The Writing Section was nervously observing the battle situation from beginning to end, thinking about coping strategies, but suddenly, the red-haired demon fled, and Ling Fei transferred the target to himself, the Writing Section was stunned, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and secretly said ", I was pitted......

On the other hand, the red-haired devil fled far away in embarrassment, and seeing that Ling Fei did not catch up, he sat on the ground and gasped for breath.

Thinking back to the sense of oppression and fear that Ling Fei had brought to him in the violent state just now, he couldn't help but mutter: "Hasn't the top combat power of the human race been stirred up by the embers of doom? How can there be such a terrible person......? Is the information of the demon clan wrong?"

Thinking of this, the red-haired demon got up and said secretly: "No, I have to go back and take a good look, if the information is really wrong, the ghost clan must not join forces with the demon clan to attack the human race!"

While thinking, the red-haired demon spat on the ground, his eyes revealed a fierce light, and he said viciously: "Dare to use my ghost clan as a gunman!

The red-haired demon ran wildly, and soon the unknown cottage came into view. As its destination approached, its speed slowed down considerably, and the red-haired demon didn't want to face the rampaging Ling Fei again because he had sneaked back to scout and was discovered.

In fact, he has been beaten out of the psychological shadow by Ling Fei.

It's getting closer and closer to the cottage, and the red-haired devil is also in the spirit of twelve points, always paying attention to the movements around him, and stopping to observe around whenever there is any wind and grass.

The red-haired ghost groped its way close to the corner of the cottage, and there was silence around it, and now it could only hear the thumping of its own heart, and then took a deep breath, poked its head out, held its breath, and cautiously peeked into the cottage.

I saw a large number of slash marks on the ground in the cottage, which showed how fierce the previous battle was, but what puzzled the red-haired demon was that after facing such a fierce battle, the writing department did not have the slightest tiredness and embarrassment, but faced Ling Fei with a calm face.

On the other hand, Ling Fei's state was still shining with red eyes, and the corners of his mouth were hanging on his mouth, but compared with the previous "giggle" calmness, Ling Fei in the state of rage was more inclined to anger at this time, still carrying the rusty broken sword in his hand, like a wild beast going crazy, and kept roaring at the writing department.

The Writing Section still stared at Ling Fei with a calm face, and then, buttoned the hat of the robe on his head, and the huge brim covered half of his face, and then, he slowly raised his right fist, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant, and the next moment, the Writing Section appeared beside Ling Fei, and before Ling Fei could react, a punch was swung out, hitting Ling Fei's left face.

There were no energy fluctuations, nothing was knocked down and the building was knocked down, and there was no falling to the ground and smashing out of a big hole, it was just such a calm punch, just like an ordinary punch like a thug fight in the downtown area.

And it was so ordinary, without even raising a trace of dust with a punch, Ling Fei, whose combat power was almost comparable to the level of a general in a violent state, was stunned with a punch, fell to the ground unconscious, and never stood up again.

The Writing Department calmly stood beside Ling Fei who had passed out in a coma, looked at him expressionlessly, and then bent down to pick up Ling Fei, carried it to his shoulder, his eyes were like torches, glanced at the direction of the red-haired demon, and turned to leave.

At this time, the red-haired demon was trembling and hiding behind the broken wall of the cottage, covering his mouth and nose tightly with his hands, trying not to let himself make a sound out of fear, and his eyes were full of panic.

It didn't know if it had been discovered by the Writing Department, but now its legs were weak and it couldn't move, so it could only pray that the other party would get out of here quickly.

The red-haired demon knows very well in his heart that his own strength, in terms of the entire ghost clan, is also a first-class master, on this continent, except for a few metamorphoses of the demon clan who have cultivated for hundreds of years and some metamorphosis of the general level of the human race, there are very few existences that can threaten their lives.

But just now, there was a little-known junior, in a state of rage, whose combat power was close to the top of the continent, and he had fought against him, so he knew very well that if he really fought, although he would not be defeated, it would never be possible to retreat with his whole body.

Although he escaped by chance, the red-haired demon didn't think that he could win by luck by fighting Ling Fei, and the chance of winning was almost zero.

However, it was such a powerful opponent who was killed by another little-known junior with one punch, and it was the kind of instant kill that was light and breezy!

Terrible! Terrifying! The more the red-haired demon recalled in his mind the scene when he had just run amok and Ling Fei was killed by the Writing Department, the more frightened he became.

Originally, it represented the union of the ghost clan and the demon clan, planning to find an opportunity to attack the human race, and then occupy the entire continent step by step, but as a result, as one of the top combat forces of the combined army, he was actually beaten by two junior terrans in an inaccessible place, which made it have to wonder if the information given by the demon clan that the top combat power of the human race had been greatly reduced was correct.

The red-haired demon didn't dare to continue thinking about it, as far as the real information he had so far was concerned, it was very likely that the demon clan was going to use the ghost clan as cannon fodder to test the human race!

But after thinking about it, the Writing Department is just a junior of the Terran Race, and it has such a powerful and desperately strong strength, could it be that this is the high-end combat power of the Terran Race? Could it be that the top combat power general of the Terran Race is actually even more terrifying than imagined!

After all, for so many years, no one, whether it is a demon race or a ghost race, has never fought against a person at the level of a general of the human race! All the measures of combat power are only rough speculations! Therefore, it is very likely that the demon race does not know the specific combat power of the human race.

This even more terrifying idea burst out of the red-haired demon's head, if his own speculation is true, then whether this war will start, whether the ghost clan will continue to participate in this invasion, is no longer up to him.

So it staggered to its feet and staggered away. It wants to report everything that just happened to the highest levels of the ghost clan and some of the old-timers!

Huangsong Mountain, the blood wolf cottage, the kind mountain bandits tossed for most of the night, they were already exhausted, and they slept soundly at this time.

On the thick wall, the big boss of the blood wolf cottage is sitting cross-legged, drinking alone under the moon, the sky is sprinkled with a piece of whiteness, and occasionally owls pass the village at night, cooing and foraging, and the insects in the grass are rushing one after another.

All this, outside the dim dense forest, seems to be another world, quiet and peaceful.

On the other side, the writing department carried the unconscious Ling Fei to a small lake, threw him into the lake casually, and then sat cross-legged on the spot, closing his eyes and recuperating.

On the other hand, in the middle of the lake, just where Ling Fei sank, bubbles kept coming out, and suddenly, the bubbles gurgled as if the water was boiling, and then a figure ejected from the lake and landed beside the writing department.

After Ling Fei was in a coma and was choked up in the water, his body popped out of the water with all his strength, and landed beside the text department, panting heavily, then he sat up, shook his head, wiped a handful of water on his face, and said, "I...... I didn't control it, and I went on a rampage again......"

After hearing this, the writing department slowly opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and said, "You know it very well." ”

"Well, I have a little impression, when I was in Yinjun Mountain before, I was often bullied by two old men to the point of rampage, and they also said in a beautiful name, to let me master the power after this rampage, when the consciousness is clear during the rampage, when will it be consummated. ”

The Writing Section thought for a moment and said, "That's not unreasonable, but how did they solve your state?"

At this time, Ling Fei had tears in his eyes, as if he recalled the full humiliation he had received, and he replied with some resentment: "How to solve it?" In their words, the child is not honest, most of the time his brain is broken, just beat him......

Speaking of this, Ling Fei's eyes had a complicated expression, resentment, desolation, helplessness, and humiliation, and he continued: "Every time I go on a rampage, they force me, but after each time, I don't lie in bed for half a month, and I don't want to ......move at all."

Suddenly, Ling Fei seemed to think of something, and in an instant, all the negative emotions of this heartless thing disappeared, and he asked the text department with a puzzled expression, "I went on a rampage just now, huh?"

The writing department was stunned for a moment, as if he had guessed why Ling Fei asked like this, and explained: "Well, I have indeed thought about this method, but ......"

While speaking, the writing department stood up and continued, "When you went berserk, your combat power chased the barren general, and I definitely couldn't beat it, but in that state, your spiritual consciousness is very weak, so I took a trick and hit your spiritual level." ”

"In a non-combat state, this blow may cause people to be dizzy for a short time, and in battle, when the mind is highly concentrated, it can be achieved in a momentary trance, but in terms of your mental state during the storm, I feel that I am already very merciful to my subordinates......"

After Ling Fei listened to the explanation of the writing department, the whole person was stunned in place, and after a while, he said with a look of admiration: "I'm dripping the sky, and there is this way, Boss Wen, you are generous." ”

After listening to this, the Writing Section glanced at Ling Fei with disdain, and continued: "This method can effectively stop you from going berserk, and it is impossible for the two seniors of Yinjun Mountain not to know this method, but on the premise of knowing, they still choose to deal with it forcibly, there must be a reason for them." ”

After hearing this, Ling Fei seemed to have thought of something, was slightly stunned, and said to the writing department: "I want to ...... I know the two of them, why did they forcibly knock me out of the rampage......"