Bai Feihong and the three of them attracted the attention of many people, and everyone's eyes were projected on this brightly dressed team, but none of them went up to embarrass Bai Feihong and the three.

Because some people who are not weak have noticed that there are undetectable masters in this team, and in the absence of a conflict of interest, no one wants to offend the strong man who walks together for no reason.

When Bai Feihong and the three of them walked forward for five kilometers, a huge beast roar suddenly came, and then, an unimaginably powerful energy fluctuation followed, making the ground tremble violently, and countless towering trees were faintly seen in front of them were lifted up by the surging energy fluctuations, flying high into the sky.

Fang Ye's face changed suddenly, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Bai Feihong behind him, and the two dragged him back, and said, "You guys, retreat quickly." Don't look back!"

The two of them did not hesitate at Fang Ye's words, and immediately retreated quickly along the way they came, and soon returned to the open area in the forest that had been dug out by hand.

Just when Bai Feihong and the others just returned here, a group of ragged and embarrassed people also walked over from the route that Bai Feihong and the others had retreated from, this group of people had a total of twelve people, one of them was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and Ming Dong was not much different from the young man, the young man was wearing light blue clothes, Yushu Lingfeng, and carrying a two-meter-long fiery red giant sword on his back, the height of the giant sword was a head higher than the young man's body. There were also four people in their thirties, all of whom were outstanding, and the rest were middle-aged men over forty years old, with resolute faces. Among this group of people, there were several middle-aged men with blood remaining on the corners of their mouths, and their faces were sickly white, obviously suffering from not light injuries.

The return of this group of people attracted the attention of everyone here, and the eyes of more than three hundred people in total fell on these dozen people, and after a while, a buzzing discussion sounded.

"It seems that it has failed again, alas, the demon beasts guarding the cave are too strong. ”

"Hmph, how can the demon beasts that guard the senior master's cave mansion be so easy to deal with, unless the five masters gather, with the cooperation of all our monks, it is possible to suppress those powerful demon beasts, and they will only waste their efforts in vain. ”

"Wait slowly, the strength of the demon beast guarding the cave is unimaginable, I'm afraid it has reached the seventh order, where have we seen such a powerful demon beast here. Only by waiting for the five masters to gather, and then joining forces, can it be possible to defeat those demon beasts. ”

"It's a pity, the five masters are all in the early stage of the void, if there is a late stage of the void, then it will be much easier to enter that cave. ”

"Not good, what about seniors?" Bai Feihong realized that Fang Ye had asked the two of you to go back, and he seemed to have stayed in the cave mansion.

"Forget it, maybe our seniors think we're cumbersome. Since our predecessors have abandoned us, there is no point in us staying here, Senior Brother Bai, you came to drink with me today, and I was almost assassinated, so I really don't know what to do. Shang Hongkuo sighed, thinking of his dilemma marriage contract, and now there are still people who want to assassinate him, even if he sees the Heavenly Rank Exercises in front of him, he can't be interested.

"Senior Brother Shang, what do you mean by that? Although we are now cultivating in different sects, we were apprenticed together at the beginning. Your business is my business, do you think I'm a burden?"

"No, I'm worried about you. ”

Glancing at the long sword on the young man's back, Shang Hongkuo's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, and he said softly, "That's a heaven-level spirit weapon!"

Bai Feihong was slightly startled, his eyes suddenly fell on the young man with the fiery red giant sword on his back, and his expression gradually became serious, he had seen the power of the Heavenly Rank Spirit Weapon more than once.

And Bai Feihong still clearly remembers that a few days ago, it was a giant sword with a fiery red body, exuding a fire that shone in the sky, and won the first place in this Shaoying meeting.

"Could it be him?" Bai Feihong secretly guessed in his heart.

The twelve who had returned did not say anything, but went into several large tents to rest, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"The demon beasts in front are very powerful, let's wait here for a while, and when there are more people here, we will follow them over to take a look. Many people said this to the people around them.

"Let's wait here for a while. Bai Feihong was still full of curiosity about the Heavenly Rank Exercises, even if he couldn't get them, he wanted to see the birth of the Heavenly Rank Exercises.

This kind of opportunity is something that many monks never come across in their lifetimes.

"Well, then. Anyway, don't worry about those things while you're here. ”

"Hehe, Senior Brother Shang, do you still have a tent with you?"

Shang Hongkuo nodded, took out two copies from the storage spirit ring, and gave Bai Feihong one of them.

"Hey, hey, you two, who told you to set up a tent here, hurry up and tear it down for me, hurry up, hurry up, dismantle the tent. A man about thirty years old walked over from a distance, staring at Bai Feihong and monk Hongkuo with an angry face, this person was thin, wearing white clothes, with a proud face, and there were three very eye-catching claw marks on his forehead.

Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted, and many people showed a hint of schadenfreude on their faces.

"These two people must not know the rules here, don't you see that so many of us dare not set up tents here, they are good, they actually set up a tent by themselves, and occupy a large part of the empty ground that is not much. A big man sitting on a tree trunk drinking wine muttered to himself.

"All three of them had just arrived, and one of them seemed to be missing. It seems that I don't know the rules here, alas, why don't you be smart, don't you see so many of us here, and there are only a dozen tents, not everyone can set up tents at will. It was a middle-aged man sitting under a big tree.

The man in white clothes and a thin figure had already come to Bai Feihong and the others, and seeing that Bai Feihong had not yet dismantled the tent, his face couldn't help but be angry, and said, "Didn't you hear what I said, I asked you to dismantle the tent for me immediately." As he spoke, the young man kicked Qin Jue's tent away with a direct kick, and then continued to come to the tent close to Bai Feihong, and kicked out again, trying to kick Bai Feihong's tent away.

A strong killing intent flashed in Bai Feihong's eyes, and the Long Yue Sword instantly appeared in his right hand, only to see the silver-white light flash away, and the Long Yue Sword slashed through the thin man's leg at lightning speed.

"Ahh

Bai Feihong withdrew the Dragon Leaping Sword and kicked it in the chest of the thin man, kicking his entire body to a distance of ten meters, and finally fell to the ground in embarrassment and rolled several times.

The thin man's endurance was obviously very weak, and the huge pain from the broken leg made him constantly let out a desolate scream, and his expression was very painful.

The faces of the people around him who were watching the excitement changed in unison, staring at Bai Feihong's face in his twenties in disbelief, and the scene in front of him was really beyond everyone's expectations.

A middle-aged man in a purple robe with a resolute face walked out of a tent, this person was relieved to be one of the twelve people who had just returned from the depths of the forest, the middle-aged man in the purple robe walked out of the tent, when he saw the thin man with his leg cut off, a trace of imperceptible essence flashed in his eyes, and then his sharp gaze swept around, and said, "What happened here." The purple-robed middle-aged man's voice was very calm, and he seemed to be just asking casually.

At this time, the tents of the rest of the tents were also opened, and several figures came out of them, all of whom had returned from the depths of the forest earlier, and the screams of the thin men caused a lot of movement.

"Tang Chenyang, who injured you. An exclamation suddenly came, and a middle-aged man with a scar on his face walked to the thin man who had his right leg cut off by Bai Feihong, with an angry look on his face.

"Big brother, it's him, it's him who cut off my leg, my leg, I'm a leg, big brother, you must help me kill him. The thin man pointed at Bai Feihong with a resentful face and said, the pain in his heart had completely distorted the muscles in his face, and he looked extremely hideous.

The middle-aged man with the scar stared at Bai Feihong with a gloomy face, and slowly stood up, a three-meter-long fiery red spear quickly condensed, and then rushed towards Bai Feihong without saying a word, and as the spear danced, it stabbed towards Bai Feihong with a scorching wave of fire.

Bai Feihong's eyes flashed, and the dragon leaping sword collided with the spear with a fierce sword qi, and the surging energy fluctuations that erupted from the collision of the two pressed down the ground within a radius of ten meters to a depth of three feet.

The people around consciously retreated a distance, clearing a piece of air for the two to settle their grievances.

"Xiaobai, forget it. Don't make a difference. Shang Hongkuo didn't expect Bai Feihong to hold such a grudge, others just reminded him a little, and he was going to cut off the other party's thigh.

"Hmph, they just see us as bullies. Even if those Yuan Infant Stage and Transformation Period are counted, it would be too much for these Jindan Stage monks not to take us seriously. ”

I saw the light wind sword stabbed out like lightning, only to see one after another sword shadows flashing in the air, and finally gradually evolved into a sky of sword shadows shrouded the scarred middle-aged man inside, and the clanging sound from the collision of weapons in the field was endless, and the surging energy fluctuations had already destroyed the surrounding mess.

Both of them are Jindan stage cultivators, although it is obvious that the other party's cultivation is more profound, but Bai Feihong is better in skill.

"This kid's strength is not weak, he can be on par with Nazazi. Watching Bai Feihong's fight between the two, the young man who was caught by the fiery red sword muttered, his tone full of surprise.

"This young man is not simple, he can rely on his own strength to fight with Nazaqi at a young age, and he will not fall behind at all, his talent is really terrible, over time, when he really grows up, he must be a man of the hour, young master, do you say we should win him over." Beside the young man with the fiery red giant sword on his back, the middle-aged man in a purple robe said softly.

The young man with the giant sword flashed a trace of murderous intent in his eyes, and said: "With his strength, he will definitely compete for the first place in the mercenary competition, and he is destined to become my opponent." ”

Hearing this, the purple-robed middle-aged man already understood what the young master was thinking, and stopped talking.

On the other side, a man about thirty years old, wearing a white luxurious robe embroidered with gold threads, also stood there with his hands on his chest and watched the fight between the two, and said slowly: "It seems that Iku's people have provoked a good opponent, I didn't expect him to be so young." ”

"However, it seems that this young man is destined to die here, and with Iku's temperament, he will never allow those who provoke him to live in the world. The white-robed young man said.

…….

"The first of the three types of the spear - the shadow of the gun!" A burst of shouts came from the field, and I saw that the spear in the hand of the middle-aged man turned into a shadow of a spear in the sky, covering the sky and stabbing towards the sword dust, the shadow of the gun was overlapped, dense, and it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, accompanied by a coercion that seemed to come from the weapon.

This scene is the same as the scene where Bai Feihong uses his fast sword.

"This is the Ground Rank Exercise!" someone exclaimed in the distance.

"Earth-level martial arts, this is the earth-level combat technique second only to the heaven-level combat technique, I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes today. ”

"I heard that when the heaven-level exercises were performed, the wind and clouds surged, and the heavens and the earth changed color, and I don't know what the power of the earth-level exercises was. ”

"Not good!"

Bai Feihong finally knew that the strength of the object of his provocation was above his own.

This is the corner of Bai Feihong's mouth showed a helpless wry smile, and then his eyes closed slightly, he felt that his path of cultivating immortals was about to stop here.

"Dingding.....dingding"

With a series of dense sounds, in just one breath, Shang Hongkuo and the middle-aged man had already fought hundreds of rounds, the speed of the two was extremely fast, it was difficult to catch with the naked eye, the only difference was that the middle-aged man was able to have such a speed in a short period of time with the help of ground-level exercises, while Shang Hongkuo completely relied on his own fast sword.

"What a speed!" In the distance, the young man with the fiery red greatsword on his back let out an exclamation.

"His sword is so fast that even I can't see it, and I can only catch it with my sense. The purple-robed man standing beside him also let out an exclamation.

"Yes, that kid's strength is not bad, he is on par with Nazaqi, if his strength is limited to this, it is doomed to defeat, although Iku's strength is not as good as Nazaqi, but unless he meets someone who also holds a heaven-level spiritual weapon, otherwise, no one will be Iku's opponent, unless there can be a strong person above the void period here. A middle-aged man beside the white-robed man said softly.

"Such a fast sword, how did he have such a speed, and he was able to be on par with Nazha Qi who used the exercises. Some of the primordial monks also let out an exclamation.

(End of chapter)