At night, the forest was deserted, and if it was before, the land would have fallen into a deep sleep, but today it is different.

People from several major sects were sent over to encircle and suppress Ling Feng, the purpose was to get the black gourd, as long as anyone got the gourd, they could raise the overall strength of the sect by a few grades, this kind of treasure, everyone would be moved.

Several sects sent teams to search for Ling Feng's figure, and as long as someone found out, it would be a signal to ignite, and they would rush over immediately.

In the center of the mountain, in a huge tent, the heads of several sects were holding a meeting inside, and the matter to be discussed at the meeting was naturally how to distribute the blood in the gourd after killing Ling Feng.

"Lord Qingmen, you Qingshan sent a lot of people this time, it seems that it is bound to get that gourd. A middle-aged man dressed as a sergeant said in a deep voice.

"Everyone is half a catty and eight taels, your elite disciples are not a hundred or eighty, presumably that Ling Feng is dead. ”

"But then again, everyone knows that gourd, if Ling Feng dies, shouldn't this gourd be discussed how to distribute it first?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bald-headed man got up, his face was full of horizontal meat, and he said in an arrogant tone: "The strength of my Cold Ice Gate is recognized, and I think I deserve seven tenths of the blood." ”

"What did you say?" An old man immediately got up and said: "What do you think your cold ice gate is, I am famous and famous, who doesn't give me a face in the blood world, you want to walk seven-tenths of the blood, then do we eat?"

"Why, if you are not convinced, let's go out and practice. The big man sneered.

"Okay, don't quarrel with the two of you, Ling Feng hasn't been found yet, what's the use of you arguing here. ”

A man wearing a black iron sword and carrying a large knife on his back spoke, and the other man's voice fell, and the two of them snorted and sat down.

Outside the tent, groups of people patrolled vigilantly, and whenever there was any wind blowing around, they would immediately use their swords to tear each other apart.

Rustling!

Suddenly, there was movement in the grass, and one of the teams immediately stopped, drew their weapons, and walked forward little by little.

A white rabbit jumped out, but the team relaxed, and one of them even grabbed the rabbit and prepared to go back and burn it.

"Then why hasn't Ling Feng been found yet, he won't have been killed. One muttered.

"Don't talk, we don't care about Ling Feng, just do our own thing. ”

Snort!

Just as the man finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and when his brain was still wondering what was going on, he found that his body was still standing in place.

"What's going on?" With this thought, the man's body also fell to the ground.

"Someone ......"

The people around were shocked, and before the word attack was spoken, several cold lights flashed, and several big heads flew into the sky, spewing out a large area of blood mist.

Flutter!

As the last person fell to the ground, it turned into a sea of blood, and a black shadow appeared silently, looking at the dead people on the ground, the long sword in his hand was extremely shiny, but not a drop of blood was stained.

"If you want to kill me Ling Feng, then let's see who kills whom. ”

Ling Feng whispered, and his body lightly disappeared into the grass, crouching in it for about half an hour, and when another team walked in front of him, he launched an attack from behind.

One covered one person's mouth, the long sword in his hand cut the other party's throat, after he killed this person, Ling Fengyou hurriedly rushed forward, and after solving the two in a row, the person in front was finally alarmed.

"Someone attacked!"

After an exclamation sounded, Qi Shushu pulled out his weapon, but Ling Feng was faster than them, killing them almost instantly.

"Bold!"

A burst of shouts sounded, and the man who fell from the sky slashed down with a double axe, but Ling Feng didn't bother to look at the other party, and directly slapped it, and the man was seriously injured and vomited blood and flew back.

"Celestial Realm!" the man who fell to the ground was shocked.

"You know too much. Ling Feng said coldly, his fingers flicked, and a wisp of strong wind flew away, but the man clenched his teeth, trying to keep the double axe in front of him, and he was also a lazy donkey rolling and dodging.

"Kill!"

"Ling Feng is here, and the gourd is on him!"

The black shadow swayed, the sound of chaotic footsteps came, Ling Feng quickly retreated, facing the forty or fifty people in front of him, his face did not change at all.

"Ling Feng, hand over the gourd, those treasures are not something you can touch!" a short old man came out and snorted coldly.

"If you don't hand it over, I'll make you blood spill three feet today!" another man with a ring ruler shouted.

Ling Feng looked at a few people expressionlessly, even if he was surrounded by people, he was not nervous, because he was now a master of the Heavenly Transformation Realm, and in the face of several Heavenly Human Realm and Innate Level, he didn't need to be afraid at all.

"If you want a gourd, you should exchange your lives for it. After Ling Feng said coldly, the black gourd in his hand appeared, and he was immediately thrown into the air.

"The gourd is there, grab it!"

I don't know who shouted, greedy eyes appeared, and countless black shadows soared into the air, reaching out and grabbing the black gourd.

"Don't rob, it's mine!" A man with red eyes actually attacked the person next to him directly, but the man couldn't dodge and was pierced through the chest by a sword.

However, although he killed the other party, the gourd still did not fall into the man's hands, but a strong wind blew, and the gourd flew towards the depths of the forest.

"Mine, no one can rob me!"

A man fought his way out of the encirclement, and grabbed the gourd, but he didn't laugh for long, a sword pierced through his back, and a white palm grabbed the gourd.

"Put it down for the old man!"

An old voice sounded, and the next moment, a strong collision force came, directly knocking out the man's vomit of blood, and the gourd fell into the hands of an old man with a childish face.

"Haha, I've finally got it. ”

After the old man finished laughing maniacally, he was about to leave, but the next moment, several figures quickly blocked him.

"Leave it and you can roll. The bald man said coldly.

"Die!"

The old man didn't talk nonsense, the golden sword in his hand roared away, and the bald man brandished a mace in his hand, with the sound of breaking the sky, and collided with the golden sword, and fierce sparks splashed out.

"It turned out to be you, Jin Jian Zhenren. After the two separated, the bald man's eyes shivered.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to have some eyesight, yes, it's the old man. ”

"Jin Jian Zhenren, if you don't hand over this gourd tonight, we will definitely let you not get out of here. After the words fell, the rest of the sect leaders had already come over, and surrounded the golden sword master in a circle, and the other party was unable to escape now.

The golden sword's face changed slightly, and the arm under the sleeve robe trembled involuntarily, and the gourd was held tightly by him, wanting him to give up this treasure, which made him very unwilling.

"Hmph! Don't talk nonsense, let the old man teach you!"

In the end, the Master of the Golden Sword gritted his teeth, and after putting away the gourd, the two swords in his hand immediately pierced the space and flew away, and in the night, he only saw a golden light flashing, and several disciples had been killed.

"You dare!"

The old man with a beard showed an angry face, and the huge hammer in his hand smashed down, but the golden sword master laughed, and the golden sword in his hand was to meet him, and after breaking through a hole, he flew away to escape.

"Leave it to me. ”

Rumble!

A powerful sword aura descended from the sky, and the old man with the golden sword was forced to stop, and the earth trembled, and a deep trench appeared in front of him.

"Cold Ice Gate!" Looking at the cold air coming out of the ground, the Master of the Golden Sword looked back, his eyes gradually becoming cold.

"Master Jin Jian, we have so many masters here today, you can't leave with the gourd smoothly, if you don't want to fall here today, just leave it, and we will let you leave safely." ”

"This kind of treasure is not something you can touch. ”

"Don't think about it, I see how you stop the old man today. ”

"Golden Sword Assassination!"

Shout!

The next moment, the Golden Sword Master came from the spot out of thin air, and a dangerous aura came from the air, and several disciples were cut throats, and then the Golden Sword Master turned into a golden light and rushed into the sky.

"I knew you would. ”

"Ice Cage!"

Click!

The air immediately waited for the ice to cool down, and above the head of the golden sword master, a cage condensed from the cold ice imprisoned him, and the golden sword in his hand slashed back and forth, which could not be destroyed for a while.

"Ice Blast!"

Bang!

The cage exploded, and the Golden Sword Master fell to the ground bruised, coughing up blood, and his old face turned pale.

"Wait!"

The Master of the Golden Sword immediately waved his hand, took out the gourd, and said, "I am willing to hand over the gourd, and I will leave here immediately......

After saying that, he threw the gourd out hard, and in an instant, at least hundreds of figures rushed towards the gourd, but there were still some people standing in place and not moving.

"You guys!"

The golden sword master looked at the few people who didn't move, and said angrily: "That's true, do you think the old man will give it a fake?"

As soon as the other party shouted like this, several people present changed their colors on the spot, just now they thought that the gourd was fake, and the Master of the Golden Sword would take the opportunity to escape, who would have thought that the other party would actually throw the real one out.

Brush!

They all hurried over, and the golden sword master got up and hooked a cold feeling on the corner of his mouth, turned around and left.

"A bunch of stupid people, the old man won the Oscar in the eighties......"

As he was talking, the other party had already dodged into the jungle, but the next moment, a black shadow came to him silently.

"You ......" As soon as he spit out the word you, a cold light flashed, and the throat of the Master of the Golden Sword was pierced.

"Actually, I forgot to tell you that the one in your hand is actually fake. ”

The corners of Ling Feng's mouth lifted lightly, and he said in a calm tone.

The golden sword master fell to the ground, his eyes widened, he didn't expect that Ling Feng had played everyone.