At this moment, it was already the middle of the night, and most of the enemy troops of the alliance who were encircling and suppressing Ling Feng had been running around for days, exhausted, and resting in their tents.

The few disciples who were in charge of the vigil were also shivering from the cold, and every few pillars of incense, they did not squint at the hurried inspection side, which was a completely perfunctory attitude.

The reason why the defense was so lax, in addition to the fact that the weather was too cold, the more important reason was that they broke their heads, and they couldn't have imagined that Ling Feng would be so bold and attack a team of thousands of people alone.

Evading the eyes and ears of a few patrols, Ling Feng was like a ghost flickering in the camp of hundreds of tents, and the speed of the formation was destroyed in tea time.

At the moment, the formation still exists, but as the speed slows down, the chill will continue to pour in, and this flaw may still be noticeable in broad daylight.

However, at this moment, most people have fallen asleep, and they will only think that it is caused by the bad environment itself.

After everything was done, Ling Feng hid behind a tent and watched what happened.

"Why is it getting colder and colder?"

At this moment, three Ziqi Palace disciples who were in charge of keeping vigil passed in front of Ling Feng.

Their cultivation was all in the Creation of a Heavy Heaven, each wearing a cotton jacket forged from the bearskin of the Five Tribulation Soul Beasts, holding their hands in their cuffs, still shivering from the cold, and their faces were purple and blue.

"Yes, we have already taken the Huo Yuan Pill to ward off the cold, why do we still feel colder and colder, and my body is cold?"

One of the disciples in the middle complained and said: "This time to encircle and suppress Ling Feng, all the drudgery is done by us disciples of Ziqi Palace, he Lin Sansi is good, and at this moment he still has the heart to hold the beauty in the warm tent." ”

"Speak quietly, and the walls have ears. ”

The last disciple glanced cautiously around him, and said suspiciously, "Who called this person the peerless genius of Longyun Grottoes?

"His cultivation is not much higher than ours, why?"

The complaining disciple snorted and shut up in a huff.

"Young Master Yang Xuanrui was killed by Ling Feng, the sect master was furious, if we can't kill Ling Feng this time, we don't want to go back alive. ”

The strong man who led the team in front shook his head and said, "Don't complain, hold on to a few more pillars of incense, it's time to change shifts." ”

"Plop, plop!"

Just as his voice fell, the sound of two heavy objects falling to the ground sounded in succession behind him.

The front Creation Powerhouse's heart sank, and he turned abruptly to meet his missing finger with a strange silver-white sheen.

Snort -

Blood bloomed, and the finger bloomed like an epiphany, quietly piercing his forehead.

"Ling, Lingfeng......"

With difficulty spitting out these words, the Creator Venerable at the front glanced at the corpses of his two companions again, and fell to the ground.

In the dark night, Ling Feng's angular face looked a little evil and demonic, and he clasped his five fingers, and a suction force swept out of his palm.

I saw that the majestic world power in the bodies of the three Venerables who had just entered the creation turned into a trace of white mist and rose up, and it was completely absorbed by Ling Feng in an instant.

"The moon is dark and the wind is high, and it is the most suitable for killing!"

With a low mutter, Ling Feng's sleeve robe was swept away, and the three corpses immediately turned into dust, leaving no residue behind.

With Ling Feng's cultivation, if he killed the three Venerables who had just entered the creation, it would definitely not be possible to do it in one go and quietly as it is now.

The reason why Fang Cai was so sharp was because Ling Feng occupied the right time and place, and he took advantage of his unpreparedness.

Drawing on the world power of the three Creation Venerables, Ling Feng didn't have time to digest it, and continued to hover around the camp like a ghost, searching for lone prey.

The silence of the night, the suffocating cold snap, the silence is creepy.

Thousands of sleeping Li Alliance enemies would not have imagined how many people died in Ling Feng's hands that night.

Ling Feng is like a cheetah dormant in the dark night, waiting for an opportunity to move, specially picking lone enemies to attack.

If he encounters a strong cultivation or a large team of enemies in groups, he will avoid their edge and choose to forbear.

In more than an hour, there were hundreds of alliance powerhouses who died tragically in Ling Feng's hands, most of them were in the Heavenly and Human Realm, and those in the Creation Realm were more than thirty people, among which there were also the lone Creation Double Heavenly Venerables.

After killing hundreds of people, Ling Feng could be sure that as long as he left now and refined these snatched complete worlds, he would be able to break through the Creation Twin Heavens.

However, he was not reconciled......

The powerhouses he had killed at the moment were not painful or itchy at all for behemoths like Ziqi Palace, Longyun Grottoes, the Blood Family, and the Wu Family.

Therefore, his ultimate goal is Lin Sansi, or Blood Without Cliff.

He wants to show his enemies what pain tastes like.

Goose feathers and snow are fluttering, the sky and the earth are covered with silver, and hundreds of tents are covered with a layer of silver.

It is undoubtedly difficult to find the place where Lin Sansi and Xuewuya live without knowing it in hundreds of tents, and then kill them.

Ling Feng suddenly remembered the three night patrol disciples who had just been killed by him, and they had said that Lin Sansi was in the wind and snow.

This wind and snow is undoubtedly a joy of wine and a woman.

Then his tent must be lit.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng looked around, there were hundreds of tents around him, and only three were still lit at the moment.

Two of them were on the edge of the camp and were supposed to be inhabited by disciples who were watching the night.

The central one, not only occupies the best geography, but also the material grade of the tent itself is much higher than that of others.

"It should be there. ”

A cold light flashed in Ling Feng's pupils, and he slipped quietly through the snow with his heels, leaning outside the tent and listening to the movement inside.

"Oh, wrongdoer, you hurt the slave family, you can't do it lightly. ”

A woman's soft voice rang out, full of provocativeness.

"Little goblin, who told you to look so attractive that you lost Ben Shao's soul. ”

A man's lewd voice sounded: "It's also romantic to die under the peony flower, little goblin, this young master can't wait." ”

Instead, the lights in the tent dimmed, conveying the sound of picking up and undressing.

Lin Sansi's voice was naturally separated, and at this moment, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he lifted the curtain of the tent and shot in.

"What bastard broke into Ben Shao's tent without even knocking on the door?"

At present, under the confusion and confusion, Lin Sansi did not look up to see who walked in, and subconsciously thought that it was a few of his fox friends and dogs.

After all, his like-minded friends had done such immoral things before.

"What's the matter? The genius of the dignified Longyun Grottoes, in such a cold weather, is still in the mood to strip himself naked and turn the phoenix upside down?"

Through the dim light, Ling Feng could see very clearly that the two figures were naked together, so he said jokingly.