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The corpses of more than 20 martial kings lay on the ground, and the bright red blood rendered the entire street a bloody red, and a hundred meters away, countless people gathered to watch the excitement.

They all widened their eyes, and looked at Zhao Jingfeng, who was covered in blood, and the more than 20 people lying on the ground with almost dull eyes, their faces were full of disbelief, and their hearts were full of shock.

Among them, there are many people with extraordinary eyesight, and they can see at a glance that the more than twenty people all have the strength of the Martial King, and the powerful force formed by the gathering of more than twenty Martial Kings is enough to sweep the entire Daze City, a second-level Xiuzhen City, but I didn't expect that so many Martial Kings would all die in the hands of a young man who looked to be only in his twenties in this short period of time.

If they hadn't seen this scene with their own eyes, I'm afraid he wouldn't have believed it anyway, but despite this, the scene in front of them still made many of them unacceptable, it felt so unreal, as if it was a dream, so false.

Zhao Jingfeng's gaze slowly swept over the corpses of more than twenty martial kings lying on the ground, his breathing was slightly short, this successive battles had caused a very serious loss of his spiritual power, making him feel a little tired.

However, Zhao Jingfeng also understands that it is not advisable to stay here for a long time, the corpse of the fifth-order desolate demon has attracted a lot of people, and at this moment, Daze City is the most chaotic time, although there are more than a dozen not weak strengths on the surface, but secretly I am afraid that there are also some scattered cultivation sects and lone rangers who are eyeing themselves! After all, he is now an injured body, and his combat effectiveness is not as good as in his heyday, coupled with the temptation of the fifth-order demon pill and the art of killing, this is enough to stun some people's minds.

Although after the previous test, he can easily kill the Martial King with the "Spiritual Sense Swordsmanship", but the use of the "Spiritual Sense Swordsmanship" will cause a very large loss to his spiritual sense, this is not a long-term solution at all, for the sake of today, it is to leave Daze City immediately, and now Daze City is even more dangerous for Zhao Jingfeng than in the wild.

At this time, Zhao Jingfeng's eyes inadvertently fell on the storage belts around the waists of those martial kings, and his eyes couldn't help but light up, and then Yan Xijian picked them up again and again, and put all the storage belts around their waists into his hands, among them, what made Zhao Jingfeng even more pleased was that he also found three storage rings.

Storage rings are very valuable, far from being comparable to storage belts, it is no exaggeration to say that storage rings are a symbol of status in the soul treasure star, a representative of strength, not as popular as storage belts at all, no matter what kind of people can have, although storage belts are also divided into upper and lower levels, but they are far from being compared with a storage ring.

Put away more than 20 storage belts and two storage rings, in front of so many people, Zhao Jingfeng didn't have time to check what was inside, and then left here immediately.

As soon as they saw Zhao Jingfeng coming, the people who were blocking the street to watch the excitement woke up like a dream, and they all got out of the way with a little horror on their faces for Zhao Jingfeng to pass.

Zhao Jingfeng strode out of the crowd with the Yan Xi sword that was still dripping blood, intimidating everyone, wherever he passed, the people around him were all far away, although Zhao Jingfeng had a young face, but no one dared to underestimate him because of this.

Before coming to the mount of a first-order desolate demon, Zhao Jingfeng stopped, took out a few red gold ingots from his storage belt and gave them to the owner of the first-order desolate demon, and said coldly: "I bought this mount of yours." Saying that, Zhao Jingfeng didn't wait for the owner of this first-order desolate demon mount to agree, jumped directly onto the desolate demon, pulled the reins, and rode the first-order desolate demon towards the direction of the city gate quickly.

And the owner of the first-order desolate demon was just a loose cultivator with martial spirit strength, and after witnessing the scene of Zhao Jingfeng killing more than twenty martial kings, he didn't dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction with Zhao Jingfeng's rude behavior.

Not to mention that Zhao Jingfeng had already paid him, which was far more than the price of this first-order desolate demon itself, even if Zhao Jingfeng forcibly snatched this desolate demon, the owner of this desolate demon would not dare to complain in the slightest.

Riding this first-order desolate demon mount, Zhao Jingfeng rushed all the way towards the city gate, and after running wildly for a full stick of incense, he finally saw the looming tall city wall in front of him.

But fortunately, there was nothing Zhao Jingfeng didn't want to see along the way, although in addition to more than a dozen of the top two forces in the surrounding cities, there were also many scattered cultivation sects and some lone rangers who were not weak, and these people originally planned to get involved, after all, the temptation of two fifth-order demon pills and a high-level killing technique was too great. But as soon as they received the news that more than thirty Martial Kings had died at the hands of Zhao Jingfeng, it was like a bucket of cold water poured on their heads, making them immediately give up the idea of encircling Zhao Jingfeng.

In the distance, as soon as the guards on the city wall saw Zhao Jingfeng, who was riding a first-order desolate demon and covered in blood, he immediately shouted something to the people below on the city wall, and the soldiers under the city wall also immediately lined up some people who entered and left the city to make way for Zhao Jingfeng, obviously having already received an order from the city lord of Daze City.

In the heart of the city lord of Daze City, he wished that Zhao Jingfeng, the plague god who could make peace in Daze City, send it out as soon as possible, after all, if he continued to stay here, the forces attracted by him would not be easy to provoke, even if it was the city lord of Daze City, he would not want to offend.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Jingfeng's speed did not decrease by a slight, and he still maintained a high speed and rushed towards the city gate, and finally rushed out of the city gate with a strong wind in the surprised eyes of a group of people.

Out of the city gate, Zhao Jingfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief, for him, this wilderness is much safer than in Daze City, after all, here, there will be no almost endless enemy harassment, especially the local forces in Daze City, who knows how strong their strength is, whether there are masters of the Martial Emperor class hidden in it, and besides, he killed many of them Martial Kings, those local forces will definitely not just give up, continue to stay in Daze City, which is equivalent to facing their endless harassment.

"Hehe, Mr. Zhao Yun is really a good skill! I can't see that he is young, but his strength is so strong, this should be the effect of that killing technique!" Just when Zhao Jingfeng left Daze City about ten kilometers, a slightly old, but full of breath voice suddenly came from behind.

Hearing this, Zhao Jingfeng's face changed suddenly, and he immediately turned his head to look, only to see that about five kilometers behind, a figure was chasing after him at an extremely fast speed, and the speed was much, much faster than the first-order desolate demon under Zhao Jingfeng's seat.

"Oh no!" Zhao Jingfeng's face suddenly became a little pale, just from the speed of the person who came, he could see that the opponent's strength was definitely much stronger than the Martial King he had killed before, and the two might not be at the same level of strength at all.

"Old man, do you also want these two fifth-order demon pills on my body?" The rolling sound came from Zhao Jingfeng's mouth, echoing around this space, and spread far away.

"Hehe, although the fifth-order demon pill is very precious, it is nothing to me, Zhao Yun, I want your killing technique, give me the killing technique, I will never embarrass you. The loud tone of the old man in the back came from afar, and it clearly entered Zhao Jingfeng's ears.

It only took two breaths to speak, and the distance between the old man in the back and Zhao Jingfeng was much closer, from the initial five kilometers, to only four kilometers.

Seeing the terrifying speed of the old man, Zhao Jingfeng's face had become very ugly, and then without the slightest hesitation, he immediately jumped off the back of the first-order desolate demon and ran at full speed on the ground, although this would cause consumption of his spiritual power, but the speed of the first-order desolate demon was much slower than his full run, if he continued to stay on the back of the desolate demon, I am afraid that he would soon be caught up by the old man in the rear.

Zhao Jingfeng ran at full speed on the ground, the violent use of his body involved the hideous and terrifying wound on his back, and the pain that went straight into his heart made the muscles on Zhao Jingfeng's face twitch continuously, his face was already a little pale, and some fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

If you are slashed on the back by a sword, the pain will not be so intense, but at this moment, the body is moving violently, and the wound on the back is constantly expanding, and the waves of pain from the slow tearing of the muscles are simply destroying people's nerves.

Zhao Jingfeng endured the severe pain in his back, and fled into the distance at full speed, for the old man in the back, although he did not fight him, he felt an unprecedented threat in Zhao Jingfeng's heart.

The strength of the old man in the rear is absolutely powerful and terrifying.

Looking at Zhao Jingfeng, who was running quickly forward, the old man who was chasing behind couldn't help but show a sneer on his face, and said, "Zhao Yun, you're just wasting your efforts like this, you can't escape from the palm of my hand." After that, the old man's already fast speed suddenly soared by three points again, and the distance between him and Zhao Jingfeng was rapidly narrowing.

Four kilometers ......

Three kilometers ......

Two kilometers ......

The old man's speed was very fast, in less than a cup of tea, the distance between him and Zhao Jingfeng had been shortened from the previous five kilometers to one kilometer away, although Zhao Jingfeng had increased the speed he could achieve to the extreme, but he still couldn't get rid of the old man chasing after him.

Moreover, escaping with such a full force was also very serious to Zhao Jingfeng's spiritual power consumption, and finally when the old man was only less than five hundred meters away from him, Zhao Jingfeng finally stopped, turned around, and stared at the old man with some panting.

Seeing that Zhao Jingfeng did not escape, the old man also slowed down, and finally stood at a distance of twenty meters away from Zhao Jingfeng, with a seemingly kind smile on his face, and a pair of eyes full of curiosity and surprise looked at Zhao Jingfeng.

"Zhao Yun, this shouldn't be your real name! But it doesn't matter to me anymore, but I am really shocked that you can kill more than thirty Martial Kings with the strength of a high-level martial spirit. The old man said with a smile on his face, his tone kind and kind.

Listening to the old man's kind voice, Zhao Jingfeng frowned slightly, but this voice made him feel a faint familiarity, as if he had heard it somewhere.

Immediately, Zhao Jingfeng had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and suddenly remembered a person, and immediately said in a deep voice: "Old man, if my guess is correct, you should belong to the Houtu family of Gaopo City!" For the Houtu family, Zhao Jingfeng was very impressed, in the Tianfeng auction, those who gathered more than ten of the strongest forces in several surrounding cities did not dare to compete with the Houtu family for the corpse of the fifth-order desolate demon, and everyone was willing to give up the corpse of the first fifth-order desolate demon to the Houtu family, and finally let the Houtu family only spend a very small amount of money to auction a precious fifth-order desolate demon corpse.

Since then, Zhao Jingfeng has already known in his heart that the strength of the Houtu family is probably extremely strong, at least, those forces from different places who can be called overlords on one side are extremely jealous of the Houtu family.

The old man nodded slightly, and said, "Yes, the old man is a member of the Houtu family, Zhao Yun, I only need the killing technique on your body, as for the two fifth-order demon pills, I will not touch you." ”

Looking at the flickering gaze in Zhao Jingfeng's eyes, the old man snorted lightly and continued: "Zhao Yun, you better hand over the killing technique! The old man is not as easy to deal with as those martial kings, and in front of a martial emperor, you, a high-level martial spirit, have no hope of escaping at all. ”

"Martial Emperor!" Hearing this, Zhao Jingfeng took a deep breath, although before, he had already guessed in his heart that the strength of the old man had probably reached the Martial Emperor, but it was just a guess after all, and at this moment, after the old man's personal confirmation, he finally had to accept such a fact. The old man he is facing now will actually be a martial emperor.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Jingfeng quickly calmed down and said, "Senior, if I say that there is no killing technique in my hands, will you believe it?"

Hearing this, the old man's smiling face instantly became serious, and the sharp light in his eyes flashed: "Zhao Yun, my patience is limited, I don't have so much time to waste with you here, you better hurry up and hand over the killing technique! Otherwise, I will have to do it myself." ”

Speaking of this, the old man's tone paused slightly, and then a grim smile appeared on his face, and said: "If you really don't have the killing technique on your body, then it doesn't matter, then you can go to my Houtu family to live for a while! ”