Wang Anfeng dragged the white-clothed warrior to a considerable distance, threw it on the ground, questioned for a moment, and then dragged it back to the vicinity of the green horse, blocked its internal force, and threw it at the feet of the horse.

With the brute strength of this strange beast, a warrior without internal strength is by no means its opponent.

Fu left with the seriously injured black-clothed warrior, and according to the original question, or because he was eager for that glimmer of life, the black-clothed warrior who was originally quite arrogant was extremely well-behaved at this time, and he couldn't wait to tell Wang Anfeng everything he knew.

After asking the last question, the black-clothed warrior swallowed, and the smell of blood spread throughout his mouth.

Look up at the boy.

At this time, he was facing the light, and he could only see the general outline, as well as the wooden sword, and he was afraid in his heart, and subconsciously moved back with his hands on the ground, and his mouth was toothless, and he said vaguely:

"You said, tell the truth, you'll let us go."

Wang Anfeng raised his eyes to look at him, bowed his head slightly, and the wooden sword in his hand was backhanded.

The black-clothed warrior's heart was slightly relieved, and then a look of resentment appeared, at this moment, the young man's toes lightly picked, and a branch bounced up, and the black-clothed warrior's eyes subconsciously rose along the branch, and his breath suddenly stagnated.

Against the sun, there seemed to be a ghostly light flashing, and then a sore throat, and no longer conscious.

The boy leaned on the branch and stepped out slowly.

Threads of blood converged on the branches, ticking on the ground.

The white-clothed warrior was waiting outside and felt uneasy in his heart, so he watched Wang Anfeng walk out, his face first appeared to flatter, and then he saw the blood-stained branch, his expression changed suddenly, and he instinctively wanted to escape, but he was seriously injured and difficult to move, so he could only look at the young man unwillingly, and said hoarsely:

"You say, you don't kill us!"

Wang Anfeng's body method unfolded, like a wandering Hong, holding a wooden branch in his right hand, pressing his left hand on the tail, lightning appeared in front of the man, thunder flashed from the wooden branch, instantly condensed the spirit, a move stabbed, the sharp place made the man's breath stagnate, but a name suddenly appeared in his mind, and his eyes appeared frightened.

The wooden branch is like a sword, piercing directly into the throat, as if it can no longer withstand the internal force infusion, and it shatters halfway.

The man in white was seriously injured but not dead, and his eyes widened as he looked at the young man.

"Meaning...... It's hard to ......."

The wooden sword rose again, slashing through its throat, cutting off its last ounce of life.

From beginning to end, Wang Anfeng never gave them a single explanation.

Putting the sword into the sheath, the young man jumped on his horse, and with a soft shout, the horse turned around with a neighing sound, and headed towards the Fufeng Pass City in the north, with a calm expression and no relaxation.

These two people are just swords in the hands of those behind the scenes, and they know very little about them. Don't say who is directing them behind the scenes, even the power organization they are in is not clear, they only know that they follow their leader.

Murder or looting.

Who to kill, who to rob?

All at the behest of the leader.

This time, their goal is to keep alive the birthday team sent by the Fufeng Academy Palace to Qingfeng Jie, if it weren't for the Gong Yu in the team, I'm afraid they would have already made a move.

And even in the case of Gong Yu, the leader of the cultivation of the seventh rank still followed the team far behind with two eight-rank and the remaining nine-rank martial artists, and the thief's heart did not die, for leaving the team, Wang Anfeng, who clearly stated in the information that he had not reached the ninth grade, sent two nine-rank martial artists to come It is already prudent.

The young man's face was like a sinking lake, and there was already a guess in his mind about the cause of this incident.

There is anger and murder, but it is restrained.

For today's plan, Gong Yu's seniors should be notified first in case of accidents.

"Drive!"

With a soft snort, the speed of the green horse was raised again, leaving a trail of smoke and dust on the official road.

…………………………………………

Fufeng Guancheng.

A silver-feathered eagle circled for several weeks, gathered its wings, and fell straight down into a courtyard like an arrow, its wings shook, flying low in the air, a thin middle-aged man with a smile on his face, a whistle in his mouth, the eagle landed on the holster of his right arm, rubbed his chin affectionately, and caused a chuckle.

The middle-aged man teased the flying eagle with his left hand, and made a sharp and short sound in his mouth, the flying eagle responded according to the training, and after a while, the man's face became a little calm, and he took out a piece of fresh meat from the cloth pocket on his waist, threw it in the air, and let the flying eagle peck, and he turned around and entered the house.

In the room sat a man dressed in black, with an ancient face and an indigo on his forehead, which did not look like a human form.

The middle-aged man walked quickly to his side, lowered his head, and said in a low voice:

"Big brother, I missed."

His voice paused slightly, and he said again:

"The two of them, they didn't survive."

The clumsy man's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the respectful-looking subordinate next to him.

Although the latter's martial arts are only barely nine grades, he had an adventure when he was a teenager and rescued a pair of silver-feathered flying eagles, growing up with each other.

Since he said that he missed, there is no difference over there.

There was no fluctuation in his heart, his lips moved, and he said hoarsely:

"Didn't survive...... It seems that the information is wrong. ”

"Another eagle has caught up?"

The middle-aged man leaned over respectfully and said:

"Once gone, the kid's trail is still in his hands."

"Straight to the city."

The clumsy man bowed his head and said:

"Fufeng and his party are still in this closed city, presumably waiting for this library to guard."

"They don't need the Eagle to watch them just yet."

"The other one is released too."

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned.

During this time, they have been using flying eagles to confirm the movements of Gong Yu and his party.

Because Wang Anfeng left, it was already inconvenient to divide one, and even there was no way to monitor it for a period of time in each rotation, and now that he came back, he should fly over Guancheng to investigate Gong Yu and others, and then release it, wouldn't it be to completely give up other targets?

Just as he was distracted, he heard the boss suddenly speak:

"The third, the fourth."

The voice was not loud, but it could be heard by everyone in the room, showing a brilliant internal skill, and after a while, two figures turned out of the inner room, one was dark-skinned, tall, and each arm had five gold rings.

The other looks like Sven, dressed in a green shirt, often smiling when he meets people, with his left hand behind his back, and his right hand holding a jade fracture fan.

The two walked up to the clumsy man and saluted him respectfully, and the latter waved his hand casually and said:

"You two follow the trail of the eagle to find the kid."

"Gongyu Wupin master, there is really no flaw, I can't report too much hope, I give up but I am unwilling, I am here to watch."

"Both of you are about to break into the seventh rank, so you won't even be able to get a kid of the ninth rank at most......"

A sly smile appeared on the scribe's face, bowed slightly, and said:

"Jiupin seems to us to be just a naughty boy, and he can be caught at will."

"The question is, after you catch it...... How to dispose of it. ”

The clumsy man closed his eyes, fell silent, and said:

"The employer did not say that the parts must be complete......"

"Take a breath."

"I'll take care of the rest."