As for the third purpose, it was to take a look and ask them where they caught Uncle Dao.
Because Uncle Dao had forgotten a lot about the past, Chen Feng wanted to ask the people in the Colosseum, so that he might be able to track down more secrets from the past!
The two of them randomly captured a one-star demon king as a mount and rushed towards the ancient city of Shenying.
Just after walking more than 10,000 miles, Chen Feng suddenly heard a burst of screams and cries from in front of him, and the shouts shook the sky.
And among these sounds, there was also a trace of arrogant laughter that could not be concealed, as well as the screams of women and the lewd laughter of men.
Chen Feng immediately frowned. He has a chivalrous heart and will draw his sword when he sees injustice on the road!
So, Chen Feng drove the demon king under him to fly forward, and soon he saw it.
After turning around a huge sand mountain in front, a battle was taking place behind the sand mountain.
Oh, no, it's more of a massacre than a battle.
The party that was massacred was obviously a caravan, numbering in the thousands, and there were hundreds of monsters in the caravan, carrying a lot of goods.
However, at this time, most of those monsters had been killed, and the black-armored men dressed as guards outside the caravan also suffered heavy casualties. There were at least hundreds of corpses on the ground.
There were more than a hundred men in black armor, surrounded by a few people who were dressed in luxurious clothes and looked like the leaders of the caravan. They were forming a defensive circle there and resisting hard.
Besieging them were a total of seven to eight hundred men in white.
These men in white are all wearing loose robes and have various weapons in their hands. What they are riding is a kind of camel that is about ten meters long and shaped like a camel, but has a pair of huge wings with a wingspan.
A monster that reaches over thirty meters.
This is what Chen Feng is riding at this time. It is a one-star demon king that is common in the desert, called a double-winged flying camel.
The strength is not very outstanding, but the speed is very fast, and the size is not large, and it is dexterous enough, suitable for riding alone or for two or three people.
Their white robes were embroidered with the pattern of a flying camel with two wings, but it was dyed blood red, as if stained with blood, which made it look quite terrifying.
At this time, about two to three hundred men in white were besieging the remaining caravan members, while another hundred or so men in white were cleaning up the battlefield and looting property.
There were also many people in white clothes who held the women in the caravan in their arms and raised and lowered their hands.
If some of the female relatives resisted even slightly, they would immediately smash the opponent's head into pieces with one palm.
Such cruel and murderous methods made the remaining female relatives dare not struggle, and they shed tears silently and endured their humiliation.
Suddenly, a man in white laughed wildly, threw a woman into the air, and then waved his hands one after another. Each time he waved, several pieces of cloth were torn off her body.
The woman cried and screamed, and by the time she landed, her clothes had been torn off without a trace!
Seeing this scene, a cold look flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, and he shouted coldly: "Stop!"
Those men in white were about to act recklessly and humiliate the woman in their arms when they suddenly heard such a shout. They were all stunned and looked back.
Then he saw a two-winged flying camel flying over here, with two young men sitting on it. The young man among them had a cold look on his face and was staring at them coldly.
These men in white were stunned for a moment, then showed disdain on their faces.
In their opinion, these two young men were unremarkable. They were just two ordinary teenagers and did not pose any threat to them at all. However, their current behavior was very arrogant.
"Whoops, here are two nosy boys!" someone said in a sinister tone.
"Haha, he is indeed nosy, but it seems that he does not have the strength to match it. Look at the mount below him, and look at the ages of the two of them. I estimate that their strength will not exceed the three-star Martial King at most.
"
"That's right, not even the Three-Star Martial King. You must know that the strong men in our Blood Camel Sect, not to mention the elders, even some of the stronger gang members have already reached the realm of the Three-Star Martial King."
It turns out that their sect is called the Blood Camel Sect.
Not snow of ice and snow, but blood of blood!
One of the middle-aged men in white shouted coldly: "Little bastard, where did you come from? You dare to interfere with our Blood Camel Sect's affairs, you are really looking for death!"
"While I'm in a good mood right now, I don't want to be acquainted with you, so get out of here!"
There was a funny look on Chen Feng's face. These people from the Blood Camel Sect were really blind. They dared to talk to him like this. They really didn't know how to live or die!
Next to him, a short, fat man in his thirties looked at Han Yu'er next to Chen Feng, with an extremely lustful look on his face. His eyes were naked and fierce, as if he wanted to stare at Han Yu'er.
He suddenly laughed sinisterly and said: "Brother, you can't just let this little brat go. You see, although this brat is arrogant and ignorant of the world, the girl next to him is really pretty!"
"How about we capture this little girl and have some fun with her?"
As soon as he said this, those people in white saw Han Yu'er next to Chen Feng, and their eyes suddenly shone with lustful looks.
The short, fat man in white looked at Chen Feng and cursed in a commanding tone: "Little brat, please quickly put your hands on the girl next to you. We can spare your life. Otherwise, it will be on you."
In front of you, I will humiliate this little girl to death, causing you extreme pain and humiliation!"
Chen Feng stared at him, a cold look flashed in his eyes, and he coldly uttered two words: "Seeking death!"
As he spoke, Chen Feng flashed, and the next moment, everyone heard a short, extremely painful scream.
Then, they all let out a cry of surprise.
It turned out that the short, fat man in white who spoke just now had his head flying up, blood spurting out from his neck, and he was obviously killed.
At this time, Chen Feng was still sitting firmly on his flying camel, and it seemed that he had not moved at all just now!
Seeing this scene, the people from the Blood Camel Sect suddenly showed surprise on their faces, and they all exclaimed: "This guy is a tough guy!"
"That's right, Ge San is a three-star martial king, and he was killed in an instant, and we didn't even see how he killed him!"
"This kid is not weak at all!"
At this time, they looked at Chen Feng with a somewhat solemn look in their eyes.
