Grief, regret, unwillingness, and hatred turned into anger.
He was annoyed.
Why be afraid then.
If he had risked his life to kill Zhang Wanlong that day, then nothing like this would have happened.
He hates Zhang Wanlong, but he hates himself even more.
If he didn't pursue this matter, wouldn't such a result happen?
It's a pity that there is no if in the world.
There is no regret medicine.
If he doesn’t investigate and avenge his friends, he is not Li Qingfeng.
Using people as medicine is a crime worthy of death!
It was only because he lacked the strength to resist at that time that it led to tragedy.
Li Qingfeng mobilized his magic power and rushed into the central hall of the county governor's mansion.
Hundreds of black-armored soldiers stood ready.
They all use powerful crossbows.
The moment he saw Li Qingfeng, Zhang Wanlong's eyes were bloodshot and his face was ferocious.
Roaring loudly.
"Kill!"
"Kill him!"
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.
Both of them had reasons to kill each other.
Crossbow launch.
Hundreds of crossbow arrows are shaped like a rain of arrows, and they are like a big net covering Li Qingfeng.
The powerful crossbow is the most important weapon of the country.
If people hide parts secretly, they will be punished for treason.
Because the lethality of this thing is indeed extraordinary.
If you scratch it, it will hurt, and the injury will kill you.
A round of volley, even the masters who dominate the world will suffer under the military formation that triggers the bows and crossbows.
Even though Li Qingfeng is a Qi practitioner, he is only at the first level of Qi training.
If you are hit in the body by this round of volleys, you will also die from the crossbow formation.
Li Qingfeng no longer restrained himself, the three-foot soul flag turned into Zhang Xu, and the flag was hunting.
He waved the soul flag fiercely, and the huge soul flag stood in front of Li Qingfeng.
How could a high-grade magic weapon be broken by mortal arrows?
The huge banner of the Zunhun Banner does not need to stop all the arrows, it is enough to protect the arrows shot at Li Qingfeng.
The salvo failed to accomplish anything.
The black-armored soldiers were suddenly at a loss.
In their eyes, this is the method of immortals.
They are now against the immortals.
At the same time of despair, morale began to decline rapidly.
Li Qingfeng was unharmed under the protection of the soul flag. When he shook the soul flag, the red-haired evil ghost crawled out from the soul flag.
The evil spirit is over seven feet tall.
He is two or three heads taller than the strongest black-armored soldier.
His red hair is disheveled, and there are two bulges on his forehead an inch above the eyebrow bone, which look like horns.
Blue-black muscles are knotted and attached to the tall frame.
Green face, solemn expression, no fangs.
Scarlet ghost eyes looked down at everyone, and a fierce and vicious aura rushed towards their faces.
Just seeing this ferocious evil spirit has frightened all the black-armored soldiers.
The moment Tu Shanjun walked out of the Soul Flag, he went straight to Zhang Wanlong.
There is not much time left for him, so he must defeat the enemy with one strike.
Zhang Wanlong stood up suddenly, pulled out the sword from his waist, and looked determined.
"Kill this man, get promoted to a noble rank, and receive a reward of ten thousand taels of silver!"
"I take you as my adopted son, and I will entrust you with all your family property."
Money moves people's hearts.
There must be a brave man under a heavy reward.
Zhang Wanlong only had an only son. Now that his only son died, he promised that his adopted son could inherit all the family property.
Hundreds of black-armored soldiers were immediately set on fire.
They are inspired again.
They formed a military formation, with their armors touching each other, forming a human wall.
Tu Shanjun strode forward and swept across with one strike.
Boom.
A powerful force like a siege truck was thrown out and hit the military formation.
The dozen or so black-armored soldiers at the front were killed immediately.
The middle layer was suffocated by force, vomiting blood and losing strength.
Even the black-armored soldiers at the rear were swept back a few steps by this huge force.
Sweeping away the crowd, Tushanjun's ghost claws went straight to Zhang Wanlong's head.
"Keng!"
The ebony flying sword blocked Tushanjun's attack.
So much so that Tu Shanjun staggered two steps and missed the opportunity.
Tu Shanjun screamed fiercely, and the fangs hidden in his mouth were exposed.
"Roar!"
Open your mouth and bite.
"Bang." He bit the young immortal master's arm.
The Taoist robe on the young immortal master's body was instantly pierced, and blood flew out.
But it didn't bite through the bones, only the flesh and blood.
The flash of spiritual light should be the light of the spiritual talisman.
The unknown talisman blocked Tushanjun's attack.
Tu Shanjun was furious. With his strength at the fifth level of qi training, he actually didn't break the opponent's arm.
The mana of the Qi Refiner itself can restrain ghosts and ghosts.
Although he is the main spirit evil ghost, he still belongs to the ghost category.
Coupled with the spiritual talisman of the Qi Refiner, it is already very good to be able to injure.
Zhang Wanlong, who was protected by the young immortal master, did not have any feeling of surviving the disaster.
Only filled with suppressed hatred.
He is not afraid of death.
Even if he faces the vicious ghosts, he is not afraid.
There is nothing in this world that he should be afraid of.
Although angry, Zhang Wanlong was not carried away.
To capture the thief, capture the king first.
As long as you kill the man in black, the evil ghost will disappear.
Zhang Wanlong once again commanded his soldiers to attack Li Qingfeng.
The young immortal master's right arm was trembling, hanging down at his side, and blood was flowing down his arm on the ground.
His face was pale, but he was determined and unyielding, holding a sword in his left hand in front of him.
The young man is very lucky that he has a life-saving charm.
But the shock in my heart was beyond words.
The last time we met, the evil ghost was defeated by his sword and disappeared. Unexpectedly, when we met again, it could actually hurt him through the magic talisman.
The five-party golden light talisman can withstand a full blow from a monk in the middle stage of Qi training.
Very few people can break this talisman in the middle stage of Qi training. This evil ghost is really shocking.
Because of this, he couldn't let the demon cultivator leave.
Once the demon cultivator escapes into the sea of people, it will be troublesome to look for it.
Letting the tiger go back to the mountains will only lead to endless troubles.
Kill the demons today!
As long as he can draw out all the magic power of the demon cultivator, he will win.
After making up his mind, the young man bit the tip of his tongue and it bled.
Hold it in your mouth and spit it out angrily on the ebony sword.
The aura of the ebony sword is revealed.
"Evil ghost, suffer death."
Tu Shanjun also showed his true fire, he must quickly deal with this young immortal master.
Otherwise, once Li Qingfeng's mana is exhausted, they will be lambs to be slaughtered.
Even if you trade injuries for injuries, you still have to fight your way out.
But at the same time, he also narrowed the distance with young people.
"Five Spirit Sword Qi."
Holding a sword with one arm means neglecting defense after all.
Tu Shanjun slapped the young immortal master on the chest with the Old Ape Hanging Seal against the sword energy.
The young man gritted his teeth, but blood still spit out, and his body shone with golden light, as if he had been brushed with a layer of gold powder.
The blood of the young immortal master splashed on him, making a sizzling sound.
Tu Shanjun also felt uncomfortable. He was hit by the sword energy and the scarlet ghost lost one of his eyes.
Black blood flowed down the corners of his eyes.
This actually inspired Tushanjun's ferocity.
Dive down and get closer again.
The arms explode like worshiping the top corners of the moon.
"Bang."
He put it on the Immortal Master’s chin and knocked the young Immortal Master away.
"Mana is disappearing."
Before Tu Shanjun could take advantage of the victory and pursue his pursuit, he felt that his body no longer had sufficient mana.
Looking back, Li Qingfeng was surrounded by black-armored soldiers, struggling to hold on.
Li Qingfeng had more wounds on his body, but he remained silent and had no intention of calling Tu Shanjun back.
Tu Shanjun rushed into the military formation.
Just like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, soldiers will die in the blink of an eye.
Protect Li Qingfeng at your waist.
The left arm blocks all attacks, and the right arm continues to kill.
By this time, the young immortal master had regained his composure, and Zhang Wanlong behind him was intact.
Blood gushed out from the wounds on Li Qingfeng's body that were slashed by the sword, and his vision was blurred.
"Why!"
He asked sharply.
"Why did you help him?"
"Zhang Wanlong used people as medicine to repair his son's fundamental injuries."
"Why do you want to protect him when he behaves like this?"
The shrill voice made the young immortal master stop.
He suddenly looked back at Zhang Wanlong, whose eyes were blood red.
He pursed his lips and said nothing.
A long time.
The young man's twinkling eyes became firm again and he said, "I only want to guard Bafang City."
Li Qingfeng's remaining consciousness is running low and he will fall into coma at any time.
Even so, he still clutched the spirit stone and used all his magic power to support the Soul Flag.
Tu Shanjun held Li Qingfeng between his arms and tilted his head slightly.
There is only one ghost eye left.
The one-eyed ghost kills fiercely, like a wounded ferocious beast.
Silently, he jumped and disappeared into the vast night.