Hearing the call, the tall and strong man turned around and asked in confusion.
"This kid is too weird. I think it's better to be careful."
The gentle man's eyes flickered uncertainly, and when he saw Feng Hao's cruel look, he seemed a little hesitant.
"Hmph! I don't care, I want to avenge Lao Hei!"
The strong man snorted coldly, turned around, raised the long knife in his hand and slashed at Feng Hao.
Listening to the sharp sound, Feng Hao's eyes narrowed slightly.
The long sword in the strong man's hand, even if it is not a spiritual weapon, is at least the best among ordinary ones. He did not dare to be careless at the moment, and the Thunder Slash slowly gathered together.
"careful!"
Fen Lao suddenly warned, and Feng Hao heard a faint sound of breaking through the air. As soon as his eyes focused, he saw a small cold light shooting towards him.
This cold light was so fast that it came to him in the blink of an eye. Feng Hao was slightly startled. With his dodge instinct, his body had already begun to react instinctively even before his brain could fully react.
He bent over and leaned back, just in time to avoid a thrilling assassination attempt.
That cold light almost passed through the air less than three minutes away from Feng Hao's face. It was extremely thrilling, and Feng Hao even faintly smelled a rotten and stimulating smell.
This cold light did not hit Feng Hao, but it suddenly hit the body of the short man behind him.
"Chichi!..."
A harsh sound came, and the dwarf's body was corroded into a puddle of black water. Feng Hao felt a slight chill in his heart. When he came to his senses, a cold light had already slashed down on him!
It was too late to resist. Feng Hao rolled to one side and avoided the strong man's fatal blow.
"Pfft!"
On the ground, a black and bottomless crack of more than ten meters long was cut by the strong man. It was so powerful that Feng Hao was horrified to see it.
"snort!"
With a soft hum, he slapped the ground with his palm, and with the help of this strength, he jumped up.
"Thunder Slash!"
A sharp light like lightning flashed across instantly and hit the strong man's back.
"Old cow, be careful!"
The gentle man's voice sounded. He put away a small cylinder in his hand, his whole body glowed with martial energy, and he flew over with a short blade in his hand. The sharp blade slashed down, causing a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
At this time, the strong man also reacted. The long knife in his hand was swaying, and his momentum seemed to suddenly increase. As the long knife in his hand was swung, bursts of air bursting sounds resounded.
One knife, one blade. Under the attack of the two men, Feng Hao was in extreme danger at this moment.
In the critical moment, with thoughts racing in his mind, Feng Hao suddenly changed his direction and stomped his feet diagonally on the ground. With this force, his body flew into the sky and faced the gentle man directly.
"Thunder Slash!"
The sharp thunder met the short blade, and the force suddenly exploded, and the energy of ice and fire raged violently. Under the stunned eyes of the gentle man, blood suddenly appeared, and his whole body was cut in half, and his eyes were still wide open.
, the body immediately separated, the internal organs poured out, and the broken body fell to the ground. It was already dead and could no longer die.
"Brother!"
With one move, he split the air and turned around. The tall and strong man saw that his eldest brother's body had been split into half. The figure that had been rushing out suddenly stopped. He glared at Feng Hao hatefully and charged at him with a pair of martial arts wings.
He burst out from behind, shook slightly, and his body floated to life.
When he saw the two people being killed, although he was filled with anger, he also wanted to retreat. Looking at the young man standing on the ground, his face became a little distorted.
"Little bastard, just wait for me, our Chiyun Gang won't just let it go!"
Putting down his harsh words, he spread his wings and was ready to escape.
But just as he turned around, his eyes suddenly widened and he looked toward his chest, where a familiar short blade appeared. Then, the wings behind him disappeared and his body fell down.
Naturally, Feng Hao would not let him leave, and the Chiyun mercenary group he mentioned also made Feng Hao worried.
To be able to form a gang on this ancient ruins, there must be someone of Wuzong level, but Wuzong is something Feng Hao can't afford to offend at the moment.
Stepping forward, Feng Hao gave him another stab. The process was completed smoothly and in a very short time, without even a trace of hesitation or pause!
"call!..."
After exhaling slightly, Feng Hao put away the two rings again, and then Feng Hao slowly exhaled.
With a casual sweep, his face became even more happy.
The robbers operating in this ancient ruins are really not ordinary rich. In the ring of the tall and strong man, Feng Hao saw three pieces of martial arts, hundreds of elixirs, and several pieces of black magic.
Iron block.
And what was in that gentle man's ring surprised him even more.
Seven martial crystals. A martial spirit actually carries seven martial crystals with him. There are hundreds of various elixirs, and there is even a flickering three-color grass.
"Is it a rare glass flower?"
Feng Hao was overjoyed, and then a piece of iron with a faint flash of light appeared in his sight.
"What's this?"
Turning his hands, he took out this special piece of iron.
It looks the same as other iron ores, but the constant flash of light on it shows that it is different from iron ores.
"This is spiritual iron, just an ordinary piece of spiritual iron."
Old Fen spoke up to help him clear up his doubts.
"oh."
Feng Hao's eyes lit up, "Master, is it necessary to use this kind of spiritual iron to frame the 'essence' core in order to create a spiritual weapon?"
"That's right."
Fen Lao gave an affirmative reply, "This thing is too bad, even if the spiritual weapon it creates is of low quality at best."
"It's just a low-grade spiritual weapon..."
Feng Hao was slightly disappointed. He stored all the items of the three rings in his own ring and threw the ring on the ground.
At this moment, a burst of chaotic footsteps came over, probably seven or eight people.
"Old Huang!"
When they saw the gentle man who was split in half, one of the men screamed in surprise.
Hearing his exclamation, Feng Hao's heart trembled, and he no longer hesitated and hurried away in one direction.
"Hmph! You want to leave after killing my Chiyun gang members?!"
Among them, the man with a hooked nose in gray clothes snorted coldly, waved his hand, and the rest of them jumped into the air and chased after Feng Hao.
Listening to the sound of breaking the air behind him, Feng Hao didn't dare to turn his head, because in the hook-nosed man, he could faintly feel the same aura as Hua Yuntian and the others. In other words, the hook-nosed man was a
A strong martial artist!
This is something he can't afford to offend at the moment, not to mention that the other seven are all martial arts, which is also a great threat to Feng Hao.
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