The sounds of swords falling to the ground were heard one after another.
"Ah...this is not a fat sheep! It is...a murderer!"
"The wind is tight! Hurry! Hurry...ahem..."
Before the tall and thin leading man finished speaking, his head was already raised high!
"Second brother!"
A short man shouted angrily upon seeing this.
The bright red spear tip continued to dilate as his pupils, and finally stopped when it was only half an inch away from his head.
He stammered: "Sir... if you have something to say, please tell me. Everything... everything is easy to say."
Wei Fang said coldly: "Who ordered you to attack me?"
"Sir, the little one has eyes but cannot see the mountains. The little one deserves to die."
"If it offends you, please be kind and put your hands down."
"The young man was not instigated by anyone, so he just stole money as usual, but unexpectedly he collided with the grown-up."
Wei Fang sent the spear towards him a few more times. The short man knelt down and said, "Everything you say is true, every word..."
"Pfft!"
Before he could finish speaking, Wei Fang directly knocked him to the ground. His right hand reached behind him and something fell out.
It was an exquisite small crossbow, and the other people who tried to escape had already been taken care of by the iron-backed centipede.
However, Wei Fang did not relax his vigilance and still stared at the crown of the ancient tree where the sharp arrow had been shot.
"Pa bang bang..."
"Hey~Hey~Have you actually discovered it?!"
"Hehe~ This is the fun thing!"
A man in white clothes with a gloomy face jumped down from a tree more than ten feet tall.
Wei Fang stared at the person in front of him and frowned slightly: "Your Excellency and I have never met, why did you attack me?"
"Haha, as the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog..."
Wei Fang slowly spit out two words: "Zhang Peng?!"
Before the man in white could finish his words, Wei Fang interrupted him and said unhappily: "The reaction was quite fast."
"Although Zhang Lin is just a dog of my Zhang family, he still can't tolerate your discipline!"
As soon as Zhang Peng finished speaking, he stabbed Wei Fang with his sword!
The speed was so fast that Wei Fang only had time to avoid the critical point.
"Pfft!"
This sword was meant to stab Wei Fang in the heart. Although Wei Fang tried to avoid it, he was still stabbed directly through his left shoulder.
Wei Fang also immediately thrust out a spear, and Zhang Peng swept Wei Fang's spear away with a single flick.
"The power is good, but it's not enough."
He stabbed out with the sword again, and Wei Fang felt a huge pain coming from his right leg. His feet immediately became weak and he almost fell to his knees.
He didn't want to think too much and hurriedly rolled to the side, but Zhang Peng's life-threatening sword struck him in the air.
He couldn't help but sigh: "The response is not slow, but it's a pity that he is just a waste in the early stage of Xuanshi!"
"Forget it, today I will make it impossible for you to survive! You cannot survive!"
The sword was stabbed behind him, and an iron-backed centipede that was about to attack him was stabbed all the way through!
"Hmph! You're just a heretic, but you dare to come out and embarrass yourself?"
"die!"
Upon seeing this, Wei Fang hurriedly dodged to avoid, and at the same time directed an iron-backed centipede to bite Zhang Peng.
Zhang Peng raised his left foot, and a mysterious energy enveloped it, and he stomped down hard on the iron-backed centipede that was coming towards him.
"Crack!"
With a sound, the iron-backed centipede was trampled into a pulp by him.
Wei Fang couldn't care less about his heartache and could only retreat quickly. Zhang Peng was like a cat playing with a mouse, unhurriedly stabbing Wei Fang with his sword.
As Zhang Peng thrust out his sword one after another, Wei Fang's clothes were all torn to pieces.
Except for the head, there is no complete flesh and blood in the body.
The flesh and blood were turning outwards everywhere, and the blood had stained the whole body red.
Especially the two arms. In order to avoid being attacked on the head, Wei Fang could only use his arms to resist the attack if he could not avoid it.
He was in an extremely miserable state at the moment, his body covered in blood and flesh, and there was even a curved trail of blood trailing on the ground.
Not to mention him, even Zhang Peng was out of breath from exhaustion at this moment.
He was breathing unsteadily and yelled: "You... you're a piece of trash, ahem... you're a piece of trash, but you can still stand it!"
"I...I won't let you die with thousands of swords piercing your body today."
"My name is not Zhang Peng!"
Immediately, another sword was thrust towards Wei Fang. Wei Fang, who had been trying to avoid it in a panic, suddenly exploded.
His right hand firmly grasped Zhang Peng's sword blade, and his left hand grasped Zhang Peng's sword-holding hand.
Zhang Peng saw that Wei Fang still wanted to resist, and was about to make a sarcastic comment.
His eyes were dazzled when he saw a group of beetles the size of flies suddenly appeared.
"The eagle..."
"ah……"
A miserable howl came from his mouth, but it was Wei Fang who took advantage of his distraction.
The silver-threaded centipede that had been hiding nearby suddenly exploded and bit into its lower body.
At this time, the flames from the tails of more than forty black fire insects also spurted out!
Zhang Peng was careless and his head was not wrapped in profound energy at all, and his entire head was instantly roasted by the high-temperature flames!
"ah……"
"My eyes! Ah..."
His shrill howl resounded through the forest again, and the sword in his hand was wrapped in layers of mysterious energy.
As he was slashing randomly, Wei Fang had already fled aside.
"I...I'm going to kill you! I'm going to skin you and cramp you, dig out your bones and eat your marrow!"
Everything struck by the sword in his hand was shattered into pieces.
If he had used such power before, Wei Fang would have died long ago! What a pity...
Wei Fang had already hid behind a big tree at this moment, and seized the opportunity to control the black fire insect to spray flames at it again.
"ah!"
This flame was sprayed towards Zhang Peng's head again, and the half-cooked skin was now charred black.
There was also a strange smell of meat, and it roared and slashed at the mysterious fire insect.
The long sword is now wrapped in mysterious energy, and it can be said to be as powerful as cutting iron like clay!
The Black Fire Insects were immediately swept away by the extremely sharp blade, and with their tough carapace, they could not avoid being chopped off by half.
He was still trying to chop randomly, but suddenly a mouthful of black blood spurted out from his mouth, and he fell to the ground with a plop.
The silver-threaded iron-backed centipede is obviously poisonous. It would be okay if it didn't chop randomly and make big moves, but mobilized its profound energy to suppress the poison!
But he still mobilized his energy and blood so much that the poison of the centipede quickly spread to his heart and lungs, and he just couldn't survive!
Wei Fang took advantage of his illness to kill him, and used the silver-threaded iron-backed centipede and the black fire insect again!
Zhang Peng! He was a middle-level Xuanshi, but he fell into his hands and died in this unknown mountain forest.
But Wei Fang's condition at the moment is not much better! There are wounds of all sizes all over his body, and bursts of heartbreaking pain are felt all the time!
He took out the hemostatic powder from Ruyi Purple Gourd and applied it to the vital parts of the wounds that were large and deep.
But there were many wounds on his body that were deep enough to show the bones. He used pack after pack of these hemostatic powders, but it was not enough.
Wei Fang raised his heavy eyelids and glanced at Zhang Peng. Sure enough, he had lost half of his breath.
His clothes were also completely burned by the flames sprayed by the Black Fire Insect, but besides the long sword, there was a pouch on his side!
Seeing this, Wei Fang couldn't help but his heart skipped a beat, and he became more energetic. He hurriedly controlled the silver-threaded iron-backed centipede to pick up the bag.
Wei Fang almost fainted as he felt dizziness in his head. He bit the tip of his tongue and felt pain. He regained consciousness a little.
He opened the bag with great effort and poured out all the items inside, including many black stones, porcelain bottles and other items.
This is obviously a storage treasure, but it is the lowest grade and can be used freely without planting a thought.
Not only that, the space inside is also very small, only less than half a foot.
Unfortunately, he did not find any hemostatic powder among these things.
He picked up a porcelain bottle, opened the cork, and gently stirred it with his hands to smell the smell.
A strange medicinal fragrance passed into the nose, which was not like the smell of poisonous elixir.
He poured out a white elixir the size of a peanut, and the strange medicinal aroma became even stronger.
Wei Fang looked at the elixir in his hand, and then scanned the large and small wounds on his body that were still bleeding.
He stretched out the tip of his tongue and dipped it lightly, and a faint sweetness spread to his taste buds.