"Since I have met you, I will do a good deed and bury you in the ground. ”

Zhan Mufeng sighed, turned his palm into a sword, and split four ravines horizontally and vertically, and then slapped out with one palm, and the spiritual power turned into a huge grasp, and the rock in the middle of the ravines was pulled out as a whole, suspended in mid-air, leaving a big pit.

Zhan Mufeng swept his left palm, and a gust of wind passed, and all the severed limbs and wreckage were blown into the pit.

Subsequently, the whole rock that was originally suspended above the pit slowly turned into layers of powder and fell into the pit, leaving only the last palm-thick layer as the coffin lid.

After burying the corpses of these five people, Zhan Mufeng picked up the spirit core of the library scroll, suddenly saw a twisted sketch, picked it up, observed it for a long time, and couldn't help but wonder: "Oh, what is this?"

At this moment, the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power was captured by Zhan Mufeng.

"Come out, damn brute!" Zhan Mufeng said coldly.

As soon as Zhan Mufeng's words fell, three red-eyed blood fangs with changing hair colors all over their bodies quietly appeared, forming a triangle to surround the three of Zhan Mufeng.

It's really quiet, and Zhan Mufeng almost didn't notice it.

Among the three red-eyed blood fangs, two of them were Spirit King realm cultivators, but the other one turned out to be a Spirit Emperor one recultivation, and on the fangs, blood was still dripping.

It's no wonder that three of the previous five people were Spirit King Realm cultivators, but to no avail.

"Very good, as soon as I came in, I met the Spirit Emperor Realm spirit beast! Zhan Mufeng looked at the red-eyed blood fang in front of him lightly, and said, "This is what you yourself came up to die!"

"Oh, you ant is so arrogant, don't you know that Lord Bloodfang has already killed the three Spirit King Realms just now!"

The leader of the Akame-blood-fang-stricken said viciously: "Since you, a damned ant, are not afraid of death, then Lord Bloodfang-sama will use your heart to improve your cultivation, quack, die!"

Spirit beasts that have cultivated to such a strong realm often already know human language, but many times what they learn is nondescript.

It is rumored that if you cultivate into a more terrifying spirit beast, you can directly transform into a human and swagger around the human world.

Zhan Mufeng didn't take this red-eyed blood fang leader in his eyes at all, shook his head, and sighed: "It's really self-inflicted, and you can't live." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhan Mufeng had already rushed over like an arrow, and his fist was swung up, which was a fist shadow in the sky, and one enemy was three, which was a blast.

The leader of the red-eyed blood fang shouted angrily, it never thought that this little Spirit King Realm human cultivator would dare to despise himself so much, and flew towards Zhan Mufeng.

However, in just an instant, the leader of the Red Eye Blood Fang had lost the trace of Zhan Mufeng.

The wind rises, and the leaves drift away.

With the next breath, the Akame-Blooded Leader felt an aura that seemed to come from the netherworld of hell.

It was the breath of death.

However, the bloodthirsty spirit beast of the Red Eye Blood Fang was born to fight in the bloody wind and rain, they fought with natural enemies, fought with prey, fought with humans, fought with their own kind, and they never knew what it meant to be afraid.

In their eyes, gore is always the most insane and exciting thing that drives them crazy.

This time, Zhan Mufeng went straight into the knife with a single knife, without the slightest trick, without the slightest trick, without god-level spiritual power, but directly with his majestic energy, he blasted over, and wherever the iron fist strong wind went, all the grass, trees and rocks turned into powder.

The red-eyed blood fang whined, as if he was enraged by the ants in front of him, and the bloodthirstiness in the corners of his eyes became even richer, and he slammed it with a wave of steel claws.

Both sides are not tricky, they are completely fighting with force, and the strongest one wins, and nothing else.

"This Blood Fang Lord is a dignified spirit emperor, I can't clean up your little Spirit King, that Blood Fang Lord doesn't need to mess around!"

The leader of the Red Eye Blood Fang was confident that he could smash the ant in front of him with a single punch.

However, as soon as they fought, Akame's blood fang knew that he had miscalculated.

The two sides collided with their fists and claws, but there was a bang, and they fought for half a catty.

Zhan Mufeng snorted coldly, flew back slightly, and then turned over and went up again.

Akame's bloody fangs seemed to feel the endless humiliation, and its two front paws flew wildly, and the fierce energy blasted all around, as if even the air was about to be torn apart.

Even the chest of the leader of the blood fang was cut off by himself.

The blood splashed everywhere made the leader of this blood fang go crazy and become more and more bloodthirsty.

However, this red-eyed blood fang leader didn't know that Zhan Mufeng didn't use all his strength in this punch, otherwise, one punch would be enough.

On the other side, the other two red-eyed blood fangs saw that Zhan Mufeng had succumbed to the Spirit King Realm, and they actually faced the leader of the Red Eyed Blood Fangs who were heavy in the Spirit Emperor, and they couldn't help but be surprised, and pounced on them to help the leader kill Zhan Mufeng.

Punch after punch, fist to flesh, without the slightest trick, no god-level spiritual power, all of which are hard fought by their own skills.

Under the madness of the leader of the red-eyed blood fang, his spiritual power cultivation has increased greatly, and his power has become more and more fierce.

The other two Akame's blood fangs are under the influence of the leader, and the offensive is getting stronger and stronger.

Under the madness, the three red-eyed blood fangs attacked and defended quite tacitly.

The more Zhan Mufeng fights, the more arrogant he becomes, and he sneered in his heart, first use the three of you to practice your hands.

Thinking of this, Zhan Mufeng pretended that his spiritual power was constantly weakening, and it seemed that he only had the ability to parry, and he had no power to fight back.

After more than a dozen punches, Zhan Mufeng suddenly discovered that the seemingly chaotic fist technique of the leader of the red-eyed blood fang seemed to contain a set of quite profound techniques.

Legend has it that there are masters who specialize in secretly training spirit beasts and giving them powerful exercises, which are specially used to do some unsightly deeds.

It's just that this exercise is not in the eye.

Under the crazy attack of the three red-eyed blood fangs, Zhan Mufeng kept retreating and dodging, but he was able to remain undefeated.

After the leader of the Red Eye Blood Fang finished fighting a set of punches, Zhan Mufeng launched an attack.

One punch.

Just one punch.

The aura iron fist struck the front chest of the Akame Blood Fang leader with unmistakable accuracy, and the iron fist shot through the front chest, piercing through the back of the chest, and exploding a large area of trees.

A huge spirit core, the spirit core of the Spirit Emperor's heavy spirit beast, fell into the palm of Zhan Mufeng's palm.

Zhan Mufeng looked at the remaining two bare-eyed blood fangs lightly, his face full of disdain.

It was still the divine consciousness that reappeared, and it seemed to be very surprised, and it was still fleeting.

The leader of the Akamezu Blood Fang was killed, and the remaining two Akameku Blood Fangs no longer had the fighting spirit, and they wailed twice and wanted to escape.

Zhan Mufeng sneered twice, his body flew up, and he slammed two punches, killing the other two red-eyed blood fangs.

Looking at the spirit core of a Spirit Emperor Realm Red Eye Blood Fang in his hand, and two Spirit King Realm Red Eye Blood Fang spirit cores, Zhan Mufeng was still quite excited, remembering that he had tried every possible way to dig several chain pits before he killed the Wind Eye Demon Bear that was only equivalent to the Spirit Realm.

"It seems that the chaotic plum blossom pile body method that I practiced back then is still a little rusty, and the flaws of this red-eyed blood fang leader are not easy to find. Zhan Mufeng said with a smile.

Although it was still fleeting, but after appearing three times, Zhan Mufeng slowly found the master of that divine consciousness in his heart.

"I can't imagine it, I can't imagine that you broke through the Spirit Emperor Double Cultivation so quickly, and you also came to this Nine Separation Supreme Dynasty, but the master is not afraid of you at all, hum. Zhan Mufeng secretly sneered in his heart.

Zhan Mufeng's weakness just now was for the master of that divine sense.

Zhan Mufeng took out the sketch he found in the package just now, looked at it for a long time, and couldn't help but wonder: "What is this?"

If you look closely, the winding line on the map seems to be a secret.

In the depths of the Sea of Ghost Woods.

"Looks like this is a treasure map. Zhan Mufeng thought.

In fact, what made Zhan Mufeng most curious was the big seal in the lower right corner of the drawing-Chen Fu Baojian.

Chen's house?

Is it the Chen Mansion that will fight his father in three months?

So how do you explain these three men and two women?

Why did the Chen Mansion just send such cultivators to hunt for treasures?

Seeing that a few people were gorgeously dressed and carrying so many elixir spirit cores, Zhan Mufeng secretly thought that these five people would definitely not be just ordinary characters, and they were probably not ordinary subordinates of the Chen Mansion.

Could it be that Miss Qianjin, the young master of the Chen Mansion, sneaked out?

......

A series of questions made Zhan Mufeng eager to solve this mystery.

This treasure map obviously aroused the curiosity of Zhan Mufeng.

I carefully studied the map I had at hand.

Zhan Mufeng restrained his breath, cautiously followed the route drawn by the treasure map, and walked cautiously, as long as it was within sight, he would never rashly use his divine sense to spy on the situation.