Of course, the appearance of the powerful ghost was not without effect, it had caused Dao Leng's mental power to be seriously injured just now, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, he was a little sluggish, and his face was a little pale.

Li Qingfeng would not let go of this opportunity, his body moved, like a black lightning, and instantly came to the front of Dao Leng.

Syllable!

Li Qingfeng stretched out his palm, and when the knife was still stunned, he slapped him in the face, making his right side of his face red and swollen.

On the right side of Dao Leng's face, five bright red finger prints instantly appeared, the same as Zhao Bing'er's face just now.

Dao Leng's spiritual power was attacked by the powerful ghost just now, and his strength dropped a lot, so he was not Li Qingfeng's opponent at all, and he could only be beaten.

The people around were shocked again when they saw the knife being beaten coldly.

They don't know how many times they have been shocked today, and every time it was Li Qingfeng who brought them a strong shock.

Li Qingfeng had just finished slapping Zhao Bing'er in the face, and now he was slapping his face coldly, and he didn't even take these emperor-level sects in his eyes.

"Li Qingfeng, you bastard, you dare to hit me in the face, I fought with you. Dao Leng had a gloomy face, waved the Black Emperor Sword in his hand, and slashed at Li Qingfeng.

Li Qingfeng smiled coldly, not caring at all, the Fire Emperor Sword in his right hand slashed forward, with great power.

Li Qingfeng blocked the Black Emperor Sword with a sword, and then, Li Qingfeng stretched out his palm again, like a bolt of lightning, and hit the other face of the knife cold, making the left side of his face red and swollen, and five red finger prints appeared.

Poor Dao Leng had no power to fight back at all, so he could only be slapped in the face by Li Qingfeng constantly.

"Bastard, I won't let you go, and neither will our Sword Emperor Sect let you go. Dao Leng's mouth was very hard, even if the two faces were red and swollen from being beaten, he still threatened Li Qingfeng.

Bang Bang ......

Li Qingfeng faced the two faces of the knife cold, opened the bow left and right, and kept hitting.

After Li Qingfeng slapped the left cheek and slapped the right cheek, he slapped him hundreds of times, turning Dao Leng's handsome face into a pig's head, and all the teeth in his mouth were knocked out and fell off, and blood flowed down his mouth, flowing all over the ground.

Disheveled!

With a loud bang, Dao Leng's body fell to the ground, his mind was in a coma, and his body kept shaking on the ground, like a sheep's madness, in a half-dead state.

Seeing Dao Leng's miserable appearance, the people around him covered their faces and retreated backwards, for fear that Li Qingfeng would hit them in the face.

Not only the people around him, but even Zhao Bing'er felt pain for Dao Leng.

Although Zhao Bing'er's two faces are also swollen, at least the teeth have not fallen out, and the knife is cold, I am afraid that after waking up, it will be a problem to even speak, and I may not be able to bite with my teeth when eating.

Looking at the fainting Dao Leng, Li Qingfeng didn't have any sympathy, because he knew that if he lost, the end would be even worse.

Li Qingfeng pulled out the Fire Emperor Sword on his body, preparing to kill Dao Leng, for his enemy, he was definitely going to kill him, and he couldn't leave him alive.

Li Qingfeng will not give Dao Leng a chance to breathe, otherwise he will definitely take revenge on him when Dao Leng comes back to life.

Cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, leaving no future troubles, this has always been Li Qingfeng's principle.

When Li Qingfeng was about to slash Dao Leng, the cultivators around him suddenly let out a loud shout.

"Oh no, look, the Flower of Hell has been snatched by the beast for a day. A short-haired cultivator said loudly, his tone full of anger.

Li Qingfeng was fighting with Zhao Bing'er and Dao Leng just now, everyone looked at them, and no one paid attention to the Hell Flower.

The young master beast of the Beast Emperor Gate actually snatched the Hell Flower one day, this is really a despicable guy.

"Hahahaha, keep fighting, the flower of hell is mine. One day, the beast rode on the body of the Flame Tiger, holding the flower of hell in his hand, and laughed proudly.

Beast Tiantian was very proud in his heart, he didn't watch the battle between Li Qingfeng and Dao Leng just now.

One day, the beast quietly came to the bottom of the Hell Flower, and when everyone was not paying attention, its body rose into the air and directly picked the Hell Flower in its hand.

"Oh no, the Flower of Hell was snatched by the beast one day, and I must get it back. Li Qingfeng's face changed greatly, he didn't care about killing Dao Leng, his body rose into the air, and chased in the direction where the beast had fled.

At the same time, Zhao Bing'er, Fu Mengyao, the black puppy, and other cultivators were all chasing after the beast, and the Hell Flower was very important to everyone, and everyone wanted to get it.

The Flame Tiger is a king-level ninth-order demon beast, its speed is extremely fast, and it runs like a red lightning, almost catching up with the speed of the sun's rays, and ordinary cultivators can't catch up at all.

Only Li Qingfeng, Zhao Bing'er, Fu Mengyao, Black Puppy, Sky Swallowing Snake and others were able to barely catch up.

Li Qingfeng cast 10,000 steps to swim the dragon, and his body turned into a divine dragon phantom, but he still didn't catch up with the beast for a day.

Li Qingfeng felt that this body technique of his own had little effect on him now, because he was now a seventh-order powerhouse in the Spirit King Realm.

The masters that Li Qingfeng had to face were all people who were about to approach the half-step Spirit Emperor Realm, and he needed a more powerful body technique.

"Do you think you can catch up with me, it's ridiculous, the Flame Tiger mutated me and used your wings. The beast laughed and commanded at the Flame Tiger.

Hearing the beast's command, the Flame Tiger let out a tiger roar, and the tiger roar resounded throughout the first layer of hell.

At the same time, two red wings grew on both sides of the Flame Tiger's body, and the red wings spread their wings and flew, flying up with the Flame Tiger and the beast for a day, making the people around them look blindfolded.

"What's going on, the Flame Tiger is a land demon beast, how can it have the wings of a flying demon beast?"

"Yes, I've never seen a demon tiger fly, it's really subverting my three views. ”

"You know what, the Flame Tiger is a mutant breed that has the bloodlines of the Fire Demon Tiger and the Lightning Eagle, and is able to spread its wings and soar. ”

The cultivators around were all talking, and their eyes were full of shock.

Among them, there were some well-informed cultivators who recognized the species of the Flame Tiger, which belonged to the mutant demon tiger.

Li Qingfeng naturally heard the discussions of those cultivators behind him, his eyes were full of surprise, he didn't expect that the demon beasts around this beast would be so powerful.

Mutant tigers and monsters can not only crawl and run, but also fly.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind, Li Qingfeng used to like to use this trick to obtain huge benefits, but now, it is the beast that uses the yellow finch behind.

The beast played Li Qingfeng, Zhao Bing'er, and Dao Leng all in one day, but he snatched the Hell Flower and escaped.

Li Qingfeng was very angry, very angry in his heart, his face was pale, he was the only one who played with others before, when was it the turn of others to play with him?

Moreover, when the beast was still when Li Qingfeng was fighting with others, he picked up the fruits of his victory, and Li Qingfeng couldn't swallow this breath in his heart.