Daomen disciples, where is the agility of the little demon who patrols the mountains and rolls on the battlefield every day, not to mention that Jiang Feng's strength has already surpassed the little demon by a long time.

With an arrow step, Jiang Feng stepped to Weng Qian's side, and found that she stubbornly tried to pull out the spear from her lower abdomen, but she was in cold sweat under the severe pain, and her hands were weak.

When Xie Shi and Ni Bing saw Jiang Feng desperately injured, and bullied himself to Weng Qian's side in the thunderstorm scattered by Yuhuang, they were naturally shocked, and they didn't dare to move.

"If you can't pull it out, I'll help you. Jiang Feng put his hand on the handle of the gun, stepped on Weng Qian's lower abdomen, and pulled it violently.

Blood was like a fountain, spurting out several meters high, and Weng Qian fainted to death in pain.

"The body of the Dao disciple is really weak. For the first time, Jiang Feng was a little grateful to the Lu Wu Demon King who had captured him to the Ancestral God Mountain, although he seemed to have been destined to be a chess piece in his life.

"You let go of our junior sister, and we will let you, the little demon who patrols the mountains, have a way out. Xie Shi shouted inwardly.

"My way of life is to kill myself, and I don't need your charity. On the contrary, it seems that you should beg me now, a little demon patrolling the mountains, right?" Jiang Feng shook the spear in his hand and pointed it at Weng Qian, as if he could pierce it at any time.

"What do you want? Our Ruyi Sect disciples are not coerced!" Ni Bing was older after all, and he was calmer than Xie Shi.

"I never threaten anyone. Jiang Feng looked back at the thousands of Ruyi Outer Sect disciples halfway up the mountainside, frantically slaughtering the little demons who had almost no power to resist, a kind of desolation of the rabbit and the fox struck his heart, and the spear in his hand fell, piercing Weng Qian's chest.

The red blood splashed everywhere, and the severe pain made Weng Qian wake up slowly, and the first thing that caught her eye was Jiang Feng's iron-blue face, which was murderous.

Xie Shi and Ni Bing looked at each other, and finally understood that this little demon patrolling the mountains was not very beautiful, and he killed people without blinking.

"Come with her, and she'll die." The spear in Jiang Feng's hand picked up Weng Qian's waist, and carried her on her back casually, as if carrying a boar, and just walked away.

"Senior brother, to chase or not to chase?" Xie Shi smiled bitterly.

"The disciples of the inner gate of the Ruyi Gate were captured by the little demon patrolling the mountain, and the little demon escaped, if this news spreads, the other eight gates will inevitably ridicule us. It's just to save my sister's life, but that's all I can do. Ni Bing sighed deeply.

"I'm afraid this little demon patrolling the mountains is not an idle little demon, so brave and fierce, so cold-blooded and resolute, and the little demon at the boss level is inferior to him. Xie Shi sighed.

"That's right, if you have a chance to meet him again, don't talk nonsense, kill him directly, otherwise once this guy gets close, it may be us who dies. Looking at the back of Jiang Feng who was far away, Ni Bing did not hide the killing intent in his heart.

"Senior sister's injury is not light, will that guy help junior sister stop the bleeding?" Xie Shi said with a concerned expression.

"Now that the life or death of the senior sister is beyond our control, we still have to think about how to face the questions of the elders, especially Xu Ruying, the master of Weng Qian. Ni Bing replied with a bitter face.

Thinking of Senior Aunt Xu Ruying's cold face, Xie Shi inexplicably felt that the cold was attacking people, and he fought a cold war.

When Xie Shi and Ni Bing were worried about the punishment of their masters, Jiang Feng had already arrived at the gathering place of the demons on the outskirts of the Ancestral God Mountain Range: Zhu Yan Town.

The town was bustling with little demons patrolling the mountains who came to run errands or take vacations, and some of them saw Jiang Feng coming back with such a bloody woman, so they actually came up to ask the price, and they would spend dozens or even hundreds of demon coins to buy it.

Jiang Feng was overwhelmed, kept waving his hand, and strode towards the Rejuvenation Hall where the demon doctors were located.

As soon as he entered the Rejuvenation Hall, Jiang Feng entrusted the Gaidi Tiger, who only had half a breath left, to a demon doctor who received bones, and then waited quietly on the apricot bench on the side.

"This ...... Such a delicate and fair-skinned woman, although her skin is smooth and tender, it is still a pity to eat it. A demon doctor came up and looked Weng Qian up and down, revealing a strong interest.

Only then did Weng Qian know that the little demons who wanted to buy themselves before were not coveting their beauty, but eating themselves, and couldn't help but be even more panicked, and pulled Jiang Feng's clothes weakly with both hands, asking him for help.

"Not for sale. Jiang Feng said categorically.

Seeing Jiang Feng's resolute attitude, the demon doctor could only walk away stupidly, but he still kept looking at Weng Qian from a distance, obviously not giving up.

Weng Qian's white robe was not only dyed blood-red, but also tattered in many places, plus curled up in the corner of the bench, with graceful curves, which quickly attracted the attention of all the monsters in the Rejuvenation Hall.

A monster wants to devour or defile his eyes Weng Qian can still bear it, but this big room is full of hundreds of monsters staring like this, and talking in a low voice, which can't help but make this Ruyi Sect disciple greatly stimulated, and sobbed quietly.

"Women are just annoying. Jiang Feng finally took a robe from the demon doctor, put it on Weng Qian, and then carried her to the back hall and asked an old demon doctor to stop the bleeding and treat the wound.

Of course, before sending Weng Qian to be treated, Jiang Feng had already searched for her talisman weapon, the piece of jade, and also used the unique method of the demon clan to intercept qi and blood on Weng Qian's body for a while, and imposed a ban.

Weng Qian felt even more unbearable, and she had to be slapped on Jiang Feng's body like this, although the other party was a monster, but that strange feeling still lingered in her heart, ashamed and angry.

The only thing that comforted Weng Qian was that it was an old monster who helped her bandage and stop the bleeding, but the wrinkled facial features and thin palms like chicken feet became more and more pleasing to the eye, so as not to be ruined by a male adult monster again.

When Gai Dihu and Weng Qian were being treated by the demon doctor, Jiang Feng was not idle and began to heal his injuries.

Although the demonic qi in Jiang Feng's body could not be called extremely strong, it was not comparable to the wisps of demonic qi left by the original demon king Lu Wu in his body.

In the past ten years, although Jiang Feng has given up the battle exploits such as handing in his head, not a single spoil has been dropped, and all kinds of weapons of iron quality and magic weapons of gold quality have all been exchanged for a large number of demon coins traded between the demons of the Ancestral God Mountain.

For Jiang Feng, the biggest use of demon coins is to acquire demon clan martial arts and mental techniques at all levels.

After Jiang Feng accidentally purchased a secret book of martial arts of "Cloud Turning Rain Gun", he decided that the weapon that accompanied him on the battlefield was a spear.

As for the demon clan's mental method, Jiang Feng didn't know how much he had spent on the demon coins, what "Demon Body Refining Dafa", "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa", "Ancestral God Demon King Holy Body Technique" and other gimmicky mental cheats, although there are all kinds of them, but this book is shoddy, and it is full of profound and unfathomable cultivation terms that the author himself does not understand, even if the demon king uses it to cultivate, he is confused, how can the little demons who patrol the mountains be able to refer to the amazing exercises that may be contained in it.

In the end, Jiang Feng could only start the long journey of refining the demon body and improving the cultivation of the demon qi through the most superficial Dao Gate Breathing Qi Spiritual Method Herb, supplemented by the super-strength physical body weight-bearing cultivation, plus a little luck, in order to survive on the cannon fodder battlefield and complete the transformation that ordinary people could not imagine.