In the deep and dark forest, a group of black-clothed people are unsightly, and in the process of simulation, there is even a situation where the other party's five-person group collectively falls into a ten-meter-deep pit, and the bottom of the pit is densely covered with sharp bamboo tips like blades, and once the roots fall, there is no possibility of survival.

For a while, the sound of screams and exclamations came and went one after another in the forest, and these terrible screams that kept coming out, I don't know if they were the prey's or the hunter's?

The more I move forward, the more I feel panicked, and everyone is in danger. All those who were still alive were carrying their backs to each other, and they looked after each other in horror to guard against enemy attacks. As everyone knows, a huge tree suddenly fell above his head at some point, and a row of wooden arrows flew out. It can be said that it is impossible to prevent it, and those who are recruited are either killed or injured.

Those who are alive don't know if they can still stand and breathe when they take the next step. Suddenly someone next to him still lowered the blade in his hand, covering his neck with both hands, although he couldn't see the expression on his face, he could smell a strong smell of blood, and the fool understood what was happening, and he must have been silently wiped on his neck. Then he found himself flying suddenly, and was shocked to see that his body was still underneath, but his head was gone, and he fell down in shock, and was unconscious again.

Some people even felt that their foreheads were cold, but they reached out to touch it, but it was hot and sticky, and there was a sudden stinging pain in the center of their eyebrows, and before they could figure out what was going on, they fell headlong.

In the dark night, the bleak wind and cold rain, among the trees, a bloody slaughter of hunting and counter-hunting is being performed, and the prey is instantly reversed into a hunter. As time passed, the screams and howls of the trees gradually became thinner, but the smell of death and blood became stronger and stronger.

When the last terrible scream sounded in the dark forest, the heaven and earth suddenly became a dead silence, and hundreds of murderous black-clothed people broke into the forest without fear of death, but no one was seen alive, and became fertilizer among the trees forever.

As everyone knows, the praying mantis catches cicadas, but they don't know that there are yellow finches behind.

A jungle attack and killing battle took less than two hours before and after. When Lu Suifeng and the others walked out of the woods filled with the smell of blood, they were all muddy and covered with blood, and they were about to go back to the house to change their clothes, but a black oppressive figure suddenly emerged in the dark, and these suddenly appeared figures were all full of turbulent and powerful aura, much stronger than the previous group of black-clothed people, and roughly judged, there were at least one hundred and twenty or thirty people, and the same black scarf was masked, naturally afraid of revealing Xingzang.

Everyone was surrounded by each other quickly, choking...... There was a sound of a blade unsheathed, the cold sword light and sword shadow flickered in the night rain, and the air was filled with a cold murderous aura.

"Those who cover their heads and hide their faces must be either traitors or thieves, and if they are beheaded, they will also eliminate harm for the people. Qingfeng suddenly saw that there were so many people, and shouted excitedly, Shicai was very depressed and unhappy about hunting in the woods, and he was very unsuitable for this sneaky way of attacking and killing.

Lu Suifeng knew that this group of people must undoubtedly be the elite from the Lu Mansion, and there were more than a dozen powerhouses in the Xuandan Realm, and the lineup was very powerful and shocking. Lu Fu seems to be iron-hearted this time, aiming to kill, and will never let go of a single living mouth. The other party was masked, naturally because he was afraid that his identity would be revealed, so he hid it from each other and tacitly knew it, so when the robbers entered the house late at night, it was in vain.

"Kill!" The other party intends to fight quickly, and only ten people, in the face of absolute superiority, can fight quickly in a moment. With a large number of people rushing up, it is bound to be difficult to exert the power of superiority, and the opponent quickly formed a situation in which more than a dozen people surrounded and killed one person.

For a while, in the dark and rainy night, the sword light and sword shadows flew vertically and horizontally, the sonorous sound was endless, and the void shook. The situation of the battle was greatly unexpected by the other side, although the siege of the ten war groups was unprecedentedly fierce, but it did not end the battle in a moment as imagined.

Especially the battle group of Yun Wuya is very weird, it is obviously a pair of twelve, but it has become a one-to-one situation. The twelve afterimages that Yun Wuya conjured up were transformed from virtual to real, and it was difficult to distinguish between the real and the false, and the twelve black-clothed people who fought against them were all jumping up and down, left and right, full of dangers, each of them left dozens of flesh and blood scrolling sword marks, and when one person fell, the afterimage also disappeared. By the time all the remnants had vanished, there were twelve corpses lying underground.

When Yun Wuya put away the sword and returned it, he was very depressed to see that the phoenix was giving him a thumbs up;

Ten battle groups after a while, only Luo Jinghong's side was still fighting fiercely, fifteen black-clothed men with sharp blades were up and down, and all kinds of killing moves were slashing, splitting, and slashing...... They launched a bombardment of it in turn, and wave after wave of attacks poured down like a heavenly river hanging upside down.

Luo Jinghong has always taken a defensive position, and through Lu Suifeng, he has improved the purple electric sword technique, which is a heavenly sword technique, and a set of defensive sword formations of purple electric nets can be described as solid as a golden soup, splashing water is difficult to penetrate, allowing the opponent to roll and slash like a torrent in the air, but it seems to hit the mountain and boulder, and it is difficult to damage.

Luo Jinghong intended to verify the improved defensive sword formation, with his cultivation in the Xuanying Realm at this time, even if the fifteen people on the other side were all in the Xuandan Realm, they would not be forced to take a defensive position.

Purple lightning thunder!

Out of the corner of his eye, Luo Jinghong caught a glimpse of his group of battle groups left in the whole city, and suddenly there was a thunderous roar, and the black and faint long sword in his hand slashed out of the air, hundreds of purple lightning accompanied by the sound of rolling thunder, as if rushing out from the depths of the sky, Fang Yuan's ten meters of space were all within the attack of the purple electric sword, and the black-clothed people around him didn't even have a chance to dodge and dodge, they were swept by dozens of purple rays, and some people could still let out a terrible scream, most of them just opened their mouths in horror, and they couldn't afford to pounce on the ground.

With a shocking blow, none of the fifteen murderous black-clothed men could still stand in an instant.

The battle of Lu Suifeng and the others ended early, and everyone stood aside to watch the battle leisurely. Luo Jinghong is the weakest one in this group of people, and he has not experienced many big scenes, and he has really never encountered this situation of being attacked by countless high-level circles in turns, and he was only afraid that he would be cut into several large pieces before. And at this moment, Luo Jinghong is like two people, confident, calm, and has a bit of real bearing and demeanor in his gestures.

"Wow! Kill fifteen masters in an instant with one sword, don't go for three days, I really have to re-examine this kid. Qingfeng Lao Qiu Hengqiu said, "This purple electric sword technique has become so powerful after my brother-in-law messed around like this? There is also this sword black and faint, it doesn't look like it looks like it has any appearance at all, but it can trigger wind and thunder and purple lightning, at least it has reached the level of the high-level of heavenly products." "Cut! The high-level of heaven can only cut gold and cut iron like mud, and blow hair and break hair, how can it trigger wind, thunder, and purple lightning? This seemingly inconspicuous broken sword is infinitely close to a spiritual weapon. Could it be that there is no record of spiritual artifacts in the tens of millions of generations of your phoenix clan?" Lu Suifeng knew that her realm was not enough to open a higher inheritance memory, and he deliberately angered the arrogance of this phoenix.

"There is even a spiritual product on top of the heavenly product? Feng'er really heard it for the first time, it seems that Feng'er has to hurry up and work hard to cultivate and open the higher-level seal as soon as possible. Qingfeng said very seriously, "Could it be that this sword was also tailor-made for him by his brother-in-law?" In this way, brother-in-law, you are still an instrumentaturist, right?

Luo Jinghong put the sword back into its sheath, his face was neither sad nor joyful, still immersed in the mystery of the earth-shattering sword.

The battle ended quickly in less than two hours after a fierce fight with a large number of outnumbered people. In fact, this is nothing more than a contest between a tiger and a sheep, a bit of a unilateral slaughter. Fortunately, it was a rainy night, and the strong smell of blood was vaporized by the wet mist in the air, otherwise once it spread, it would definitely alarm the attention of the neighbors. Next, everyone began to work hard to clean up the bloody site, and simply threw the corpses of these black-clothed people into the forest, which was convenient and time-saving, and could also make the best fertilizer.

The night was deep, the rain was still falling, and the entire imperial capital was silent except for some sporadic lights.

The hall in the inner courtyard of Luofu is still brightly lit, but the atmosphere is very depressing and dull. The head of the Luo family sat in the center, lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, but he also seemed quite calm, but his heart was full of turbulence, and the hundred and ten elite masters sent out by the family were still silent until this time. It is said that to deal with a few little-known boys, there is no need to make such a big fuss, but he is afraid of the existence of the Danshi Palace, so he cautiously took a double insurance. Flying Eagle Hall and Tsing Yi Lou alone have gone to nearly 300 masters, and only ten people can easily solve it in a moment, but why is there still no sound until now?

Luo Tianyun and Luo Feiyu, the tiger and wolf brothers, were even more on fire, restless, and kept walking back and forth. This time it was the last family of these two people who were sent to Biqing Garden, and they were all experienced and extraordinary, so they should be able to successfully complete this attack and kill mission, even if something unexpected happened, there would not even be a person who returned the letter, right?