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Zhao Jingfeng is very confident in his swordsmanship, just now, he has stabbed the throats of the three people with great accuracy, ending the lives of the three of them in an instant, without making a single sound. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhao Jingfeng cautiously approached the rest of the tents all the way, letting the rain of beans beat on him, and now his whole person has become a soup chicken, his clothes have long been soaked, and the rain is constantly dripping all over his body.

Originally, Zhao Jingfeng planned to fight with the people of the Honghuang family, but this sudden heavy rain made him change his way of action.

If some people of the Honghuang family were hunted by means of assassination before the war, it could greatly weaken the strength of the Honghuang family, and if the old master of the Honghuang family who had reached the martial emperor could be assassinated, then these people would really have no threat to Zhao Jingfeng.

However, Zhao Jingfeng was still not sure that he would be able to assassinate Emperor Wu, so now he just wanted to clean up some small characters and weaken the strength of the Honghuang family to the greatest extent.

Although the method of assassination is not what Zhao Jingfeng is good at, but because the downpour completely covered up the movement caused by Zhao Jingfeng's actions, no one noticed him, and in just one stick of incense, Zhao Jingfeng has killed more than 100 people in the way of assassination, accounting for one-third of the total number of people here.

When the time of a stick of incense passed again, the number of people who died in the hands of Zhao Jingfeng was already close to two hundred, and now, among the more than 100 tents around, more than half of them were completely filled with blood, and a lot of blood was left outside, slowly spreading in all directions along the rain, and a faint smell of blood floated around the camp.

And in the center, in a huge tent, the old family of the Honghuang family was sitting cross-legged on a futon and cultivating with his eyes closed, his whole body did not move, as if he was a stone sculpture.

At this moment, the nose of the old master of the Honghuang family moved slightly, and then the closed eyes suddenly opened, and two essences flashed from the eyes.

The old master of the Honghuang family sniffed the air fiercely, frowned slightly, and muttered, "Strange, how can there be a faint smell of blood."

As soon as the words fell, the ears of the old master of the Honghuang family moved slightly, and then he seemed to notice something, his face changed suddenly, and he immediately shouted: "Everyone wake me up, there is an enemy." Before the words fell, the old head of the Honghuang family had disappeared into the tent.

In the camp tent of the Honghuang family, all the living people were awakened, and then they quickly rushed out of the tent regardless of the heavy rain outside.

His deeds were exposed, and Zhao Jingfeng no longer concealed it, holding the Yan Xi sword in his hand and immediately killing the nearest person, making sure to kill more people in the shortest possible time.

As soon as Zhao Jingfeng came up, he shot with all his might, and Yan Xijian turned into a manchen shadow in the dark night, instantly enveloping several people and piercing the throats of several people.

The old head of the Honghuang family also discovered Zhao Jingfeng, and when he shouted angrily, he rushed towards Zhao Jingfeng with a machete in his right hand.

At the same time, two hundred meters away, the seven Martial Kings of the Shocking Wind Scattering Sect and the three newly joined Hongyunzi also rushed over quickly.

The Yan Xi sword in Zhao Jingfeng's hand exuded a layer of hazy silver-white sword light, which was so obvious in the dark night, a trace of strong and sharp sword qi emanated, so that people who were closer to Zhao Jingfeng could clearly feel the fierce meaning on Yan Xi's sword.

Now, the people in the entire camp are rushing in the direction of Zhao Jingfeng, Zhao Jingfeng held the Yan Xi sword directly into the crowd and killed it, avoiding the attack of the old master of the Honghuang family, in just a few moments, nearly a dozen martial spirits died under Zhao Yanxi's sword, under the extremely fast speed of Yan Xijian, even the martial king had to be careful to dodge, and these people who only had the strength of martial spirits were almost powerless to fight back in the face of Zhao Jingfeng's fast sword, and anyone who was cut throat died before they even had time to scream.

Facing Zhao Jingfeng who had rushed into the crowd, the old master of the Honghuang family had a strong strength, but he was greatly restricted, and his vision was not good in this dark night, and Zhao Jingfeng and dozens of people from the Honghuang family were mixed together, Rao was a little difficult to identify for a while in his eyes, even if he caught Zhao Jingfeng's figure, it would be gone in a flash, making it difficult for him to shoot at all, otherwise, I am afraid that he will hurt his own people.

Seeing that the people of the Honghuang family continued to fall in the dark night, the old head of the Honghuang family was so angry that his chest began to rise and fall violently, and then he immediately shouted: "Everyone disperse for me."

Hearing this, the people of the Honghuang family scattered one after another, handing over Zhao Jingfeng to the old family master to deal with, and as the dozens of people crowded together in the Honghuang family dispersed, the old family owner of the Honghuang family finally locked Zhao Jingfeng's figure again, and then without the slightest hesitation, he immediately waved the machete in his hand and slashed towards Zhao Jingfeng with surging spiritual power.

Feeling the fierce wind coming from behind him, Zhao Jingfeng's eyes became more and more fierce, and on the Yan Xi sword in his hand, there was suddenly a faint golden and black light, and then Zhao Jingfeng was not afraid at all, and directly swung his long sword towards the big knife of the old master of the Honghuang family.

Zhao Jingfeng has already deeply realized the power of the golden black sword qi, and now he wants to try it, can the current golden black sword qi cut off the Martial Emperor's natal soul treasure.

"Ding!"

Yan Xi's sword and machete collided together in mid-air, making a crisp sound like a steel symphony, and a strong energy burst out at the place where the two natal soul treasures collided, shooting out the surrounding rain in all directions.

The two natal soul treasures were separated at the touch of a touch, Zhao Jingfeng's body retreated more than ten steps uncontrollably before he could stabilize his body, and the right hand holding Yan Xi's sword trembled slightly, after all, the difference between his own strength and the old master of the Honghuang family was too big, and the golden black sword qi could only strengthen his attack, but could not enhance his spiritual power.

The gap between the Martial Emperor and the Martial King is so big that it is like a chasm in the sky, even if it is a killing technique, it is far from being able to make up for it, if it weren't for Zhao Jingfeng's body being much stronger than ordinary people, I'm afraid that this alone would make him seriously injured.

And the old master of the Honghuang family's body trembled violently, his face became a little pale in an instant, and with a low muffled snort coming from his throat, a trace of blood was already uncontrollably flowing out of the corner of his mouth.

The old master of the Honghuang family was full of horror, and immediately raised the natal soul treasure in his hand and looked at it in front of him, although the sky was black now, and he couldn't see his five fingers, but with the close connection between him and the natal soul treasure, he could still clearly perceive that there was an extra gap about the thickness of a finger on the natal soul treasure in his hand.

"This ...... How is this possible. The old head of the Honghuang family felt incredulous, at this moment, his heart seemed to be turning up a choppy wave, difficult to calm down, full of horror.

He is already a strong man of the Martial Emperor, and the natal soul treasure conceived in his body has already become extremely hard, it can be said that if his strength is below the martial sect, even if he uses the killing technique, it is impossible to cause the slightest damage to his natal soul treasure, and at this moment, his natal soul treasure is actually damaged, and it has left a gap the thickness of a finger on it, how can this not shock him.

"Could it be that the other party is a supreme powerhouse of the Martial Sect. The old family master of the Honghuang family thought with fear in his heart, but when this idea was first born, he immediately denied it, because he had just fought with Zhao Jingfeng, he could feel that Zhao Jingfeng's strength was definitely much weaker than him, and it was impossible to have the strength of the Martial Sect at all.

"What the hell is going on. The old head of the Honghuang family turned a little pale, with a trace of blood in his mouth, but he couldn't figure out how his natal soul treasure could be destroyed by the other party, with common sense, anyone who can destroy his natal soul treasure is all the top masters of the soul treasure star, and if such a person wants to kill himself, it is as simple as pinching an ant to death, and it is impossible to be forced back by his own blow.

The Natal Soul Treasure was damaged, and the old head of the Honghuang family was also seriously injured.

Just when the old master of the Honghuang family was full of doubts, Zhao Jingfeng rushed towards him again with the Yan Xi sword in his hand, and the hazy silver-white sword qi emitted by the Yan Xi sword was like a bright light in the dark night, so obvious, I saw that the silver-white light like lightning flashed away, and the sharp tip of the sword passed through the raindrops the size of beans at an extremely fast speed, stabbing at the throat of the old master of the Honghuang family.

Although Zhao Jingfeng's sword was very fast, the old master of the Honghuang family was a strong man of the Martial Emperor after all, and the threat posed by the speed of Zhao Jingfeng's fast sword to the old master of the Honghuang family was not as serious as that of the Martial King.

The old master of the Honghuang family suppressed the injuries in his body, and the machete in his right hand suddenly exuded a surging layer of water-blue spiritual power, and suddenly, the surrounding rain seemed to be attracted by some mysterious power, and it quickly gathered towards the machete in the hand of the old master of the Honghuang family, and a circle of water completely gathered by the rain slowly rotated around the machete, and then formed an arm-thick water dragon shot towards Zhao Jingfeng.

Yan Xijian was wrapped in a faint layer of golden-black sword qi, which directly passed through the water dragon and stabbed towards the throat of the old master of the Honghuang family.

A fierce color flashed in the eyes of the old master of the Honghuang family, he didn't believe in evil, and once again brandished the big knife and slashed at Zhao Jingfeng, the big knife with surging spiritual power and thunderous momentum slashed through the sky like lightning, this knife seemed to contain some kind of mysterious trajectory, and with a knife cut out, there was a trace of faint coercion exerted on Zhao Jingfeng.

This time, the old head of the Honghuang family directly used the killing technique.

All the techniques of killing, once cast, will carry a faint coercion, and the more advanced the art of killing, the more powerful the coercion, and not every of these killing techniques has a shocking power, the prelude to the changes in the wind and clouds, some of the killing techniques are completely integrated in the basic attack to perform, without the slightest fireworks, just a move, with an inscrutable mystery of heaven and earth, with unpredictable power, great power.

The power of this knife of the old master of the Honghuang family is extremely extraordinary, the power is much stronger than the previous blow, the two natal soul treasures collided, and the powerful force directly shocked Zhao Jingfeng and flew out, and his mouth kept spitting blood.

The old master of the Honghuang family was also uncomfortable, and at the same time spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face was full of horror and disbelief, and on his natal soul treasure, there was another gap of finger thickness, this time, although he slashed Zhao Jingfeng and flew out, but he added an extra gap to his natal soul treasure.

"His natal soul treasure is strange, although it is not a martial sect, but its attack power is enough to compare to that of a martial sect, and he must not fight hard with him. The old master of the Honghuang family quickly understood, and looked at Zhao Jingfeng with surprise and greed at the moment, he didn't know what made Zhao Jingfeng's attack power so powerful, was it a killing technique, or a treasure? But no matter what kind of thing it was, it was definitely a priceless treasure, if he could take this thing over......

As soon as he thought of this, the heart of the old master of the Honghuang family began to beat vigorously "bang bang", and a pair of old eyes were full of greed staring at Zhao Jingfeng.

Zhao Jingfeng immediately got up from the ground, now he was covered in mud, and then he didn't care about the injuries on his body, and rushed towards the old master of the Honghuang family again.

Although he is not lightly injured now, the Natal Soul Treasure of the old master of the Honghuang family is damaged, and the injury he has suffered is even more serious than him, so compared to the old master of the Honghuang family, Zhao Jingfeng can only be regarded as a minor injury at this point.

Zhao Jingfeng Yan Xi Sword formed a dense sword shadow in the torrential rain, continuously attacking towards the old master of the Honghuang family.

Now the old master of the Honghuang family has understood that Zhao Jingfeng's own strength is not strong, but the strength of the attack power definitely surpasses him, so he does not dare to take Zhao Jingfeng's attack hard, completely avoid Zhao Jingfeng's sword, and attack his body from the side.

However, Zhao Jingfeng's sword originally focused on a fast word, although the old master of the Honghuang family tried his best to avoid his natal soul treasure, but it was still not as fast as Zhao Jingfeng's sword, and Zhao Jingfeng also understood his only advantage over the Martial Emperor, so the main attacks were directed at the natal soul treasure of the old master of the Honghuang family, so as to limit his strength, so that the old master of the Honghuang family could not use his hands and feet at all.

On the other side, the three of Qi Yunzong's Red Yunzi, Green Yunzi, and Huang Yunzi and the seven Martial Kings of the Shocking Wind Scattering Sect have already fought with the remaining dozens of people from the Honghuang Family, but the simple thing is that most of the more than 300 people from their Honghuang Family have been killed by Zhao Jingfeng by means of assassination, and now there are only a few masters of the Martial King rank left, so although Hongyunzi and a few people from the Shocking Wind Scattering Sect are at a disadvantage in numbers, they can barely hold on.

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