readx;??? The degree of this sword was too fast, and in the blink of an eye, it came to the person who was sneaking up, and although the sharp sword qi that burst out from the sharp tip of the sword did not touch his body, it already made his throat feel a pain. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Net 8

The person who sneaked up on him was shocked, but his strength was not weak, and at this moment of life and death, he took back his natal soul treasure as fast as he could, and put it in front of his throat, and at the same time kicked at Zhao Jingfeng.

Yan Xi's sword finally stabbed on the sneak attacker's big knife, leaving a shallow mark on it, and at the same time, Zhao Jingfeng's left hand formed a fist, and with surging spiritual power, it slammed out and hit the kicking foot of the sneak attacker.

"Click!"

A crisp sound of bones came, and the leg of the sneak attacker was broken by Zhao Jingfeng's punch, and then the sneak attacker flew back with his strength and distanced himself from Zhao Jingfeng.

And Zhao Jingfeng also took the opportunity to rush out of the area filled with yellow sand, a pair of eyes stared at the sneak attacker, only to see that the sneak attacker was a middle-aged man wearing earthy yellow clothes, he was short, with a pair of tiger eyes, a large thick beard, and a four-foot-long knife in his hand, taller than his entire body.

Zhao Jingfeng stared at the middle-aged man fiercely, and said, "When did the Martial Emperor become a sneak attacker who would only play behind the backs of others." ”

Hearing this, the short-lived middle-aged man snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, don't chirp there crookedly, survival of the fittest, as long as you can get the final victory, then you are the king, no matter what method he uses." The middle-aged man's gaze at Zhao Jingfeng became solemn, "Boy, I can't see that you are not very old, but your strength is quite strong, and you have reached the strength of the Martial Emperor at such a young age." ”

"Thank you for the compliment. Zhao Jingfeng smiled indifferently and said, "Now do you take the initiative to hand over the jade slip on your body, or let me grab it!"

"Arrogance, if you want the jade slip on me, it depends on whether you have the strength to do it. The short middle-aged man said in a deep voice, and then brandished a big knife and fought with Zhao Jingfeng, and at the same time, a layer of armor condensed by earth spiritual power was put on the short middle-aged man, providing him with a layer of powerful protective ability.

Zhao Jingfeng's sword was very fast, forming a sword shadow in the sky to envelop the middle-aged man, and the sword shadow was dense and overlapping, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

Under Zhao Jingfeng's attack, the middle-aged man only lasted for two breaths before he could resist it, and he kept retreating in embarrassment, and there were already several blood holes and sword wounds on his body, if it weren't for the armor on his body that was completely condensed by spiritual power to offset most of the attacks, I'm afraid he would have suffered far more injuries than that.

The middle-aged man's face was shocked, he didn't expect Zhao Jingfeng to not only become a martial emperor at a young age, but also so powerful, with his own strength at the same level as him, he was beaten without the power to fight back, especially the sword he stabbed, the speed made him a little flawless, and the dense overlapping sword shadows dazzled him.

The middle-aged man knew that he was invincible, no longer in love, flew back a distance, and then disappeared into the ground, and fled on the ground.

The middle-aged man's hand looked at Zhao Jingfeng was stunned, staring at the ground where the middle-aged man disappeared, Zhao Jingfeng's eyes were full of surprise, it was the first time he saw someone fleeing.

However, the middle-aged man's method of escaping from the ground was not invisible, and wherever he passed, the dirt on the ground bulged up into a small bag, which was well recognized by anyone with some eyesight.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhao Jingfeng's mouth, and then his body jumped up, leaping up to a height of thirty meters, and then a huge sword qi that was three meters long shot towards the constantly bulging small bag with a skyrocketing sword light as fast as lightning.

"Poof!"

The huge sword qi shot straight into the ground, and I saw a pillar of blood rising into the sky, and this sword qi from Zhao Jingfeng accurately hit the middle-aged man.

However, the middle-aged man didn't snort, and continued to flee into the distance at a faster rate, and after suffering a loss, he also learned to be obedient, and dived deeper into the ground, and it was difficult to detect his traces even from the ground.

Although Zhao Jingfeng can't fly in the sky, he can already float in the air for a short time, but the consumption of spiritual power is very large. He floated in the air at a height of thirty meters, his sharp eyes constantly scanning the direction of the middle-aged man's escape, and now the middle-aged man dived deeper into the ground, making it difficult for Zhao Jingfeng to detect his traces.

After half a sound, a piece of weeds in the distance shook slightly, Zhao Jingfeng's expression moved, without the slightest hesitation, Yan Xi's sword stabbed out one after another, shooting out dozens of powerful and fierce sword qi that enveloped the area within a ten-meter range.

The ground was shot out by the sword qi of dozens of huge holes the size of buckets, and the flat ground instantly became full of holes.

"Little bastard, don't deceive people too much. The short middle-aged man jumped out of the ground covered in blood, glared at Zhao and shouted.

Zhao Jingfeng landed quickly from the air, and rushed towards the middle-aged man without saying a word. The middle-aged man had just attacked him, if it weren't for his strength, I am afraid that he would have already become the soul of the middle-aged man's knife, where could he still be as lively as he is now.

Moreover, the middle-aged man has the strength of the Martial Emperor, he is cautious, and after collecting it for ten months, there must have been a lot of jade slips for the competition, which is exactly what Zhao Jingfeng needs.

"Damn, little bastard, I remember today's events, and I will definitely pay it back a hundred times in the future. The short middle-aged man cursed, cursing in his mouth, and then did not dare to hesitate at all, and when Zhao Jingfeng chased after him, he jumped into the ground again and disappeared.

"Where to go!" Zhao Jingfeng shouted angrily, finally forcing the middle-aged man out from under the ground, how could he let him leave so easily.

The Yan Xi sword in Zhao Jingfeng's hand danced quickly, and a large piece of sword qi continued to shoot towards the ground where the middle-aged man disappeared, striking indiscriminately.

The dust was flying, the smoke was all over the sky, and blood was constantly coming out of the ground, although the middle-aged man had the magic power of retreating, but he was obviously unable to drill into the ground too deep, and could only act on the surface of the ground, resulting in a lot of injuries under the indiscriminate attack of Zhao Jingfeng's sword qi.

The middle-aged man was once again forced out of the ground by Zhao Jingfeng, this time Zhao Jingfeng didn't give him a chance to breathe, turned into an afterimage and chased after him in an instant, and the sword shadow in the sky shrouded the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man had to resist hard, but he was now seriously injured, his movements were slightly sluggish, and he was not as flexible as before, and he only blocked two swords, and the third sword was pierced through the shoulder by Zhao Jingfeng.

The middle-aged man let out a muffled snort, and the muscles in his face began to twitch, and at this time, Zhao Jingfeng's fourth sword had already stabbed again.

The middle-aged man's face was horrified, his head was tilted, and Yan Xijian almost grazed his neck and stabbed him, but immediately swept along his neck with the degree of the middle-aged man's nervous reaction.

"Poof!"

Pillars of blood rose into the sky, and the middle-aged man's entire head was severed off, staining the earth red with blood.

Zhao Jingfeng swept the middle-aged man's storage belt, found more than 400 participating jade slips from it, and also a red gold card, three fourth-order demon pills and hundreds of red gold ingots, the harvest was very rich, and then drifted away.

Zhao Jingfeng walked on the plain like a leisurely stroll, all the way to collect the participating jade slips, but the harvest was not very satisfied, since the short middle-aged man's matter passed, in three full days, Zhao Jingfeng only collected more than fifty participating jade slips, although he met a lot of people during the period, but the participating jade slips on their bodies had already been snatched away by others, leaving only the most basic things for them to make a living.

Three days later, Zhao Jingfeng crossed the plain and came to a prairie, the grass on the grassland was half a man high, and the scenery under his feet was difficult to see.

In the grassland, there are many kinds of poisonous snakes hidden, and even some small poisonous snakes are less than a meter long, but the toxin is very domineering, and it only takes two hours to poison the martial king.

They seem to be born lurking, lurking in the grass and not moving, let alone making the slightest sound, with the help of the cover of lush weeds, it is difficult for people to detect their existence, during the period, Zhao Jingfeng's feet were also bitten by them several times, but they were harmless, Zhao Jingfeng, who has the immune body of the Poison King, is not afraid of these toxins at all.

At this time, a piercing sound of breaking the air came into Zhao Jingfeng's ears, Zhao Jingfeng's eyes suddenly became sharp, and then Yan Xijian immediately appeared in his hand and stabbed forward.

"Bell!"

A strong force came, shocking Zhao Jingfeng's arm a little numb, only to see a black crossbow arrow with the thickness of an adult's arm blocked by Yan Xijian, the crossbow arrow was made of stainless steel throughout, and after special forging, it was very hard.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of breaking the air kept coming, and the steel crossbow arrows with the thickness of an arm shot from afar under the cover of the grass, and the target was directly aimed at Zhao Jingfeng.

Zhao Jingfeng's Yan Xi sword danced quickly, judging by his voice, the attacking crossbow arrows were blocked one after another, and the powerful strength from the crossbow arrows shook Zhao Jingfeng's entire right arm for a while.

After blocking the crossbow arrows, Zhao Jingfeng jumped up from the grass, stepped on the tips of the grass with his feet and ran in mid-air, and quickly chased in the direction where the crossbow arrows came from.

During this period, the thick crossbow arrows were constantly shot at Zhao Jingfeng, for these crossbow arrows Zhao Jingfeng can dodge and dodge, and if he can't dodge, he will be hard to dodge, all the way down, there are more than ten crossbow arrows blocked by Zhao Jingfeng, and there are more than 20 of them that are missed.

Soon, Zhao Jingfeng came to the place where the crossbow arrows were fired, and saw three strong-tendon ballista cars hidden in the weeds, and five middle-aged men were busy around the ballista, constantly replenishing the crossbow arrows for the ballista.

Such a crossbow car Zhao Jingfeng has seen in Cili City, it is a high-grade strong-tendon ballista, the crossbow arrows shot are extremely powerful, just one crossbow arrow can penetrate the body of several first-order and second-order desolate demons, and it can easily kill the fourth-order desolate demons, even the martial king can not shake the steel crossbow arrows shot by the strong-tendon ballista head-on.

What Zhao Jingfeng didn't expect was that someone actually moved in the strong-tendon crossbow car used to guard the city.

Seeing that Zhao Jingfeng was unharmed at all, his face did not change through the blockade of dozens of crossbow arrows, and the faces of the five middle-aged men who were busy around the strong crossbow car all changed.

"Oops, he's a strong man of the Martial Emperor class, let's run away. A middle-aged man with a quick reaction immediately opened his mouth and shouted, and then ignored the three valuable strong-tendon ballistas, scattered and fled. They came to the smart and did not gather together, but scattered in one direction and fled.

Being able to shoot continuously from the crossbow without being injured is something that only a strong man of the Martial Emperor class can do.

A sneer appeared on Zhao Jingfeng's face, and a two-foot-long pure sword qi suddenly burst out from his fingers, and the sword qi came out of his hand, turning into a silver-white ray of lightning, shooting towards a person like lightning, directly shooting out a transparent hole two fingers wide from the target's throat.

Zhao Jingfeng shot out five sword qi in a row between his fingers, killing all the five people who had escaped, and then unhurriedly came to their corpses and began to search their storage belts.

In the middle of the sound, Zhao Jingfeng looked at the more than thirty pitch-black jade slips in his hand with a smile on his face, and nodded with satisfaction. There are more than 30 participating jade slips on the five Martial Kings, which is indeed rare, and it seems that they have already shot a lot of targets with the help of the special terrain here, because under the continuous shooting of this strong crossbow arrow, the chance of the Martial King surviving is less than one percent.

The next day, Zhao Jingfeng passed through the prairie, and suddenly captured the footprints left by a large group of people, judging from the footprints, this group of people also had at least hundreds of people, which was a large team.

Zhao Jingfeng followed the remaining footprints of the group, and finally came to a steep mountain range, the mountain range was bare, not a single inch of grass was formed, and the sword-shaped peaks rose from the ground, straight into the sky, difficult to climb.

Zhao Jingfeng observed the footprints on the ground all the way, jumping around in the mountains, and when he climbed a huge mountain rock, a sound of fighting faintly came into Zhao Jingfeng's ears.

Zhao Jingfeng looked around, but the surrounding scenery was blocked by huge mountains and rocks, and there was no appearance at all, and the sound and shadow echoed in the mountains, making it difficult to capture the exact direction.

Zhao Jingfeng looked around, and finally his eyes fell on a fifty-meter-high sword-shaped mountain peak not far away, and then flew up, and in a few vertical leaps, he was already standing on the top of a fifty-meter-high peak.

Standing on the top of the peak, Zhao Jingfeng really saw that there was a large group of people fighting five kilometers in front of him, there were hundreds of people, the most conspicuous of which was that one person was wrapped in a faint black light, constantly flashing in the crowd, the degree was very fast, no one could touch the corner of his clothes, and wherever he passed, the people around him kept falling.

A gleam flashed in Zhao Jingfeng's eyes, and he could see at a glance that the person wrapped in black light turned out to be a Wind Spirit Root Martial Emperor, who was slaughtering a hundred Martial Kings with his own strength.

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