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With a steely sound, a large area of fire splashed out of the place where the two were fighting, directly submerging the bodies of the two, and then a circle of fiery red ripples centered on the place where the two were fighting, quickly spreading to the surrounding area for more than ten meters. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When this fiery red ripple swept across Zhao Jingfeng's body, the high temperature contained in it that still did not dissipate burned the coarse cloth clothes on Zhao Jingfeng's body a little black, if it weren't for the fact that Zhao Jingfeng's clothes were already stained with blood at the moment, so that his clothes kept a trace of moisture, I am afraid that his current clothes would have been burning.

In that large area of firelight, Mu Qing and the middle-aged man both retreated a little messily, and both of them looked a little embarrassed.

Mu Qing's neat hair had become extremely messy, his face had turned pale, and the fiery red giant sword in his right hand had also become dull.

The middle-aged man was wrapped in powerful wind spiritual power, and on his body, many places on his originally intact and neat clothes had left black spots that had been turned by the fire, and only half of the sleeves of his hands were left.

Because of the use of exercises, the fighting momentum between Mu Qing and the middle-aged man was much greater than that of Zhao Jingfeng, and this large area of firelight suddenly attracted a lot of loose cultivators, and suddenly, those scattered cultivators and bandits who were still in the battle all turned their corners of their eyes to the direction of Mu Qing and the middle-aged man's battle, and when they saw that large piece of firelight, some of the more knowledgeable scattered cultivators suddenly couldn't help but exclaim.

"That's actually a substantial flame, if the strength has not reached the Martial Emperor, it is impossible to produce a substantial flame, isn't it, that, that's a high-level exercise!"

"High-level exercises!

"There are people who know high-level exercises!"

Whether it was casual cultivation or some bandits, all those who recognized Mu Qing's exercises exclaimed in surprise, and their eyes were full of surprise and disbelief when they looked there, after all, high-level exercises were too rare and expensive in the Soul Treasure Star, and some ordinary casual cultivators with low strength would probably not be able to see the color of high-level exercises in their lifetime.

After being surprised, the eyes of the vast majority of loose cultivators and bandits flashed with greed, the exercises in the soul treasure star are definitely the most coveted and desired things in the hearts of any martial artist, because with high-level exercises, you can perform powerful attacks that exceed your own strength several times or more than ten times, in this completely respectful strength, there are soul treasure stars that are fighting everywhere, and with a high-level exercise in your body, then your life will have an extra layer of protection.

Looking at the greed in the eyes of those loose cultivators and bandits, Zhao Jingfeng couldn't help frowning, the husband is not guilty, and he understands better than anyone else that Mu Qing has a high-level exercise, which is definitely beyond his expectations.

And at this moment, Mu Qing's high-level exercises were actually exposed in front of this multi-level cultivator, with the preciousness of high-level exercises in the Soul Treasure Star, it would definitely cause him endless trouble, even if it was not impossible to die because of this, after all, Mu Qing's own strength was still too weak now.

Now, Zhao Jingfeng is not only worried about Mu Qing's future comfort in his heart, although he and Mu Qing have not known each other for a long time, and they can only be regarded as meeting in Pingshui, but Zhao Jingfeng understands in his heart that Mu Qing is involved in the fight with the middle-aged man in order to save himself, thus exposing the matter of having high-level exercises.

Looking at Mu Qing with burning eyes, the middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Such a powerful high-level exercise, with the strength of a martial artist, you can actually hit me with all my strength!" Speaking of this, the middle-aged man's tone paused slightly, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Although you can temporarily exert an attack as strong as a martial spirit with the exercises, this is not your own strength after all, I see how long you can last." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man raised the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, and just as he was about to attack Mu Qing again, suddenly, several powerful momentum came from afar.

Feeling the powerful momentum that suddenly appeared, the middle-aged man showed a look of joy on his face, in his opinion, this was the master of the Fang Fang who had already killed those masters in the Scattered Cultivation Sect, and it was the one who came to support him and the others at this time.

At the end of the darkness in the distance, several black shadows were running towards this side at a very fast speed, and in just one breath, the faces of the black shadows appeared in everyone's sight, and when they saw the faces of those figures, all the scattered cultivators immediately cheered loudly.

"It's the scattered people, it's the scattered people, they're back. ”

"The people of the heavens are scattered, and the people of the heavens are back with a victory. ”

"It's the Liuyun Sanren, they killed the master of the Black Dragon Village. ”

There were five people who returned, each with large and small wounds, and by the flickering fire not far away, it was vaguely possible to see that the clothes on the five of them were already stained with blood, and on their shoulders, they all looked at several corpses.

Listening to the earth-shattering cheers of the scattered cultivators, the faces of the middle-aged man and the bandits who were still fighting with the scattered cultivators suddenly became ugly, and then, the middle-aged man suddenly turned his head and stared at the returning Wandering Scattered People with a pair of eyes wide, his eyes were full of disbelief.

"You, you, how could you come back alive. The middle-aged man swallowed tears with some difficulty, and said in disbelief. When he saw this scene, the middle-aged man already knew in his heart that the masters of his own camp were probably already more auspicious, otherwise, the people who came back would not be people from the Scattered Cultivation Sect, but masters of their own camp.

The middle-aged man's words made the eyes of the five returning cultivators focus on him, and then, the five of them slowly put down the corpse on their shoulders at the same time, and looked at the middle-aged man's eyes full of intense murderous intent.

Feeling the strong killing intent emanating from the five people, the middle-aged man was shocked in his heart, and without the slightest hesitation, he immediately opened his mouth and shouted: "The situation is not good, everyone withdraw!" Without waiting for the words to finish, the middle-aged man put away the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, and with the light cyan light flashed, he had already evacuated towards the distance at the fastest speed, although the five returning masters all had not light injuries, but the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, and there were five of them, and the middle-aged man on the opposite side did not have the slightest confidence of victory.

And just when the middle-aged man moved, two of the five masters who had just returned immediately chased after him.

After listening to the middle-aged man's words, those bandits who were still struggling to support themselves were amnesty, and immediately abandoned their opponents and fled in all directions.

"Kill! Leave no one behind!"

As one of them opened his mouth to order, the remaining scattered cultivators suddenly opened their legs and fought hard to chase and kill the remaining personnel of the Black Dragon Village. For Black Dragon Village, these scattered cultivators hate them to the core, how can they be easily let go.

The masters of their own camp were defeated by the scattered cultivators, and even the only middle-aged man among them who could speak also fled, at this moment, the disciples of the Black Dragon Village all lost the heart to fight again, and only cared about escaping, and even the courage to fight was gone, and on the other hand, the scattered cultivators, because several scattered people and several masters defeated the masters of the Black Dragon Village, one by one, their morale soared, and even the people who were already exhausted suddenly had inexhaustible strength, and they fought hard to chase and kill the fleeing bandits.

There were shouts of killing in the night, but they quickly subsided, and under the leadership of the three masters, more than half of the remaining bandits were killed by the loose cultivators, and only a few who ran fast escaped.

"We won!

"Black Dragon Village has been defeated by us!"

"We have defeated the Black Dragon Village!"

When the battle stopped, the remaining Sanxiu began to cheer loudly one by one, the Black Dragon Village was definitely a nightmare for Sanxiu, the incarnation of death, invincible. Being able to defeat Black Dragon Village is definitely a very proud thing for them.

At this moment, two black shadows rushed towards this place from a distance, and soon stopped in a group of casual cultivators, who were the same ones who had gone to pursue the middle-aged man before.

I saw that the faces of the two were middle-aged men in their thirties and forties, their faces were stained with blood, and they couldn't see their faces, and their bodies were covered with wounds, and their tattered clothes had been stained bright red with blood, and they were also pale on the faces of the two of them full of fortitude, but despite this, the bright eyes were still bright.

Seeing that the two of them returned empty-handed, it was obvious that they did not catch up with the middle-aged man who had escaped.

"Alas, that man has wind and spiritual power, and he has a huge advantage in terms of speed, although the strength of the two of us is stronger than him, but with our state at this time, we can't catch up with him at all, and finally let him escape. One of them spoke, his tone full of helplessness.

"Forget it, let him escape if he escapes! I didn't expect them to be from Black Dragon Village, no wonder the strength is so strong, if it weren't for the mysterious master who helped in the dark this time, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to come back, and it would be fortunate that we could pick up a life this time." It was a burly middle-aged man who spoke, and by the light of the fire, it could be vaguely seen that the skin on his face was darker.

After listening to what the middle-aged man said, the other few people who went to kill the masters of the Black Dragon Village and returned from the few scattered cultivators, their faces were slightly moved, and from their eyes, there was actually a look of happiness and fear.

"Hun Tian Sanren, are you okay?" At this time, a casual cultivator came to the middle-aged man and asked in a concerned tone.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man known as the Chaos Man lowered his head slightly, looked at the wounds on his body, shook his head slightly, and said, "I'm fine, I can still hold on." ”

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man's gaze swept to the few scattered cultivators who were resisted by them on their shoulders, and let out a long sigh, a look of grief flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low tone: "It's a pity that several Daoists have died at the hands of the masters of Black Dragon Village, including Beichuan Sanren." ”

Hearing this, many of the scattered cultivators' expressions were filled with deep sadness, especially the disciples of the Beichuan faction, all of them were in extremely heavy moods, but for the scattered cultivators who had been wandering in the Soul Treasure Star all the year round and had a lot of food on the knife edge, such a thing had obviously been experienced I don't know how many times, and they had long been accustomed to being there, so everyone quickly calmed down.

"Brothers, although we successfully repelled the Black Dragon Village, but this time we only met their small troops, if we encounter their large troops or elite troops, we will not have a way to live, so it is not advisable to stay here for a long time now, everyone immediately count the casualties, bury the brothers who died in battle, and then rush overnight and leave here immediately. The Desert Man said loudly.

Hearing this, the casual cultivators suddenly became busy, among which the scattered cultivators who were more seriously injured were escorted down to treat their injuries with pills, and as for those who were strong and not seriously injured, they were all arranged to dig pits and carry corpses.

Everyone is silently busy, the whole camp presents an eerie quiet, at this moment, no one speaks, they are all silently doing their own things, and the atmosphere is very solemn.

Zhao Jingfeng glanced around, and sighed secretly in his heart, this time the confrontation with the Black Dragon Village, although it achieved the final victory, but it was a tragic victory, after this battle, the combined strength of the three scattered cultivation sects was also greatly weakened, the number of people was sharply reduced from hundreds to less than a hundred, and the strength was less than one-third of the original, and the dozen or so masters who rushed out before, only five people came back, and all of them were injured, and their combat effectiveness greatly decreased, among them, there was even a scattered person of the scattered cultivation sect who was also killed in the battle with the master of the Black Dragon Village。

"Zhao Jingfeng, are you okay! At this moment, a somewhat familiar voice sounded in Zhao Jingfeng's ears.

Hearing this, Zhao Jingfeng looked back, only to see that Mu Qing didn't know when he had come behind him, and the person who spoke was Mu Qing.

Now Mu Qing's state is not very good, his face is sickly pale, the previous confrontation with the middle-aged man, Mu Qing is not as easy as it seems, although the exercises can give full play to his strength, but with his current strength, the use of high-level exercises will also cause a very large load on himself.

Zhao Jingfeng shook his head lightly and said, "I'm fine. Speaking of this, Zhao Jingfeng paused, looked at Mu Qing with a somewhat complicated gaze, and said in a low voice: "Mu Qing, your use of high-level exercises has been discovered by many casual cultivators, along the way, you better be careful! After you reach a safe place, get out of this caravan as soon as possible, otherwise, I'm afraid that some of them will do something unfavorable to you." ”

Hearing Zhao Jingfeng's words, Mu Qing's eyes swept over the busy casual cultivators around him, smiled, and said, "Zhao Jingfeng, thank you for your kind reminder, I will be careful." Having said that, Mu Qing's expression did not show the slightest worry, as if he didn't pay attention to these loose cultivations at all.