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The throat of the ancestor of the black electric family was immediately ruptured, and a stream of blood sword spurted out from his throat, and the Yan Xi sword that had penetrated from his heart suddenly returned the same way, and pierced his throat from behind when the ancestor of the black electric family was defenseless. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The ancestor of the Black Electric Family was shocked, and he couldn't care about killing Zhao Jingfeng anymore, so he immediately pulled out the giant sword inserted into Zhao Jingfeng's chest and flew into the air quickly.

"Whoosh!" The sound of breaking the air under his feet came again, and he saw that Yan Xijian seemed to be transformed into a divine sword full of spirituality, and it actually flew up from below without anyone controlling it, chasing the ancestor of the black electricity family all the way, and the degree was very fast.

Yan Xi's sword flashed away at the feet of the ancestor of the black electric family, and the blood stained the sky red, and a pair of legs of the ancestor of the black electric family were immediately cut off and fell from the sky.

The ancestor of the Black Electric Family let out a miserable scream, and his body flew up to a height of five hundred meters in the blink of an eye, turning into a small black dot and staring downward, looking at Yan Xijian who was flying alone in the sky below with a pair of eyes full of horror, with an incredible look on his face.

Looking at the ancestor of the black electric family who had already flown up to five hundred meters in the air, Zhao Jingfeng's heart was also secretly horrified, Wu Zong's vitality was so strong, his Yan Xi sword first shattered the heart of the black electric family ancestor, and then penetrated his throat, so that he could still not die, which made Zhao Jingfeng feel unbelievable, Wu Zong was not only strong, but also his vitality was so tenacious.

It's a pity that his spiritual sense sword technique can only control Yan Xijian to shuttle within a range of two hundred meters, and now the ancestor of the black electric family has flown up to a height of five hundred meters, and Zhao Jingfeng has no way to take him, such a distance, his spiritual sense sword technique can't reach it, because once he crosses the range of two hundred meters, his control over Yan Xijian will become smaller and smaller, and if he crosses three hundred meters, then he will lose control of Yan Xijian.

Yan Xi's sword turned into a white light and flew back into Zhao Jingfeng's hand, although Zhao Jingfeng's face was pale and he had been severely injured, he still refused to let go of the ancestor of the black electric family easily, the golden black sword qi was scattered from Yan Xi's sword, and with the swing of the long sword, more than a dozen golden and black sword qi were shot into the air by Zhao Jingfeng.

The ancestor of the Black Electric Family was suspended high in the air, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and his appearance at the moment looked even more terrifying, a transparent hole the size of a fist appeared in the heart of his chest, and he could even see the scene behind him from this hole, and a relatively small hole also appeared in his neck, the throat was ruptured, the flesh and blood were blurred, and it was shocking, Rao was so, but he still did not die.

Looking at the golden black sword qi shot from below, the ancestor of the black electric family hurriedly moved his body to dodge the attack of the golden black sword qi, and then glanced at Zhao Jingfeng with resentment in his eyes, and quickly flew away.

Now the two injuries on his body are very serious, although he will not be killed in a short time, but he must also be treated as soon as possible, if he continues to stay, with some of the strange abilities that Zhao Jingfeng has shown that people can't guard against, I can't say that he is really going to fall here today!

Regarding the departure of the ancestor of the Black Electric Family, Zhao Jingfeng had no way to stop him, so he could only stand on the ground and watch him disappear from his eyes.

After the ancestor of the Black Electric Family left, Zhao Jingfeng also breathed a sigh of relief, after today's battle, he also had a certain understanding of the strong men of the Martial Sect class, if it weren't for the unstoppable ability of the Spiritual Sense Swordsmanship, I am afraid that he would really not be able to hit a strong man like the Martial Sect. With such a strong person, the threat posed by the golden black sword qi to them is very small, and they are no longer like the Martial Emperor, whenever they are hit by the golden black sword qi on their natal soul treasure, it can cause them great trauma.

"It seems that if we have to find a way to restore the Heavenly Dragon Zuma Weapon Spirit as much as possible, only by allowing the Heavenly Dragon Zuma Instrument Spirit to recover some strength, the golden and black sword qi that I can borrow will be stronger. Zhao Jingfeng's face was pale, and he sat on the ground exhausted, now that the threat posed by the Heavenly Dragon Zuma Weapon Spirit to a strong person like the Martial Sect was not great, he had to find a way to make the Heavenly Dragon Zuma Instrument Spirit recover his strength. Because, now the Heavenly Dragon Zuma Instrument Spirit entrenched in his dantian is still very weak, and its strength is less than one-ten-thousandth of what it was in its heyday.

The little white tiger in his arms lay on Zhao Jingfeng's chest, stretched out his tongue and licked the blood on Zhao Jingfeng's body with relish, looking hungry and thirsty.

Zhao Jingfeng rested for a moment, then took the little white tiger off his chest and put it on the muddy ground beside him, and then sat cross-legged, ready to use the Immortal Dew Aura to heal himself.

"Woo woo woo...... Woo woo woo ......" left Zhao Jingfeng's chest, the little white tiger was immediately unhappy, his mouth kept whining, his short limbs crawled on the ground with difficulty, and finally climbed up Zhao Jingfeng's legs with great effort, and a pair of front paws leaned on Zhao Jingfeng's body and stood up, licking the blood on Zhao Jingfeng's body hungrily.

Looking at the little white tiger's appearance, Zhao Jingfeng couldn't cry or laugh, and then endured the pain on his body, took off the blood-stained clothes and threw them on the ground, and then gently hugged the little tiger and put it on the side of the blood-stained clothes.

At this time, the little white tiger finally stopped relying on Zhao Jingfeng, holding the blood-stained clothes and biting hard, it seemed to like the smell of blood very much.

Next, Zhao Jingfeng began to heal himself with the Immortal Dew Aura, because he had previously lost a lot of spiritual consciousness for the White Tiger Wu Bailan to seal the dark power and did not recover, so now he could not completely heal the injuries in his body at one time, only half of the healing had to stop, and then he held the little white tiger to find a hidden cave to hide, and immediately recovered his excessive spiritual sense.

The ancestor of the black electric family was seriously injured and fled, because he knew his position, Zhao Jingfeng didn't know when the ancestor of the black electric family would come to deal with him, so now he had to let himself recover as soon as possible, as long as he used enough strength, he would have the capital to escape, otherwise, dragging a seriously injured body would not only not be able to escape far, but once he was caught up by a strong man like Wu Zong, he would not be able to deal with it.

It took Zhao Jingfeng a day, and the lost spirit finally recovered as before, and then immediately controlled the Immortal Dew Aura to heal himself.

Because Zhao Jingfeng's spiritual sense had increased a lot, the Immortal Dew Spiritual Qi he controlled was also more powerful, and although he was seriously injured, it only took an hour and a half to recover as before.

After recovering from his injuries, Zhao Jingfeng did not rest, and immediately took out a fifth-order demon pill from the storage ring and began to replenish the lost spiritual power. In the battle with Wu Zong, he operated the Fighting Saint Method, although his combat effectiveness was tripled, but the cost was also huge, the consumption of spiritual power was three times that of normal circumstances, and his spiritual power had not been restored to its peak before, resulting in this fierce battle, Zhao Jingfeng was already on the verge of exhaustion.

The recovery of spiritual power was very long, and with the help of the Heavenly Dragon Zuma Instrument Spirit, it took Zhao Jingfeng a full five hours to restore his spiritual power to its peak state.

Zhao Jingfeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, stood up again, took out a set of clothes from the storage ring and put it on himself, and then walked out of the cave with the little white tiger who was still asleep.

It was pitch black outside the cave, it was early in the morning, and the poisonous gas wafting in the fierce poisonous forest seemed to be a little stronger than during the day, but the poisonous gas was very weak, and it could not pose the slightest threat to a strong person like the Martial Emperor, and it could be completely ignored.

Through the lush foliage above the forest, you can clearly see the stars that fill the entire sky, and a full moon hangs high in the sky, scattering a bright light.

Zhao Jingfeng stood in front of the hidden cave with the sleeping little white tiger in his arms and listened to the movements around him, and only quietly left here after confirming that it was safe.

Zhao Jingfeng was running fast in the dark forest, along the way, he saw that there were beating torches everywhere in the fierce poison forest, from some words and paragraphs, Zhao Jingfeng already knew that the fierce poison forest has been blocked by several powerful financial forces, and used money to call on many people to enter the fierce poison forest to find a person holding a small white tiger in his arms.

Zhao Jingfeng knew that the Fierce Poison Forest was no longer safe, so he didn't stop for a moment along the way, took advantage of the cover of the night to leave here quietly, and then cast a phantom to move and quickly fled into the distance.

Two hours later, Zhao Jingfeng had already traveled thousands of miles in the dark night, and at this time, a city in front of him vaguely appeared in Zhao Jingfeng's eyes.

Zhao Jingfeng immediately rushed towards the city, and finally came to a remote place, jumped directly over the city wall, and entered the city unconsciously.

Because it was late at night, the city was very quiet, even the inns were closed, and the huge streets were deserted, and there was not a single ghost.

Zhao Jingfeng shuttled through the street like a ghost with the little tiger in his arms, and soon came to a medium-sized inn, jumped on the window on the third floor of the inn, broke the window, and quietly entered it without making any movement.

In the inn, Zhao Jingfeng put the little white tiger on the bed, and then took out a demon pill himself and began to recover the spiritual power lost on the road.

Early the next morning, Zhao Jingfeng re-disguised himself as a thirty-year-old young man, then held the little white tiger in his arms, covered it with clothes, and swaggered out of the inn.

The maid of the inn on the first floor looked at Zhao Jingfeng's back suspiciously, and muttered: "The guests who stayed in the hotel yesterday were good, and there didn't seem to be him among them, right? Could it be that I came in while I was away." ”

After leaving the inn, Zhao Jingfeng walked around the street for a while holding the little white tiger covered by his clothes, and then entered a store specializing in food, and said, "Boss, do you have fresh desolate demon milk for sale?" ”

The owner of this shop is a weak middle-aged man who is about forty years old, and when he heard Zhao Jingfeng's words, his expression moved, and he quietly glanced at the bulging thing in Zhao Jingfeng's arms, and then smiled: "Yes, yes, of course, we have what kind of desolate demon milk, I don't know what type of milk you want." ”

"Then bring me some tiger milk! Pack more, ask for fresh, money is not a problem." Zhao Jingfeng said without thinking.

"Okay, guest officer, please wait a moment, I'll go get it for you. With that, the boss went into the back of the shop and went to work.

Zhao Jingfeng stood quietly in the shop and waited for the boss to pick up the milk, now the little white tiger in his arms had not eaten for two days, and he didn't know if the little white tiger would be hungry, so he had to buy some wild demon milk to feed it.

Soon, the time for a stick of incense passed, and the shopkeeper who went to get the milk still did not appear, and not even the slightest movement came out.

Zhao Jingfeng, who was waiting in the store, finally showed a look of impatience, but in order to solve the food problem of the little white tiger, he could only wait patiently.

Then, another incense stick passed, and the owner of the inn still did not appear, which couldn't help but make Zhao Jingfeng vigilant, and decided not to wait any longer, turned around and walked towards the outside of the store.

At this moment, a team of soldiers in armor appeared at the entrance of the store and blocked Zhao Jingfeng inside.

"It's broken!" Zhao Jingfeng was shocked, knowing that something was wrong.

At this time, a soldier who seemed to be the leader walked up, stared at Zhao Jingfeng fiercely, and shouted, "Who are you, report your name." ”

Zhao Jingfeng hesitated for a moment and said, "My name is Zhao Yun, I don't know what the military masters are looking for?"

The soldier's fierce gaze fell on the little white tiger who was covered by clothes in Zhao Jingfeng's arms, and shouted: "What is it in your arms, show it." ”

Zhao Jingfeng's face was slightly gloomy, and he said, "It seems that what I am holding in my arms is none of your business!"

"Hmph, there have been a lot of thefts in the city recently, and you are not holding stolen goods in your arms. The leading soldier shouted at Zhao Jingfeng viciously.

Hearing this, Zhao Jingfeng hesitated for a while, and then gently lifted the corner of his clothes, revealing the white velvet tiger head of the little white tiger, which was lying in Zhao Jingfeng's arms and sleeping quietly, and said, "Then is this the stolen goods in your city?"

When the leading soldier saw the tiger head of the little white tiger, a gleam suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Quickly arrest him, and immediately go to one person to inform the city lord." ”

The surrounding soldiers immediately rushed towards Zhao Jingfeng, and several natal soul treasures slashed towards Zhao Jingfeng at the same time.

Zhao Jingfeng snorted coldly, flicked his fingers, and several fierce winds shot at the surrounding soldiers, piercing their chests, and then came to the counter of the store, smashed the glass with one punch, and put all the dairy products placed on it into the storage ring, and finally left the store calmly.

And those soldiers only have the strength of a martial artist, and the person in the lead is just a martial spirit, how can he stop Zhao Jingfeng.

After walking out of the shop, Zhao Jingfeng immediately rushed towards the city gate with the little white tiger in his arms, and the eaves and walls along the way were very fast, which surprised the people in the city to cast surprised eyes and talked about it.