On a summer night, the stars are shining brightly, and the insects on the earth are singing in unison, playing a beautiful serenade.

Most of the disciples in the valley of the Dead Soul were asleep, and only a few disciples lit bonfires outside their tents and stood guard against the sneak attacks of enemies or wild beasts.

A petite figure suddenly burst out of a small tent, easily dodging a few disciples of the Valley of the Dead Soul who were on guard, and came to the outside of the big tent in the middle.

The figure didn't knock on the door, but gently opened the door of the big tent, and entered in a flash.

There was only Elder Yan in the tent, who was pranayama cross-legged at this time, when he felt someone enter the tent, opened his eyes, and a ray of green light flashed away.

"Good apprentice, come here, let the master hurt you, but you want to die as a teacher. "Where does Elder Yan still have the appearance of a master at this time, he is completely a wolf who doesn't know the taste of meat in March, or a pervert.

The petite figure is none other than Jasmine during the day.

Twisting his waist like a water snake, he sat in Elder Yan's arms with one butt.

Elder Yan immediately untied Jasmine's belt, put a dry hand like an eagle's claw into it, and rubbed it fiercely on Jasmine's chest.

"Well, master, you will be rubbed by you. Jasmine said in a flattering voice.

Elder Yan smiled lewdly, "Little vixen, since you were budded, you have become more and more coquettish. Tell the master if he went out to steal again. ”

Jasmine twisted her soft waist, and her whole body shrank into Elder Yan's arms, "Master, don't talk nonsense, you are the first man in the family, and the last man in the family." You're so strong, how can people go to find someone else!"

"Hehe, you know how powerful the master is, presumably other men can't satisfy you. ”

As he spoke, Elder Yan ripped off the pants of his apprentice Jasmine, and the two of them immediately became primitives.

Jasmine blocked Elder Yan, who was about to go up, "Don't be so anxious! The master's promise to improve his skills hasn't been done yet!"

"It's really damn bad, what else is there to talk about at such a critical time! The master has already prepared it for you. Elder Yan reluctantly got up and took out a vial from the clothes he had taken off and threw it to Jasmine on the bed.

Jasmine opened it and looked, "Wow! Ascending Immortal Pill!" sealed the medicine bottle and put it under the pillow, with one leg on her legs, exposing the mystery, "Come on, my dear master!"

Elder Yan jumped into the dragon gate with a carp and pounced. With a wave of his hand, the candle in the tent went out.

Ma Qingfeng flashed and jumped behind a Revenant Valley disciple who was sentry at the mouth of the valley, and with a movement of his hand, a finger pointed at the jade pillow point behind his head.

The sentry disciple's body shook slightly, and he died. The strange thing is that when a person dies, his body does not fall.

Ma Qingfeng wandered between the tents, and killed the fifty disciples who were on guard outside with meteor acupuncture techniques.

Gently touching the first tent, Gong Yun's eyes showed that there were more than a dozen black-clothed people sleeping untied.

Ma Qingfeng stood at the door, his ten fingers in both hands were linked, and one by one his fingers hit the major points of these disciples silently, and each point hit a disciple, and after that disciple had a slight reaction in his body, he went down to the underworld in his sleep.

Then Ma Qingfeng used the spirit control technique, controlling the flame palm to slowly slap on the dead body, and instantly turned the corpse into ashes, and there was a trace of corpse destruction.

Ma Qingfeng used the Chaos Divine Skill, expanding his perception, and he could clearly perceive the situation of the people in each tent, and the level of cultivation.

Ma Qingfeng was the first to attack those ordinary disciples, although these people couldn't hurt him if they fought, but they were afraid that they could form some powerful formations, or release some powerful ghosts, which was still more troublesome.

In this way, Ma Qingfeng walked in one tent after another, and the meteor point acumen pointed out, and then the flame palm followed.

Half an hour later, Ma Qingfeng stood in front of a prefecture-level third-grade martial artist tent.

After half an hour of assassination, Ma Qingfeng couldn't help but feel like a super killer. The two martial arts learned are specially tailored for the killer, one kills people, and the other destroys corpses.

Originally, Ma Qingfeng only wanted to kill these ordinary disciples, so he would leave first, and then find a way to deal with the remaining seven prefecture-level masters.

But when he expanded his perception, he sensed that among the people from the Valley of the Dead Soul, the old man with the highest cultivation was doing special exercises in the tent.

Ma Qingfeng smiled happily, the only thing he was worried about was that the chance of being found was gone. Ma Qingfeng is also a person from the past, and He Hai Wushuang has tasted this kind of happiness many times, and knows that people's perception is the weakest at this time.

But Ma Qingfeng admired the old man very much, and actually persevered for half an hour. Depending on the situation, he could hold out for a while, so he decided to kill another prefecture-level master.

Standing outside the tent, Ma Qingfeng carefully put the true yuan out, covered the entire tent with the true yuan cover, and input a trace of heaven and earth aura, making the true yuan cover thicker.

Doing so not only isolates the sound from the tent, but also prevents the people inside from escaping.

Ma Qingfeng has gone through so many fights, and his experience is already very rich, and he can become a prefecture-level master, who has no life-saving tricks, and finally he can blow himself up.

The strength of this True Yuan Cover has reached the point where it can withstand the full force of a ground-level seventh-rank martial artist.

Even if the people in the tent blew themselves up, they couldn't destroy it. Naturally, people outside don't know what's going on.

Ma Qingfeng gently opened the door and walked in, his eyes swept away, and he was stunned.

I saw a man in black staring at him with a pair of eyes open.

Xiong Dahai was very depressed, although he was a master of the third grade of the prefecture, he couldn't even conquer a woman's heart.

He has liked Jasmine for a long time, and every time he sees Jasmine's tall breasts, slender water snake waist, and huge fat buttocks, he is very greedy. But every time he accosted Jasmine under the pretext, Jasmine was lukewarm, which made him very anxious.

But he couldn't use force, because Jasmine was Elder Yan's favorite apprentice, and Elder Yan's protection was famous, and he couldn't afford the wrath of a ground-level seventh-grade martial artist.

Until one day, he found the ** between Jasmine and Elder Yan. He was so shocked that his jaw almost fell off and hit the surface of his foot.

He finally knew why Jasmine didn't lie to him, it turned out that Jasmine was the forbidden body of Elder Yan, an old pervert.

Xiong Dahai was settled up later, and he didn't dare to think anything wrong about Jasmine. But the common problem of men is that what they can't get is often good. Especially this good thing is still dangling in front of me every day.

So Xiong Dahai began to pay attention to Jasmine secretly, looking forward to the opportunity to kiss Fang Ze one day.

Tonight, he made a small hole in the tent in the direction of Jasmine's tent and peeked into Jasmine's tent.

He found Jasmine coming out of the tent and flashing into Elder Yan's tent.

Xiong Dahai's heart hurt like a pinprick, thinking that the woman he loved was under an old pervert**, he had the urge to rush out and kill Elder Yan, provided that his strength was strong enough.

The bear sea tossed and turned, and could not sleep at night. He got up and continued to focus on Jasmine's tent. Until a strange figure is spotted entering Jasmine's tent.

In a moment, the figure emerged from the tent and stepped lightly into another tent.

Xiong Dahai wanted to go out to check, but when he thought of Jasmine, he was a little disheartened, and stayed in the tent, watching the black shadow's every move.

That black shadow is Ma Qingfeng!

After Ma Qingfeng got into Jasmine's tent, he didn't find anyone. I quickly came out and entered another tent.

And Xiong Dahai, because of his long-term voyeurism at Jasmine, unknowingly practiced a method of closing his breath. It just escaped Ma Qingfeng's perception.

Ma Qingfeng Xu was extremely confident in his own perception, but he didn't investigate carefully, and he didn't find that his every move was exposed to the eyes of others.