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Immediately, a sneer of disdain appeared on Zhao Jingfeng's face, and then he continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened.

After a few breaths, a dense movement came into Zhao Jingfeng's ears more clearly, and now the sound of the movement was so loud that it could be heard clearly without deliberately listening.

And the half-human-tall weeds in front of them were also shaking violently as if they were being blown by a breeze, and as the weeds fluctuated, cyan sounds and shadows flickered among the weeds at a very fast speed, and the number was innumerable.

Zhao Jingfeng's demeanor was calm, and he was still walking forward unhurriedly, and in his right hand, powerful spiritual power surged out, and soon converged into a silver-white long sword.

"Howl!"

At this moment, a low wolf howl suddenly came, and then, I saw a cyan figure jumping out of the weeds and quickly rushing towards Zhao Jingfeng.

Zhao Jingfeng didn't squint, just when the cyan figure just approached his body, as his right arm trembled slightly, the Yan Xi sword he held in his right hand also turned into a silver-white light and disappeared, and at the same time, he also took a big stride out under his feet, just avoiding the cyan figure that rushed towards him.

And the cyan figure that pounced on him also fell to the ground weakly, and only then did he see that it was actually a black oil wolf, and at the neck of the black oil wolf, there was naturally an extremely small blood hole.

Just when this black oil wolf was lying on the ground, suddenly, a cyan figure jumped up from the weeds, and at the same time rushed towards Zhao Fengfeng, the big open blood basin huge mouth, exuding a heavy greasy smell, and the irritated nose was almost unable to breathe.

Zhao Jingfeng's expression was calm, the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, his right arm had turned into phantoms, and Yan Xijian stabbed several swords in an instant at a lightning speed, each sword accurately hit the throat of a black oil wolf.

Most of these black oil wolves were first-order and second-order strength, and they were not at all threatening to Zhao Jingfeng.

In the dense weeds, the cyan figure kept jumping up, rushing towards Zhao Jingfeng, but Zhao Jingfeng's pace did not stop because of this, and even the speed of progress did not slow down a minute, in front of him, the fast-swinging Yan Xi Sword had turned into a dense sword net, flashing around him, every flicker, would take away the life of a black wolf.

The black oil wolves hidden in the grassland are conservatively estimated to be as many as thousands, and an encirclement circle with a radius of hundreds of meters has been formed, which encloses Zhao Jingfeng tightly, and within this radius of several hundred meters, it has been completely filled with black oil wolves hidden in the weeds, despite this, but the black oil wolves that can attack Zhao Jingfeng at the same time are definitely not more than twenty.

Although he sensed the horror of the number of black oil wolves around him, Zhao Jingfeng did not take it to heart, dealing with these desolate demons whose strength was only one or two orders, Zhao Jingfeng almost killed with one blow, and it was extremely easy, and the consumption caused to him was minimal.

If the rest of the scattered cultivators meet such a large number of black oil wolves, I am afraid that even those who have the strength of the Martial King will feel a headache, although it is difficult for the first- and second-order desolate demons to hurt the powerhouses of the Martial King rank, but these thousands of numbers, even if they don't fight back, just standing there and letting you kill, will make your chopping hands weak.

In the vast grassland, it is a very common thing to encounter wolf attacks, Zhao Jingfeng has advanced all the way against the attacks of countless black oil wolves, and the Yan Xi sword in his hand seems to represent the scythe of death, mercilessly harvesting the lives of black oil wolves, all the black oil wolves who pounce on him are without exception pierced by a sword roar, even if the body moves at high speed in mid-air, it is impossible to dodge this fast sword like the scythe of death.

Behind Zhao Jingfeng, the bright red blood had formed a straight line, and the blood splashing everywhere had already dyed the surrounding grass red, and the corpse of the black wolf had been neatly paved into a line of hundreds of meters.

Zhao Jingfeng slaughtered mercilessly all the way, one by one the black oil wolves jumped up from the grassland without fear of death, and rushed towards Zhao Jingfeng endlessly, they didn't seem to have fear and fear at all, Zhao Jingfeng seemed to have some deep hatred in their eyes, ready to die......

Blood continued to splash in mid-air, and the silver-white sword light seemed to be the only one in heaven and earth, blooming with the most brilliant brilliance in this cyan sea mixed with a little blood red.

Zhao Jingfeng's body didn't make much movement, from beginning to end, he maintained his usual speed all the way forward, although there were countless black oil wolves rushing forward and back, but he couldn't stop Zhao Jingfeng in the slightest.

Under such a rapid slaughter, in less than half an hour, there were hundreds of black oil wolves that died in the hands of Zhao Jingfeng, but on Zhao Jingfeng's body, there was not even a single blood stained.

"Whew......"

At this moment, a long wolf howl sounded in the wolves, this wolf howl seemed to be an order, and immediately, those black oil wolves besieging Zhao Jingfeng retreated like lightning, and after leaving behind the corpses of hundreds of companions, they retreated without any hesitation.

The wolves came quickly, and the speed of retreat was not slow, and in the blink of an eye, some of the remaining black oil wolves fled without a trace under the cover of the grassland, only the corpses of hundreds of black oil wolves and the long straight line drawn entirely by blood still remained there.

Looking at the black oil wolf who had escaped without a trace, Zhao Jingfeng withdrew Yan Xijian, after the previous fight, he didn't blush or pant for breath.

"It is rumored that the wild wolves in the grassland are the most ferocious, and it seems that this sentence is really good, all of them are sacrificing their lives and forgetting death, and there is no fear of death at all. Zhao Jingfeng sighed indifferently.

Next, Zhao Jingfeng's direction remained unchanged, and he continued to walk in a straight line, and he didn't pay attention to the hundreds of corpses of the black oil wolf, although there were many first-order and second-order demon pills in them, but with Zhao Jingfeng's current strength and worth, he didn't take the first- and second-order demon pills in his eyes at all, and so many corpses, it would take a lot of time to deal with them, and Zhao Jingfeng, who was only thinking about hurrying, didn't bother to waste this time.

The area of this grassland is very large, and after trekking for two days in a row, Zhao Jingfeng finally walked out of the grassland and came to a sparsely populated desolate area, and then walked for two hours, and finally walked on an official road with countless traces of carriage crushing.

In front of the official road, a team of people and horses drove several carriages slowly towards Zhao Jingfeng's direction.

Zhao Jingfeng looked at the pair of centaurs, although they were thousands of meters apart, but in his extraordinary eyes, he still saw the other party clearly.

It must have been a small caravan, with less than ten carriages in total, and the escorts were probably only about forty people, all riding sturdy and tall horses, and in the middle of the convoy there was a slightly luxuriously decorated carriage.

Zhao Jingfeng walked on the official road at the usual speed, and soon met with the pair of small caravans, and the dozens of burly men who escorted the caravan all glanced back and forth on Zhao Jingfeng's body with sharp eyes, and only a few people casually skimmed Zhao Jingfeng's body with indifferent eyes, and then looked ahead and ignored Zhao Jingfeng.

Just when Zhao Jingfeng was less than five meters away from the caravan, the two actually stopped at the same time, because the direction Zhao Jingfeng was walking in at the moment was just in front of this caravan.

At this time, the gazes of the dozens of big men escorting the caravan towards Zhao Jingfeng had become very unfriendly, and some of them had a fierce light in their eyes, and the slightest murderous intent flashed in their eyes.

"Who is coming, why is it in the way!" a big man shouted at Zhao Jingfeng.

Zhao Jingfeng didn't care about their attitude, arched his hand slightly, and said, "A few of you, I have lost my way this time, I don't know if I can ask you." ”

Hearing this, many people frowned, because the casual cultivation who has been walking in the Soul Treasure Star for many years is either very familiar with the surrounding terrain, or they will carry a map with them, and they will hardly meet a saying that they are lost like Zhao Jingfeng, Zhao Jingfeng's words, these guards will naturally not be easily trusted.

"What nonsense, get out of here, or don't blame the master for being unkind to you. A more grumpy man couldn't help but shout, this big man was naked, and the muscles on his body were exposed to the sun, giving people a strong visual impact, while his lower body was only wearing a pair of shorts.

Hearing this, Zhao Jingfeng's face sank slightly, his eyes stared at the big man who spoke, snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice: "You'd better clean your mouth for me, don't lose your life because of a word." This big man's words obviously angered Zhao Jingfeng.

Zhao Jingfeng's words made the faces of the group of loose cultivators on the opposite side sink, and the big man who was stared at by Zhao Jingfeng's sharp gaze couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and a chill came out of nowhere, rising from the bottom of his heart, and a trace of timidity flashed in his eyes. However, when he found that he was looking timidly under the gaze of a young man who was no more than twenty years old, he immediately became ashamed and angry, but before he could speak, a slightly thick voice came from behind.

"This fellow Daoist, you can't help but say too much!" As he spoke, he saw a middle-aged man riding a black horse slowly walking up from behind, the middle-aged man's face was a little gloomy, and the chill in his eyes surged, looking at Zhao Jingfeng condescendingly.

"The Great Wilderness!"

"The Great Wilderness!"

As soon as this middle-aged man on a black horse appeared, the scattered cultivators around him shouted one after another.

Zhao Jingfeng looked directly at the middle-aged man and said, "Before you say this, you should discipline your disciples first!"

The big man with his bare upper body snorted coldly, stared at Zhao Jingfeng with a fierce look in his eyes, and shouted: "Arrogant, what a boy with a mother and no mother, he dares to be disrespectful to us, let me bring your mother to teach you well!"

When he heard the sentence that there is a mother and there is no mother, Zhao Jingfeng's face changed suddenly, and a strong and solemn murderous aura flashed in his eyes, and then he directly raised his left hand, and steadily borrowed the palm of the big man's fan, and at the same time, his right hand formed a fist and hit the big man's chest.

"Click!"

With the sound of bones shattering, Zhao Jingfeng's fist with powerful spiritual power had already hit Dahan's chest fiercely, and suddenly, Dahan's entire chest sank in. > "Ahh

A scream came from the big man's mouth, and the fierce look on his face suddenly disappeared, and a somewhat dark face had turned pale.

Immediately, I saw a vague afterimage flashing, Zhao Jingfeng's legs with a cold wind had already kicked the big man's chest, lifting the big man's body of more than two hundred pounds high and flying, and finally flew more than ten meters before falling to the ground with a "boom", splashing a piece of smoke and dust, and then a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out of the big man's mouth, and his face had become extremely pale, and his expression shrank.

Looking at the big man who fell to the ground for a long time and couldn't get up, the rest of the scattered cultivators had incredible looks in their eyes, and they were stunned for a while before they reacted, and then they shouted loudly and sacrificed their natal soul treasures, and they wanted to kill Zhao Jingfeng.

"Stop!" The middle-aged man who was riding a black horse and was called a Great Wilderness Scattered Man immediately shouted, and stopped those angry scattered cultivators who were about to kill Zhao Jingfeng in time.

The Great Wilderness Scattered Man rode forward slowly, stared at Zhao Jingfeng with a somewhat solemn face, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, you really just want to ask about the road, and you don't mean anything else. ”

"Not bad!" Zhao Jingfeng nodded slightly and spoke.

"Great Wilderness Sanren, give this little brother a map!"

As soon as Zhao Jingfeng's words fell, a slightly old voice came from behind, although the voice was old, but it was full of energy.

Hearing this voice, Zhao Jingfeng looked back, and the sound came from the slightly luxuriously decorated carriage sandwiched in the middle by the convoy.

There was a look of respect in the eyes of the Great Wilderness Sanren, and he bowed his hand slightly in the direction of the car: "Yes, old man!"

Seeing the expression of the Great Wilderness Sanren, Zhao Jingfeng's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but look in the direction of the carriage a few more times, although he could feel that there were people inside, but from such a distance, he couldn't feel the strength of the people in the carriage.

Immediately, the Great Wilderness Sanren took out a painting scroll from the storage belt and threw it at Zhao Jingfeng, saying: "This is the map of the Later Jin Dynasty, take it!"

Zhao Jingfeng stretched out his hand to take the scroll and unfolded it to take a general look, then rolled up the scroll, arched his hand slightly, and left without saying anything.