Smoggy.

The corners of Ghost Li's mouth raised into a sneer.

The trick just now was enough to wipe out the Qi Cultivation Realm in an instant!

But at this moment, there was a strange sound.

Bang!

The bald man flew upside down like a deflated ball.

There was still blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he broke a towering tree.

Life and death are uncertain!

"How is that possible?!"

There was disbelief in his ghostly eyes!

The bald man can be called the first person below the Purple Mansion in the ghost clan!

The physical defense is extremely amazing, and even the attacks of the Purple Mansion powerhouses can be resisted.

But he was killed by the other party in an instant, how terrifying is this kind of strength?

The smoke cleared.

Leng Feng appeared in front of Wu Luan unharmed, and gently raised his right hand, the blood feathers flashing with bloodthirsty red light in the darkness.

"I didn't ...... Die?"

Wu Luan opened his eyes, his eyelashes were still trembling slightly.

Just now, she thought she was going to die, but she didn't feel any pain.

At this time, she found that Leng Feng was in front of her in turn.

"Don't be so stupid, I don't need you to protect me yet. ”

Leng Feng spoke lightly, his expression calm.

Facing the surprised gazes of Liu Chi and the others, he couldn't help but say helplessly: "I said, I'm Leng Feng." If you don't believe me, then don't blame me. ”

Blood Feather!

The bloodthirsty blade ranked seventh among the top ten divine soldiers in China!

Liu Chi's pupils contracted, and he involuntarily took a few steps back.

Just now he thought that Wu Luan would die because of this, after all, the ghostly tricks were too fierce.

Coupled with the impact of a bald and strong man, even if he is at the peak of Qi training, he will definitely die.

Now there is only one explanation!

Leng Feng is the seventeen-year-old Purple Mansion wizard who caused a sensation in the Huaxia martial arts world!

Blood Feather is extremely famous in the martial arts world, and it has been rumored that it has fallen into the hands of the world's number one killer, the Blood Emperor.

Later, there were rumors that Leng Feng was the Blood Emperor.

Since they are in the land of Sichuan and Shu, they don't know much about the outside world, so it's just speculation.

Now that he has seen it with his own eyes, Liu Chi is completely silent.

Then, rejoice!

If he had attacked Leng Feng before, what would have been the result?

The expression on Ghost Li's face was even more exciting, his head was lowered, and his eyes were staring at Leng Feng.

This terrifying combat power dissolved his Dao technique in an instant, and then severely damaged the bald strong man in an instant.

There are more than 20 of them, but I'm afraid it's not enough for Leng Feng to kill.

"Originally, you could still go. After all, I don't want to meddle in the affairs of your ghost clan and the witch cult. The land of Sichuan and Shu is just a temporary place for me to stay. But now it seems that I can't keep you!"

Leng Feng stepped out.

His expression was cold, and he held a blood feather as thin as a cicada's wings in his backhand.

In the face of the powerhouse of the Purple Mansion, even the ghost power can't afford the slightest sense of resistance.

There is no chance of winning at all!

Even a behemoth like Tianmen fell into his hands, what is the little ghost clan?

"I don't believe it!"

The ghost roared angrily in the sky, so as to vent the fear in his heart.

He had been cultivating for more than sixty years, and his hands had been stained with countless amounts of blood so far, and he didn't believe that such a young person would be able to set foot in the Purple Mansion.

Then, several black spells appeared around him.

In an instant, it burned spontaneously in the air, turning into huge fireballs.

"Since you know me, you should know that in the face of pure martial arts, any Dao magic techniques are completely ineffective!"

An iron fist blasted out, and space shook.

At a distance of 100 meters, more than ten fireballs in the air were shattered.

Then, with a glance in his eyes, he proudly spoke: "Killing you is like slaughtering a dog!"

The blood feather came out of his hand and turned into a red glow.

Ghost Li was suddenly startled, and he could feel the terrifying murderous aura.

However, it was too late......

The red light pierced through his heart, and even the spiritual shield he held up with all his strength could not stop the blow.

Burst......

Ghost Li's legs weakened and knelt down directly.

A hole the size of a bowl was pierced through his chest, his heart shattered, and the breath of life began to pass.

The ghost power of the head of the thirteen ghost kings of the ghost clan couldn't block Leng Feng's random blow!

Many of the ghost clan masters behind him were terrified, and the blood on their bodies coagulated.

Among the ghost clan, the strength of the ghost is definitely among the top ten.

They can't even compare to the ghosts, what's the point of continuing to fight?

"Withdraw!"

"Retreat!"

I don't know who let out a scream, and then quickly retreated to the rear.

The appearance of panicking, where is the usual demeanor of a master.

Knowing that he is going to die, he still rushes up to die, that's stupid!

The ghosts are all dead, and they will be sent to death if they continue to stay here.

It's better to hand over this information to the ghost clan, but it is more valuable!

Nandi Leng Feng!

Really, it appeared in the land of Sichuan and Shu!

"Want to go?"

Leng Feng's eyes were cold, no one of the people he wanted to kill could escape!

The blood feather turned around in the sky, making a strange arc.

Then, I heard screams one after another.

More than 20 people, without exception, all of them were directly wiped by the blood feather and died!

Blood splattered, staining the dirt red.

Wu Luan Ke had never seen such a bloody scene, his small mouth opened slightly, and he stared at Leng Feng incredulously.

Did all this be done by the young man in front of him?

She has seen Liu Chi's power, and she knows a little about the martial arts world.

But so far, no one of the martial arts masters she has seen can have half the deterrent power of Leng Feng!

One step to kill, you can sweep a piece!

How domineering is this?

Looking at the world, there are a few people who can do it!

"Cold ...... Master!"

Liu Chi was not a fool either, so he suddenly changed his words.

The word master is not as common as mortal dust, and there are only a few strong people in the Purple Mansion who can afford Liu Chi's master in the martial arts world.

His voice was trembling!

If the Witch Gu Sect can get Leng Feng's help, it will definitely be able to eradicate all the forces that resist the Witch Gu Sect!

What kind of thing is a mere night ghost?

Even if the major forces in the land of Sichuan and Shu join forces, they are definitely not their opponents!

If there is a cold maple, it is enough!

Pure martial arts!

This is a cultivation method that takes the edge of the sword, and it will not die with the hard regret of the Dao technique in the flesh!

Except for the geniuses of Tianmen decades ago, there are only a handful of cultivators.

The vast majority of them simply couldn't bear the severe pain of cultivation and chose to give up.

"Thank you Master Leng for your help!"

"As long as I tell the Son at this time, the Son will be very happy!"

The competition within the Witch Gu Sect is also fierce, although the Holy Son is the strongest and the only heir of the sect leader, there are still many people staring at the position of the sect leader.

If Leng Feng is willing to help the Holy Son, then the position of the sect leader must be his!

Leng Feng glanced at him and said lightly: "Liu Chi...... You are the one who teaches the Son of the Witchcraft. So, you should know about witchcraft to give people Gu, right?"

The update is slow and is not expected to resume until tomorrow.

(End of chapter)