readx;? When Zhao Jingfeng and the two disappeared from sight, a young man finally couldn't help cursing: "Damn, this time it's really unlucky, I actually met the apprentice of the dean, now it's good, not only did the action not succeed, but was robbed by others, and I didn't dare to go to someone else to settle accounts, it's really unlucky." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, the man with the sledgehammer spoke: "Not necessarily, don't forget that there is not only one of us who has robbed us, but another one!"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up, "You mean Zhao Jingfeng." ”

The burly young man with a sledgehammer in his hand nodded and said, "Yes, Wei Meng has the support of the Dean behind him, and we don't dare to touch him, but Zhao Jingfeng is different." ”

"But Zhao Jingfeng's strength is very powerful! Just now, almost all of the five of us were defeated at the hands of one person, how could we beat him. One spoke.

"That's it, and the most important thing is that the speed of Zhao Jingfeng's attack is so fast that I can't even dodge. It was the young man who was holding a giant sword and was stabbed in the thigh by Zhao Jingfeng.

At this time, the man with the machete in his hand suddenly spoke: "Don't forget that Zhao Jingfeng has offended a lot of people in the academy! Whether it is Wu Gongzi or the Xu family, their strength is much stronger than ours, as long as they find an opportunity to join forces with them, they will be able to avenge this sooner or later." ”

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In the blink of an eye, the sky has slowly darkened, compared with the desolate demons in the third trial area and the second trial area, the number is obviously much less, after half a day, Zhao Jingfeng and Wei Meng actually only found a few desolate demons, every time they kill a desolate demon, Zhao Jingfeng and both of them have to go through a hard battle, in one afternoon, the two of them only harvested a total of seven second-order demon pills, compared with the second trial area, this number is insignificant. However, when they thought that the five students who had reached the strength of martial artists had only obtained twelve demon pills in two days, their hearts were natural.

In the third trial area, it is not as calm as the one in the second trial area, maybe here because the second-order desolate demons are relatively difficult to kill, and the number is very small! So many people have started the robbery, and Zhao Jingfeng and the two of them have met the five robbed youths, and then met three groups of robbers, the smallest number of people are four, the largest group even has seven people, after a hard battle, Zhao Jingfeng and the two of them won the final victory, and the other party's demon pills were all confiscated by Zhao Jingfeng and the two, but what made Zhao Jingfeng feel depressed was that there was not a single demon pill in the team of four people, and they had just been robbed, Rao was so, but he also looted thirty-three second-order demon pills from the other two groups。

At night, Zhao Jingfeng and Wei Meng sat in front of the fire roasting the desolate demon meat, and on both of their faces, they both showed a trace of exhaustion, and after half a day, they were even more tired than they had been fighting with the desolate demons in the second trial area for a whole day.

However, at this moment, the Confucian clothes on Wei Meng's body have disappeared, he is shirtless, bare-legged, and only covered with a piece of animal skin in important parts, looking like a wild man. However, on Wei Meng's naked body, there were already more than ten scars, large and small.

Although it looked unusually hideous, it was actually just some skin trauma, and it didn't move Wei Meng's muscles and bones, and Zhao Jingfeng was blushing when he saw this strong physique.

And Zhao Jingfeng is not much better than Wei Meng, although the Confucian clothes on his body can barely be worn, but there are still a lot of wounds on it, but the entire Confucian clothes have been completely stained red with blood, and the red is black.

At this moment, the sound of fighting faintly came from a distance, and Zhao Jingfeng's hearing was very keen, and he caught a very subtle sound at the first time.

Zhao Jingfeng stood up from the ground, looked into the distance, and said, "Wei Meng, there is a battle in the distance. ”

Hearing this, Wei Meng didn't care, "It is estimated that someone is fighting with the desolate demon!"

Hearing this, Zhao Jingfeng thought about it, but with the memory of Lingyuan Xing in his previous life, the things he experienced were far from being comparable to Wei Meng, in this environment, even the slightest movement would make Zhao Jingfeng vigilant, especially after encountering the robbery of students from the same school during the day, Zhao Jingfeng's vigilance towards the surrounding environment became higher and higher, and Zhao Jingfeng had really seen too much of the overturned favors in the gutter, and he didn't want to become one of them.

With the subtle sounds caught by his ears, Zhao Jingfeng tried his best to listen to the movement in the distance, but then his brows gradually furrowed, he could already hear that it was not that someone was fighting with the desolate demon, but that there were two groups of people fighting each other, and the sound of the fight was still rapidly approaching them.

Zhao Jingfeng looked at Wei Meng and said, "Wei Meng, it's not that someone is fighting with the desolate demon, but there are two groups of people fighting, and listening to the sound is coming quickly towards our position, you prepare, maybe there will be a battle later." "Zhao Jingfeng didn't choose to change positions, with their strength, it was enough to protect themselves here, and he was not a person who was afraid of things.

Wei Meng suddenly became interested, took the big sword placed beside him in his hand, and said, "It is estimated that someone has been robbed again! Zhao Jingfeng, do you say we should go over and have a look." ”

Zhao Jingfeng sat down in front of the fire with an iron rod in his hand and said, "No, if there is no accident, they will be able to rush to us soon." ”

"Oh!" Wei Meng also sat down obediently, his face very calm.

Soon, the sound of fighting in the distance became louder and louder, and even Wei Meng could hear it clearly, and after a while, several figures fled from a distance and ran towards the fire lit by Zhao Jingfeng and the others.

Behind them, black figures kept flashing in the night, apparently chasing them.

"Two friends, the group of people behind us are robbing our demon pills, not only are they very powerful, but they are also more numerous than us, I hope we can unite to fight them together, otherwise, all the demon pills we have worked so hard to collect in the past two days will flow into their pockets. In the distance, one person opened his mouth and shouted, although Zhao Jingfeng and they were only two, but if they joined, at least the two sides would be equal in strength.

Hearing this voice, Zhao Jingfeng's brows furrowed slightly, this voice actually brought him a familiar feeling, as if he had heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember anything, obviously not impressed.

Seeing that the four people fleeing in front of him were getting closer and closer to Zhao Jingfeng, a figure suddenly shot from behind at an extremely fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the four people and blocked their way forward, and then raised the giant sword in his hand and slashed towards the person closest to him.

The person who fled in front also raised the natal soul treasure in his hand without showing weakness and slashed towards the giant sword.

"Dang!"

The difference in strength between the two was obviously too large, and with a low roar, the person who fled at the front was directly slashed out by a sword.

Just after such a short delay, the pursuers behind have caught up, and once again surrounded the fleeing several people and attacked fiercely, there are eight people chasing behind, and the strength is not weak, the huge difference in the number of people makes the fleeing few people only be pressed and beaten by the other party, and they will be defeated in a short time.

"Xu Yousheng, you wait for me, I will definitely not let you go. An angry roar came from one of the fleeing men, and the voice was slightly thicker.

Hearing this voice, Zhao Jingfeng, who was standing in the distance, suddenly changed his face, different from before, this slightly thick voice was familiar to him, it was naturally the voice of his eldest brother Zhao Xiongying.

"Big brother!" Zhao Jingfeng let out a low exclamation, full of surprise, and then his eyes suddenly became fierce, at this moment he did not hesitate at all, and rushed towards those people with his iron rod.

Seeing Zhao Jingfeng's actions, Wei Meng also rushed behind Zhao Jingfeng with the giant axe, after these three days of getting along, Wei Meng seemed to have become obedient to Zhao Jingfeng, which is estimated that even Wei Meng himself did not realize it.

In fact, in the past three days, Zhao Jingfeng's super combat effectiveness that is completely inconsistent with his own strength, as well as his rich experience and thinking about surviving in the forest, have completely convinced Wei Meng.

Zhao frightened his feet did not touch the ground, running fast on the weeds, the speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was already close to the two warring sides, and the iron rod in his hand turned into a black rush in the night sky that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, stabbing towards one of them, from the figure and the direction from which the voice came, he had already identified that the person this person attacked was naturally his eldest brother Zhao Xiongying.

Although everyone had already noticed Zhao Jingfeng and Wei Meng, and was always on guard, but Zhao Jingfeng's speed was too fast, and he came without warning, and everyone's eyes were greatly affected by the sound at night, and no one noticed the iron rod in Zhao Jingfeng's hand that was only the thickness of a finger.

The tip of the iron rod pierced deeply into the shoulder of the besieging Zhao Xiongying, and directly pierced it, and suddenly, a miserable scream spread far away in the dark night sky, and then, without waiting for the injured person to reflect, Zhao Jingfeng directly kicked him in the chest, kicking him far away.

"Ahh

The person who was attacked by Wei Meng was not slow to react, looking at the big sword that was ushered in at the head, the man did not have the slightest fear, and directly raised the two-handed giant sword in his hand to meet it.

"Dang!"

With a loud bang, Wei Meng's big sword and the giant sword in the man's hand collided fiercely, and the two magic weapons were separated with a touch, Wei Meng's body stood in place without moving, and the young man who had touched him was shocked by the powerful power on the big sword.

Tough with Wei Meng, who has natural divine power, unless the difference in strength is too huge, otherwise, no one will be Wei Meng's opponent, just this one encounter, the young man who bumped hard with Wei Meng suffered a big loss.

However, after this hard encounter, there was another gap in Wei Meng's axe blade. It's just that the strength of the other party is not strong, and the aura contained in the natal soul treasure is still within the tolerance range of this big sword, otherwise, I'm afraid Wei Meng's big sword would have been destroyed a long time ago.

"Ahh Seeing this, two of the robbers were immediately separated to deal with Wei Meng.

"Bell!" With a loud steel sound, a person who didn't know the details of Wei Meng's background had a hard collision with Wei Meng's magic weapon again, and suddenly, without exception, he was once again slashed out by the powerful power on Wei Meng's big sword, making Wei Meng's axe blade once again have an extra gap.

Although Wei Meng's sword is very hard, it is far from being comparable to the Natal Soul Treasure, because everyone's Natal Soul Treasure contains a powerful aura, and with the Natal Soul Treasure, it can exert an attack that far exceeds its own strength. But the strength of these people is obviously too weak, almost all of them are at the beginning of the martial arts, even if the Natal Soul Treasure has an increase in their attacks, it is very limited, this gap in strength, Wei Meng can completely use the advantage of his innate divine power to equalize, Rao is so, but the big sword in Wei Meng's hand can't afford to experience many collisions.

"Be careful, his strength is very strong, don't fight with his great sword. The man who was slashed out hurriedly reminded.

After listening to the reminder of his companion, the remaining young man who was fighting with Wei Meng suddenly became cautious, no longer colliding with Wei Meng's big sword, but seizing the gap between Wei Meng's attacks and attacking......

Zhao Jingfeng did not stop after stabbing one person at lightning speed, the iron rod in his hand turned slightly, and his body was like a ghost and killed the other person who was fighting with Zhao Xiongying again. The red, reddened iron rod that had been stained red with blood seemed to be a poisonous snake hiding in the shadows under the cover of night, wandering silently in the dark night sky at a very fast speed, making it difficult for people to notice.

Zhao Jingfeng's iron rod stabbed out very quickly, and before the person who was fighting Zhao Xiongying could react, the tip of the iron rod pierced his thigh directly.

The man's face changed suddenly, and he let out a muffled snort of pain, his face was full of pain, and the attack in his hand couldn't help but slow down.

At this time, Zhao Xiongying, who was opposite him, was not polite at all, and the giant sword in his hand swung down directly, slashing at the young man's left arm.

Suddenly, a miserable scream came out of the man's mouth, the bone of his right arm had been cut off by Zhao Xiongying's sword, and it hung down weakly, only a little skin under the bone was connected, and gushing blood flowed out of the arm like a fountain.