The leader saw Liu Peng rushing into the woods, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, as if Liu Peng had become a lamb to be slaughtered.

As soon as he rushed into the woods for ten meters, Liu Peng felt that something was wrong, the surroundings were quiet, there was no sound of birds and beasts, he secretly said in his heart that something was wrong, and just about to retreat, a large net swooped down from the top of the woods and headed towards him.

"Humph!" Liu Peng was in danger, and the retreat around him was completely closed by this big net covering from top to bottom, and he could only fight a bloody way out of the net.

Otherwise, once he is restricted from moving by this big net, even if he has the ability to reach the sky, he will become a lamb to the slaughter.

Under the blessing of internal force, the Black Iron Rank Buddha Disciple Sword erupted with an invisible deep cold aura, and waved his hand to slash out eighteen swords in a row towards the big net covered in the air, and by the time the big net fell, it had completely become pieces.

However, there were still a few broken nets that fell on his body, and Liu Peng shook them out with a shock of internal force. At this moment, two loud noises suddenly came from behind him, and the powerful sound of breaking the air rubbed the air, Liu Peng didn't dare to look back, and used the water wave power to the limit and stepped on the tree branch, and flew on the tree pole in a few moments.

But this is not the end, the sky suddenly rained arrows, Liu Peng secretly said in his heart that something was wrong, his body immediately jumped down, and he was about to fall to the ground, and there was a powerful sound of breaking the air behind him again.

Phew!

Liu Peng was holding the sword of the Buddha, and before he could stand up, his feet suddenly became weak, and his body fell downward.

"Oops!" Liu Peng cursed in his heart, and had already greeted all the female relatives and friends of the family who designed these organs dozens of times.

But the crisis in front of him has not been resolved, there are sharp iron arrows around the trap, and there are dense broken swords below, seeing that the soles of his feet are about to land, and the black iron-grade purple and gold boots on his feet are about to have a close contact with them.

Suddenly, Liu Peng inserted the Buddhist sword in his hand into the cliff, stepped on the sword with his arm strength, and jumped out. Then, a purple gold rope appeared in the palm of his hand, and he wrapped it around the Buddha disciple sword in the trap, and with a shock to his arm, the black iron grade Buddha disciple sword automatically flew out, Liu Peng raised his hand and held it in his hand, and put away the black iron grade purple gold rope.

One after another assassination methods, even the Buddha will be furious.

What's more, it's Liu Peng, his Dharma has not yet cultivated to the level of the Buddha's master. Looking at the direction of the mountain road, a rich killing intent came out of his eyes, and without the slightest concealment, the water wave power worked, turning into a lightning bolt and rushing out.

The bandits outside thought that Liu Peng was dead under a series of traps, and there was no place to bury, so they walked out one by one with a smug face.

At this moment, Liu Peng's figure rushed out of the woods, and the black iron-level Buddha Disciple Sword in his hand turned into a cold light, and after the cold light, a human head would fly up to the sky.

"Ah...... Come on! It's the devil. ”

I don't know that the bandit screamed miserably, holding his broken arm and rushing frantically down the mountain.

"Stop it! If anyone dares to escape, Lao Tzu will kill him. The leading man slashed off the head of a bandit who was about to escape, and shouted around.

It's fine that he doesn't do this, but his effect is counterproductive, and the bandits around him are even more crazy, and they are desperately fleeing in all directions.

Liu Peng also found the leader at this time, the corners of his mouth were cold, his body jumped, and he flew over from the air, and the black iron level Buddha disciple sword stabbed forward.

But in the eyes of this big man, Liu Peng's sword without fancy is the king of Hades, the speed is amazing, although he wants to raise the steel knife in his hand to resist, but the steel knife has not touched the sword of the Buddha, and his throat has overflowed with a large amount of blood. With all kinds of emotions such as unwillingness and complexity, it seems that when he dies, he can't believe that he died like this.

After solving this big man, Liu Peng walked along the mountain road without stopping and walked towards Qingfeng Village without hurrying. He did this with two meanings, one was to take the opportunity to restore the consumed internal strength, and the other was to use this means to tell those ordinary bandits in Qingfeng Village that he, the king of Hades, was here, and if you don't escape from here, what awaits you will be a death.

Soon, Liu Peng's figure appeared on the waist.

Although the top of the mountain of Qingfeng Village is not very high, the whole mountain is only more than 30 meters, and if you are a timid person halfway up the mountain, you may be directly scared.

There is a simple pontoon bridge in front of it, and there is a lake more than ten meters below the pontoon bridge, and the two sides are quiet, and if you listen carefully, you can hear a slight breathing sound.

Liu Peng looked at the pontoon bridge opposite, this pontoon bridge is very long, with a distance of two hundred meters, even if he exerts the water wave power to the limit, he can't rush over it within a few breaths.

Moreover, the pontoon bridge is very dangerous, and if someone on the opposite side of the bridge cuts the ropes on both sides of the pontoon bridge during the crossing, the person who crosses the bridge will fall into the lake below.

Liu Peng's eyes froze, and he wanted to go to Qingfeng Village, obviously there was only this one way.

He believed that as long as he dared to step on this improvised pontoon bridge, someone on the other side would cut off the ropes on both sides of the pontoon bridge at the first time and bury himself in the lake below.

Time passed in minute by minute, Liu Peng raised his gaze and looked at the top of the mountain, where was the direction of Jinguang Temple, and nine hundred and ninety-nine steps plunged into the sky, dividing the sky into two.

As the abbot of Jinguang Temple, he shoulders the great hope of the Guangfu sect, if he encounters this danger and begins to retreat, what can he talk about in the future? Let's talk about killing the two masters of the righteous and demonic realms in the future.

Thinking of this, Liu Peng's heart rose with a sense of pride and soared into the sky, and his body was full of strong fighting intent, since they wanted to play, how could they not accompany him to the end, as for who can have the last laugh, let's see the high and low under our hands.

With a decision in his heart, Liu Peng no longer delayed, and walked calmly towards the pontoon, without performing any light exercises, and when he stepped on the pontoon bridge, he could vaguely hear the smug laughter of the people hidden in the shadows.

On the pontoon bridge, Liu Peng had already walked a third of the distance, and had begun to accumulate internal strength, ready to use water wave power to rush across the pontoon bridge in one fell swoop.

"Cut the rope!"

"Let's go!"

The rope of the pontoon bridge was cut by two bandits at the moment when Liu Peng had just performed the water wave skill, and a series of ripples swayed under Liu Peng's feet, and the whole person's body fell towards the lake below.

He is not a Da Luo Immortal, and he will not volley the means of emptiness.

The black iron-grade purple gold rope in his arms wanted to wrap around the giant tree on the shore, but unfortunately the rope broke, there was no suspense, and the two sections of the pontoon fell into the lake, splashing all over the sky.