The pitch-black fireballs formed by the wind gathering flames quickly spread all over the road in front of Yan Hu, constantly compressing and condensing, only to explode as soon as Yan Hu got closer, shocking the other party and making him stop. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The arrangement of the info wind pressure is not only to suppress the explosion of the wind gathering fire and prevent it from affecting the surrounding things, but also to prevent the flame tiger from passing through the blockade of the wind gathering fire.

It can be said that being able to lay such a net in such a short period of time can only be done by such extraordinary spiritual power as Fengchen, which even Yan Hu has to admire.

But even if he did this, after feeling the increasingly powerful spiritual pressure on Yan Hu's body, which had already exceeded the level of the second transformation of the spirit gathering, Fengchen's face did not look good: he didn't have a lot of confidence in the obstruction he had laid out, and he couldn't help but tighten the angry dust knife that he had just pulled out, as if he was worried about it.

At this time, as if sensing the worry in the master's heart, there was no movement all the time, as if it was just an ordinary weapon of the Angry Dust Knife, but there was a reaction. The abrupt red light constantly flashed around his body, and he kept breaking free from the shackles of Fengchen's hands, which surprised Fengchen for a while. It's just that after the strange feeling from the knife was accepted by Fengchen's brain, the hand that was originally holding the Fuchen Knife was released at this time, giving the Fuchen Knife a freedom.

With a bang, the furious dust knife flew directly out of Fengchen's hand like an arrow off the string, flashing with a light red light like an arrow meteor, and attacked the Yanhu who rushed straight away, making the latter surprised for a while, but he had to calm down to deal with this sudden knife: because of the power contained in it, he had to let it deal with it carefully.

"Is it a blood refining weapon, it's interesting, but it can't stop me!" recognized the true identity of the Fury Dust Knife at a glance, there was no trace of spiritual power and spiritual power manipulation, but the knife was acting with its own consciousness, which was something that only a blood refining weapon could do.

"The strength of the blood refining weapon relies on the cultivator's own cultivation and soul smelting, Feng Chen is just a late-stage cultivator of condensation, as long as the soul refining is not too powerful, although this weapon is powerful, it is not too threatening to me!"

Quickly judging the threat level of the Angry Dust Knife in his heart, Yan Hu's pair of fleshy palms were not afraid to rush towards the Angry Dust Knife, and the spiritual power contained in the palms was all sprayed from the palms, and he actually wanted to blast the Angry Dust Knife away with a single blow.

Indeed, Yan Hu's analysis is not wrong, the strength of a blood refining weapon depends on the cultivator himself and the smelted soul, Feng Chen's cultivation is indeed not high, counting the real strength, it is impossible for the Fuchen Knife to gain much power from Feng Chen, this kind of judgment is correct to this extent, yes, to this extent, it is only to this extent.

What Yan Hu miscalculated was the soul of this Angry Dust Knife's blood refining, which was completely unexpectedly powerful.

The red light and the pale white substance collided together, and after making a loud noise, under the surprised gaze of everyone, the originally dim red light actually overwhelmed the pale white substance in an instant, and the blade of the Fuchen Knife directly cut the two beast heads formed by the pale white transparent substance at the moment of the confrontation, and it was about to be slashed on the palms of Yan Hu's hands, completely cutting it off, but the latter's palms were temporarily reversed at the last moment, and a large amount of spiritual power erupted from the palms again, shaking the aggressive Fuchen Knife away, so as to avoid the pain of breaking the hand。

"What kind of soul is this blood refining weapon?!" Yan Hu was almost shocked into a cold sweat, the weapon that he originally thought was vulnerable was unexpectedly powerful, if he hadn't reacted quickly and reacted in an extremely short time, otherwise his palms might not have belonged to him now.

Thinking of this, Yan Hu couldn't help but feel palpitations, and even his eyes looking at Fengchen were a little timid.

"This is really, it seems that my preparations are a little redundant!" Fengchen looked at the little timidity in Yan Hu's eyes, but he was lamenting in his heart that the net he had hastily formed seemed to be useless at all.

The person who wanted to stop it had already been stopped by the sudden outbreak of the Fury Dust Knife, as long as Yanhu could not show stronger strength, Fengchen was fully confident that he would be able to completely control it with the Fury Dust Knife alone, of course, this was only based on the fact that the Fury Dust Knife could continue to hold on.

At this moment, although the Angry Dust Knife was still humming around Feng Chen's body, it seemed that as long as Yan Hu made any abnormal move, it would immediately shoot out and intercept it again, but Feng Chen knew that the reason why the Angry Dust Knife was hovering like this was because it no longer had the ability to continue to strike!

"In the end, my strength is too weak to exert the power of the Fury Dust Knife at all!" Feng Chen sighed in his heart, the strength of the Fuchen Knife was recognized by his master, in the words of Old Man Chen, Feng Chen's knife was really a weapon that could accompany him all the way to the end, even as a divine weapon of the Venerable, it was not inferior at all.

It's just that Fengchen's strength is too low now, and he can't give full play to the strength of this knife at all.

Just when Fengchen and Yan Hu were confronting each other, and the two sides refused to take a step away, a figure also reappeared behind Yan Hu, it was Wang Ruochen who was troubled by Yan Hu's sneak attack at this time. Almost without thinking about it, after seeing Yan Hu's back, he directly slashed down the giant axe, containing powerful flame spiritual power, and slashed out a half-moon-shaped fiery red slash and rushed towards Yan Hu.

"Lion Tiger Beast Gang, Tiger Gang Boom, break it for me!" Sensing the fiery red slash coming from behind him, it was obviously Wang Ruochen's angry blow, but Yan Hu didn't necessarily feel so cautious, he just turned sideways and punched out with his left hand, a pale white transparent tiger head bit the other party instantly before the Broken Flame Slash hit him, and then burst out of the palm with strong spiritual power, and the tiger head suddenly burst into white light, even the originally godless beast eyes were also blazing, and the sharp tiger teeth quickly snapped together, and actually bit Wang Ruochen's struggling slash directly, and then a strong spiritual pressure was emitted in his mouth, and the spiritual power broke through the Yan Slash at this moment, and erupted with all his might, only at this moment, this huge slash was directly shattered as if it was bitten by the tiger's head, which shocked the eyes of the two of them.

"How much strength is this guy hiding?" Feng Chen looked at Yan Hu with a shocked expression, and a trace of anger gradually rose in his heart. The strength that Yan Hu is showing now has almost reached the level of the Four Transformations of Gathering Spirits, otherwise it would be impossible to directly crush Wang Ruochen's Broken Flame Slash with one blow.

The strength that Yanhu showed before was only the second change of the Gathering Spirit, but at this moment it has reached the point of approaching the four changes of the Gathering Spirit, if it is said that it has broken through to this point in the past few days, he will not believe it: because it is impossible that there will be no signs at all.

If it hadn't broken through to this point, then the only possibility would be that Yan Hu had always hidden his cultivation before, even when he was fighting against the Demon Beast. Hiding his cultivation for no reason, coupled with Yan Hu's unkind behavior before, at this moment, in Feng Chen's heart, Yan Hu's original kind image fell to the ground, in his opinion, it was just Yan Hu's disguise. The real Yan Tiger is the enemy who has cold eyes and reveals killing intent from time to time.

"Little Brother Fengchen, Miss Wang, you two stop!" Just as the three of them were deadlocked, a frustrated and weak voice came not far away, which made the tense atmosphere of the three of them suddenly ease, and they all looked at the owner of the voice.

The speaker was none other than the ice wolf who had been hit hard by Yanhu's kick before, and at this moment, with the support of several members of the Tempest Mercenary Group, he came to the three of them, and said slowly: "This matter is just a family matter of my Tempest Mercenary Group, although the two of you are friends of our Mercenary Group, please let us solve this matter ourselves!"

"But," "Forget it, Fengchen!" Hearing the ice wolf's words, Fengchen was about to persuade, but was directly interrupted by Wang Ruochen, who rushed up and shook his head, signaling him to do what the ice wolf said.

"Forget it, I don't care!" Seeing that Wang Ruochen also stopped, Fengchen's eyes swept back and forth on the faces of the ice wolf and Wang Ruochen, but he couldn't see a trace of concession from the expressions on the faces of the two, and finally he could only be deflated, retracted the angry dust knife hovering in the air, inserted it back into his waist and took a few steps back, and took back the wind gathering fire that was cast, looking like he was resigned to it.

Looking at Fengchen and Wang Ruochen's actions, Yan Hu did not take this opportunity to escape, but frowned and looked at the ice wolf who couldn't stop panting, and said impatiently: "What do you want, I said that I won't stay, so don't waste your efforts!" Although he said this, he didn't mean to leave immediately, obviously because of the temporary appearance of the ice wolf, Yan Hu also had to stay here and listen to what he wanted to say.

"I won't stop you from leaving, otherwise I wouldn't have let the two of them stop, it's just that before you left, you seem to have forgotten to explain something!" Ice Wolf said lightly, as if he had forgotten the man in front of him, and just kicked him away, ruthlessly existing, looking at Yan Hu as if it was routine, waiting for the latter's answer.

"What to explain?" Yan Hu raised his eyebrows, thought about it, and then shook his head and said: "There is nothing to explain, if there is, just say it!"

"Yes, after you leave, who will temporarily act as the head of the regiment?" Ice Wolf still had a flat tone, but when he said this, a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes, and no one noticed it.

"What is the temporary head of the group? I'm not leaving temporarily, but leaving the Tempest Mercenary Group forever, you know? If you want to ask the head of the group who should do it, then it's up to you, I won't come back, you know!?" Instantly understanding the meaning of the ice wolf's words, Yan Hu was quite impatient, but he didn't make a move because the other party was playing this kind of word game.

"Okay, I understand!" The ice wolf nodded, and seemed to accept Yan Hu's statement, which made the latter's face feel relaxed, thinking that the ice wolf had finally accepted his departure, but was completely helpless by the other party's words: "That is to say, from today onwards, I will be the temporary leader of the Tempest Mercenary Regiment, and the time limit will not be until you come back," the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, suppressing the pain originally contained, and the ice wolf looked at Yan Hu with a smile on his face, and said, "Am I right? A pair of eyes looked directly at Yan Hu, and there seemed to be a different kind of meaning in the slightly narrowed eyes, which was captured by another pair of eyes and understood what he meant.

"So this matter ended inexplicably?" Looking at the back that disappeared at the gate of the Mercenary Guild, Fengchen was speechless for a while: he really couldn't understand how this matter had developed to this point.

"We have no reason or qualification to ask too much about the affairs of other mercenary groups, maybe this result is already the best solution, right?" Wang Ruochen said with some emotion, a hint of thought reflected in his eyes.

The development of things was really beyond the expectations of the two, originally with the feeling of seeing the injustice of the road, and stopped the villain Yanhu, but the victims still didn't let them take care of it, and some messy things came out later.

In the end, Yan Hu left directly, but the Tempest Mercenary Regiment inexplicably only had one temporary leader, that is, the Ice Wolf. Looking at the appearance of the members of the Tempest Mercenary Regiment, it seems that this result is barely acceptable.

None of them were resentful because Yan Hu ruthlessly abandoned them, but they were looking forward to the return of Yan Hu who would be able to come back and continue to be their leader in their hearts, if they weren't afraid to tell them the truth was too pitiful, or if they told them the truth directly, they wouldn't believe it, Fengchen really wanted to pick up the ears of each of them, and said loudly in their ears:

"Your broken head will never come back, never, you don't have to think about such useless things anymore, not to mention that he is so excessive to you!"

Yes, Fengchen has this kind of thought, but he doesn't want to say it because he thinks it's useless. However, after the ice wolf slowly walked up to him and Wang Ruochen and told him and Wang Ruochen those few words, these words became unspeakable at all.

"Little Brother Fengchen, Miss Wang, thank you two very much for your action just now!" This was the ice wolf's first sentence, but he was mercilessly ridiculed by Fengchen: "Yes, I thought we were two nosy!" said and tilted his head away, as if he didn't want to look at the frail middle-aged man in front of him.

Fengchen's faux pasy reaction Wang Ruochen didn't say anything, it was better to say that she was not very happy either, but it was not the same as Fengchen. Wang Ruochen is not like Fengchen, he has a good friendship with Yanhu, and he will help only because he can't see it, and Fengchen also wants to make a move, so he didn't hesitate to make a move.

Later, because of the ice wolf, on the one hand, because the ice wolf's words were not wrong, they were not qualified to ask about the internal affairs of other mercenary groups, and this was the same for Wang Ruochen himself. If something went wrong with the Aochen mercenary group one day, she also didn't want others to interfere in it, so Wang Ruochen simply stopped and stopped the wind and dust by the way.

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