Peerless Martial Soul

At this moment, the gaze of the Storm Archer looking at Chen Feng was full of fear, where is the arrogance of a half minute?

He exclaimed in horror: "You can't kill me, you can't kill me, the people of the Shadow Gang will not spare you!"

Because he knew very well that with Chen Feng's strength, it was easy to kill him, and he would never be able to take it down.

He would be killed directly by Chen Feng, so he could only bring out the Shadow Gang to suppress Chen Feng.

Chen Feng laughed: "Is the Shadow Gang? What a thing!"

As he said, he laughed wildly: "Now are you ready to die?"

Then he fell fiercely.

Seeing this punch, the Storm Archer finally despaired, and let out a miserable howl: "Don't kill me, please, don't kill me."

He finally realized that in front of Chen Feng, the Shadow Gang was useless at all.

Chen Feng smiled: "From the time you shot that arrow at me, your destiny has already been decided."

Then, a fist fell fiercely.

With a bang, the storm archer trembled violently, and fell heavily to the ground, completely dead.

At this time, Chen Feng turned his attention to the Tsing Yi servant.

The servant of Tsing Yi was trembling with fear, turned his head, turned and fled.

Chen Feng smiled slightly: "Want to escape? Can you escape?"

He was about to do it. At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared and came behind the Tsing Yi slave.

A sword pierced through the heart of the servant of Tsing Yi.

He let out a scream, made uh uh noises in his throat, waving his hands, as if he wanted to run forward.

But he could no longer escape, and his body fell heavily to the ground, convulsing twice and stopped moving.

Ji Caixuan drew out his sword, looked at Chen Feng, and said with a smile: "This kind of humble person, if you kill him, master, your hands are dirty. I'll do it."

Chen Feng smiled slightly and nodded slowly.

At the moment the Storm Archer was killed by Chen Feng, it was dozens of miles away, in a valley.

This valley is a rare place in the Purple Fire Marsh that is not so violent.

There are more than a dozen flame pits on the ground, and there are fire pillars floating in the flame pit, but the temperature of this fire pillar is relatively low and very mild.

At this time, dozens of people were stationed here, most of them armed with weapons.

Their division of labor is very obvious. They are divided into teams, and each team has four people.

Pure Sun Giant Spirit Guard, Hurricane Killer, Thousand Change Madness and Storm Archer, basically four formed a team.

The strength is generally between the six-star Wuhuang and the seven-star Wuhuang.

At this moment, many people were sitting around the fire pit, and above the fire pit, there were already huge monster beasts wearing metal sticks, roasting there.

The heat is almost there.

The surface of the monster beast had already turned into an oily yellow, the skin cracked, and grease leaked from it, dripping into the fire, making the flames more vigorous.

The tempting aroma flew out, making many people move their index fingers.

After some food was baked, someone immediately walked to the middle part of the line with iron sticks and food, and said flatly to some of them:

"Master Xiahou, please use it."

"Boy, don't know if you have some eyesight." A big hand grabbed it, and did not take the iron stick at all, but directly grabbed the roasted monster that was full of two cows on the iron stick.

This four-to-five-meter long monster fell into his hand, just like an ordinary person grabbed an egg.

It turned out that it was a giant who reached out.

This giant man is ten meters tall, he is pitch black, his muscles are like cast steel, full of tyrannical power.

He didn't wear armor, his upper body was naked, but a piece of animal skin was wrapped around his waist.

However, in his left hand is a huge golden shield.

This golden shield was bigger than his own, and he always held this golden shield in his hand.

Even if he was holding the meat in his right hand, biting and eating, the shield never left his hand for a moment.

It was as if that shield was his life!

He is obviously the core of this team, and across from him is a small middle-aged man.

However, this thin middle-aged man, although his appearance is ugly, his eyes flicker all the time, representing extremely tyrannical power!

The person who served the barbecue received the praise from Master Xiahou, and he nodded and bowed in excitement.

At this time, the thin middle-aged man turned his triangular eyes and said in a cold voice, "Where is mine?"

The person who had just received the compliment immediately froze, and said quickly, "I will get it for you."

With that, he ran back and took another dozen pieces of barbecue.

The thin middle-aged took it, took a look at him, and said coldly: "There is no thing with long eyes!"

With a kick, he kicked him out directly, his heart pulse was broken, a mouthful of blood spurted, and he twitched twice on the ground, and he stopped moving.

This thin middle-aged man is obviously extremely cruel, even if he is treating his own person, even if the other party just treats him slowly, he is actually a painful killer.

At this moment, the people around were all silent, obviously they were very afraid of him.

Master Xiahou, named Xiahou Xinghai.

He glanced at the thin middle-aged, and mumbled dissatisfiedly: "Fu Jinghui, what are you doing?"

"We are our own people. If you say kill, then kill. How can I explain it when I go back?"

Fu Jinghui laughed: "You still say me? Don't you kill yourself less often?"

Xiahou Xinghai murmured speechless when he retorted this, snorted, bowed his head and ate meat.

Just when the two of them were feasting, suddenly, they stood up at the same time with a solemn expression on their faces.

They are all heading in a certain direction, seeming to feel something.

At the same time, from that direction, there were waves of waves.

Ordinary people may feel good, but it sounds like a thunderbolt in their ears, very obvious.

After a long time, Fu Jinghui let out a foul breath: "Cang Huarong is dead."

"Yes, Cang Huarong is dead." Xiahou Xinghai also said calmly.

He looked very calm, but when he said this, the corners of his mouth twitched violently, his fists were clenched, and a hideous look appeared on his face.

Obviously, his heart is definitely not as relaxed as he showed.

At this time, his heart was full of murderous intent and shock.

"It was killed in that direction."

Fu Jinghui pointed somewhere and said slowly.

"Go! Let's go and take a look!" Xiahou Xinghai said loudly without hesitation.