With a soft sound behind him, a fierce energy suddenly appeared behind Fucheng. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Feeling the strength of this momentum, Fucheng's face changed, the soles of his feet kicked the ground, his mouth let out an angry shout, his naked back, and the pale color quickly diffused.

"Eight levels and nine turns!"

The cold cheer in his heart made Dejun Qianluo's fist suddenly tense, and the smooth sleeves were shocked by the fierce energy, the fist shrank, and then poked out, in a short distance, the fierce power carried by the fist was a sharp sound of breaking the wind.

The sharp sound of breaking wind behind him made Defucheng's face shocked, this seemingly thin guy was able to exercise his pure physical body to such a point?

"Bell!" The crisp sound slowly echoed in the tent, and the long-lasting sound was extremely harsh.

Jun Qianluo's face was expressionless, and his right fist slammed into Fucheng's vest, and a trace of strong energy leaked out from the soles of his feet, directly blasting the ground where he was standing out of a half-edged deep pit.

"Click..."A slight abnormal sound, accompanied by a slight crack, gradually spread in the back of the floating city, but in an instant, it was suppressed by the surging vitality in the floating city's body.

"I said, with your strength, you can't break my defense!" Turning his head slowly, Fucheng Senran smiled.

"That's not necessarily...", he smiled faintly, but Jun Qianluo withdrew the palm that was attached to Fucheng's back, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and said softly: "Burst!" ”

"Bang..."

A dull sound suddenly came from the body of the floating city, and the smile on his face also quickly froze, replaced by a terrifying horror.

"Poof." A mouthful of blood mixed with broken internal organs spurted out of Fucheng's mouth, and his hard body was also paralyzed softly.

Looking at the corpse that was rapidly losing its vitality, Jun Qian rubbed his hands indifferently, and then turned around and left slowly.

……

The morning sun shone sparsely through the branches of the trees in the quiet camp below.

In the silent camp, some of the hunters who were unconscious on the ground suddenly opened their eyes in confusion, slowly sat up, looked at each other, and after a while, the hunters who woke up from sleep quickly got up, looked at the silent camp, and then grabbed their weapons and walked quickly towards the tent in the middle of the camp.

"Third Commander!" Standing outside the tent, a hunter shouted loudly, but did not respond in the slightest.

After waiting for a moment again, a sense of unease rose in the hearts of all the hunters, and one of the hunters took the lead, cutting the curtain of the tent with a large knife in his hand.

The curtain slowly fell, and the scene inside finally appeared in everyone's eyes.

Inside the tent, Fucheng collapsed to the ground, his eyes were wide open, and there was still a trace of solidified horror on his face, and on the ground, a pool of blood that had become sticky constantly stimulated everyone's hearts that had been shocked to the limit.

"The three captains... Killed!? ”

Looking at the tragedy inside the tent with shocked faces, many hunters softened their faces.

……

"The third leader of the Mixed Tiger Hunting Group, Fucheng, has been killed!"

"I heard that the person who did it was the boy they had put a bounty on."

"Hehe, inside information, that young man named Jun Qianluo has killed nearly twenty members of the Mixed Tiger League."

"Tsk, the bastard tiger hunting group, this time the face is really going to be lost, being so embarrassed by a teenager less than twenty, haha, what kind of arrogance will you have in the future after looking at that guy on the left?"

I don't know where the wind came from, but in just one afternoon, almost everyone in the entire Qingling Town knew that the three masters of the Mixed Tiger Hunting Group were killed by Jun Qianluo, and for a while, countless jokes and lively eyes began to converge on the silent Mixed Tiger Hunting Group.

In the quiet small room, listening to the information of the maid outside the door, the purple-clothed woman who was carefully configuring the powder in the room, the jade hand trembled slightly, and the powder integrated into the array yuan suddenly declared a failure.

Shaking her head gently, the woman in purple put it down carefully, her bright eyes flowed, a faint smile appeared on her pretty cheeks, and she said in a low voice: "Jun Qianluo, that guy really took revenge?" ”

The jade hand straightened out the white skirt, and the crape myrtle array immortal sat down on the chair elegantly, then took out a scroll from the intimate clothes in his arms, stroked it gently, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "To be able to kill Fucheng, that means that Jun Qianluo is now, at least around the middle of the martial state of mind, right?" It's really a terrifying cultivation speed, I haven't seen it for a few months..."

"Miss, Mr. Lu wants to see you." Outside the door, the maid's soft voice suddenly came.

Listening to this report, Ziwei Array Xiandai frowned slightly, this Mr. Lu is the person in charge of Wanzhen Fang, in recent days, after some rumors came out from the mixed tiger hunting group, this guy often came to find him, and his purpose was naturally self-evident.

"Let him in." Putting away the color edge scroll close to his body, the crape myrtle array immortal sighed helplessly, no matter what, he is now a sender, and for his master, these faces are naturally unavoidable.

"Hehe, how is Miss Ziwei Array Immortal lately?" Not long after the maid spoke, a man in a noble robe walked into the room with a smile on his face and smiled at the crape myrtle array immortal.

Raising her beautiful eyes and looking at the middle-aged man in front of her, Ziwei Zhenxian nodded slightly, stood up, turned around and bent down to pour two cups of tea on the table next to her.

Sitting on the chair, Mr. Lu looked at the crape myrtle array immortal whose figure was bent into a wonderful arc, and finally stared at the latter's slender willow waist, and an inexplicable light flashed in his pupils.

At the moment when the Crape Myrtle Array Immortal turned around, Mr. Lu retracted his unruly gaze very well.

Holding the teacup and putting it lightly on the table, Ziwei Array Immortal's red lips opened slightly, and said softly: "Mr. Lu is looking for me, but is there something?" ”

"Huh." Smiling, Mr. Lu held the teacup with both hands, and there seemed to be residual warmth brought by the beautiful jade hand on it, and rubbed the teacup without a trace of his palm, took a sip, and said with a smile: "I guess you have also heard the news of the name Jun Qianluo, right?" ”

"Hmm." Ziwei Array Immortal's face was calm, and her face did not change anything unusual because of this.

"He was with you when you went into the cave to hunt for treasure, right?" His eyes flickered slightly, and Mr. Lu suddenly smiled.

"Mr. Lu, I think you may be mistaken." Shaking his head, Ziwei Array Immortal smiled faintly: "I did have a relationship with Jun Qianluo, but at that time, it was because I was collecting formation materials, and I almost fell into the cliff, and he was lucky enough to help me, as for what kind of cave treasure hunting, sorry, we really haven't seen any treasure, but I heard that when escorting us back, the Mixed Tiger Hunting Group suddenly left, and it seems that they have found something." ”

"If Mr. Lu is interested in that treasure, he might as well take the leaders of the other two hunting groups and go to the Tiger Hunting Group to see what they brought back." Ziwei Array Immortal smiled.

Hearing this, Mr. Lu's face changed slightly, and he immediately smiled: "It's just a casual ask, hehe, since you know Jun Qianluo, if you see him again in the future, you can let him come to our Wanzhenfang, although the Chaoshuang Tiger Hunting Group is very powerful, but I, Wanzhenfang, am not afraid of them." ”

"If I have the opportunity, I will help convey it, but I just met him in Pingshui, and Mr. Lu should not expect too much." Ziwei Array Immortal said casually.

"Hehe, okay, then I won't bother you for now, I'll go out and do something." Nodding with a smile, Mr. Lu chatted with Ziwei Array Immortal again for a while, and then got up and left.

Looking at the slowly closing door, Ziwei Array Immortal glanced at the teacup he had drunk before, and whispered to himself: "It seems that he still hasn't dispelled his thoughts, alas, I hope you don't do those things that disappoint me, although I am not strong, but... You really make the tea I brewed, can you drink it indiscriminately? ”

Yu Onion finger lightly tapped a little green tea, and the black-shirted young man flashed in his mind, and the red lips of the crape myrtle array were slightly curled: "You are the first man to go through hardships with me, don't plant in this small Qingling Town..."

……

In the center of the gloomy hall, a corpse without breath was placed in it, looking at the face of the corpse, it was the three masters who died in the hands of Jun Qianluo.

Looking at the corpse of Fucheng, everyone in the hall remained silent, not daring to make the slightest sound, because they could already detect the cold killing intent emanating from the body of the man at the head of the hall.

"I'm going to break that little bastard into pieces!"

His eyes were blood-red staring at the corpse of Fucheng, his left fangs were creaking, and his voice was full of violent anger.

Looking at the cold corpse beside him, Zuo Lian's slightly narrowed pupils flashed an indescribable shock and horror, that a few months ago, the kid who was driven away by himself all over the mountains had grown to such a point? As the third strongest person in the hunting group, Zuo Lian's strength is very clear in his heart, but this guy, who is a little jealous even himself, was destroyed by the young man who was only twenty... This somewhat dreamlike reality made Zuo Lian's heart flood with a sense of fear and fear for the young man... More violent killing intent.

This kind of enemy ... All means must be done to put him to death!

Slowly raised his head, and glanced at the left madness in the first place, the father and son with the same temperament, their eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Jun Qianluo was able to kill Fucheng, which means that his strength should also be around the middle of the martial arts realm, and besides, Fucheng has blue-level metallic exercises, plus the two yellow-level martial arts he is proficient in, even if it is placed in the same level, it can be regarded as a top strength, however, he was still killed by Jun Qianluo, it seems that that guy must have more advanced exercises and martial arts than Fucheng!" In Zuo Mad's voice, there was a hint of coldness.

"Starting tomorrow, all the members of the group whose strength is above the late stage of the Martial Spirit Realm will take off the emblem of the Mixed Tiger Regiment, and then disguise themselves as free hunters, in a group of five, and enter the Demon Beast Mountain Range, if anyone finds Jun Qianluo's traces, they will use Zhu Xiao to contact!" Zuo Madness gave orders with a cold face.

"Yes!" The crowd below should be in unison.

"I don't believe that little bastard can escape from my palm!" The palm of his hand was slowly clenched, and Zuo Mania sneered.

"Little bastard, your rampant days are over!"

(To be continued)

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