Peerless Martial Soul

When Tan Jia heard it, his heart jumped, and there was a touch of excitement and excitement in his eyes.

He knew that with the strengths of Yan Changfeng and Tian Can, they could all say the three words'great benefits'.

Well, this benefit is absolutely extraordinary!

Maybe, he can greatly improve his strength.

As for trap plots, he didn't even think about it.

In his opinion, Yan Changfeng and Tiancan had little scheming, and it was absolutely impossible for them to be disadvantaged.

Besides, if he wants to be really unfavorable to him, he will slap it right here, and he can't stop him, so why bother?

With a look of joy on Tan Jia's face, he said in a deep voice, "Subordinates obey."

"It's just that the camp is heavily guarded, and the subordinates are afraid they won't be able to come in at night."

Daying, during the day, you can enter and exit casually with a waist card.

After the curfew begins at night, no one will be allowed to enter and leave at will.

Chen Feng whispered: "You come in by the gate, I have arranged it."

Tan Jia nodded his head, letting go.

In the depths of his eyes, that touch of sarcasm was even stronger.

"This kid, I don't know how much benefit I have already made, but now he still wants to give me benefits!"

"If this is the case, then I am disrespectful."

After everyone left, looking at their backs, Tianchou Beast Slave lowered his voice and said:

"Big Brother, I heard that most of the benefits of our dispersal these days have fallen into Tan Jia's hands."

"I have exchanged a few exercises, martial arts, and strength that I couldn't afford before."

"Does this dog really think that we two are weak and ignorant children?"

He gritted his teeth and said: "I can't wait to crush him with a slap!"

A smile was drawn at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth.

"Everything he takes will pay ten times the price!"

"rest assured."

He patted the Celestial Beast Slave on the shoulder: "You will be able to see it soon."

Turned around and entered Fang Wanjian's handsome account.

Before Fang Wanjian could ask a question, Chen Feng smiled and uttered a sentence: "The half-month period has come."

"Now, it's time to fulfill the promise."

Hearing this, Fang Wanjian and Ji Manhao were shocked.

They waited for this day, but they have been waiting for a long time.

Ji Manhao tried to urge several times, but Fang Wanjian was suppressed.

Fang Wanjian smiled: "I would like to hear the details."

Chen Feng walked to him with a low voice and said a few words.

When Fang Wanjian heard these words, his face turned out to be extremely shocked.

There was no way to hide the shock.

Even his hands trembled slightly.

It can be seen that the shock in his heart is huge.

Fang Wanjian is a figure of the right path giant.

Guarding the White Bone Peak camp for a hundred years, the strength is extremely strong and the influence is profound.

I have seen many ups and downs for a long time.

At this time, these words shocked his whole person to such an extent.

It is conceivable that what Chen Feng said involves such a huge secret.

The next moment, Fang Wanjian's face turned shock into ecstasy.

"If you say so, can't we?"

Chen Feng smiled slightly: "Avoid the reality, then the futility, catch it all at once."

"Catch turtles in the urn and win a big victory."

Fang Wanjian laughed loudly and patted Chen Feng on the shoulder again: "Okay, Yan Changfeng, if it really succeeds."

"You are the number one hero of my righteous path, and there will be boundless benefits waiting for you at that time."

Chen Feng laughed: "After tonight, your lord, you will know if I have falsehood."

"But after the proof tonight, I will ask for greater benefits in advance, you can rest assured."

Fang Wanjian shook his head: "You fellow."

Chen Feng said nothing.

He just turned his head, his eyes fell on the small statue beside the handsome account, in the quiet room.

"Tonight, I will be able to get the huge and terrifying benefits that are as big as the sky against the sky!"

"This should be the greatest benefit that this world can bring me apart from you!"

"Tonight, the show begins!"

That night, as always.

It was like the countless nights experienced in Baigufeng Camp in the past few hundred years.

A bright moon hung high above the horizon.

The moonlight shone, and light and darkness intertwined in the camp.

Everywhere was quiet.

Only the strong man who patrolled the night, the extremely slight footsteps and the voice of the password, sounded from time to time.

At this time, it is the winter of this world.

The wind howled, adding a bit of chill.

In the camp, the tents are like mushrooms after the rain.

There are more than 10,000 strong people in the entire camp.

Those foreign warriors were not allowed to enter the camp, but stationed outside the camp.

Above the gate, there was a corpse hanging at this moment.

It was the body of Han Jianxing.

In the middle of winter, the corpse had already formed a thick layer of ice, and it was not afraid of decay.

In the entire camp, countless people witnessed Han Jianxing's symptoms of witch demons.

Fang Wanjian reported it in person.

At this time, the right way had already determined that Han Jianxing was a spy of the Witch Clan.

And spread the world the right way, in order to curb the example.

Han Jianxing's body was hung high above this flagpole, and everyone could see clearly when passing by.

Warn everyone!

The body has been hanging here for half a month, without any abnormality.

It seems that tonight, I will spend the night calmly.

It's just that maybe, the ice on his body will become stronger with the bitter cold wind.

But, just after the child's time, three quarters of ugly, the darkest time of night.

Suddenly, the left shoulder of the corpse trembled slightly.

There, it was originally the place where Han Jianxing used his body to store the Broken Star Sword.

Later, he turned into the body of a witch demon.

Later, it was restored to become the human body.

The wound here has been completely healed, and there is no trace of the Broken Star Sword ever let go.

The Broken Star Sword had already fallen into Chen Feng's hands.

However, at this moment, a small bulge appeared on his left shoulder.

Very small, like a needle-pointed wheat mang.

Not to mention that the strongest righteous people closest to him at this time are all patrolling under the camp a hundred steps away.

Even if someone is right in front of him, staring at him unblinking, I'm afraid he won't notice any changes in his body.

Then, with a soft sound that was almost silent.

His skin was pierced.

What was exposed was a pitch-black bone spur.

Like the tip of a needle.

If Chen Feng is here, he must be able to clearly recognize it.

This pitch-black bone spur is exactly the same as what Han Jianxing used to store the secrets of the Great Wuhui Tiangong.

In the next moment, a thing fell out of the tiny bone spurs.