At this time, Meng Bai puts speed first, but he is not hiding carefully.

Sure enough, the sound of rapid and heavy footsteps came from afar. It was obvious that someone had heard it and was coming.

"Swish, shit, shit, shit..."

The sky was roaring sharply, and Fang Xing and Feng Poxie had already fought.

A magic weapon is to take advantage of it. The Vajra Light Knife quickly slashed and opened and closed. Feng Poxie did not dare to fight head-on. However, he was a master of hidden weapons. With his hands waving, maple leaf steel darts as thin as cicada wings flew out, cutting through the void, blocking the light knife and killing Fang Xing.

Feng Poxie is a veteran with a long time and has a lot of combat experience. He knew that the advantage of time lies in his own side, so he was not in a hurry at all. He was very calm and fought and retreated, delaying time.

Fang Xing did not use the nameless fire again because he knew very well that the current situation would probably not give him too much time to recover. However, based on himself alone, his strength is also above Feng Po Xie.

"Ding Ding Dangdang--"

None of those maple leaf steel darts could escape the slash of the Vajra Light Knife, and they all cut off one by one.

In just a moment, Feng Po Xie was at a disadvantage and was as dangerous as a burrow. The spiritual power that the spirit clan is best at, under Fang Xing's spiritual interference instrument, has greatly weakened its power and has not played any role.

"roar--"

Suddenly, Fang Xing shouted loudly and used the roar of the demon-subduing lion.

The powerful roaring sound instantly impacted the Fengbiao spirit, shocking it. However, it was a veteran of aging. At the moment of this crisis, a "slam" sounded, and maple leaf darts all over the sky, with hundreds of them, and the sound was terrifying.

Fang Xing originally wanted to slash with one sword and directly kill Feng Poxie. But at this moment, he could only wave the sword to defend first, but his left hand quietly stretched out and a flower-picking finger popped out.

At that time, Feng Poxie screamed, obviously he was hit.

Fang Xing slashed the maple leaf darts, but found that this was completely different from the steel darts just now, but maple leaves. Although it was much tougher than normal maple leaves, it was much less lethal. With his bag-grabbing method, he could completely capture or fly away.

However, Fang Xing did not regret it. After all, they were going deep into the enemy territory, so it would be better to be careful than to take risks and get hurt!

When Meng Bai arrived, it was just when Feng Po Xie's wound was about to escape. The distance between them was about three meters. He swung his sword and frost sword directly, and the sword energy broke through the air.

Originally, the sword energy was invisible, but when the void passed by, the water vapor and frost naturally condensed, forming a ray of snow-blade light. Moreover, as we moved forward, it became bigger and stronger.

By the time Feng Poxie was found behind, it was already two feet long, like a narrow and solid scimitar.

Feng Poxie naturally felt the sharpness of the body cutting behind him. He did not stop, but rolled forward like a ball, not only avoiding the knife, but also widened the distance.

However, at this time, Fang Xing followed the metaphysical shadow. With the wave of the vajra light knife, Feng Boxie was cut off in half.

At this moment, Meng Bai caught up quickly, and two cold lights of the Changsheng Sword flashed, and two blood holes appeared on Feng Poxie in both halves.

Of course, Meng Bai is not a pervert. The reason for this is that Feng Poxie is also a member of the Spirit tribe. The Eternal Sword can devour their essence, blood and vitality.

Fang Xing chose to cut in half, obviously giving Meng Bai a chance. Because this person would not die at that time and be killed alive, it would be even more beneficial to the immortal sword.

"Let's go, find a place to hide!"

Meng Bai sent a voice, and the two of them rushed to the extreme of their body skills, not seeking speed, but seeking to hide. They walked quietly in this long grey fog, finding a large ruin and hiding it.

Not long after, two figures came, one was a female warrior and the other was a mechanical tribe. The female warrior was named Tao Fei, and also a spiritual tribe. When he saw Song Zhi's remaining body, he was shocked. After seeing Feng Poxie again, he felt more certain. When that was the case, he did not hesitate and sent a message to Liu Suifeng directly through the watch in his hand.

"Boss, we may be in big trouble!"

"What's going on?" Liu Suifeng asked.

At this moment, he was opening a passage in the most important king area of ​​the ruins, hoping to get the king's legacy. He had already told him that it was not a big deal and he was not allowed to disturb him. If it were others, it might be reckless, but Tao Fei was his think tank. He believed that he would not, so he attached great importance to it and stopped immediately.

"An enemy broke in and killed Song Zhi and Feng Poxie, and they used the True Spirit Holy Soldier! So, I doubt,..."

"There are traitors inside us?" Liu Suifeng was so smart that he realized it instantly and made a quick decision, "I understand, hurry over immediately, you inform everyone else and come to your place to meet!"

"Yes!" Tao Fei answered the order.

"Please protect yourself!" Liu Suifeng reminded and stopped communication.

Tao Fei ordered the mechanical tribe to be warned from all directions, and then waved his hands, and a pink mist flew out, covering the gray mist and spreading about a meter.

The pink mist was very rich, just like a solid cotton wool. With her gestures, the mist sank, sinks into the ground, disappears.

Tao Fei is also a member of the Spirit tribe, and it originated from peach trees. This pink mist is peach blossom miasma, which makes their unique talents in this lineage manipulate Ruyi.

After setting up the trap and ensuring his safety, Tao Fei sent a message to others through the communicator.

Not long after, tall or thin figures came and gathered together, a total of eight people.

There are only two human races, one mechanical race, and the rest are all spiritual races. After seeing the corpse, they all opened their eyes suddenly, with complex expressions, shocked, and coveted. At this time, as long as they were not stupid, they knew that the situation was wrong, so no one communicated, they could be silent, and the atmosphere was very cold and solemn.

Liu Suifeng finally arrived. Seeing this scene, he didn't say anything in the deadpan, and said coldly, "Doesn't anyone want to say anything? Well, just use the simplest method to let go of your brains one by one, let me control and explore!"

No one of them is present yet, but no one dares to say that this situation is not possible, so they can only respond.

Liu Suifeng's spirit was unfolding, controlling and asking, many people had private treasures, but there were indeed no traitors.

In response to this, Tao Fei suddenly slapped her head, "Oh, our camp, Zhang Wu, hurry up and contact your brother!"

"Okay!" The mechanical family responded immediately.

Before he could take action, he was stopped by Liu Suifeng, "No need, I have already visited the camp. The four brothers died tragically, and all our supplies, including the warship, were gone."

"What? Then aren't we going to be trapped here?"

"Ah--, I don't want to die!"

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Chapter completed!