Chapter 283: The Vanishing Martial Venerable
Ming Feihu looked at Song Hu on the city wall, and said suspiciously: "President Leng, haven't you been able to take down even a single Flying Tiger City?" Song Hu shouldn't be loyal to you, right?" The sarcasm in his words was very obvious.
Without waiting for Leng Feng to speak, Lu Jiaojiao snorted coldly: "Little fox, what do you know? As long as Brother Feng takes the Hundred Flowers Palace, Song Hu will naturally swear allegiance to Leng Feng." ”
"It's so troublesome! In my opinion, it's better to annex the Flying Tigers now. Some people are too kind to women. Ming Feihu shook his head disdainfully.
"You ......"
Lu Jiaojiao's eyes were round, and when she was about to step forward to theorize, Leng Feng shouted angrily: "Enough, shut up for me." Gu Jing Bubo's eyes glared at Ming Feihu fiercely, and said coldly: "Remember, in this alliance, I am the boss." What to do, it's not your turn to dictate. Next time, dare to question my decision. I don't mind giving you the punishment you deserve. ”
Ming Feihu sneered and twisted his head to one place. I almost blew up my lungs in my heart, and no one dared to talk to me like this since I was a child. If it weren't for the rules set by Ming Cry and Lu Xingyun, he would have led people to teach Leng Feng a lesson.
Lu Longzhi on the side saw that Ming Feihu was deflated, and his heart was dark. Chong Leng Feng said: "President, the second battle group is operating very smoothly, and the combat mission assigned by the chairman has been successfully completed. ”
"Well, well done. Let's go into the city!" Leng Feng waved his hand and took the lead in walking towards the Flying Tiger City Blade Society's station.
In the room, Leng Feng carefully laid out the combat missions for the next stage. and Ming Fei Fox Lu Longzhi, after discussing the details of the specific operation. led more than 10,000 members of the Blade Society, and marched violently towards the area controlled by the Hundred Flowers Palace.
After staying away from Flying Tiger City, Leng Feng urged the power of the soul and brought the huge team into the divine space one by one. Urging the wings of Hades, he flew into the void as fast as lightning and disappeared in an instant.
In the Drifting Snow City, Pang Ye, who is enshrined in the city, enjoys all kinds of privileges as a martial powerhouse. Pang Ye, who was sweating profusely from sword practice, walked into the bathroom to wash up with a small song.
As soon as he stepped through the door, he noticed a faint fluctuation of magical power. My heart was sudden, and I didn't react yet. In the corner of his eye, dozens of men in black were already rushing forward like meteors. Caught off guard, Pang Ye was instantly controlled. was sealed by a man as strong as an iron tower, and his cultivation was sealed with a confinement bracelet.
Pang Ye looked at the crowd that suddenly appeared with a little panic, and his heart was extremely frightened. In the brief contact that had just been made, all of these men were martial powerhouses. said coldly: "Everyone, I don't know where Pang offended everyone, so that he didn't care about the dignity and honor of Wuzun, and shamelessly bullied the less. ”
The man, who was as strong as an iron tower, had a sneer on his face, and punched the opponent in the abdomen. Disdainfully: "As far as you don't care about it, we are just carrying out the master's orders." ”
Pang Wuzun was hit hard in the abdomen, and he curled up to the ground with a muffled snort. Fine cold sweat rolled out of his forehead. This punch almost killed him. His mouth was wide open, gasping desperately.
"Who are you, do you know who I am?" Pang Wuzun yelled angrily.
A young handsome man slowly stepped forward and sneered condescendingly: "Don't waste your time, I have already laid a silent barrier here, even if you shout through your throat, no one will hear you." ”
"Who are you, what do you want to do?" Pang Wuzun asked suspiciously when he saw that the rest of the martial arts powerhouses were all respectful to the man.
"Leng Feng, the president of the Blade Society. Open your soul to me and become my war servant!" Leng Feng smiled.
"Don't think about it, I'd rather die than be your war servant. Pang Ye was shocked in his heart, and then roared angrily.
Leng Feng glanced at the fierce tiger and turned to walk towards Lu Jiaojiao.
The tiger smirked, forcibly broke Pang Wuzun's mouth, put a pitch-black elixir into it, and forced the other party to take it. After the effect of the drug is onset, he takes out the dagger and cuts the opponent's body wantonly.
"Ah...... Stop, you brutes. "I was forced to take a nerve sensitivity drug, and the pain on my body was almost magnified to the limit. Pang Wuzun's mouth let out a miserable howl that was not like a human voice, obviously suffering a great deal of pain.
"Brother Feng, I didn't expect the god-level necklace to have such a magical ability, so wouldn't the martial artists of these hostile forces be able to escape. Lu Jiaojiao's eyes flashed with brilliance.
With the god-level necklace, Leng Feng, who silently infiltrated Pang Wuzun's mansion, smiled when he heard the words: "It can be said that as long as I want to, I can appear where I want to go with the god-level necklace." I had no choice but to do this, and I didn't want to be looked down upon by Ming Feihu. ”
"Great, in this way, the destruction of the Hundred Flowers Palace is just around the corner. Lu Jiaojiao's beautiful eyes were full of dazzling brilliance, and she said excitedly.
Under the devastation of the fierce tiger and dozens of martial artists, Pang Wuzun was soon tortured to death. Leng Feng stepped forward, and the staff of death in his hand quickly unleashed a series of cursed magic. further destroyed Pang Wuzun's soul.
After a long time, Leng Feng released his soul imprisoning magic with a solemn face. The extremely powerful soul power swept out, and it sank into the opponent's eyebrows like lightning. Today's Leng Feng is already a powerhouse of the Holy Demon Master. The power of the soul is getting stronger and stronger. Destroying Pang Wuzun's soul resistance all the way. In the sea of consciousness of the other party, the power of the soul is used to depict an incomparably complex soul array. This is an extremely domineering soul detention formation in the Sacred Book of the Undead.
Lu Jiaojiao fidgeted and looked at Leng Feng restlessly, her beautiful face full of worry. After all, the confrontation of the soul is the most dangerous, and once it fails, the soul will die.
"Madame, don't worry, the master will be fine. Seeing this, the tiger hurriedly comforted.
Time passed under Lu Jiaojiao's restless anxious waiting, minute by minute. I don't know how long it took, but the lusterless cold front in his eyes suddenly regained his vitality. A smile appeared on the handsome face.
"Brother Feng, how is it?" Lu Jiaojiao hurriedly stepped forward and asked extremely nervously.
Leng Feng smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's already successful." "Pang Wuzun on the ground was all repaired by the power of the contract, and his flesh and blood were blurred.
The power of Leng Feng's soul swept out, summoning Di Tai and a large number of martial artists from the divine space. Pointing to Pang Wuzun on the ground, he ordered: "Di Tai, find a few undead Dharma Venerables and read his memories." According to the memory, all the martial honor-level powerhouses that he knew were all accepted as war servants. ”
"Yes, master. The subordinates will do it. Di Tai hurriedly motioned for some undead Dharma Venerables to start moving. After a while, under the leadership of Pang Wuzun, who had recovered from his injuries, a group of people who had subdued the Hidden Realm Pill and suppressed the Wuzun who had cultivated to the realm of the Martial King, followed Pang Wuzun and strode out.
Leng Feng and Lu Jiaojiao glanced at each other, and they both entered the divine space. Controlling the god-level necklace, he flew towards the next city without a shadow.
Days passed, and Ming Feihu stood in the ruined city, slightly tired as his subordinates scavenged for loot. His eyes were full of doubts, God knows where the martial arts powerhouses had gone. This has captured three cities in a row, and there is not a single martial honorable powerhouse who has appeared. It's just so bizarre. Please report the strong people, where have they gone?
Not only Ming Feihu was puzzled, but even Lu Longzhi was confused. This way to attack the city and advance quickly. Still thinking about attracting some martial artists to join? I didn't expect to encounter any of them.
Ming Feihu looked at Lu Longzhi and wondered: "The surname Lu, will all the martial powerhouses take refuge in Leng Feng?" ”
"It's ridiculous, that's a martial honorable-level powerhouse. Even if you lose to Leng Feng, it is not easy to get out of the way. I don't think that Leng Feng has this kind of means to make so many martial artists willingly take refuge. Lu Longzhi scoffed.
Ming Feihu touched a nail, but he didn't mind. It's just that the cute brow is furrowed tighter. He muttered in a low voice, "If it wasn't for Leng Feng's doing, then how could these martial venerables disappear." What is the Blade Club led by Leng Feng doing?"
For several days, Leng Feng controlled the god-level necklace and ran back and forth between several cities. The headhunter team sent by himself does almost everything. Sneak attacks, assassinations, pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, etc. As long as a Martial Venerable level powerhouse is contracted, then for Leng Feng, the entire city's Martial Venerable has already fallen. Under the deception of the war servants, one by one Wuzun was deceived into the ambush circle, ambushed by several times the strength of the Wuzun, and humiliated became the war servants of several necromancers. All Leng Feng can do now is collect the soul fragments that the necromancer keeps presenting.
Through this period of crazy headhunting, the number of Wuzun war servants under Leng Feng's command swelled at an extremely fast speed. Every time after sweeping the Wuzun in the city, he would use the messenger to contact Ming Feihu and Lu Long to receive the territory. Of course, with the god-level necklace, the treasure trove in the city will be looted in advance without alarming anyone. As a result, Ming Feihu and Lu Longzhi were even more depressed. They all guessed that it must have been Leng Feng's hands and feet. Fortunately, Leng Feng only picked up some valuable and rare things, which made the two of them not go without harvest.
In the chamber of the Hundred Flowers Palace, the various fallen cities, as well as all kinds of information, are piled up like a hill of copywriting. A man with an icy aura around him, frowning, checked the information at a glance.
After a long time, the man put down the information in his hand, and his eyes were full of suspicion. Said coldly: "Before the city is occupied, there will always be some martial honorable powerhouses who will disappear inexplicably. Then the newly emerging forces, the Blade Society, will attack the city. Someone must be doing something about this. ”
"My lord, my subordinates will send someone to investigate this matter thoroughly. As for the Blade Society, judging from the current intelligence, it is not the opponent of the Hundred Flowers Palace. An old man said with a solemn face.
"Send someone to Tongtian City to find out the reason for the disappearance of the martial honorable-level powerhouse. In addition, gather the surrounding forces and make every effort to eliminate the Blade Society. The Hundred Flowers Palace Lord roared with anger.