Xu Zhifeng was pretending to be busy while being engrossed in vigilance.

By this time it was already dark, and the other farmers had already left, but he still couldn't see anything.

He even began to have doubts in his heart.

I can't be wrong, right?

In fact, the dead fat man doesn't have such a heavy murderous intention for me?

Am I wrong about him?

Forget it, if it's really such a big oolong, it's wrong.

Anyway, an elderly player like him, who has lost all hope of rising, shouldn't be okay to practice, and he won't use his Xuan Power in the past two days, so let's just pass it.

Or maybe I'm acting too unusually today, so he senses that something is wrong and plans to wait and see for two days before acting?

That's a bit of a pit!

Xu Zhifeng shook his head again and threw away this terrible thought.

Judging by his judgment, Yan Yingjian's brain is not so witty and high-end.

After all, in the eyes of the dead fat man, ordinary people like himself have no power to fight back in the face of Xuanshi, and they can do it at any time, and there is no possibility of overturning.

Xu Zhifeng had seen Chen Xi make a move, and knew that the gap between Xuanshi and ordinary people could be called the difference between cloud and mud.

When Yan Yingjian was serving in the 39th Society, he also easily killed four ordinary people, and he should also have a clear understanding of this.

Suddenly, he smelled a faint fishy smell in his snort.

His heart sank, but his movements remained unhurried.

Here it comes.

It is familiar taste.

Sand......

Behind him, there was a characteristic sound of the soles of the feet touching the soft earth.

Xu Zhifeng pretended to have just heard it, stiffened, and slowly turned around.

The lighting was a little dim, so that it was impossible to see the face, but this round figure completely betrayed the identity of the visitor.

"Yan Yingjian, you ...... What are you doing here?"

His tone was short, his voice was full of panic and fear, and there was some inwardness.

Yan Yingjian said playfully, "Guess?"

His voice was slightly urn-like, like a layer of gauze.

Xu Zhifeng took a deep breath and slowly stepped back, "Are you here to persuade me to go back to work in the store?"

Yan Yingjian took a step forward.

Finally getting closer, Xu Zhifeng could see his face clearly.

At this time, the dead fat man's eyes revealed a cold killing intent, and under the night light that was not bright, the black cloth mask covering the lower half of his face seemed to be covered.

He said with a smile: "Guess again." ”

The murderous spirit is overflowing, and there is no cover-up.

Xu Zhifeng continued to retreat, "I warn you not to mess around! The boss won't let you go!"

"Xu Zhifeng, wake up, you are no longer a person from Bangyue Tower. ”

Yan Yingjian was like a cat playing with a mouse, he was not in a hurry to cull, but just approached step by step.

Xu Zhifeng opened his mouth to delay time, and continued to retreat, "If I apologize to you, can you let me go?" I have offended you a lot in the past, but you know that I am just a cheap person, and the original intention is just that our business philosophy is different. ”

Yan Slut's words began to increase, "Hehe, you continue to guess." ”

Xu Zhifeng turned around and ran.

Yan Yingjian was not in a hurry, his momentum began to rise, and the blue-brown fluid gradually appeared on the surface of his body, diffusing through his clothes.

In his hand, a thick black mist emerged like a fountain, spreading rapidly forward, as if to form a jet-black long sword.

With the imminent move, he finally had enough of playing, returned to his true nature, and said: "Xu Zhifeng, you have always had the illusion that you are equal to me. I'm going to tell you right now, you're wrong, ridiculously wrong. The world of Xuanshi is never something that an inferior civilian like you can imagine. From the very beginning, you should have curried me like a dog and flattered me. ”

Xu Zhifeng, who had already run out two steps, stopped running, but suddenly turned his head and looked at Yan Yingjian with "desperate" eyes, "I know now, can you let me go?"

"No, you don't know. Because you haven't personally felt the power of the Xuanshi with your own body, I'll teach you now. ”

As he spoke, he turned into a ball of lightning and rushed forward with steps!

Xu Zhifeng tensed.

Die to me!

Before he got closer, Yan Yingjian's blue-brown armor completely appeared, making his figure a little taller, almost reaching a height of 1.9 meters, which made his speed increase dramatically.

At the same time, the one-meter-long sword he held in his right hand swallowed black mist and spread.

He raised his right hand high.

He moved his right leg forward viciously.

His feet were on the front of him.

The thin planks cracked in response!

Xu Zhifeng jumped out half a step to the right, and behind the position where he was originally standing, the hidden cover that contained the metal pillar that interfered with the light source suddenly opened.

Pillars of metal sprang out of the ground.

Yan Yingjian felt the feeling of emptiness under his feet, and was about to lift his breath and step into the air.

He suddenly let out a scream.

The armor retreats like a tide!

The slender black sword shook like a ripple as if it had fallen into the water.

The pain came from the body, as if it originated in the abdomen, but it also seemed to originate in every inch of the body.

The pain was intense and unstoppable, like a bayonet stabbing into the soul and stirring wildly.

What made Yan Yingjian even more frightened and desperate was that he found that with the outbreak of this pain, his mystical power was evaporating and dissipating out of thin air faster than the melting of ice and snow.

"Xu Zhifeng! you ......"

Before he fell, he roared hoarsely, and every word was filled with unparalleled horror.

There was no trace of panic on Xu Zhifeng's face, only the killing intent that made people cold to the bone.

He said, "I guess you're going to die soon." ”

"You're the one who is going to die!"

Yan Yingjian roared, trying to throw the black sword in his hand and smash it at Xu Zhifeng.

He succeeded before the black sword completely disintegrated and the whole person fell into the pit.

The black sword slashed at Xu Zhifeng with a violent spiral in the air.

Xu Zhifeng took out an iron pipe made of stainless steel from his waist, grabbed both ends with both hands, and headed towards the flying black sword frame.

While!

A crisp loud sound came out, and Xu Zhifeng's whole person flew out upside down.

At the same time, the metal pillar of the interfering light source pushes the iron plate underneath, causing it to tilt.

The cuboids that Xu Zhifeng stacked on the iron plate were one meter five meters long, one meter wide, and three meters high collapsed and smashed down in the direction of inclination.

Yan Yingjian's second scream rang out at the bottom of the pit, but immediately his head popped out from the edge of the pit.

is worthy of being a senior mystic for decades, even in the face of the attack of the devouring snake venom, he can rely on his physical strength to climb up.

But the avalanche of marijuana bags rolled down and smashed head-on on his front door.

"No ......"

He was desperate.

He was furious.

His roar was full of a strong desire to survive, as well as hatred for Xu Zhifeng, and even a faint trace of regret.

But it's all pointless.

The sacks were piled up one after another until they almost filled the pit, and even half a meter high at the edge of the pit.

Seven or eight meters away, Xu Zhifeng, whose hands were numb, got up from the ground with a dirty face.

He shuddered.

Bah!

He spit out the leaves of the Xuanling Grass that he had accidentally bitten when he had fallen over just now because he had opened his mouth wide open.

Xu Zhifeng looked down at his feet, it was the solid steel rod he used to save his life just now.

The steel rods are almost bent into a V-shape.

As for the black sword of the Yan Slut, it had already turned into ash and drifted away shortly after the collision.

Xuanshi is indeed terrifying.

Even if there is enough Xuanxuan snake venom in his body to disperse, the half-disintegrated element that Yan Slut smashed out with the power of his body alone has such power.

Xu Zhifeng showed his physical strength that was tempered infinitely close to the bottom line of Xuanshi by relying on the foundation building liquid, but he still couldn't bear it.

But he didn't have time to feel it, but rushed back quickly despite the discomfort, piling up sacks scattered elsewhere on top of the dirt bags.

He even stood up and jumped for a long time.

Ten minutes later, he connected a branch pipe from the drainage pipe under the ridge, opened the gate valve and poured it into it with full hydraulic power, and did not call it a day until the water overflowed.

Xu Zhifeng gasped and sat down next to him.

The slut is dead.

At the bottom of this pit, which is one meter long and wide and three meters deep, he inserted a total of eighty-one iron guns.

The tip of the iron spear was sharpened by him, and it was very fine, and it was coated with a relatively expensive anesthetic on the market, which cost 5,001 grams.

He used a total of twenty grams and consumed his savings of 100,000 yuan.

If such a strict slut doesn't die, then it's really his own life.

You have to accept your fate.

He didn't leave, but waited for almost an hour before slowly removing the sack again.