Ling Feng walked staggeringly, his mind going blank. Just now he just instinctively used that move, and then he felt that all the strength in his body turned into a stream of heat and rushed to his eyes. He didn't even know his name.
There were two streaks of blood on his eyes. He had thrown away his clothes and was now wearing single clothes.
"Well!"
By the candlelight, he could vaguely see the steps in front of him. He stepped up step by step and pushed away the stones blocking the entrance of the cave with both hands. The long-lost sunlight shone into his injured pupils.
There was a stinging sensation for a moment at first, but then my eyes slowly relaxed, and although my vision was a little blurry, it was getting better.
After feeling it for a while, Ling Feng knew that he was not out of danger yet. This was his intuition. "Asshole, I'm keeping you from practicing." After laughing at himself, Ling Feng already roughly knew who wanted to kill him, because no one had the skill.
You can definitely be so good at playing with water, and you can combine it with what you have done before.
Ling Feng sat on the ground and wrote the word "rain" with his fingers, and then hit the word with his fist.
It was not advisable to stay here for a long time. After resting for a while, Ling Feng stood up and looked around. There were several roads that had been created due to the long flow of people. As he followed them out, he could slowly see some people passing by.
Ling Feng had never thought that seeing people could make people so excited. He took a long breath, and finally a smile appeared on his face. He recognized that this place was originally called Shancheng, but because it was close to the Qingxuan Mountains, he came and went.
The constant hunters have privately named it 'Adventure City'.
Slowly walked towards the city gate, there were already many people waiting there.
They were all adventurers who went hunting in the Qingxuan Mountains. Some of them laughed boldly, and the unknown giant beast they were carrying, which was three meters long and two meters wide, also showed that they had received a good harvest, but most of them were empty-handed and looked depressed.
Ling Feng caught people's attention when he was mixed in the crowd. Most of the people around him were strong and thick men, either carrying a big sword or holding a hammer in their hands. Several people looked at Ling Feng in surprise.
Because Ling Feng's appearance is much more terrifying than those with broken arms and legs. His eyes are dim and bloodshot, his lips are chapped, and his shirt is gray and yellow, giving him the appearance of a refugee.
But he himself looked indifferent. People who saw him couldn't help but feel that this man seemed to be a little different from them, but they couldn't tell what was different.
"Whoa!"
There was a sound of breaking through the air, several figures flashed past, and three people appeared at the city gate. The originally bustling city entrance was suddenly suffocated. No one made the slightest movement, and even their progress stopped. Everyone was surprised.
He stared at these three strange and powerful people.
The leader pushed hard with his palms and separated the crowd forcefully. His eyes under the black robe seemed to be sizing them up.
Ling Feng saw the pupils of these three people shrinking, and they slowly stepped back. Under the cover of the crowd, the mouth of the person in the middle moved under his black robe.
"kill?"
Although the tone was inquiring, it also had a positive meaning.
The three men in black robes glanced at each other and started to move in unison. The three ferocious beasts seemed to have broken into a flock of lambs and began to slaughter them.
The dwarf held a snake-tooth scimitar in each hand. Blood spurted out from their throats and splashed on the people around them. Before they could feel the heat of the blood on their faces, they suddenly felt a chill in their necks, and the blood in their bodies was uncontrollable.
It sprayed out and dyed the soil red.
The old man's big hands were extremely powerful. When he raised his hands and raised his palms, he was shocked. With one palm after another, the adventurer's bones were broken and his internal organs burst into blood.
Wei Qing, on the other hand, controlled streams of water to pierce through the heart of a lamb, leaving blood holes one after another. The flesh and blood around the wound slowly froze, and the man was smashed to the ground and torn apart.
The scene suddenly became chaotic. They didn't even see who killed them. They felt weak all over and fell down with black eyes. Panic enveloped everyone present.
Some people discovered that these three men in black robes were in order. They didn't see anyone calling for death. The first thing they killed was the people who wanted to escape. More and more people rose up to resist and slashed at them with weapons in their hands.
But what's the use?
Ling Feng was not frightened to the point of breaking into a cold sweat. He carefully observed the movements of the three people, avoiding the focus of the massacre by them inch by inch.
The main targets of those three people are relatively thin and strong people who cannot be stopped. They will let these people go, because although these three people have never seen Ling Feng, how can a young master from a family be like a barbarian?
.
"Hey, let's see who can kill the most. Hey! I found the little mouse!"
Chapo has been chasing the escaping people, and quickly observed the surroundings. As more and more people fell down, Ling Feng was seen. Ling Feng had already reached the edge of the woods. Hearing this, a drop of cold sweat flowed from his forehead. "
It’s over.” Then he turned around and ran away, trying to enter the jungle.
At this time, all three of them had discovered Ling Feng, and the short one was the fastest. He blocked Ling Feng in a few seconds and said with a grin, "Where are you running!?"
Wei Qing and the old man surrounded Ling Feng in the triangle pose. Not to mention three people, even one of him couldn't escape. With his strength at the fifth level of body refining, it would be difficult to kill a demon pig. How could there be three of them?
The men of the powerful Naxuan Realm escaped.
Ling Feng looked around and suddenly laughed, "Do you think you can definitely kill me?"
"Oh? Why not." The short man said disapprovingly, playing with the scimitar with both hands, and suddenly came to Ling Feng.
He grabbed Ling Feng's neck with one hand and raised it high. He slowly squeezed Ling Feng's neck until it made a crunching sound. The bones were squeezed. Ling Feng felt that he couldn't breathe. "I just need to twist it gently."
, you’re finished,” the short man said with a smile.
"Then you try it!" Soon after he said it, Ling Feng's eyes bloomed with red light. The dazzling light made people's eyes dazzled. Looking at these eyes, the short man felt that the blood all over his body was rushing and roaring in his body.
, bumping around in the blood vessels and internal organs uncontrollably, the blood on the short man's face squirmed, and the skin could be vaguely seen trembling.
Wei Qing and the old man's expressions changed. They didn't understand why Ling Feng had such a method. "This is not an illusion." Wei Qing murmured to himself, and moved quickly. A Benlang suddenly appeared and was held in his hand. His steps flashed forward.
Beside the dwarf, he slashed at Ling Feng's head with a knife. Unexpectedly, the knife lifted up and blood spattered around him.
Two atomized slender fingers appeared out of nowhere and lightly grasped the blade. Wei Qing raised his head in shock.
I saw a handsome and elegant man appearing beside Ling Feng at some point, looking at them as indifferently as a Weiran mountain, as if looking at a dead person. What made Wei Qing feel weird was not his unfathomable strength, but
This person is transparent...
The old man on the side had a good look in his eyes. He immediately stepped forward and clasped his fists and asked, "Who is your Excellency?" As he said this, he winked and signaled Wei Qing to step back.
Wei Qing took the opportunity to draw his sword and retreat, but found that those two fingers seemed to have infinite power. After several times, he had to give up. He abandoned the sword and pulled the dwarf back dozens of meters, looking at the man from a distance.
The handsome man held Ben Lang and slashed with his sword "Chi!" I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. He slashed in front of the black-robed man, leaving a knife mark of unknown depth.
The short man who had just come back to his senses had a blank mind. Ling Feng's eyes just now made him feel that the whole world was red, and his blood seemed to suddenly have life and wanted to rush out of the body uncontrollably.
"Whoa!"
The wind sounded, and along with the dwarf who had just come to his senses, the three of them felt a wave of wind blowing across their faces. They all looked down and saw a sword mark that was only a finger long from their toes quietly appearing.
The three people's Adam's apples rolled, and they tried to stabilize their minds. They thought they could not achieve this level of strength. It was obvious that the control of the power of the person opposite them was beyond their comprehension in the Naxuan realm.
The old man took a closer look at the handsome man's transparent body, and a crazy idea came to him. Could it be that he was already... No, it was impossible. He rejected the idea as soon as it came out, and he did not dare to think about it anymore.
Now the scene was strange for a while. The handsome man casually put Benlang on the ground, looked at Ling Feng carefully, and tapped his index finger on Ling Feng's eyebrows, a soft red light emitted from his fingertips.
Ling Feng had already entered a coma, and was completely unaware of the outside world. He only knew that the surroundings were dark, and suddenly a red light appeared in the deep black, getting brighter and brighter.
The handsome man nodded, and suddenly an extremely strong red profound energy appeared all over his body and penetrated into Ling Feng's body.
Ling Feng's whole body suddenly tightened like a nerve reflex, and then he felt pain all over his body in a coma. The pain became more and more painful, and his body seemed to be torn to pieces. Something was biting at some corner of his body.
It flowed out crazily, soaking my clothes, and my whole face was dripping with sweat.
With one move of one hand, the man gently placed Ling Feng on the ground, turned around and looked at the three men in black robes, and said with a smile: "Such a good seedling cannot be ruined by rubbish like you!"
When Wei Qing and the other three heard this, their expressions changed. This master had taken a fancy to Ling Feng and wanted to accept him as his disciple. The old man said with a smile: "We have no ill intentions towards him, it's just..." before he finished speaking.
, a flower before my eyes.
The handsome man suddenly appeared in front of him, and the Benlang in his hand was stabbed directly at him. The old man's face changed drastically, and his whole body was filled with mysterious energy, and he was about to take action. The man's soft voice came into his ears: "Don't move."
The old man's mind suddenly went blank, and he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and a foreign object passed through his body. His eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the expressionless man in front of him, "Why is this so fast!?" This is
His last thoughts before his death.
The momentum dissipated, and the man's sword sank into his stomach and came out from his back. The blood on the sword's edge dripped on the ground. All of this happened so suddenly. The battle was over in one breath, as if his heart was flowing like water.
Wei Qing and Wei Qing only saw the figure flash, and the sword had already been thrust out of the old man's belly. There was no obstacle at all. Everything seemed so natural, or in other words, harmonious.