I saw Cheng Feng reach out and stroke the head of a giant wolf at his feet, and the giant wolf whined as if he was flattering, as if he was complaining. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You...... Is it Wolf B? Cheng Feng said with some uncertainty, several wolves look exactly the same, and they really can't recognize it.

But this time he was blinded by Cheng Feng, and the giant wolf actually nodded.

"Little B, don't worry, your master will avenge your brother A now!" Cheng Feng patted its head, and then looked at Ah Qi again.

Then Cheng Feng's face turned cold, and he said, "You really shouldn't appear in front of me again......!" ”

Kindness? Ah Qi felt a chill in his heart, and the palm holding the long sword tightened suddenly.

Coming back to you? Could it be that we've seen it before? Ah Qi quickly recalled, but he couldn't remember it at all.

At this time, Ahri's figure came rapidly from a distance, breaking through the dense forest and appearing in the sight of the powerhouse of the Heavenly Evil Sect.

Nine tails swayed behind him irregularly, a pair of fox ears, and bewitching golden pupils made Ah Qi and the others immediately open their eyes.

Demon Clan? This breath ...... Is it the demon clan we've been chasing these days?

Ahri's appearance made the concerns of the powerhouses of the Heavenly Evil Sect disappear in an instant.

That boy is a genius from a certain big sect? Let's not say that this is just speculation, but even if it is true, what can it be?

The Heavenly Evil Sect has killed countless people, and each of its hands is stained with blood, and there are many sects in the Great Wilderness State, and the strong sects who died in their hands do not know how much, and there are even many small sects that have been uprooted because they have offended the Heavenly Evil Sect.

Even the twelve major sects, if there is a conflict of interest, they often draw their swords against each other and squander blood on the spot.

Now that he has seen the figure of the demon clan, how can Ah Qi have the slightest hesitation?

What's more, in Ah Qi's opinion, although the young man in front of him is strong, he is by no means his opponent....... You must know that he is not an ordinary ninth-order fighter, but a powerhouse who has already stepped into the realm of a fighter with half a foot.

It is even more a high-level technique that only the disciples of the inner sect of the Heavenly Evil Sect are qualified to cultivate, and they are fighting blood!

There have been countless killings, and the combat experience is not comparable to that of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

Even if he is a first-order fighting general, he has the power to fight.

Kill, kill the person in front of you! Capture that demon alive!

"Kill!"

With a soft drink, the long sword on Ah Qi's waist was suddenly pulled out, and the Dou Hai shook, and a layer of scarlet fighting qi wrapped the long sword in an instant, making the long sword that was already covered with blood seem to be rolling in blood.

In the next moment, the long sword brought up a wave of blood, coming straight towards Cheng Feng's chest.

Fast! Just as fast as lightning! It's even a point faster than the forward slash that Cheng Feng performed just now!

As he made a move, the other three disciples of the Heavenly Evil Sect also pounced at the same time, but because his strength was much worse than Ah Qi's, as soon as he took a few steps, Ah Qi's long sword had already arrived in front of Cheng Feng.

I saw Cheng Feng's eyes narrow, a fierce wind blew under his feet, and the Storm Sword in his hand brought up a sword shadow and roared forward.

Slash Flash!

"Ding!"

There was a crisp sound, and the blades intersected.

In the next moment, Ah Qi's face changed, and he found that the blood battle qi on his long sword was broken alive, and then a violent force passed along the long sword to his wrist, almost breaking free from the long sword in his hand.

How can it be? This young man's aura is obviously just an eighth-order fighter...... No matter how strong it is, at most half a foot has stepped into the ninth order, how can it be easy to block my sword?

Just when Ah Qi was shocked, Cheng Feng's momentum skyrocketed, and the wind around him rose.

Attack talent, rage, open!

Exhaustion, open!

The exhaustion skill was cast by Cheng Feng without hesitation, although Ah Qi noticed the abnormality at the first time, he couldn't dodge this weird skill at all, and was immediately hit by the exhaustion skill.

At the moment of the long sword confrontation just now, Cheng Feng had already judged the true strength of the other party, and he was afraid that it was three points stronger than the Cheng family's great worship, who was also a ninth-order fighter.

It is likely that it has reached the verge of breaking through the first-order fighting generals.

But so what?

Under the exhaustion skill, a tiger has to turn into a sick cat for Lao Tzu first!

With the exhaustion skill in his body, Ah Qi suddenly felt that the fighting energy in his Douhai was rapidly draining, and it actually dissipated more than three layers in an instant, pressing down his ninth-order doushi realm alive, and almost falling directly to the strength of an eighth-order doushi.

How is this possible? Ah Qi was shocked, and immediately gave up his attack on Cheng Feng, and immediately made a decision, and his body retreated backwards.

The confrontation between the two is extremely fast, and it all happens just between lightning and flint.

The corners of Cheng Feng's mouth curled, taking advantage of your illness to kill you? It's naïve to want to go back!

"Slash Flash!"

A second steel slash flash followed, faster and more powerful than the sword just now.

With a sharp sound of breaking the air, a bloody light erupted from Ah Qi's shoulder, and the sword was actually dodged by him between the lightning and flint, leaving only a narrow wound on his shoulder.

What kind of vindictiveness is this? Wind system vindictive?

Withdraw! Retreat! At this time, the exhaustion skill still existed, and Ah Qi didn't dare to fight Cheng Feng at all, so he could only frantically mobilize his fighting spirit to escape from the battle circle.

At this moment, Cheng Feng's long sword moved again.

The third sword!

"Slash steel flash, whirlwind slash!"

This sword did not stab at Ah Qi, but swept towards Ah Qi at random.

Immediately after, a tornado instantly condensed, detached from the long sword, and swept towards Ah Qi.

The tornado appeared very suddenly, the distance between the two was less than three meters, and after the tornado appeared, before Ah Qi could react, his body had already been wrapped in it.

The wind howled, the tornado raged, and the whirlwind was six or seven meters high, as if countless sharp blades were spinning, easily tearing apart Ah Qi's skin.

"No!"

Ah Qi screamed miserably, and the battle blood and fighting spirit were running wildly, wanting to rush out of the tornado.

But it was all in vain.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Blood sprayed out, skin was torn, and the bloody fighting spirit that erupted was also crushed, and in the blink of an eye, Kung Fu Ah Qi had become a bloody man.

"Whew!"

The tornado lasted for a few seconds before it collapsed as if it had lost its energy, and Ashina's mud-like corpse fell from mid-air and slammed to the ground with a thud.

Not far away, the three disciples of the Heavenly Evil Sect were already frightened, and they originally planned to solve Cheng Feng with Ah Qi first, and then capture Ah Li, but they didn't even have a chance to make a move during the whole process, and Ah Qi was already dead.

And the death is so miserable.

How so? Lord Ah Qi has cultivated the battle blood fighting spirit, and he is a strong man who has stepped into the first-order fighting general with half a foot.

The guy in front of him obviously looked like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and the aura that burst out when he killed Xu Fatzi was only an eighth-order fighter...... Why is this happening? (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )