This team from the powerful Iron Dragon nation paid the price for underestimating the enemy.
Zhao Feng struck first, and suddenly a mental sound wave attack, like the sound of thunder, disrupted the formation of the team.
In an instant, two or three people in the team died, and more than half of the rest suffered some minor injuries.
The two half-step True Spirit Realm leaders were filled with regret and horror: the young man in front of them was actually an extremely dangerous person.
but it's too late
Before their energy, blood, and mind could calm down, Zhao Feng's eyes flashed sharply, stimulating the power of his blood vessels.
Whoosh
The shadow cloak fluttered, and Zhao Feng turned into a light blue and transparent shadow. With a flash of arc light, he rushed into the team with lightning speed.
This speed cannot be captured by the naked eye. Apparently Zhao Feng had reservations before.
The wind and thunder broke——
Zhao Feng's face flickered with light and dark, and the cyan electric light surrounding him was like arc threads, intertwining and spreading in the storm, like a thunder god possessing him.
As soon as this suppression team recovered from the attack of the mental sound waves, they felt a strong electric numbness coming from their limbs, and their bodies twitched.
At the same time, a manic and violent aura of thunder and lightning suppressed them until they were suffocated.
At the critical moment, Zhao Feng activated part of his bloodline power. Except for the two Half-Step True Spirit Realm, the rest of the Sixth and Seventh Heavenly Beings were almost unable to resist in a short period of time.
Peng Bang——
Zhao Feng reached the seventh level of "Wind and Thunder Palm", and the violent and destructive power of wind and thunder instantly killed a half-step true spirit state.
Another person who was half-stepping into the True Spirit Realm was hit hard and retreated in panic.
call out
As Zhao Feng moved, lightning arced and phantoms appeared one after another.
"ah"
Every flash of lightning shadow can harvest a seventh-level strongman.
After a few breaths.
This small team was almost wiped out.
Both the enemy and ourselves took a breath of air.
This is a completely one-sided massacre
at last.
Only the half-step True Spirit Realm man who had been seriously injured and escaped for his life was left, half of his body was burnt black, and he was extremely frightened.
Suddenly, he felt an unsettling chill, and Zhao Feng's cold eyes glanced at him.
It was a sharp blue eye that could penetrate the soul, and was profound and boundless.
His mind was shaken. Although he felt the breath of death, he didn't realize that this was the last time he saw the world.
thump
The half-step True Spirit Realm leader was dumbfounded, fell from the air, and was shattered to pieces.
The power of Zhao Feng's spiritual illusion has surpassed Lin Tong's "Tianyou Pu". Generally speaking, no one at the same level can withstand his gaze.
This half-step True Spirit Realm leader was severely injured and was extremely panicked and frightened, so he had no power to resist.
In just ten short breaths, the entire squad was slaughtered by Zhao Feng.
To accomplish this feat, Zhao Feng happened to meet up with the people of Xiaoyue Sect. The timing was so precise, I don't know if it was accidental or deliberate.
The members of the Xiaoyue Sect were shocked and surprised, and their morale soared.
The Iron Dragon Power Nation that was chasing behind them shuddered, and even the three real-person level experts looked at Zhao Feng with a trace of vigilance.
"Continue to the northwest"
Zhao Feng led the way.
His divine eyes can penetrate the clouds and even see situations hundreds of miles away. This powerful vision is almost heaven-defying.
After slaughtering this clearing squad, there was no longer any resistance ahead.
The only crisis comes from the rear.
Master Yunhai and the other two true spiritual realms pursued him to the death.
The Great Elder and Grandma Liu Yue fought desperately and barely managed to resist the pursuit of the three true spirit realms.
Zhao Feng frowned and looked solemn.
As long as the three true spirits are entangled, it will be difficult for the Xiaoyue Sect to escape the pursuit.
No matter how fast he is, he can't reach the True Spirit Realm, and can only maintain it for a short period of time.
If the crisis is not fatal if it is only the three true spiritual realms, I am afraid that strong reinforcements will arrive from the side of the Iron Dragon Power.
For now, there are only two ways.
First, the Great Elder and Grandma Liu Yue, regardless of the cost, held back the three true spirit realms, while the rest dispersed and fled.
Second, kill or severely damage an enemy's True Spirit Realm to make them retreat in the face of difficulties.
So far, apart from the three major true spirit realms, the enemies chasing Xiaoyue Sect only have a few here and there, so the latter are not a big concern.
"Behead a True Spirit Realm."
Zhao Feng quickly simulated in the left eye space and found that the success rate was extremely low.
If there are only two true spirit realm pursuers, two versus two from the Xiaoyue Sect, then Zhao Feng will assist and he will be able to use his trump card, and there is still about a 50% chance of being able to do it.
But the problem is that the enemy has three major true spirit realms, which take care of each other and can overwhelm the two major true spirit realms of the Xiaoyue Sect with ease.
Moreover, Zhao Feng had already attracted the attention of the three True Spirit Realms when he slaughtered the previous team, and I am afraid they would not let him succeed easily.
Therefore, if you want to help kill a True Spirit Realm person, the success rate is extremely low, and it may even cost Zhao Feng his life. After all, Master Yunhai wants to kill Zhao Feng at any time, and he is eager to have such an opportunity.
These analyzes flashed through Zhao Feng's mind.
In fact, Zhao Feng could think of these things. As the great elder at the top of the sect, he was concerned about the overall situation and could not have thought of this.
"Feng'er, lead everyone to escape and return to Xiangyun Kingdom. If Xiangyun Kingdom has no place to establish itself, then stay away from the Thirteen Hengyun Kingdoms..."
The great elder's urgent voice echoed in Zhao Feng's mind.
Zhao Feng had a sudden thought. The Great Elder wanted to implement the first plan, but would it be successful?
"Wind God slays Miedang"
A loud and vigorous shout resounded for ten miles.
In an instant, with the Great Elder as the center, a series of sharp and dazzling blue wind rings exceeded the speed of sound, causing bursts of frightening explosions and forcing the three true spiritual realms back.
A monstrous power of the true spirit radiated from the great elder's body. The true spirit energy all over his body was shaking as if it were burning. Two feet of green crystal light condensed all over his body, making him invincible in battle.
"You, an old man, don't care about your life, and you actually burn the source of the true spirit."
Yunhai was horrified, being restrained by one of the dazzling blue wind rings, and his body speed plummeted.
at the same time.
Grandma Liu's body's aura surged, and her emerald green light was like countless root tentacles, frantically entangled in the three true spiritual realms.
When the great elder burned the source of the true spirit, the situation of the battle turned around instantly.
Yunhai Zhenren and the other three fell into an oppressed situation.
While the Great Elder burned the source of the true spirit, he activated the power of the spiritual weapons in his hands to focus on "taking care of" Master Yunhai.
The two true spiritual realms of the Iron Dragon Powerful Nation had spiritual-level magic weapons in their hands and could barely compete with them. Master Yunhai was in danger, leaving several blood marks on his body and almost vomiting blood.
"Great Elder"
"Master"
The rest of the Xiaoyue Sect exclaimed and turned pale.
Especially the Yang Gan, the eyes are moist, the hands are clenched and trembling.
"The great elder did not hesitate to burn the source of the true spirit. This is the foundation of the practice of the true spirit realm. If the source of the true spirit is consumed too much, there will be a danger of falling into the realm."
Several deputy hall masters present were breathing heavily and were almost in tears.
"Everyone follow me."
A voice that was cold to the core reached everyone's minds.
The person who spoke was none other than Zhao Feng, and there was an irresistible forcefulness in his tone.
"Zhao Feng, you are so cold and heartless"
"The Great Elder is your master, how can we leave him alone."
Yang Qian and several deputy hall masters condemned with grief and anger.
"Walk"
The great elder's frightened and angry voice reached everyone's minds.
"If it weren't for you being such a burden, Master and the others could have retreated calmly."
Zhao Feng's divine eyes glanced at Yang Qian and others.
Without saying a word, he flew away.
Yang Qian and others were shocked. They didn't know whether they were frightened by the pressure of the gods' eyes, or were chilled by Zhao Feng's ruthlessness.
Although everyone was a little dissatisfied, they still followed Zhao Feng's leadership.
This young man who has repeatedly achieved miracles has won the first place in the league with extremely powerful means, which makes everyone feel inexplicable trust and dependence.
only.
Zhao Feng's behavior was too ruthless, he just left without any trace of nostalgia.
"In order to escape, I even didn't care about my master's life."
One of the deputy hall masters whispered in a low voice.
Zhao Feng didn't even bother to explain.
His spiritual eyes opened and his mind entered an absolutely calm and rational state, almost abandoning human emotions.
In this case, Zhao Feng made the most favorable judgment.
Everything the Great Elder and Grandma Liu Yue did was to allow their disciples to escape. Otherwise, with the strength of the two elders, it would not be difficult to escape.
"The farther we escape, the master and Grandma Liu Yue can retreat as soon as possible to avoid consuming their vitality."
Zhao Feng felt clear in his heart.
Before leaving, he opened his spiritual eyes, and in his blue pupils, two deep spots of light flashed past the great elder, Grandma Liu Yue.
"Eh"
The Great Elder and Grandma June discovered that there was a vague spiritual imprint on their bodies, maintaining a mysterious connection with Zhao Feng in the distance.
"What a good boy, he is so thoughtful in such a dangerous situation."
The Great Elder and Grandma June looked at each other, with relief and warmth in each other's eyes.
Zhao Feng seemed indifferent, but secretly, through his spiritual eyes, he left a special spiritual imprint on the two elders.
In this way, both parties can still look after each other.
Zhao Feng did not abandon the two elders, but thought more carefully than anyone else.
escape
Zhao Feng led the Xiaoyue Sect's team and tried their best to escape towards the complicated terrain.
As long as they escape from danger, the two elders do not need to take risks.
A few hours later.
Xiaoyue Sect's small escape team left Yinlong Lake and entered a complex mountain forest area.
Zhao Feng breathed a sigh of relief, now he was basically out of danger. Through the induction of the spiritual eyes, he found that the Great Elder and Grandma June were still alive.
But just then.
Zhao Feng's eyebrows twitched, and he felt an inexplicable sense of uneasiness.
At the same time, the lingering nausea in my body suddenly became stronger.
meow
The little thief cat appeared, grinning and looking in all directions.
"Junior, you have the hall master's 'ghost mark' on your body. Even though you are thousands of miles apart, you cannot escape my senses."
A short old man holding a wooden staff stood on the treetop opposite, appearing out of thin air like a ghost.
"Who are you"
Everyone in the Xiaoyue Sect felt a chill in their hearts. This short old man unexpectedly caught up with everyone and didn't notice him until he got close.
Except for Zhao Feng and the little thieving cat, they felt something when they were approached.
"Ghost mark?"
Zhao Feng couldn't help but grit his teeth. The lingering nausea was the result of being struck by the mysterious skeleton when he was exploring the Yunlin Ancient Temple that day.
This strange ghost mark, even now, he cannot decipher, and it is difficult to imagine the level of the mysterious skeleton.
"I am the fourth elder of the Ancient You Palace. I came here to capture you on the orders of the Supreme Elder. Boy, are you going to just surrender and capture me, or do you want me to take action myself?"
The short old man was slow and steady and had a winning chance.
There was deathly silence in the mountain forest.
Everyone in the Xiaoyue Sect was breathing hard, and the aura of death shrouded them.
Do you really want to be captured without mercy?
Zhao Feng felt a little bitter. He quickly simulated and calculated in his mind. With his own strength and the strength of nearly ten people, facing the true spirit realm, under normal circumstances, no one could escape.
Unless there are two or three Zhao Feng and Cang Yuyue level beings, there will be a chance to compete with the True Spirit Realm.
Or, in some chaotic situations, Zhao Feng still has a chance to escape.
But the problem is, he is the short old man's first target
meow
The little thieving cat threw up the ancient copper coins. In this case, he also did not forget to predict bad luck, and his true nature as a little magic stick was fully demonstrated.
meow
The little thieving cat suddenly put away the bronze coins excitedly, as if it had divined a good omen.
Zhao Feng almost didn't knock it. The enemy is facing us. If you don't think of a solution, why are you still making trouble?
boom
At this moment, dark clouds rolled in in the originally hazy sky.
Wow wow wow
It started to rain in the mountains and forests, and there was a faint sound of thunder in the sky.
It started to rain at this time?
The Xiaoyue Sect was in an extremely depressed mood.
"Thunderstorm?"
Zhao Feng murmured to himself, the bitterness at the corner of his mouth disappeared, replaced by a touch of surprise: There is no perfect path for man.