking strength of the man in the gray robe, he made up his mind not to fight head-on with the opponent, but instead thought about how to limit the opponent, and then he found a way to win the battle.

The plan had been realized at this time. Under his powerful poisonous fog, the man in the gray robe could not move.

The black bat firmly restricted the opponent's actions, and the next plan was about to start, so he whispered: "Brother Zhang, what are you waiting for?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qiankun's eyes froze, he held up his palm and smashed it to the back of the man in gray robe.

He was unreserved of this move and tried to take down his opponent with one move.

Carrying the stormy waves, the palm force fell heavily on the back of the man in gray robe.

"boom!"

A dazzling white light suddenly appeared in the middle of the battlefield, and then there was a loud bang.

Under the dazzling light, the middle-aged man couldn't even calm his eyes, and the overflowing rest of his body even forced him and his companions to take two steps back.

But even this palm that even the seventh level cultivator of Wangtian cannot stabilize his body seems to have no effect on the gray-robed man.

After all the abnormalities disappeared, everyone realized that he was still standing firmly.

The majesty blew gently, and a wide gray robe sounded.

His back fell into Zhang Qiankun's eyes, and he seemed so tall at this time.

"How is this... possible!"

He murmured, and then he felt a recoil force venting from his opponent's back. In the face of this huge force, he could not even maintain his standing posture.

"Du, dumb, dumb!"

With a horrified look, Zhang Qiankun took three steps in a row. After finally stabilizing his body, a trace of red blood spread out from the corners of his mouth.

Under the fierce and bright sun, the red light actually looked so dazzling.

How long has it been? As the Supreme Elder, Zhang Qiankun can't remember how long it has been since he was injured.

Given his importance in the Wangyue Sect now, if he is injured before the arrival of Sanwu, the attack on the sect will be self-evident!

Seeing this, the middle-aged man suddenly exclaimed: "The Supreme Elder..."

Zhang Qiankun waved his hand and then reached out to wipe the bloody marks on the corner of his mouth.

He raised his hand and saw that the blood color between the palms was so bright that a sigh appeared on his face.

Seeing this, Black Bat said anxiously: "Zhang Qiankun, why are you still standing there? I can't hold on for too long!"

He had just seen the result of the injury of the other party. Although he didn't know why a mere recoil force could not even be able to withstand a Supreme Elder, it was obviously not the time to consider these things.

After all, if Zhang Qiankun was gone, Heibat himself was the opponent of the man in the gray robe, maybe his final outcome would be even worse than the former!

With his palm down, Zhang Qiankun ignored the black bat's questioning, but looked at Gao Wei's back not far away and said in anger.

"What you have done, Wangyue Sect will definitely find an explanation in the future. When the sect leader comes in person, I hope you can do it yourself!"

Hearing this, the man in gray robe smiled meaningfully: "Haha, I believe we will be able to meet soon!"

He had no worries about the sect leader of the Wangyue Sect. He just waited for him to go to Kunlun and would not be long before he could meet the eight sect leaders in the sect one by one in that ruin. At that time, everyone would have the opportunity to argue about right and wrong.

"Hmph, say goodbye!"

Zhang Qiankun shook his sleeves resentfully, and then he didn't even look at the black bat, which was already full of shock, and quickly walked to the middle-aged man's side.

Looking at him with a gloomy expression, the middle-aged man wanted to speak and stopped saying, "You..."

"Stop talking, I must return to the sect as soon as possible to regulate my body!"

After saying that, Zhang Qiankun suddenly felt a look of pain on his face, and he reached out and pressed his chest tightly.

Seeing this, the other two men gasped.
Chapter completed!