A moment ago, it was still poisoned into gossip, and one person formed a formation, with monstrous energy, invincible, and almost invincible.

The next moment, he went directly to both ends of his body, and he didn't blink an eye.

Such a flip was so intense and shocking that Mei Feng's brain could hardly react, but immediately, the piercing chill instantly swallowed his whole person, making the hairs on the back of his neck stand up instantly.

No, not good!

Wang Anfeng's face was cold and hard, standing on his horse, looking at him lightly.

The wound that had just burst on his body was forcibly tightened by Wang Anfeng's muscles, and nothing unusual was exposed.

But the indescribable swelling pain still made him almost can't help but cry out.

Fang Cai's gossip poison array is the accumulation of Zhao Guang's lifelong hatred.

A six-rank elder with a big sect who devoted his life to living only for revenge.

And this poisonous fog is the various strange poisons that this madman has only collected after thinking about it day and night for thirty years, regardless of the cost, secretly combining the gossip of heaven and earth, circulating with each other, and the power is naturally stronger by three points, and just now Wang Anfeng relied on his own cultivation of mixed yuan skills to forcibly mix these poisonous fogs with Zhao Guang's poisonous skills, swallowed them into the body together, and turned them into vitality.

With this huge vitality, he slashed a knife far beyond his cultivation.

But he didn't expect that the sheer purity of this poisonous mist would be much more than that.

Just cut out a knife, the internal force in the body was empty a lot in an instant, and the poisonous mist outside took advantage of the situation, and was turned into rolling vitality by the mixed yuan gong body, and it was blocked in the meridians around the young man's body.

If Mei Feng detects it, I'm afraid it will fall into a crisis.

Wang Anfeng's mind was clear, but his face did not show the slightest movement, he immediately narrowed his eyes, raised the heavy knife, and slowly withdrew it behind his backhand with his backhand, his movements and demeanor were all calm.

The heavy knife is like ink, and the edge is cold.

Under the blade, there were already nearly ten people doing ghosts, and there was not the slightest trace of blood on the blade at this time.

Wang Anfeng's movements were extremely slow.

Every time you move, the rolling vitality in the meridians will vibrate, and even break out of the body slightly, bringing greater pain.

Even if he practiced the pinnacle of Shaolin horizontal training, he could eat the savings of a sixth-grade martial artist for thirty years, even with his martial arts, it would be difficult to get rid of it for a while.

His mind turned, but the look on the young man's face was still indifferent, still cold and hard, and a pair of black eyes did not contain any emotion, just looked at Mei Feng who was pale and pale.

Mei Feng subconsciously took half a step back.

At this time, he didn't have the slightest fighting intent in his heart, he couldn't wait to run away, the essence of the poisonous dragon just now, the madness and ruthlessness of Zhao Guang's methods, in the end of this life, he didn't know if he could achieve it, and even in the depths of his heart, he had already come to a conclusion.

In his life, even if his martial arts will continue to improve, if he doesn't have much chance, it is almost a fool's dream to achieve Zhao Guang's level.

But in the blink of an eye, the master who had already made him feel beyond his reach, the old man who had accumulated thirty years of hatred and was even more crazy, was destroyed by the young warrior in front of him, and directly chopped off the good head, with the purity of his poisonous skills, he did not have the slightest power to fight back, and was forcibly killed by the poisonous dragon energy that was cut by life.

Since he already has such martial arts, he has to wait until his opponent performs the strongest move, and then kill him directly with a single sword.

What a domineering thing this is!

What kind of arrogant self-confidence is this?!

Mei Feng was desperate for a while, but in addition to despair, there was also jealousy, and he was also full of murderous intentions, but even so, he didn't dare to make the slightest move.

He could feel it.

The indifferent gaze of the young man in front of him was falling on him.

At this time, the poisonous fog has gradually dissipated, but around the young man's body, there is still a vast and majestic energy, faintly agitating left and right, as if he is accumulating strength, it seems that the next moment, there will be a knife like thunder, slashing down from top to bottom, chopping down his Liuyang Kui directly.

Mei Feng's body trembled slightly.

The despair in my heart became more and more depressed with the low sound of the knife.

The...... Mortal.

If you knew this, you should have left directly, and you wouldn't have set yourself on fire to such a point.

Wang Anfeng glanced lightly at the middle-aged man in front of him who had lost his heart and couldn't see that he was strong and middle-class, but he was slightly relieved in his heart, thinking about his plan, he didn't take the opportunity to drive the horse away, but spoke slowly, and said:

"Today, I will not kill you."

"You send a message to the Lord of the Immortal Pavilion on behalf of you."

Mei Feng just breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he heard this sentence, he was slightly stunned, and then he thought of something, his heart instantly retracted, and he raised his head suddenly, his face was pale, and there was only a look of horror in the depths of his eyes.

Difficult, isn't it......

Wang Anfeng's right foot lightly knocked the horse's belly, the red thin horse raised its head, its mane was flying, although it was skinny, but it had its own proud demeanor, the young man in ink looked indifferent, he hid the knife in his hand, and the heavy knife was firmly on his back, as if because of loneliness, he roared in a low voice.

The voice was solemn, mixed with the voice of the young man, and it was almost impossible to tell whether it was a knife as a human voice, or a knife as a human sound.

"I heard that the master of the Ageless Pavilion has the world's famous wine, and Changchun is not old."

"A certain heart is very happy."

"I'm going to go into the mountains to get wine soon, remember ......"

In the indifferent voice, the thin horse strode forward, and with each step, there was a flame burning on the ground, and the three breaths dispersed, which was extremely miraculous, and also made Mei Feng's heart continue to sink.

As a five-rank master, the master of the Immortal Pavilion is naturally extraordinary, and his martial arts are naturally extraordinary, and he only has the qualifications to look up.

But at this time, he didn't know if the pavilion master, who was like an immortal, could withstand the knife of this madman.

Thinking of Fang Cai's domineering knife that shattered the sky and clouds, Mei Feng's heart trembled, he staggered back two steps, leaned on the trunk of the tree, and slowly sat on the ground, with both dazed and fearful in his heart, as well as the joy of escaping, and finally laughed miserably:

"Maniac ......"

"Really crazy......"

……………………………………

At this time, the red horse took Wang Anfeng and walked quickly, and in a blink of an eye, he had swept out of the distance of Lixu and turned to the bottom of the mountain, as if he understood that the person behind him could no longer see himself, and the footsteps of the thin horse slowed down in an instant, and he was as powerful as a dragon walking on the ground, but now he was listless, his mane was drooping, his eyes were half-narrowed, and he walked forward slowly.

The corners of Wang Anfeng's mouth twitched.

"You'd better go faster......"

The horse neighed lazily, Wang Anfeng couldn't understand the horse's language, but the horse's speed was even slower, almost almost the same as walking, which made the young man have a headache, and said in a low voice:

"Aren't you very energetic?"

The skinny horse snorted disdainfully.

After walking for a while, the horse took Wang Anfeng down the mountain from another direction, and at this moment, the sound of hunting and breaking the sky came from the distance, and two figures wearing red clothes and holding war knives stepped into the air, and in a blink of an eye, they had already swept past Wang Anfeng and rushed towards the top of the mountain.

The boy's heart finally relaxed completely.

The people from the Great Qin Criminal Department came.

Retracted his gaze, but found that the horse under him stood with his head high, his mane moved with the wind, and his proud bones were towering, almost like a dragon in the world, majestic, Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned, and at this time, the two figures fell on the mountain, and they couldn't see it anymore.

The red horse, who was still extremely powerful just now, instantly stood down, became lazy and lazy again, snorted, and walked forward slowly.

The corners of Wang Anfeng's mouth twitched slightly, he looked at the lazy horse under his crotch, and then turned his head to look at the traces of strength left by the two six-rank masters in the sky just now.

He understood.

This stinky horse......

Sure enough, it is worthy of the mount that the third master fancies.

With a sigh, Wang Anfeng could only let this horse trot forward lazily and lazily, while he himself was sitting on the horse's back, thinking about the 'fall' of the next move, and only then sighed what he said to Mei Feng, but it was just a trick, planning to use the power of killing Zhao Guang in an instant with just one move, so that this six-rank martial artist misestimated his strength, and then relied on his confession to create a powerful opponent for the Immortal Pavilion that did not exist.

When the Immortal Pavilion was on guard because of this opponent, he secretly transferred Chuan Lian and Meng Yuexue to Fufeng County.

Do one thing as a front for another.

And how to make the entire Immortal Pavilion fall into the vigilance of a great enemy is the second move.

At this step, he had already figured out how to go down.

It is awaiting implementation.

While thinking, he reached into his arms and took out a delicate jade bottle, which contained a special elixir that stimulated the acceleration of the Golden Bell Jar, and was ready to use the internal power to extract the vitality filled in the meridians, incorporate it into himself, and refine the body.

But just opened the jade bottle, and before he had time to swallow it, Wang Anfeng felt a feeling like nausea coming to his heart, almost instinctively shot, anxious as thunder, and re-plugged the jade bottle, his face was facing the side, he opened his mouth, and breathed heavily.

Okay, I want to throw up......

swallowed seventy percent of the poisonous skills of the sixth-grade martial artist at one time, plus thirty years of savings.

This time, he really 'ate up'.

PS: The first update is presented......

Thank you for the reward of the three dragons, thank you very much (hug the fist)

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors