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Zhao Jingfeng quickly put the stone slab engraved with the dark lotus pattern into the storage ring, then put the storage ring on his finger, and then quickly put back the clothes of the black dragon scattered people. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When he finished doing this, there were also figures not far away, and in just a few breaths, those figures appeared in this clearing, Zhao Jingfeng looked at it, and immediately took a deep breath.

Fortunately, it's Wang Yangming and them.

"Shocking Wind!"

As soon as Wang Yangming appeared, he saw Zhao Jingfeng standing not far away, and his originally tense face suddenly appeared with a touch of joy, and as soon as his body moved, he appeared next to the latter, and said, "Are you okay?"

Zhao Jingfeng shook his head with a smile, although his face was also a little pale, but obviously his state was okay.

"I heard Qingshuang say that you met the Black Dragon Sanren, so I immediately chased you all the way, and finally met you here. Wang Yangming was obviously a little relieved when he saw that Zhao Jingfeng was safe, and then he frowned and looked around, and said, "By the way, what about the Black Dragon Sanren? This guy really ate the gall of a leopard, and he dared to attack the disciples of our Blood Dragon Demon Sect!"

Zhao Jingfeng laughed dryly, then pointed to the grass in front of him, and said, "That guy is dead." ”

Wang Yangming's expression obviously paused at this moment, and then with a wave of his robe, the majestic mana directly swept the grass away, and then revealed the already cold corpse in it.

"This ......"

Wang Yangming looked at the cold corpse, his face changed slightly, and then he looked at Zhao Jingfeng in disbelief: "What's going on?"

Zhao Jingfeng was just about to speak, but there was a sound of breaking wind coming from behind, only to see Yang Sen rushing over with a large number of Hehuan Sect disciples, and behind him, Zhang Zongxi and Yan Song were also followed, and when they saw Zhao Jingfeng who was unharmed, obviously their eyes showed some consternation.

"Black Dragon Sanren?"

Yang Sen saw the corpse on the ground for the first time, and immediately his expression changed slightly, and he said urgently: "What's the matter?"

As he spoke, his sharp gaze also looked at Zhao Jingfeng, which made the latter quite uncomfortable.

"You did it?"

Zhao Jingfeng saw his gaze, shook his head, and said: "I was chased and killed by him before, and I almost died, but I happened to meet an old Taoist priest, and then he took action to kill this black dragon scattered people." ”

"Old Taoist?"

Yang Sen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at Zhao Jingfeng with some suspicion, and then with a wave of his palm, two disciples immediately approached the corpse of the black dragon scattered people, searched for a while, and after a while, they shook their heads at Yang Sen.

Seeing this, the corners of Yang Sen's eyes suddenly twitched, he looked at Zhao Jingfeng again, and a soft smile appeared on his face: "Zhao Jingfeng, what is on the Black Dragon Sanren, have you seen it?"

"What is it?" Zhao Jingfeng blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "That old Taoist priest just now groped for a while after dealing with him, but I didn't dare to come over from a distance, and I don't know what he took." ”

Yang Sen's face suddenly turned cold.

"Zhao Jingfeng, don't talk nonsense, you must have taken the things on the Black Dragon Sanren, what kind of old Taoist priest, I'm afraid you made it up!" Yan Song said angrily.

"What do you mean......" Zhao Jingfeng glanced at him strangely and said, "I killed this black dragon scattered people?"

Yan Song was speechless, this Black Dragon Sanren was a cultivator in the late stage of Judan, and he was only one step away from the Dan Transformation Realm, and Zhao Jingfeng wanted to kill him, it was simply a fool's dream.

Zhang Zongxi stared at Zhao Jingfeng coldly, and there was a cold fire surging in the depths of his eyes.

"Hehe, Senior Nephew Zhao, don't joke with me, if you really take something, as long as you can hand it over to me, I will definitely thank you, and I will personally go to the Blood Dragon Demon Sect in the coming day, thank you." Yang Sen tried his best to make his expression kinder, and said with a smile.

"Elder Yang, I really didn't see anything on him, I was so scared of death that I was chased and killed by him before, how dare I take the initiative to come up. Zhao Jingfeng shook his head, his young face looked extraordinarily serious and honest.

The corners of Yang Sen's eyes jumped, and he finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, although he didn't believe that Zhao Jingfeng could really kill the Black Dragon Sanren, but after all, he was the most suspicious here, so he immediately stepped out, grabbed Zhao Jingfeng with his big hand, and said coldly: "Since you don't want to tell the truth, then let me personally search your body!"

Zhao Jingfeng saw this Yang Sen's big hand stretched out, and as soon as he held his palm, the dark dagger appeared in his hand.

However, just when Yang Sen's big hand was about to catch Zhao Jingfeng, the other palm stretched out and blocked it, Wang Yangming glanced at Yang Sen, and the faint voice made Yang Sen's body stiffen.

"Elder Yang, please respect yourself. ”

When Yang Sen heard Wang Yangming's voice with some anger, his face also froze, Wang Yangming was a genuine Dan Transformation Realm master, and he also had the identity of the Great Elder of the Blood Dragon Demon Sect, even if he was the third elder of the Hehuan Sect, he did not dare to offend easily.

"Hehe, Elder Wang, don't be angry, but I'm a little anxious, but I also ask Elder Wang to understand, our Hehuan Sect has suffered heavy losses this time, and now that the Black Dragon Sect has been killed, we naturally want to get back what we lost. Yang Sen hugged his fist at Wang Yangming, and his words were quite polite.

Wang Yangming said lightly: "I understand your feelings, but this is not the reason why you can search my disciple's body at will in front of me, if it weren't for you forcing the Black Dragon Scattered People into the Blood Shadow Wasteland, the frightening wind would not have encountered this kind of thing that almost lost his life, and now that he has escaped, you still want to do this, I'm afraid I won't agree." ”

Yang Sen saw that Wang Yangming insisted on defending Zhao Jingfeng, and his smile became a little reluctant, and said: "This matter is indeed because of us, and it is a little unworthy of Zhao's nephew, but we are willing to give him satisfactory compensation, just hope that we can get our things back." ”

The dagger in Zhao Jingfeng's hand was also put away by him, and he still shook his head in the face of Yang Sen's faintly cold gaze, and said, "Elder Yang, I didn't take your things." ”

That's my trophy, this sentence flashed in Zhao Jingfeng's heart, he was almost killed by this black dragon scattered people today, and he wanted him to hand over the things, how could it be.

"You!"

Yang Sen gritted his teeth a little, and his eyes were also much gloomy, but because Wang Yangming was on his side, he didn't dare to do anything to Zhao Jingfeng.

"Hehe, some things will be prickly if you take them! I hope you think about it, and you can find me by yourself after thinking about it, I won't treat you badly. Yang Sen glanced at Zhao Jingfeng gloomily, endured the anger in his heart, and waved his hand, turning around with Zhang Zongxi and the others.

Zhao Jingfeng looked at Yang Sen and the others who left with anger, and the threat to him was unheard.

"Thank you, Great Elder. Zhao Jingfeng looked at Wang Yangming again and said gratefully.

"You are a disciple of our Blood Dragon Demon Sect, and the hope of our Blood Dragon Demon Sect in the future, so I am naturally good at protecting your safety. Wang Yangming smiled faintly, and then glanced at Zhao Jingfeng meaningfully.

"Alright, let's go back to camp first. ”

Zhao Jingfeng laughed dryly when Wang Yangming saw it, and then he didn't talk nonsense, turned around and took the lead in walking quickly towards the periphery of the Blood Shadow Barren Forest.

Wang Yangming was behind, took a deep look at Zhao Jingfeng's back, and then looked at the cold corpse of the black dragon scattered people, frowned, and said to himself: "This little guy is so lucky?

This possibility is really a bit low, but if Zhao Jingfeng relied on his own strength to kill the Black Dragon Sanren whose strength reached the late stage of Judan, wouldn't the possibility be unbelievably lower?

Wang Yangming immediately shook his head, laughed self-deprecatingly, and looked at the figure of the young disciple in front of him, he had seen how Zhao Jingfeng played the bloodthirsty mad rabbit king to death, and naturally understood that if anyone looked at him with ordinary eyes, he was afraid that he would pay a lot of price.

Others may think that it is an incredible thing that Zhao Jingfeng can personally kill a master like the Black Dragon Sanren, but he feels that this is not so unbelievable.

This seemingly gentle and sunny young disciple has a calmer and more aggressive heart than some treasure hunters who are often tempered between life and death, and that kind of means is not comparable to ordinary people.