readx;? After repelling Zhao Jingfeng with one blow, the middle-aged man looked at the guard who had been pierced through the throat by Zhao Jingfeng, his eyes suddenly turned red, and his eyes stared at Zhao Jingfeng viciously like a bloodthirsty beast, and said angrily: "Even if I fight for this life today, I will kill you here to avenge my brother." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

As soon as the words fell, all the powerful spiritual power gathered towards the giant sword in the middle-aged man's hand, and the middle-aged man raised the two-handed giant sword and rushed towards Zhao Jingfeng with heavy steps.

Zhao Jingfeng stared at the middle-aged man with a little solemnity, and the right hand holding Yan Xijian couldn't help but tighten, he could already see that the middle-aged man already had a desperate plan with himself, facing a high-level martial artist who was not afraid of death, Zhao Jingfeng was also a little troublesome to deal with, after all, now his strength is only in the middle-level martial artist class, and the gap between him and the high-level martial spirit is still a considerable distance.

The hazy white sword light that emanated from Yan Xi's sword was obviously a little more intense than before, and a trace of sharp and sharp sword qi emanated faintly from Yan Xi's sword. Just when the middle-aged man was about to rush in front of Zhao Jingfeng, Zhao Jingfeng's right arm shook suddenly, and the Yan Xi sword in his hand stabbed out of the air, only to see a small silver-white sword qi as thin as a needle shoot out from the tip of the sword, shooting towards the middle-aged man at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye.

In the face of this small needle-like sword qi, the middle-aged man did not dare to be careless, the speed of the sword qi was extremely fast, it was too late to dodge, and in desperation, the middle-aged man had to slash the long-stored two-handed giant sword fiercely.

When the two-handed giant sword with surging spiritual power collided with the sword qi shot out by Zhao Jingfeng, he didn't encounter the slightest obstacle, and the giant sword easily split this sword qi into invisibility, and at this moment, Zhao Jingfeng suddenly moved, only to see that his body was like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, he crossed a distance of several meters and came to the middle-aged man, and the Yanxi sword in his hand turned into a sword shadow and attacked the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man immediately withdrew the giant sword he had chopped out to resist Zhao Jingfeng's attack, and then the two fought fiercely together.

Zhao Jingfeng in the previous life Lingyuan Xing, the attainment of the kendo has reached the peak of the realm, at this moment in the face of the strength of his own middle-aged man, he put the essence of swordsmanship to the fullest, a fast sword is not only incredible, but also by him to use the supernatural, although the middle-aged man is much stronger than Zhao Jingfeng in strength, but in the hands of Zhao Jingfeng did not last long, he was forced to only resist again.

Zhao Jingfeng continuously attacked the middle-aged man's body from various directions, the slender Yan Xi sword had completely turned into a blurred afterimage, and it was impossible to see the sword body clearly, under Zhao Jingfeng's fast attack speed, it was already more and more difficult for the middle-aged man to resist.

Moreover, every attack of Yan Xijian was fatal, forcing the middle-aged man to have no chance to severely damage Zhao Jingfeng at the cost of injury. Now, the middle-aged man regrets it very much in his heart, and at the same time hates the eldest young master of the Fei Su family, nothing will happen along the way, but it is a pity that the eldest young master of the Fei Fu family, who does not know the height of the sky, actually took the initiative to provoke the evil star in front of him, innocently added some trouble, not to mention, as a result, the brothers who have been friends with him for more than ten years also died, and even himself, he was in danger, and today I am afraid that he will not even have a chance to live.

After the two fought lightning like lightning in the woods for a moment, the middle-aged man finally couldn't resist in time, and was stabbed into the heart by Zhao Jingfeng's snake-like Yan Xi sword.

Looking at the small long sword that had pierced into his heart with a little dull gaze, the middle-aged man really couldn't believe that with the strength of his high-level martial spirit, he would actually die in the hands of a young man whose strength was much weaker than his own and only less than the strength of a high-level martial artist, and the young man's age looked like he was only in his twenties.

Thinking that it took him fifty years of cultivation to have his current strength, but he couldn't beat a young man who was only in his twenties, and in the end, because of the young people of the Fei Xu family, not only did he destroy his spiritual power that he had cultivated for fifty years, but even his life was buried in this wilderness, thinking of this, the middle-aged man felt a sadness in his heart. And as the vitality in his body continued to pass, the middle-aged man took a pair of bright eyes, and gradually became dim, and finally turned into a hollow, and the burly body slowly fell.

Zhao Jingfeng slowly withdrew Yan Xi's sword, and the blood stains on Yan Xi's sword flowed as if it had life, and they all converged towards the tip of the sword, and finally turned into drops of bright red blood, falling down the tip of the sword, and invading the moist soil on the ground that had become pitted because of the battle of several people.

Zhao Jingfeng slowly gasped for a few breaths, killing two junior martial spirits and one senior martial spirit, it also caused a lot of consumption to Zhao Jingfeng, in the face of three opponents whose strength was far stronger than his own, Zhao Jingfeng was already going all out, if it wasn't for this period of cultivation, his strength had improved a lot on the basis of intermediate martial arts, I am afraid that it would take him a longer time to kill these three martial spirits.

However, after killing the three people, the sadness in Zhao Jingfeng's heart caused by the death of the people who left the fire was surprisingly diluted a lot.

Zhao Jingfeng glanced at the corpses of the three people with a flat gaze, and finally his eyes fell on the storage belt on the waist of the three people, hesitated slightly, and then slowly stepped forward, took off the storage belt on the waist of the three people one by one, and checked the items inside.

Because he spends a hundred times more demon pills on cultivation than others, so now Zhao Jingfeng is in urgent need of a large number of demon pills, and with the high price of the demon pills, Zhao Jingfeng obviously does not have so much money to buy, so if he wants to obtain the demon pill, he can only obtain it by hunting desolate demons and making some dead people's wealth, and this kind of collection of items on the bodies of dead people is very common in Soul Treasure Star, after all, in those battles that occur in Soul Treasure Star, there is almost a thirty percent chance that it may be more, all because of the coveting of the other party's things。

Untied the storage belts of the three people, Zhao Jingfeng checked the items inside, although these three people have the strength of martial arts, but they are obviously not very rich, except for some daily necessities and field utensils in the storage belt, there is almost nothing, and finally Zhao Jingfeng found less than ten red gold ingots and fifteen second-order demon pills and five third-order demon pills in the three storage belts.

Those few demon pills, Zhao Jingfeng did not hesitate at all, and immediately included them in his storage belt, and then looked at the money on the ground with a total of less than ten red gold ingots, hesitated slightly, and finally included them in the storage belt, although this money is not much, but for those ordinary people, it is a lot of wealth, and it is a pity to waste it here.

After putting away the things, Zhao Jingfeng directly threw aside the storage belts of the three people, and did not dispose of their corpses, and left here directly.

After returning to Cili City, it was already close to evening, Zhao Jingfeng ate something casually in a restaurant, and directly asked for a room and went back to rest.

Since Zhao Jingfeng just wanted a very ordinary room, the furnishings in the room were very simple, a wooden table, a few stools and a bed, and other than that, there was nothing else, but it was cleaned cleanly, and it was not an exaggeration to describe it as spotless.

At night, a bright full moon hangs high in the night sky, exuding a bright silver-white moonlight, rendering the dark sky into a faint silver white, and even the sparse and scattered thin clouds in the sky are clearly visible.

Zhao Jingfeng moved the chair to the window, sat down, looked up at the full moon in the sky that exuded a bright moonlight, and fell into thought, perhaps, it would be more appropriate to describe it as sluggish and in a daze.

In Zhao Jingfeng's mind, he kept recalling the scene of the two days, when the Lihuo Scattered Sect faced the pursuit and killing of the fifth-order desolate demon Golden Tiger Demon King, and finally the people of the Lihuo Dispersion Sect dragged the Golden Tiger Demon King at the cost of their own lives to cover their escape. Although two days have passed, and the sadness in his heart caused by the death of the people of the Lihuo Scattered Sect has also been diluted a lot, but Zhao Jingfeng still can't forget this scene, this scene, like a brand, has been deeply reflected in the depths of his soul, I am afraid that he will never be able to forget it in this life.

He and the people of the Lihuo Scattered Sect can be said to have met in Pingshui, although after these days of getting along, everyone's relationship has become a lot more integrated, but at the last moment, they would rather die than cover Zhao Jingfeng's escape, although there is also a little selfishness in it, and they also know in their hearts that in the face of the pursuit of the Golden Tiger Demon King, they simply do not have enough ability to escape, but this still brings a great impact to Zhao Jingfeng's heart.

"Separated from the fire, what is your greatest wish in this life......"

"My greatest wish in this life is to make the Flame Separation Sect the first Scattered Sect of the Soul Treasure Star......

Zhao Jingfeng sat in front of the window, his originally somewhat dull eyes gradually regained his vitality, he clenched his fists tightly, and muttered in a low voice: "Lihuo Sanren, your strength is the most powerful in our Lihuo Sanren, but I didn't expect that at that time, you were the first to leave." ”

"In these days, you are the one who cares for me the most, and now that you are gone, the greatest wish in your life cannot be fulfilled, then, let me fulfill this wish of yours on your behalf! Zhao Jingfeng's tone was full of firmness.

Untied the storage belt that the Lihuo Sanren handed over to him from his waist, Zhao Jingfeng took it in his hand and looked at it attentively, and in his mind, he couldn't help but recall what the Lihuo Sanren said when he handed over the storage belt to himself.

"Zhao Jingfeng, don't refuse, if we can't leave this forest alive this time, our family will have to ask you to take care of it, if we all die here, then their lives will become extremely difficult, my father, my wife, and one of my children, whether they can live a good life in the future depends on you. ”

Thinking of this, Zhao Jingfeng let out a long sigh, and suddenly felt very guilty in his heart, Lihuo Sanren handed over this storage belt to himself before he died, asking himself to help take care of his family, but until now, he didn't even know what the name of Lihuosanren's family was, or even where he lived, how did he deal with it.

Now, Zhao Jingfeng suddenly became very worried in his heart, since the Lihuo Sanren asked him to take care of his family, then Zhao Jingfeng had already guessed in his heart that the Lihuo Sanren's family must be very poor, I don't know if his family can still live a happy life after losing the pillar of the Lihuo Sanren?

Thinking that the future days of the Lihuo Sanren's family were likely to be extremely difficult, Zhao Jingfeng's heart was anxious, wanting to find the Lihuo Sanren's family as soon as possible, and hand over the things entrusted to him by the Lihuo Sanren to his family, so that they could live a happy life.

Zhao Jingfeng had been sitting in front of the window until the second half of the night, and then he returned to bed and began to cultivate, and now, Zhao Jingfeng needed to become stronger, stronger, and stronger.

The night was very calm and hurried, and the next morning, Zhao Jingfeng, who was intoxicated with cultivation, suddenly opened his eyes, and somehow, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Zhao Jingfeng got out of bed, came to the window, and observed the situation outside, at this glance, Zhao Jingfeng's face suddenly sank, only to see that outside the restaurant, he was surrounded by hundreds of people wearing white robes, and the clothes on each person's body were exactly the same, which showed that they belonged to the same force, and in the crowd, Zhao Jingfeng unexpectedly found that the young master of the Feifu family who escaped from him yesterday.

Looking at the group of people under the restaurant, Zhao Jingfeng's face suddenly became solemn, since he saw the young master of the Feifu family standing in the crowd, he had already guessed in his heart that this group of people gathered in this kind of place early in the morning, I'm afraid it was because of himself!

After all, he not only offended the young master of the Feisu family yesterday, but also killed the three guards of their family who were not weak, in general, he had already formed a grudge with the Feixu family, after all, in a remote place like Cili City, high-level martial spirits are already considered to be good hands, no matter which family in Cili City, the status of high-level martial spirits will not be too low.

If a family loses a high-level martial spirit and two junior martial spirit level powerhouses for no reason, if it does not regain face, then the family's deterrence in the market in the future will undoubtedly be much lower, which is very important for the future development of the family.