"The blood killing team is doing things, and no one else is standing aside!"

"Kill me!"

"Don't let that kid run away!"

“、、、、”

"Bloodkill Group!"

Hearing the chorus of the dozens of killers, the adventurers who were about to watch the excitement around them retreated to the rear, far away from the center of the battle, so as not to hurt the innocent.

At the same time, those adventurers who were shot by black crossbow arrows and were ready to seek justice on their own, after hearing the name of the Blood Killing Group, their faces changed drastically, and they secretly sighed that they were unlucky, and then quickly retreated to the side, away from the center of the battle.

Suddenly, the huge space was vacated by the surrounding adventurers, and only Yang Feng and dozens of killers of the Blood Killing Group were left!

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng's face changed slightly, and without the slightest hesitation, he immediately waved the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, shot down the black crossbow arrows that shot at him, and quickly moved his body, galloping away from the misty swamp.

Seeing Yang Feng retreating towards the outside of the misty swamp, the dozens of killers of the Blood Killing Group armed with black crossbow arrows did not immediately launch a fierce pursuit, but hung tightly behind Yang Feng and the others, constantly pulling the trigger, and shooting sharp black crossbow arrows towards Yang Feng's body, forming a dense black death curtain.

Yang Feng, who retreated to the rear, soon found that he was surrounded, hundreds of men in black appeared behind him, blocking his retreat, and dozens of killers of the blood killing group in front of him also pulled out their weapons, showing a half-moon shape and slowly approaching him.

Looking at the more than a hundred big men in front and behind, the dense encirclement that slowly formed, Yang Feng's eyes flashed a trace of cold light, and he clenched the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, and an astonishing momentum was released from his body, and a dense and extremely dense aura mixed with a cold and gloomy aura was released from his body, crushing towards the surrounding blood killing team personnel, causing a small sensation and panic.

However, the Blood Killing Group deserved to be a well-known killer organization in the city, and in the face of the rich evil qi released from Yang Feng's body, it only calmed down after a short period of turmoil, and his eyes were staring at Yang Feng tightly, mobilizing the power in his body, ready to launch a fierce attack on Yang Feng at any time.

Looking at the encirclement that was constantly approaching and closing, the corners of Yang Feng's mouth showed a trace of cold killing intent, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, and he shouted softly: "Wind Sword Technique!" ”

After a light drink, I saw Yang Feng's figure move, turning into a silver lightning bolt, rushing towards a killer of the Blood Killing Group, the Qingfeng Sword in his hand slashed through the void like lightning, with a sharp edge, in the terrifying gaze of your Blood Killing Group killer, pierced through his neck, swept past his side, and rushed straight towards the inside of the Misty Swamp.

"Kill me!"

"Kill him!"

"Block him!"

“、、、”

Seeing Yang Feng's movements, a squad leader of the Blood Killing Group changed his face slightly, and immediately shouted loudly.

Suddenly, he only saw the dozens of killers of the Blood Killing Group who were blocking Yang Feng in front of him and blocking the inside of the misty swamp, and they threw away the black crossbow arrows in their hands one after another, raised the sharp weapons in their hands, and roared loudly, catching up with Yang Feng, wanting to block Yang Feng for a moment and buy enough time for the hundred companions behind.

Looking at the dozens of killers of the blood killing group who were holding up all kinds of sharp weapons and rushing towards them, the corners of Yang Feng's mouth showed a trace of disdain, the speed under his feet did not decrease, the Qingfeng sword in his hand danced lightly, the wind sword technique was unleashed, and a cold sword light flashed, and a famous blood killing group killer was pierced through the neck by one of his swords, and died tragically on the spot.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

“、、、、”

Looking at Yang Feng who was close at hand, the dozens of killers of the Blood Killing Group who were blocking Yang Feng's path in front of Yang Feng and blocking Yang Feng's entry into the Misty Swamp had red faces and shouted excitedly.

With the sound of excited shouts and killing, dozens of killers of the blood killing group, as if they had eaten hormones, their faces were flushed, and a trace of madness flashed in their eyes, and they desperately waved the weapons in their hands, beckoning the most powerful moves, the most ferocious killing moves, towards Yang Feng's body.

In the face of a large number of sharp attacks, the corners of Yang Feng's mouth showed a trace of disdain, a trace of cold killing intent flashed in his eyes, the speed under his feet did not decrease, the power in his body surged, the Qingfeng sword in his hand swung out, and the sharp sword technique was unleashed, easily defeating the large number of fierce moves, and quickly slashing towards the dozens of killers of the blood killing group who were blocking the way.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A crisp sound of metal collision sounded at the entrance of the misty swamp, and dozens of killers of the Blood Killing Group raised their sharp weapons one after another to block Yang Feng's Qingfeng Sword attack, and fought fiercely with Yang in one place.

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng's figure flashed rapidly, the power in his body surged wildly, the Qingfeng Sword in his hand continued to swing out, the storm sword technique unfolded, one after another cold cold light flashed, one after another blood light appeared, and a terrible scream sounded at the entrance of the misty swamp, and one by one the killers of the blood killing group fell in a pool of blood, becoming a cold corpse.

After killing the dozens of killers of the Blood Killing Group who were in front of him, Yang Feng did not hesitate or hesitate at all, his body flashed rapidly, and he rushed towards the interior of the Misty Swamp.

After entering the Misty Forest, Yang Feng found that the fog around him was getting thicker and thicker, and the visibility gradually decreased from 100 meters to tens of meters, and he immediately knew that he was slowly walking towards the depths of the Misty Swamp, and was about to reach the real Misty Swamp.

Inside the real misty swamp, the visibility is only more than ten meters, all kinds of demonic beasts are vertical and horizontal, and the danger is incomparable, as long as he enters the real misty swamp, the numerical advantage of the blood killing group will be reduced to the lowest point, and he can use the characteristics of the mist swamp to use the blood killing group to perform various strategies to break through.

"Brothers, kill with me!"

"Don't let him run away!"

"Get around and surround him!"

“、、、”

A killer of the Blood Killing Group, after seeing Yang Feng's figure, shouted loudly with excitement on his face, picked up the weapon in his hand, and rushed towards Yang Feng's side.

Hearing the excited shouts of a famous Blood Killing Group killer behind him, a cold cold light flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, he clenched the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, his body moved, and the ghostly steps unfolded, turning into a white lightning bolt, galloping towards the depths of the Misty Swamp, wanting to leave the periphery of the Misty Swamp as soon as possible and enter the core area of the Misty Swamp.

Looking at Yang Feng, who was running away quickly, hundreds of Blood Killing Group killers in the Quenching Body Realm, without the slightest hesitation, immediately used their flexible body techniques, turned into afterimages, and pursued Yang Feng.

Not long after, Yang Feng shook off the pursuit of the blood killing group and entered the core of the misty swamp, next to a waterhole with a visibility of only more than ten meters, he randomly found a clean place, sat cross-legged, and cultivated quietly.

When Yang Feng was immersed in cultivation, in the middle of the waterhole where he was sitting cross-legged, thousands of crocodiles of different sizes were lying quietly resting on a small island.

Oh! Oh! Oh!

A crocodile with a body length of 100 meters, covered with cyan scale armor, and a crocodile with sharp barbs hanging on its back, opened a pair of eyes the size of a lantern, and after raising its head to the sky and letting out a high roar, thousands of crocodiles of different sizes on the island followed closely behind, and with a high roar, they moved their bodies, left the island, and dived into the waterhole.

As the crocodiles dived into the waterhole, the swimming fish and various aquatic animals in the waterhole reached the big mold, and entered the belly of the crocodiles, and a trace of red blood continued to gush out from the bottom of the pool, floating on the surface of the water, and disappeared into invisibility with the movement of the current.

Because there were too many crocodiles diving into the waterhole, the fish creatures around the island could not satisfy the appetite of the crocodiles, and one by one the crocodiles began to form groups of three or five, centering on the island, spreading to the surrounding areas, looking for food, and making ripples in the waterhole, stirring up bloody splashes.

After a long time, a crocodile more than ten zhang long, covered with pale cyan scale armor, and with sharp barbs hanging on its back, with four crocodiles several zhang long and covered with light cyan scale armor, slowly swam towards the direction where Yang Feng was.

Yang Feng, who was cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes, twisted his head and looked into the pool, only to see waves rising in the originally calm pool, a little cyan light, flashing in the pool, and a trace of red splash emerged from the water droplets.

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng's brows furrowed, he stood up, clenched the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, and was ready to meet the danger that might come.

In a moment's effort, a crocodile more than ten zhang long and four several zhang long emerged from the waterhole, opened a pair of fiery red eyes, staring at Yang Feng tightly, and the huge front crocodile opened slightly, revealing two rows of sharp, shining cold teeth.

The five crocodiles in the waterhole, after discovering Yang Feng, immediately let out an excited roar, and quickly swam towards the shore, like cyan lightning, rapidly approaching Yang Feng's location.

Looking at the five crocodiles that were constantly approaching him, Yang Feng's head was running rapidly, and the introduction of the details of the cyan crocodile kept flashing in his mind.