Although Li Xianjun's injuries were serious, they did not hurt the vital point, and there were several deep wounds on his arms and legs, which showed that Feng Jingchen was completely merciless.

Lu Haitang bandaged it after a simple disinfection, looked at his eyebrows, and sighed faintly.

"What a good person, just born in this era."

Bao pointed to the entrance of the cave in the mountain and reminded, "Boss Lu, those people may still be looking for him, let's hide him." ”

In case Feng Jingchen comes back and sees this scene after finishing his work later, he may have to do it again.

"Hmm."

Lu Haitang put Li Xianjun's arm on his shoulder, put one hand around his waist, and helped him up, looking at the pale face and frowning slightly, he didn't know if he could survive it.

The entrance to the cave in the mountain seemed to have been inhabited by animals, and there was a smell, Lu Haitang couldn't stand it, so he directly took Li Xianjun to the side of the river and took out the simple tent.

At the same time, Feng Jingchen also quickly tracked Ji Sang's trail with Shadow Without a Trace, and after sensing that the enemy had stopped, he waved his hand to stop the person behind him after realizing that something was wrong.

"Observe first to avoid fraud."

The people of the Beidi Shadows have always acted insidiously and cunningly, and they are no less inferior than him, and as a person of the same kind, they naturally know what the other party wants to do.

The surrounding trees are leafy, which is very suitable for hiding, and the ground between the trees is full of dead branches and rotten leaves, and a pit will be concave when you step on it.

Shadow Wuxian carefully observed the movement in front of him, and suddenly countless silver needles on the ground broke through the ground densely, flying straight towards them, and hurriedly swung his sword to resist.

"Lord, there is an ambush!"

The sound of the sword body and the silver needle colliding came, and those people in the dark pulled their bows and shot arrows, forcing Feng Jingchen and the others, who were caught off guard, back more than ten meters.

Feng Jingchen didn't expect the black-robed assassins to set up the trap so quickly, holding the Frost Remnant Sword in their hands to operate their internal force, and countless snowflakes surrounded and resisted in front of him, condensing into a seemingly weak but incomparably hard frost.

The subordinates behind him didn't feel the poison on the silver needle, and their whole bodies were itchy, and they began to fester, and they were drenched in cold sweat.

"Ah!! Lord, this silver needle ......"

Feng Jingchen frowned slightly, looked at this group of subordinates who were in the way, raised his sword and approached the dark killer who released arrows on the opposite side, and said coldly:

"Disperse your positions!"

As soon as the words fell, the long sword in his hand was already dripping with blood, and in an instant, eight lives had been collected, and the corpses fell from the trees one after another.

Feng Jingchen's body was not stained with blood, and he was still handsome and unparalleled in the snow forging, and he did not lose his luxurious and elegant temperament in this forest, but in the eyes of the enemy, he was as terrifying as a killing god.

Shadow Without a Trace took his subordinates who were not poisoned from behind, and killed all those who secretly released arrows, and when he turned around, he was no longer the Lord's figure.

Ji Sang finally couldn't sit still, and when Feng Jingchen easily collected the lives of thirty people, he wanted to sneak attack behind him with a cane, the hatred in his eyes was like substance, and he waved his crutches and hit Feng Jingchen's vital point with his eyes split.

"The wind is coming!"

Countless wind blades were extremely sharp, sharpening iron like clay, and forcibly cut a few scratches on Feng Jingchen's sword body.

Feng Jingchen naturally wouldn't let Ji Sang's sneak attack succeed, he turned around and quickly broke through the air flow in the center of the wind blade, standing in the air, the sword body turned into ten thousand lights and shadows, and countless red snowflakes scattered down.

"Hehe, that's it? Let's come here. Chill and hate snow! ”

He has the certainty of victory, and within three moves, he will get his dog's life!

Jisan's internal breath was unstable, after all, there was no young man with strong physical fitness, and it took a lot of effort just to use this trick.

Seeing that the snowflakes were invisibly surrounded by a thread, he used his crutches to slam into the ground, and the air flow spiraled upwards to form a protective shield to resist the snowflakes' attacks.

However, the snowflakes eroded the wind shield little by little, and soon broke the power, so that the crutches could only be stretched horizontally again, and the three wind dragons rushed out in different directions.

"Roar!!

The roar of the wind and the sound of falling leaves around him were heard, and the blood web woven by red snowflakes dissipated into the air

The corners of Feng Jingchen's lips hooked slightly, looking at Ji Sang, who was supporting his body with a cane after using this move, he raised his hand to easily defeat the seemingly powerful wind dragon.

"There's one last trick left, the snow is impermanent, can you still hold on?"

This Xue Zhai swordsmanship has overcome everything, and the ancient spectrum that has been painstakingly researched is not so easy to be defeated.

Ji Sang restrained the hatred in his eyes, looked at Feng Jingchen, who was careless and effortless at all, and was shocked that his powerful internal force could be consumed for so long.

After a moment of breath, he flew up as if he were dead, wrapped his crutches in the air current, and slammed into it with the force of the wind.

"Come on, today you will either die or I will die!"

In just an instant, the two of them had already passed countless moves, and all the trees around them were cut off by the sword qi, and they were in a mess.

Feng Jingchen pulled out an extremely beautiful sword flower, injured Ji Sang's wrist, picked up the cane in his hand, kicked it to the ground, and snorted coldly:

"This king knows that you are from Beidi and want to help Xichuan? Don't be in such a hurry, the next one is Beidi. ”

Originally, they wanted to destroy the Nanyue Kingdom first, but at this time, they could only change their plans, and after capturing Xichuan, they would take Beidi directly, and it was expected that no matter how fast they reflected, they would not have time to make a defense.

Ji Sang fell to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood violently, looking at Feng Jingchen who was not at all desperate, he was going downhill, but Feng Jingchen was getting stronger and stronger, I am afraid that no one in the entire Youyue Continent will be invincible.

Just as he was about to break the net, a string of bells rang, and out of the forest came a very cute girl wearing a green skirt with two braids, with bells tied to her feet, and appeared in front of the two of them.

"Oops, late?"

Ling'er tilted her head and looked at the old man on the ground, then looked at the man in white standing on the broken tree trunk, and after confirming that the old man was the person her master asked her to save, she took out the flute on her waist.

Feng Jingchen frowned slightly, he didn't notice this girl's aura at all, and there were no similar characters in the Youyue Continent, so he was instantly vigilant.

"Who are you?"

Ling'er looked up at the extremely handsome man in the snow forging and shook her head, as if she was in pity.

"Master, I can't tell you! You're the bad guy. ”

After that, he put the jade flute to his lips and played it, and the sound of the flute was extremely weird, like the babbling of the door in the middle of the night, which was difficult to hear.

Jisang's eyes lit up, but he had the impression that this was a long-lost requiem on the rivers and lakes!

It is rumored that the owner of the Requiem is the first martial god to enter the pivotal realm, but he has long disappeared from the rivers and lakes, and he doesn't know where he lives in seclusion.

Feng Jingchen clenched his long sword, and did not hesitate to make the strongest move, the temperature around him plummeted, and crystal clear snowflakes appeared out of thin air, floating around the three of them, and time seemed to freeze.

The snowflakes also drifted very slowly, approaching Ling'er and Jisan little by little, and landed on Jisang's legs, who wanted to escape, instantly freezing them, and the frost spread, but they couldn't resist the strange rhythm.

Ling'er didn't panic at all, looking at the snowflakes close at hand, the sound of the flute suddenly became extremely sharp, almost piercing Rao's eardrums.

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