Chapter 4: The Sea of Corpses

The scholar ran over and patted Qin Feng on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't care, maybe the instructor is just a good intention!"

Qin Feng didn't pay too much attention to it, but he always felt a little awkward.

Nothing was said all night.

On the second day, the group rushed to the outside of the demon battlefield early.

A sea of corpses.

Standing on a hill and looking out from afar. The endless hills were littered with huge demon corpses.

Crimson blood stained the land, and the thick smell of blood and rancid stench filled the air and choked the nose.

Not far away, several demonized vultures with ugly appearances exuding a faint black aura and several times larger than ordinary vultures were tearing and eating the corpse of a Terran warrior.

The four muscles, arms, and skulls were torn apart one by one and eaten in big gulps, and the scene was simply miserable.

"Gross!"

Xing Feiyan covered her mouth, but she couldn't help but spit it out.

The scholar also frowned and said, "It's really cruel, is this the battlefield of subduing demons?" I didn't expect that for the sake of the peace of the human race, there would be people fighting in such a place. In the past, we lived so comfortably, and we were ashamed to ...... these people."

"You're going to die here soon......" Simon Liyuan sneered.

"Sin, sin, sin!" the flower monk chanted several Buddha horns.

The young Taoist priest on the side also said something in his mouth, as if he was overtaking the souls of those who died.

The muscular man frowned.

Only the Mobei swordsman had a solemn face, that is, he couldn't see sadness, he couldn't see any expression, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Qin Feng frowned, turned his head to look at Nangong Feixue, and saw her eyebrows tightly locked, with a heavy face.

Sizzle!

The sword in her hand was unsheathed, and she let out a pleasant moan. It was as if the sword had been hungry for blood for a long time......

"Kill!"

At the sound of the order, the other eight people looked at each other, and then their bodies moved, and they swept towards the bottom of the hill.

"One mile ahead, if you encounter any demon, kill it!"

Eight people, like mud pills into the sea......

At this moment, Qin Feng's heart was also full of blood and eager to try.

Living in the Shenlong Pavilion for many years, he never thought that someone would give up his life in this land, but in exchange for the peace of the entire continent.

At this time, he was full of enthusiasm and hatred, and like those ancestors, he poured into this battlefield to kill demons and demons.

Feeling Qin Feng's eagerness to try, Nangong Feixue threw a roll of his eyes at him.

"Follow me!"

Then his figure flashed and swept down the slope.

Qin Feng's eyes froze, and he plucked up his true qi and rushed all the way down.

A hundred zhang slope, such as a knife cut.

Nangong Feixue's body was as light as a swallow, holding a long sword and floating down, and the white clothes and white armor were like immortals.

Following him, Qin Feng was stunned at a glance.

"Don't keep up yet!"

Nangong Feixue shouted angrily.

Qin Feng hurriedly turned around, used his spiritual energy, and galloped away.

It's a pity that no matter how hard he tries, he still can't catch up.

Seeing that her face was still not red and her heart was not beating, Qin Feng was already panting. I can't help but secretly sum it up.

"It seems that you need to get a set of footwork, otherwise you can't catch up with the master with your foot power alone. ”

Secretly making up his mind, Qin Feng became more and more energetic on his feet.

Descending the slope and following Nangong Feixue around the huge demon bones that were still dripping with blood, Qin Feng saw the young Taoist Yu Qingzi who had taken the first step down.

I didn't expect him to find an opponent so quickly, and looking at the demon's appearance, it was actually a hundred-legged centipede.

This demon shell is black and shiny, and the shell is extremely hard.

The hundred feet are as sharp as a knife, and the torso is as thick as an adult.

There was a faint black demonic aura on its surface, and the back half of its body was hidden in a huge corpse, and it was impossible to see how long it was.

Against it, Yu Qingzi was not in a hurry. He took out a bright yellow talisman seal from the treasure bag on his waist and threw it into the air.

The hand pinch method is varied.

A faint white thunderbolt emanated from the talisman seal, and it shot towards Guan, a hundred-legged heavenly centipede.

The hundred-legged heavenly dragon didn't dodge or dodge, and let the talisman stick to its torso.

"The fighters are all arrayed in front!"

"Broken!"

There was a bang, and the rune turned into a ball of thunder and exploded.

The turbulent current instantly overflowed the whole body of the hundred-legged heavenly centipede!

Oh!

Its shrill wails emanated from the air.

Sting!

The hundred-legged centipede was instantly burned to blacken, and it stood in mid-air for half a sound before it fell straight upright.

"Not bad!"

With a light comment, Nangong Feixue lightly touched on her toes, and lightly landed on a huge beast bone, and looked at Qin Feng, who was stunned in place, and said impatiently.

"Don't keep up yet!"

Seeing that Qin Feng, who was fascinated by such magical means, came back to his senses, responded softly, "oh", jumped on top of the beast corpse, turned his head and smiled: "Let's go!"

Nangong Feixue frowned, but didn't say anything more. Fly in the other direction!

Hurriedly stepping on these huge beast corpses, Nangong Feixue was as superb as a dancer, holding a long sword behind him, gently flicking and stepping on it, and his posture was extremely elegant.

On the other hand, Qin Feng, because he had not learned footwork, although he had strong strength, he could only step over a beast corpse, and only after his body stood firm could he pause and continue to leap for a while.

stopped and walked in the middle, and Nangong Feixue stopped more than a dozen times.

Seeing that Qin Feng was so clumsy, Nangong Feixue finally couldn't help frowning, and looked at him with no annoyance: "Your strength is low, you can't even do footwork, you can't beat it, you can't escape." Do you dare to come to this demon battlefield? Could it be that I am wrong, you are not the son of a big family, but you were squeezed out and sent in to find death?"

"I ......"

Not allowing him to explain, Nangong Feixue sneered: "If you don't want to die, just keep up!"

Immediately, he ignored Qin Feng and jumped up, like an elf in the wind.

has been despised by this woman for a long time, Qin Feng is so arrogant, how can he admit defeat.

Don't care about arguing with her, Qin Feng gritted his teeth and jumped down from these beast corpses, let go of his spiritual sense, and quickly chased after them on the flat ground.

The corners of Nangong Feixue's mouth were lightly raised, and her feet were a little faster.

Qin Feng bit and opened his mouth to suck. Suddenly, the spiritual power of heaven and earth poured into the five internal organs, and the speed of the spiritual energy in the body doubled.

Brush......

A puff of dust rose from the red earth......

As if sensing that Qin Feng was approaching, Nangong Feixue glanced at it and saw that Qin Feng was approaching. sneered, and used seventy percent of his strength!

Seeing that she continued to accelerate, Qin Feng could only improve again.

"Triple the Spirit Qi flow rate!"

At this time, Qin Feng had already reached the speed of three steps, but because he was too fast, he shuttled through this corpse-ridden demon battlefield. Inevitably bump into each other, bump into it, either knock it over, or knock yourself into the air.

After a while, he was already covered with bags and wounds.

Feeling the strangeness behind him, Nangong Feixue's figure flashed and changed direction.

Qin Feng could only stop, a force could not be controlled, and directly hit a huge corpse.

The huge white bones were waist-thick, and they hit it like they had hit an iron wall.

With a bang, Qin Feng was knocked away.

He got up from the ground, grabbed a handful of dirt with both hands, held it in the palm of his hand, and grabbed it into a handful of flying ashes.

Looking up, he glanced up at the fluttering figure standing lightly on the white bones not far ahead, gritted his teeth, got up again and chased after him.