The internal energy absorbed can completely restore the consumption of Feng Yifei's fingering technique.

The enemy's upper body was entangled by the force of the fingers, and their bodies were stagnant, as if they were stuck in a quagmire.

Feng Yifei opened his hands, drew out his tail fingers together, and dozens of gleaming white sword energy flew around in an agile manner.

At the same time, there was a flash of cold lightning, the light of the sword shone, and accompanied by the scream of the sharp blade of the lion-headed nine-ring knife tearing the air, the ringing of the copper ring, and pieces of crystal snowflakes appeared in the air, one after another.

The flicker of waves.

The blue light was like mercury pouring down the ground, covering an area of ​​about ten feet.

Tangli fried ice cream is like a "massacre of souls" when it hits your hand.

He and Feng Yifei cooperate very well.

Blood flowers continued to float up, and broken limbs flew everywhere.

On the other side, Yuanrun was also shouting and fighting with others, "Wow! The attack is so slow! But I just won't block it!"

The sword struck him, making a clanging sound, and only the golden light flashed, but no scars were left on his body. All of them were bounced away by the golden light that appeared on his body.

It's just that his blood value is still slowly declining.

With him as the center, a ball of flame emerged, suddenly erupted like a bomb, turned into a violent raging flame, and flew wildly through the air, sucking in all the enemies around him.

The shrill screams were like a tide, and the momentum of the flaming knife was terrifying, but the enemy hit by his flaming knife could not die for a while, and was covered in flames, howling and rolling on the ground.

Feng Yifei's body flashed and he was behind He Jiading and struck out with one finger.

Blue and white light flashed.

Phew!

A scream sounded.

He Jiading's head exploded, and red and white splattered everywhere.

He had already been stabbed several times by the war monk, and he was caught off guard, so how could he withstand Feng Yifei's third most powerful ring finger technique.

The body that had lost its head trembled violently and tumbled forward.

"Good kill!" The war monk laughed loudly and swung his sword even more urgently.

The problem now is not whether he can beat him, but how many byiss he can grab under the sword of the war monk who looks like a crazy tiger. Another enemy He Jiawei who injured Liang Yu has been knocked down, but he is not dead yet.

His body was covered with more than a dozen bloody grooves intertwined horizontally and vertically, and the skin was turned into flesh. One left ear was hanging on the cheek, with only a trace of flesh and tendons left connected. It was dangling so shockingly that he turned into a bloody man. He fell to the ground struggling for his life.

, the throat is like a broken bellows, and I am breathing heavily, but there is more air coming out and less air coming in.

Feng Yifei stamped his foot, killing him.

His body spun around and then turned towards the next enemy.

He didn't pay any attention to all kinds of attacks, whether they were hidden weapons or swords, all of them were deflected away when they hit his body.

The one who used concealed weapons was lucky, but the one who used swords and fists was knocked down by a huge force before he could touch Feng Yifei's body. Feng Yifei became more and more courageous as he fought, fighting wantonly among the crowd.

The fingering method entered the state of recovery, and Feng Yifei simply waved his palms wildly and without any structure. With his deep internal strength, no one could withstand a few blows before being knocked out.

It's just that it's not as satisfying as using finger techniques to kill.

It didn't take much time, and all the enemies were killed by the joint efforts of a few people.

"Happy!" The war monk held the farewell knife tightly and laughed boldly and wildly. The scars on his body were still bleeding, but he didn't care.

Tanglijian Ice Cream had already taken out the golden medicine to treat her injuries, and gave one to Zhan Monk. She had suffered more injuries.

As long as the golden bell is not broken, Yuanrun can bear it, and there will be no scars on his body.

Feng Yifei gave him the fourth ring finger technique, and he took the healing elixir himself, and he quickly returned to a good state.

These byiss of the He family have cracked the illusion of hiding their eyes, and their martial arts are not as good as other enemies Feng Yifei has encountered before, so they are not difficult to deal with.

After handing in the task at the War Monk, the task of [Eliminating the Traitors] was completed. Feng Yifei and Yuanrun both lit up with upgraded white light, but Tangli Jianbing ice cream was still able to get 30% of the experience level before Wei Feng dropped the curtain.

Not even close.

She also came by chance and received the mission of the War Monk. She made up for all the lost experience and gained a lot.

However, this mission only gave two taels of experience and silver, and there was a follow-up. The content of the mission was to escort the war monk back to Weifeng Longhu Temple, and the reward was his Qinggong movement "forty-one upwards and fifty-seven volts".

"Senior brother, your hands are red, touch the corpse quickly." Yuanyuan shouted with great interest.

Before he finished speaking, a vague male voice suddenly came from nowhere, and his voice was a bit old.

"He Ce! That's enough! This matter ends here. You were forced to betray the door by the Deshi Hall. Now you have taken revenge and vented your hatred. Don't force me to take action again! From now on, you and

The He family has nothing to do with it anymore!”

The war monk frowned and stood there with a face as heavy as water, without replying.

"Brother He, who is that?" Feng Yifei asked.

"He Shengshen, the master of Zhuhe Pavilion, is one of the three elders." The war monk replied in a deep voice.

This name sounds so loud and powerful, He Fu Meng is also the elder of the He family. His martial arts skills are not that amazing, so he succeeded in the assassination easily.

Feng Yifei really couldn't get used to his tone of voice that sounded like giving orders. Did he really think he was better than the gods when he called Sheng Shen?

He shouted loudly, "If you have the guts to scream, come out if you have the guts! Let's see if we can kill you!"

The He family doesn't seem to have any top experts. With the help of the warrior monk, Feng Yifei guesses that there is no need for me to come in person. It's not impossible to fight. I just don't know how many byiss are hidden in the He family. If there are more enemies

It's still troublesome, but the momentum cannot be weakened.

He Shengshen said no more, and there was silence.

Yuanrun sneered and said, "You just shrunk? Who are your family members?"

"How dare you!" A roar like thunder echoed everywhere.

This voice is much older than that of He Shengshen.

Yuanyuan and Tangli fried ice cream. Suddenly, their bodies were shaken violently, and their mouth and nose were bleeding.

The war monk's expression became darker, and his brows twisted into a tic-tac-toe.

Feng Yifei's body trembled slightly, and the incoming sound waves were dispersed by the body-protecting Qi, and he suffered no harm.

Looking at the roundness and ice cream appearance, I can't help but feel moved.

No need, the person who roared must be the head of the He family. Why bother with me? I still underestimated him. Just a roar like this can hurt people from a distance, and no one can be seen.

I only yelled once, why should I be silent without any further movement?

Feng Yifei was convinced that if he really came out of seclusion, he would be able to escape, and Ice Cream and Yuanyuan would probably suffer.

The war monk sent a message and said, "Looking at the situation, my prediction was correct. He won't come out. Let's just stop it and leave."

I haven’t picked up anything yet!

Feng Yifei quickly turned around. This time, he was not very lucky. He came out with two pairs of purple boots. One pair can be equipped at level 40, while the other pair requires level 50. The rest are blue boots.

I don’t know if I have a special affinity with shoes, as I always have shoes.

Feng Yifei curled his lips helplessly.

The guy who was trampled to death by He Jiawei actually revealed the eye-covering technique that both brothers Feng Yifei wanted, but it was just a fragment, maybe because of the fragmentary score, it was just a C-level technique.

The level 40 shoes have more defensive power. Seeing Yuan Yun's demand, Feng Yifei didn't compete with him.

Level 50 boots were made from ice cream. Feng Yifei had a pair in his warehouse and gave up on them.
Chapter completed!