Pick up an assassin as a wife

The fighting power of He Feng and others is not weak.

If Li Tian hadn't been fascinated, the fighting speed would have been even faster!

You must know that among the Qiong Spears of Heaven, there are more than 20 people who have cultivated above the fifth level of the Lingtu Bandit Lord, and there are also five people who have the sixth level of the Lord. If these people are brought out, their combat effectiveness will be stronger.

However, Li Tian did not expect that the dead demon You Wuqing was staring at him, otherwise he would not have entrusted him. In the space of Void Yaksha, only He Feng, a seventh-level peak powerhouse, and several others were left. A fifth-level powerhouse named Venerable.

"Leave no one behind!" He Feng ordered and shouted again.

This place is only a few kilometers away from the city of Youhua Demon Lord. If these followers of You Wuqing escape from here, once they are allowed to escape into the kingdom and attract Youhua Demon Lord, then even if there are more Several He Feng also met a dead end.

Since he wanted to kill, he decided to show no mercy.

Following He Feng's order, Li Tian, ​​Tang Xiaolong, and You Wuqing were thrown directly to the ground like sacks. Several figures rushed past He Feng, and in an instant, You Wuqing's entourage appeared. By the side of His Holiness.

Because of Youga Feng's coercive attack, the body of one of You Wuqing's followers was trapped. Even if he could barely move, he would definitely suffer an unusual disadvantage during the battle!

Coupled with the ferocious nature of the Lingtu bandits, the hands that had already taken action were naturally merciless.

puff!

puff!

Several blades with cold light pierced into the bodies of the five followers of You Wuqing in an instant.

These spiritual soil bandits are definitely good at killing people. They strike quickly and accurately. With one strike, the bodies of the stabbed venerables softened and they fell limply to the ground.

The cultivation levels of the five spiritual soil bandits are all at the early and middle stages of the fifth level of the Lord. They are about the same strength as the followers of the Lord. However, now these followers of the Lord are controlled by He Feng's coercion, which makes these spirit soil Bandits fight without any pressure.

As soon as the five accompanying lords died, these spiritual soil bandit lords immediately pounced on the next target.

After throwing Tang Xiaolong and Li Tian to the ground, the two funny guys, Dry Bone Crane and Dry Bone Stork, gave a pretentious laugh and then rushed directly towards... the Netherworld Sand Wolf.

That's right, the target of these two guys is the Netherworld Sand Wolf!

Uh-huh!

Uh-huh!

A cold light flashed, and the knife fell from his hand!

Two Nether Sand Wolfs that were several times larger than the twisted heads rolled on the ground. The Nether Sand Wolf's head was cut off, and hot blood spurted out from the Nether Sand Wolf's neck, killing the two strong men of the Withered Bone Clan. The skeletal body was completely stained red.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The two funny men were bathed in blood, with childlike smiles of satisfaction on their faces.

The blood of the Netherworld Sandwolves is slowly seeping into their bones, and their bones seem to be undergoing some kind of change while absorbing the blood of these Netherworld Sandwolves.

"Ha ha!"

These two funny men kept smearing the blood of the Nether Sand Wolf on their bodies.

"Move quickly! I don't know if my pressure will attract the attention of other venerables, so we have to resolve the battle as quickly as possible!" He Feng shouted again.

Click!

He Feng twisted off the head of a follower, threw it on the ground, and continued to rush to the next target.

Yes, this is massacre!

Among the venerable followers of You Wuqing, the one with the highest level of cultivation is only the fifth level. How could they be He Feng’s opponent? In less than a minute, the 11 follower lords and those carrying giant axes The men had already fallen into a pool of blood.

The heads of twelve Nether Sand Wolfs were chopped off by two withered bones tribesmen!

The battle ends without any suspense!

"Clean the battlefield and evacuate quickly!" He Feng ordered again.

After all, these people were spiritual bandits who had been in the Laika Desert for many years. They moved quickly. When He Feng gave the order, these guys quickly disposed of the blood stains on their bodies.

Someone was specially assigned to collect the skins from these corpses, and two strong men from the Withered Bone Clan carried Li Tian and Tang Xiaolong at the same time.

He Feng held You Wuqing in his hand and looked around. Seeing that there was nothing unusual nearby, he immediately shouted: "Let's go!"

After a few seconds, the figures disappeared into the woods again.

…

Only half a minute after He Feng and others disappeared into the woods, a figure instantly appeared in the woods.

The person who came was none other than Venerable Nanlan Feng.

This dignified and early ninth-level master went to the Kingdom of Frost Emperor to seek an audience with Yu Shuang Huangzun. However, he did not even see Yu Shuang Huangzun's face, and Yu Shuang Huangzun disappeared.

Later, Venerable Nan Lanfeng entered the Laika Desert based on spiritual tracking.

He went to Lingtucheng and Tucheng, but found no trace of Li Tian.

And tracked all the way to the venerable kingdom of Youhua Demon Lord.

Fortunately, although this mental tracking is high-end, it is not accurate.

This thing is not a GPS and cannot accurately locate.

There is also a time delay, and the most important thing is that this time delay is not fixed.

This made Venerable Nan Lanfeng very distressed when he was tracking Li Tian.

Otherwise, with his strength, Li Tian might have fallen into his hands!

"The blood is still hot, this guy should still be around here!"

"Judging from the death methods of these corpses, you should not be alone now. It seems that you have a lot of helpers in the past few months!"

"Hey, it's a pity that in front of me, Nan Lan Feng, these helpers of yours are just a number! You can't run away from these!" Venerable Nan Lan Feng squatted next to the body of a follower, and dipped his hands in some blood. He put it to his mouth, licked it, and said with an excited expression on his face.

The words just fell.

Buzz!

A powerful pressure fell from the sky!

A charming man suddenly appeared in the woods!

This man is wearing a red and green floral robe, which looks like the most common robe in China in the decades before the end of the earth. The robe is like a dress, and the robe can be dragged five or six meters on the ground.

A two-meter-long scimitar hung on his waist.

Men are men!

However, the rouge and gouache on his face, coupled with the sparse beard, will make people feel insane.

Demon!

Gorgeous!

Strange!

Venerable Nan Lanfeng thought of these three words in his mind, and then a name appeared in his mind: Lord Youhua Demon.

"Did you kill these people?"

"Eleven of You Wuqing's followers died in your hands, you are really good at it!" Demon Lord Youhua said with a sneer.

Venerable Nan Lanfeng's head suddenly grew bigger.

Damn, did your eye see that I was the one who killed you? I was just passing by.

Passing by, you know?

"I……"

"You don't need to explain, and I don't want to hear your explanation! They are just unworthy sages. They will die if they die..."

"but……"