"Good chance!"

Jiang Huan has been looking for an opportunity to fight back, but Zhang Qingfeng's sword is perfect, invulnerable, unless he exchanges injuries for injuries and lives for lives, otherwise there is no chance of success, he is secretly anxious, but suddenly he saw Zhang Qingfeng change his moves halfway, his body rotated, and the door behind him was wide open, how could he miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

The heavy sword in his hand spit out a dazzling Qinghong, and Jiang Huan's body burst out, stabbing Zhang Qingfeng's back at a thunderous speed.

According to Jiang Huan's judgment, before Zhang Qingfeng's soul hunting sword swept him, his heavy sword was enough to pierce the opponent's body, but Jiang Huan didn't expect that at the moment when his sword momentum climbed to the peak and he was no longer able to draw his sword to change moves, the figure facing away from him in front of him suddenly split into two and became two identical Zhang Qingfeng!

One Zhang Qingfeng still maintained the posture of turning and sweeping, and the other had already come to the right side of his body, and the sword in his hand poked forward, and the sharp tip of the sword wrapped in the spirit weapon easily pierced through the gap in the silver armor and pierced his soft underbelly.

Poof!

With a soft sound, Jiang Huan's body suddenly stiffened, and Zhang Qingfeng in front of him had been stabbed by his heavy sword, but it dissipated into the air like smoke, it was actually just an afterimage!

A stinging pain that had never been felt before rushed straight to the soul, Jiang Huan felt the power in his body instantly pour out along the wound pierced by the soul hunting sword, he still maintained this posture of holding the sword forward and stabbing forward, and unbelievable horror and pain gradually emerged in his dull eyes.

"You, how did you do that?"

Jiang Huan knew that he was finished, he clearly felt that Zhang Qingfeng's sword had pierced his heart, as long as he moved his body slightly or Zhang Qingfeng shook his hand, he would spurt blood and die.

But Jiang Huan was unwilling, if he didn't ask Zhang Qingfeng what kind of body technique he used in the end, he wouldn't be blind.

Zhang Qingfeng's hand holding the Soul Hunting Sword did not move at all, looking at Jiang Huan's side face that was gradually losing its blood color due to pain, and said slowly: "This kind of body method is called 'Floating Light Glimpse', and when cultivated to the extreme, it can leave a clone in the air to confuse the opponent, in terms of grade, it can barely be regarded as a bronze rank high, because of the proficiency I use, it is not much worse than the ordinary silver rank body martial arts, so you are not unjustly dead." ”

Jiang Huan's face was as pale as paper, and the corners of his mouth began to ooze blood.

Zhang Qingfeng's answer made him have more doubts in his heart, but he knew that even if Zhang Qingfeng was willing to let himself die for the sake of his death, he didn't have time to listen to it.

Feeling that his consciousness was getting more and more blurred and his body was getting colder and colder, Jiang Huan asked the biggest doubt in his heart: "Who are you?"

Jiang Huan felt that he was not like an ordinary person from the first time he saw Zhang Qingfeng, and all the things that happened after him repeatedly verified his hunch, and now he was going to die, and before he died, he wanted to know who killed him.

Zhang Qingfeng has always been very generous to those who are about to die, he exhaled lightly and said, "My name is Zhang Qingfeng, the son of Zhang Beitian, the Marquis of Wu'an of the Great Zhou Dynasty. ”

"You, you are Zhang Qingfeng?"

Jiang Huan's painful eyes showed a look of surprise, and he turned his head to look at Zhang Qingfeng, "The number one of Zhou Yuan's hunting, the grandson of the god of war Zhang Chaoyang?"

The Marquis of Wu'an is the first prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and his reputation is far away in the Central Plains Seven Kingdoms, the ups and downs of this kind of wealthy dignitaries have always been the focus of attention of all countries, and the news that Zhang Qingfeng won the first place in Zhou Yuan has long been spread, obviously, Jiang Huan has also heard about it.

Zhang Qingfeng nodded: "It's me." ”

Jiang Huan smiled miserably, and his eyes fell on the few subordinates who had not yet noticed the changes in Du Dayan's attention.

"Can you let them go?"

Jiang Huan is the leader of these people, even he is not Zhang Qingfeng's opponent, let alone his subordinates whose strength is far inferior to his own?

Although the Great Zhou Kingdom knew the news that Zhang Qingfeng's father and son had become a waste Zhang Chaoyang disappeared, the other six countries were suspicious of this, for fear that it was the plan set by Emperor Zhou and Wu'an Hou to lure the enemy, and after learning Zhang Qingfeng's true identity, Jiang Huan regarded Du Dayan as the bloody guards of Wu'an Hou's Mansion, and only the bloody guards had this kind of strong strength and flexible combat methods.

Zhang Qingfeng smiled faintly: "From the moment you want to kill me, it is destined that both of us will end up in an endless end, don't worry, I will give them a good time." ”

When the words fell, Zhang Qingfeng violently pulled out the Soul Hunting Sword, Jiang Huan's eyes bulged out, blood gushed out of his mouth like spring water, and he fell to the ground, and died.

"General Jiang is dead!"

Finally someone discovered the mutation here, and suddenly screamed, and the remaining silver armor army's fighting spirit instantly fell to the bottom, Du Dayan and the four people took the opportunity to shoot wildly, and the leaderless silver armor army was born to retreat, wanting to escape from the road, but Zhang Qingfeng, who was carrying the soul hunting sword, had already been guarding the entrance of the cave, and the sword light flickered, and the cave screamed again and again, and it didn't take long to fall into a dead silence.

......

......

Ten silver-armored soldiers and three pangolin mastiffs lay on the ground.

Du Dayan didn't need Zhang Qingfeng's instructions, and consciously began to clean up the battlefield and clear the spoils of war.

"How did you escape here? Judging by your appearance, you should have been running for a long time, and with your cultivation strength, you shouldn't have escaped the pursuit of the Blood Skull and the Bone Demon. Zhang Qingfeng, who put the sword into the sheath, came to Tang Qianqian, stared at her beautiful and noble duck egg face with a calm expression and said.

Tang Qianqian saw Zhang Qingfeng kill Jiang Huan with her own eyes, she was originally just a life-saving straw in despair, she originally had no hope for the five people in the cave, but after seeing Zhang Qingfeng's several amazing combat strength, she immediately pinned her hope for life on this delicate young man who looked a few years younger than her.

"I have a sachet on my body that conceals the scent, and it is only by relying on it that I can escape the perception of the blood skull. ”

As she spoke, Tang Qianqian took a sachet from her waist and handed it to Zhang Qingfeng.

Zhang Qingfeng took it and put it under his nose and smelled it, and a fragrance was refreshing.

"It turned out to be a hundred grass golden wusan!"

Zhang Qingfeng was slightly shocked, Baicao Jin Wusan is a genuine four-grade pill, thousands of years ago, the alchemist of the Medicine King Valley researched this elixir to deal with the blood skeleton in the black prison, and later with the death of the ghost master of the black prison, the black prison was burned, and the pill was no longer useful, it became a waste formula, I didn't think that after a thousand years, someone actually refined it.

With its concealed aura, let alone an ordinary blood skull, it was difficult for even the bone demon to detect the aura of a living person.

Zhang Qingfeng's eyes were scorching, his heart moved, and he suddenly thought of a question, and said: "It seems that you Datang have long known the secret of the Blood Skull, why is there only a rumor about the treasure of the Dragon's Lair outside, and there is not a single word about the Blood Skull?"

Tang Qianqian's beautiful eyes flashed a different color, and she was a little surprised by Zhang Qingfeng's carefulness, but she still said: "This is all the conspiracy of the Iron Wolf King, he wants to take this opportunity to attack the Seven Kingdoms of the Central Plains, use the treasure of the Dragon's Den as bait, introduce the masters of various countries into the 100,000 mountains, and use the power of blood skulls to weaken the national strength of the Seven Kingdoms, I also overheard it by chance not long ago." ”