Chapter 650: Mad Prophet - Lu Chuxue!

Jiang Feng's tone was very flat when he spoke to Hua Shengwu, as if the ancient well was undisturbed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info, but it was Jiang Feng's flat tone that made Hua Shengwu's heart more and more uneasy and furious.

The speed at which the Sword Saint Corpse had previously split Hua Shengwu's two arms was too fast, so Hua Shengwu couldn't feel the pain in the first place. At this moment, Jiang Feng Hua Shengwu stopped bleeding, and the sharp pain that came from the broken part of his arms suddenly made Hua Shengwu's body tremble slightly.

Hua Shengwu watched Jiang Feng swallow his saliva with difficulty, and heaven and man were at war in his heart. If he didn't tell Jiang Feng the truth, he was afraid that Jiang Feng would kill him. told Jiang Feng the truth, Hua Shengwu was afraid that Tuoba Feng would not let him go when the time came.

Jiang Feng saw that Hua Shengwu's eyes kept moving, and his lips wanted to open several times but closed them back. Jiang Feng's brows furrowed suddenly, and he directly took a thin silver needle nearly half a meter long from the Taiyi Danding.

Jiang Feng directly penetrated the heart of the silver target at Hua Shengwu's chest, half of the needle was submerged into Hua Shengwu's body, and the other half was exposed. Jiang Feng flicked the tail of the needle lightly, and Hua Shengwu suddenly felt as if there were thousands of needles piercing his heart.

Hua Shengwu didn't dare to think about it anymore at the moment, he shouted loudly: "I said I said, seniors spare their lives, spare their lives......"

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince did have a group of subordinates passing through the Eighteen Villages of Kowloon a few days ago, and the person in charge of receiving them was me. Those people escorted a lot of beautiful girls, saying that they were going to take them to the barbarian region of southern Xinjiang.

At first, I thought that those beautiful girls were gifts from His Royal Highness the Third Prince to the Barbarian Emperor and wanted to tease them, but the people in charge of escorting said that His Royal Highness the Third Prince had an explanation, and it was necessary to ensure that the girls were unharmed. I think those girls should be the ones the seniors are going to find. ”

Hua Shengwu panicked and said everything that should be said and what should not be said, Jiang Feng didn't panic to investigate what Hua Shengwu was going to do with Wen Shiyin and Mu Qingrou, but instead asked, "How long have those people left?"

"I left last night, and I should have been preparing to leave the Feiyan Pass and enter southern Xinjiang. ”

After hearing this, Jiang Feng directly took out the silver needle in Hua Shengwu's heart, and he took a pill from the Taiyi Danding and pressed it directly on the wound of Hua Shengwu's heart.

As soon as the pill and Hua Shengwu's blood came into contact, it immediately melted in, Jiang Feng looked at Hua Shengwu and said, "I said that if I disturb your life, I will definitely talk and count, you can go." ”

Hua Shengwu was excited at first, and was about to open his mouth to thank Jiang Feng for a few words. As a result, Jiang Feng's pill soon attacked, and Hua Shengwu felt that every inch of flesh and bone in his body was crawling like a tiny worm. numbness, itching, pain, crispiness...... All kinds of feelings are born one after another like a tide.

Hua Shengwu quickly fell to the ground, his body curled up together. He lost both hands, and he couldn't scratch them even if his body was itching. I believe that you don't need to experience how painful this feeling is, and it is not difficult to guess just by imagination.

Hua Shengwu, who was still afraid of Jiang Feng's killer before, trembled in pain for less than five seconds, Hua Shengwu rubbed his head against Jiang Feng's trouser leg and said, "Please, kill me, kill me......"

Jiang Feng looked at Hua Shengwu and shook his head, "No, I'm a person who keeps my promises. ”

Hua Shengwu wanted to blow up the Yuan Baby, but found that he couldn't gather spiritual power at the Yuan Baby. He looked at Jiang Feng in despair, and finally cursed at Jiang Feng with a vicious face: "You must not die well!"

These seven words, Hua Shengwu, burst out from between his teeth with almost all his strength, and after saying these seven words, Hua Shengwu chose the only way he could die-bite his tongue and commit suicide.

Hua Shengwu's body trembled for almost a minute before he completely breathed, and at the same time, the Sword Saint Corpse had already settled all the people related to Hua Shengwu in the life and death gambling arena.

Wen Que Dong walked to Jiang Feng's side, he looked at Hua Shengwu's corpse and said, "Tuoba Feng's people left last night, and now I'm afraid they have entered the Southern Frontier Barbarian Domain." ”

"Then kill into the southern frontier barbarian region, whoever stops me from saving people will kill whoever kills!" Jiang Feng said murderously.

"Then let's go, let's go directly to the southern barbarian region, the sooner we catch up with Tuoba Feng, the better. Wen Que Dongdao.

Jiang Feng shook his head, he looked up at the top of the life and death gambling arena and said: "I'm afraid we won't be able to leave for the time being, Hua Shengwu is Tuoba Feng's person, according to Tuoba Feng's style of acting, I think maybe the entire Kowloon Eighteen Villages are Tuoba Feng's people." ”

Jiang Feng's speculation is not untargeted, from his acquaintance with Tuoba Feng to the present. Tuoba Feng's scheming and city government made Jiang Feng deeply jealous.

This person is not only scheming, but also extremely good at hiding his strength. On the surface, Tuoba Feng does not have the support of the sect behind him, and his mother's humble background leads to his own weak foundation. Among the seven princes of the Great Xia Immortal Dynasty, he seemed to be the weakest one.

But in fact, Ma Jiu in the Mahayana period could be at his disposal, and he was willing to enter the Mu Mansion to be a little housekeeper for Jiang Feng. The fifth precept of the tribulation period is also obedient to Tuoba Feng, and he does not dare to have the slightest disobedience. The entire southern border army is not only his people, but even the southern Xinjiang barbarians who have been fighting with the southern border army for many years are actually his people.

Such a person would leave all the eighteen villages in Kowloon, the necessary place to go to the southern border, to be taken care of by his own people, and it is obviously a matter of course for him to think about it carefully.

As soon as Jiang Feng finished speaking, suddenly the top of the life and death gambling arena collapsed and fell down. Jiang Feng waved his right hand, and the true spiritual power wrapped around his body and flew out directly towards the top.

On the other side, Wen Que Dong, Jiang Tianliu, and Lu Chu Xue also rushed to each other, and Lu Chu Xue was not enough to cultivate, so it was still the crazy knife that Wen Que Dong was carrying.

After rushing through a cloud of dust, Jiang Feng immediately saw that there was a large cloth bag floating in the air at the top of them, and a powerful suction force was coming out of the big cloth bag, sucking Jiang Feng and them.

Jiang Feng looked at the big cloth pocket and smiled slightly, he didn't resist the suction force of the cloth pocket at all, but directly turned into a purple fireball and flew in.

Call......

The large cloth pocket was swallowed up by the flames that shimmered with the light of the stars, and Jiang Feng, who had turned into a fireball, revealed his body in midair.

Jiang Feng's body slowly rotated around, and he found that he was already surrounded by monks. Judging from the qi emanating from these monks, the cultivation of these monks is high and low. In terms of numbers, I'm afraid that the entire Kowloon Eighteen Villages have come.

There are three layers inside and three layers outside the entire encirclement, and Jiang Feng can't even see how tight the encirclement is at a glance.

"Big brother, Lao Jiu is dead!"

The dust dispersed, and a balding Humpty Dumpty man glanced at the life and death gambling arena, and happened to see Hua Shengwu's corpse.

"We have always been in the same spirit, today you kill my brother, I will take your head and be avenged by my brother!"

"That's up to you. Jiang Feng waved his right hand, and the snowflakes beside him immediately flew out.

The snowflakes suddenly burst open, and the sword shot in all directions.

Originally, Jiang Feng was ready to take advantage of this opportunity to exercise his actual combat ability, but he saw that Lu Chuxue's side was still in danger under the protection of Wen Que Dong, and Jiang Feng could only summon the Sword Saint Corpse from the life and death gambling arena with a single move.

Whoosh ......

As soon as the Sword Saint Corpse appeared, the seven immortal swords behind him were immediately unsheathed at the same time. Under the control of the Sword Saint Corpse, the immortal sword transformed into thousands of sword shadows flying around, surrounding Jiang Feng, and a gap appeared in their encirclement in an instant.

"It's a master in the late stage of the tribulation, don't fight hard, run!"

Many of the monks in the Eighteen Villages of Kowloon realized the amazing strength of the Sword Saint Corpse, so they hurriedly fled. The encirclement that had surrounded them just now was instantly dispersed.

Jiang Feng glanced at the monks who were fleeing, and he knew very well in his heart that the right choice at this moment should be to let the Sword Saint Corpse Lu kill them all. Because of leaving them, Tuoba Feng will soon be able to receive the news.

But Jiang Feng was not a murderous person after all, and after thinking about it, he still didn't give the order to kill in the end.

Jiang Feng and the others flew down from the sky, and the Thirteen Wind Slaves immediately appeared to greet Jiang Feng and them. Jiang Feng took out the huge sedan chair and got into the car first.

Then Wen Que Dong and the others got into the sedan chair one by one, and the thirteen wind slaves immediately carried the sedan chair and ran up.

With the speed at which the monks were hurrying, the monks who set off last night must have entered the southern barbarian region by now. Jiang Feng knew that this trip to the Southern Frontier Barbarian Domain was unavoidable, and he glanced at Lu Chuxue's mad knife that was leaning against the corner of the sedan chair, weak but excited.

Jiang Feng walked to the side of the mad knife and checked the pulse of the mad knife, and then he secretly stuffed a bottle of medicine into Lu Chuxue's hand, Lu Chuxue took the medicine and directly threw one to the mad knife and said, "Take it, it won't be long before you recover." ”

After receiving the medicine given by Lu Chuxue, the mad knife took it without thinking about it, and with the release of the medicine, the spirit of the mad knife recovered a lot. He said to Lu Chuxue excitedly again: "Prophet, you are the prophet of our mad clan. ”

Lu Chuxue looked dazed and continued to pretend to be stupid: "I really don't understand what you're talking about, I'm just saving you with kindness, not a prophet as you say." ”

Madness Knife quickly shook his head, his head shook like a rattle: "Prophet, you may not know your own identity, you can lift my third state of madness, and restore my body damaged by madness, you are the prophet."

Lord Prophet, save the madmen. The madmen without the Prophet are simply scattered, and we need you to lead us back to our homeland, instead of being slaughtered and oppressed like we are now!"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and when he came to the back, he even coughed violently, and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.

Lu Chuxue hurriedly patted the mad knife on the shoulder, and he said softly: "Don't get excited, I really don't know if I'm the prophet you said, but I can go with you to your mad clan to see if there is anything that can help you." ”

"Thank you, thank you, Lord Prophet. Great, that's great...... cough cough cough ......"

Madknife was excited, and began to cough violently again.

When Lu Chuxue was talking to Crazy Knife, Jiang Feng once again fell into a state of fighting against the Snow Sword Master.

In a short period of time, Jiang Feng had already fought with the Snow Sword Master for four or five hundred moves, and the two were always in a state of draw, and no one could help anyone.

Jiang Feng knew that the success or failure of the battle was here!