Chapter 44 Look at each other in pairs

In the west of Baiyun City, in a remote alley, Ding Peng, who was dressed in a black robe, walked slowly inside, and the surrounding warriors hurriedly walked past Ding Peng, and glanced at this wooden man a few times curiously. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Coming to the end of the alley, Ding Peng stepped into a stone house that had been abandoned for a long time, but saw a few warriors sitting around the stone house barbecue, about seven or eight people, there were men and women, Ding Peng sniffed and snorted coldly;

"Leave the meat behind, get out!"

"Where did this bastard come from, grabbing meat so openly!" A woman shouted angrily;

Several people took out the weapons they were carrying, and were about to give Ding Peng a little color, but they saw one of the men looking at Ding Peng in disbelief, and then grabbed a few companions around him, and muttered a few words softly, several people were shocked, and suddenly lost their temper, and cautiously retreated out of the stone house, only the woman glared at Ding Peng fiercely.

When everyone was gone, Ding Peng slowly came to the fire, grabbed a piece of barbecue and took a bite, waited for a while, and after making sure that no one came back, he came to the inner room of the stone house, stretched out his left hand to touch the wall, and knocked gently;

The echo of "beep" sounded, Ding Peng used his true qi and slammed his fist into the stone wall with a "boom", the stone wall broke a big hole in response, but there was a hidden secret room inside, and a man covered in blood in the secret room was leaning on the corner of the wall, staring at Ding Peng who walked into the secret room with vigilant eyes, and asked;

"Who are you?"

Ding Peng replied expressionlessly; "People passing by, I didn't expect there to be people in this dilapidated stone house."

The man covered his mouth and coughed a few times, but he coughed up blood all over his hands, and looked up at Ding Peng weakly, obviously dying soon, Ding Peng knew that if no one found this man, he would drag this broken body to live forever, but at this time he was really going to die;

"This young man, who is a disciple of the Iron Blood Pavilion, has been dying for a short time because he was killed by a traitor, I hope the young man will bring this news to the Iron Blood Pavilion and hand over this box to my master!" As he spoke, he took out a small wooden box;

System prompts; Do you accept the 'Iron Blood Pavilion Disciple's Last Wish'?

Ding Peng nodded at the man and said; "Yes."

After Ding Peng accepted the task, the man leaning on the corner showed a peaceful smile, and then his head tilted and he lost his breath, Ding Peng took a few steps forward and picked up the wooden box, and then turned to leave.

Outside Baiyun City, Ding Peng was riding on a yellow-maned horse with a wooden expression, his empty eyes did not have the slightest focus, and at the resource collection point not far away, several older women were talking and laughing about collecting resources, this is the way of life chosen by the people who don't like to fight, they will sell the collected resources in exchange for spiritual energy, and live in the Pangu world.

Several big men suddenly appeared and rushed at the women, with cruel smiles on their faces, and swung their butcher knives at the women, who screamed in panic, but were powerless to stop it.

There are too many such things, and the warrior thinks that he is superior by virtue of his own force, and he kills these skilled people at will, and he doesn't need a reason to kill people at all, maybe he is just in a bad mood, or maybe he just learns new moves, and he uses these skilled people to try the knife.

A dazzling sword light suddenly pierced into the crowd, it was a man in a white robe, just a blink of an eye, several murderous men were cut to the ground, the women stepped forward to express their gratitude, but saw that the man had left without looking back.

One on foot, one on horseback, the two hollow-eyed figures were getting closer and closer, and just as the two were about to pass by again, the man in white spoke;

"Name?"

Ding Peng tugged at the corners of his mouth; "Ding Peng!"

The man in white paused and introduced himself; "Frost White."

Ding Peng nodded as a greeting, and Frost Baiyi asked again; "Leaving?"

Ding Peng nodded again, and the frost white clothes were silent for a while, then pulled out the sword on his waist and spoke;

"Make a move!"

Ding Peng was stunned, and then nodded; "Come on!"

Frost Baiyi's eyes froze, his gaze instantly regained his clarity, flying under his feet, and the sharp sword light stabbed straight at Ding Peng on horseback, Ding Peng's gaze was still confused, stretched out two fingers and snorted coldly in his heart, a dark light suddenly wrapped these two fingers, and jumped up two inches high;

"Bang!"

Black Flame blocked the way of the sword light, and Frost White Yi seemed to have expected it, withdrew to adjust his posture, and stabbed from another direction;

"Bang!"

But he was blocked by the black flame, 'Bang Bang Bang Bang ......' Frost Baiyi kept adjusting the direction, sword after sword, one sword faster than a sword attacking Ding Peng, but saw that Ding Peng was still sitting on horseback, his eyes changed back and forth between confusion and emptiness, and he only used two fingers to block all the attacks of Frost Baiyi.

No matter how tricky the angle, no matter how wonderful the trick, Ding Peng seemed to be able to see through his attack line and directly block his sword light.

The frost white clothes flew back, standing not far in front of Ding Peng, silent for a while, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand tightly, and a powerful battle intent burst out from his eyes;

"Last resort!"

Ding Peng looked at the frost white clothes in front of him with a calm face, a momentum rose from the frost white clothes, and the cold wind spread to the surroundings, Ding Peng was secretly frightened; "I actually grasped a trace of sword intent so quickly!"

"Huh!"

The body of the frost white clothes rose from the ground, jumped up a few feet, Ding Peng's blurred eyes raised slightly, but saw the figure of the frost white clothes suddenly disappear in his sight, and the sharp perception transmitted a dangerous signal, Ding Peng instantly got out of the state of self-cultivation, patted the horse's back with both hands, and the body quickly fell back, and the strong black flames quickly condensed in front of Ding Peng, forming a defense for Ding Peng;

"Flying Immortals!"

When the frost white clothes reappeared, even the human sword had already appeared above the yellow-maned horse's head, and the fierce and domineering sword directly split the yellow-maned horse in two.

"Bang bang!" Two loud noises came, it was the sound of the yellow-maned horse's corpse flying to the ground, and through the yellow-maned horse's corpse, Ding Peng and Frost Baiyi looked at each other.

After a while, the frost white clothes calmed down the surging true qi in his body, slowly put away his sword and spoke; "It's not your opponent, that's it!"

Ding Peng's gaze returned to a hollowness, and he replied lightly; "You're strong!"

Ding Peng really admires Frost White, the Pangu World has only been open for a month, and the other party has no experience of more than a hundred years, so he can actually have a hint of threat to himself at this time, Frost Whitecloth is indeed a genius.

Glancing at the corpse of the yellow-maned horse, Frost White said; "The horse is gone, I'll pay you one"

Ding Peng shook his head and said; "It doesn't matter, you don't have to mind."

Frost Baiyi ignored Ding Peng's refusal at all, turned around and pointed ahead; "Over there, there's a purple eagle!"

"Purple eagles? Could it be a purple electric golden eagle? Ding Peng was secretly surprised in his heart and asked; In which direction? ”

"You can't find it!" Frost White replied directly without the slightest tact;

Ding Peng smiled bitterly and nodded, now he was a little used to the short and straightforward expression of frost white clothes;

"Then lead the way!"