The dead soldiers in groups of three stopped one after another, tentatively calling for their companions in the distance, but there was no response for a long time, and everyone's hearts sank, knowing that something must happen to them, and they were silent.

A repression that slowly spreads among the dead.

Now that everyone is no longer within the scope of the Five Elements Trapped Killing Array, although they can exert the true power of their respective magic weapons, Ye Chenfeng can also use his weird moves.

The two sides returned to the original point again, but this time, it was Ye Chenfeng who took the absolute initiative.

Although the dead soldiers were vigilant, they were still in groups of three, with a certain distance from each other, but they had enough time to rescue, as long as Ye Chenfeng dared to appear, they were absolutely sure that they would kill him in an instant!

But after waiting for a long time, Ye Chenfeng's shadow was not seen, but when he saw the surrounding light sources, he began to decrease one by one, and although he didn't hear any sound during the whole process, he didn't let out a scream.

People often think that hearing the screams of their peers will make people empathize and escalate their fear, but in fact, if people disappear one by one silently, it is far more terrifying than screaming.

You don't know the general location of the enemy, you don't know when the enemy will strike, and you don't know how many people will be around you in the next moment.

And the most important thing is that you will never know, but you can't help but guess, whether it will be you who will die next......

In this silent killing, even with the psychological quality of the dead, they gradually began to be unable to bear it.

I don't know who made the first move, but I heard a sudden shout from among the dead.

"Who's there!"

Immediately after that, a long-standing spell was released, and a horse with burning flames galloped out and crashed into the trees in front of it, instantly igniting a large sea of fire, but no figure was seen.

"I see you! Get the hell out of here! ”

The monk controlled the flame steed to shuttle continuously, and soon burned most of the surrounding trees, and the other dead soldiers not only did not organize, but felt that this matter was feasible, and joined in one after another, and for a time the sword wind and sword qi were rampant, and the light emitted by the magic and magic echoed each other, and when the thunder and lightning were combined, the night was as bright as day.

But they almost destroyed all the grass and trees within a hundred miles, and still did not see a single figure, the air was filled with the smell of burning, and occasionally a few sparks and ashes would drift by, and it was mixed with a strange fragrance, which made people want to smoke it a few more times after smelling it.

The panicked dead had already ignored this kind of detail, and all their attention was focused on the attack that might come at any time, thinking that this crazy wanton destruction would at least be able to force out Ye Chenfeng, but in the end, there was not even a single figure.

Perhaps, this leaf dust wind has already run away.

Thinking about it, in the face of such a dense attack, it is no longer possible to dodge simply by relying on spells, even Lin Haonan himself needs to use the body protection aura to avoid being too embarrassed.

From this point of view, this Ye Chenfeng must have left, and there is enough reason to leave.

If a monk of the fifth layer of condensation wants to kill the sixth layer of condensation, he may be able to rely on his actual combat experience, use the surrounding environment, and have a chance to fight.

If you want to defeat the seventh layer of condensation, you can't do it unless you have a powerful technique and have a magic weapon to assist.

It is almost impossible to defeat the eighth layer of condensation, but under some special circumstances, if the eighth-layer cultivator of condensation has a very light enemy, he may be able to fight.

But against the ninth layer of condensing qi, there is no chance of winning at all, because the aura of the ninth-layer monk of condensing qi is comparable to a river, and it is not comparable to the fifth-layer monk of condensing qi at all, and the ninth layer of condensing qi does not even need any magic, and can be crushed by only relying on a huge aura.

No matter how you look at it, this Ye Chenfeng must have sensed that the form was unfavorable to him, and secretly left.

In this way, although Lin Haonan's mission failed, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

No matter how you look at it, an enemy who knows that he is afraid of death is more pleasing than an enemy who is silent, fearless of death, and who chases and fights the enemy fiercely.

Lin Haonan's analysis is very reasonable, any normal person, facing an enemy whose number is several times his own and whose strength is above him, if the two sides have any deep hatred, they will choose to save their lives.

It's a pity...... Ye Chenfeng is not a normal person.

He's not even human.

Now he is full of the figures of those strange beasts when they hunt, Ye Chenfeng wants to imitate them, but his body is not a strange beast after all, and it is difficult to exert the full strength of the strange beast when he assassinates.

But even so, Ye Chenfeng at this time had already harvested thirteen lives.

When those dead men frantically attacked everything around him, he was already far away, quietly waiting for them to continue to consume his aura, and he himself slowly took out an elixir, stuffed it into his mouth, and began to wait comfortably.

"These idiots have been fooled so easily."

Ye Chenfeng was disdainful in his heart, feeling that it was a bit of a waste to simulate the behavior of alien beasts on them, but he couldn't find a better target at this time, so he could only use it.

Ye Chenfeng, who quietly squatted down and landed on all fours, looked like a completely alien beast if it weren't for the mask on his face.

There was not a trace of aura fluctuations in his body, and with his powerful physical body, even if he didn't use aura, he could easily kill a monk at about the seventh layer of condensing qi. The difference between a mortal and a monk is completely empty in his eyes, and the word monk has no meaning to him, and the condensation period is just a slightly stronger mortal.

Ye Chenfeng, like their slender necks, can be twisted as long as they grasp it with both hands.

Their spells could only be performed according to their own will, and once their speed exceeded their perception, Ye Chenfeng could easily surpass the dense raindrop attacks.

Their magic weapons are even more restrictive, not only can they not leave a certain range of themselves, otherwise their power will gradually weaken, and they will even be unable to control them in the end. Even in close combat with the monks, Ye Chenfeng also found that although these dead soldiers were decisive in killing, they looked extremely ruthless, and they were known for not being afraid of death.

But all they show is fear, as long as they still know fear, they can always be used by the demons, as long as they can still feel fear, then they are definitely not the opponent of the beast.

Ye Chenfeng quietly took out the flying knife, compressed to the extreme aura, and was slowly forced into the knife body by him with a unique vibration method, making the knife body also begin to vibrate at a high speed, if you listen carefully, you can even hear the slight humming of the knife body, as if calling for the enemy's blood to come.

But this is not enough, what Ye Chenfeng wants is to kill with one blow, so that these dead soldiers know that even if they really set fire to the mountain, they will not be able to threaten him in the slightest, but will put them in danger.

Therefore, even if the vibration on the body of this knife was enough to break through their protective aura, it still lacked something, a kind of will......

"I have a sword soul possession, so in the state of stabbing, does my will represent the will of the sword?"

Ye Chenfeng's mind moved, and a sharp thought was attached to the flying knife, but it faintly gave people a feeling that the sword was out of its sheath. Those dead soldiers who were surrounded by the treasure light couldn't see that in this dark night sky, a flying knife made of ordinary dark iron turned out to be an invitation to death!

Ye Chenfeng quietly raised his hand, this movement seemed to be slow, but an afterimage swept out in an instant, drawing an incredible arc, which actually bypassed most people's sight, accurately approached the ground, and at the moment before approaching the target, because he smashed a stone on the ground, he instantly changed the angle and directly hit the throat of a dead man.

Because the dead man was good at probing spells, he was deep in the crowd, and he was originally vigilant about the wind and grass around him, and when he heard the unusual cracking sound of stones, he was about to look down, but his expression was forever fixed at this moment.

His magic weapon didn't have time to protect himself at all, and his body protection aura was directly pierced by the flying knife, but the most important thing was that there was an amazing intention on this flying knife, which prevented the Qi Condensing Cultivator's recovery ability far beyond mortals, and even the meridians of this dead man were shattered by this amazing will.

This series of arrangements seems cumbersome, but the killing is still only a moment, and the other dead soldiers saw it, and they were just their own companions, in the crowd, in full view of everyone, they were easily killed by an ordinary Xuantie flying knife!

(End of chapter)