readx;??? Zhao Jingfeng secretly thought in his heart, forced himself to calm down, and still maintained the previous unhurried pace towards the direction of the city gate, but the current walking speed was a little faster than before. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It was not easy to escape from the encirclement of everyone before, but now he doesn't want to fall into it again, and at this time, he must not mess with himself, and on the other hand, Zhao Jingfeng is also very confident in his appearance, and now, he is no longer Zhao Yun, but Zhao Jingfeng.

Soon, the group of Martial Kings who came from the eaves and walls in the rear leaped over the roofs of the houses on both sides of Zhao Jingfeng, and the speed did not slow down in the slightest.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Jingfeng's heart that mentioned his throat and eyes finally relaxed, fortunately, these people did not recognize their identities.

However, just when an old man had just passed by Zhao Jingfeng, his face suddenly changed, and he suddenly turned his head to stare at Zhao Jingfeng who was standing in the crowd on the street, and shouted: "Found it, here, surround him." Before the words fell, he jumped off the roof first, and finally landed five meters away from Zhao Jingfeng, staring at him vigilantly, and being on guard.

Even if he was only facing a high-level martial spirit, this old man with the strength of a martial king did not dare to be careless, but he witnessed the scene of Zhao Jingfeng killing several martial kings.

The rest of the Martial Kings listened to the old man's words, and immediately turned back, and with the electric shooting of the old man's position one after another, Zhao Jingfeng was surrounded in the blink of an eye.

The sudden change made Zhao Jingfeng also slightly stunned, and then his heart sank, but the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, he arched his hand at everyone, and said with a smile: "Brothers, I don't know what you are ...... Zhao Jingfeng still couldn't believe that his identity would be recognized, he was very confident in his grooming skills, his current appearance and Zhao Yun's face that looked like he was in his forties had undergone earth-shaking changes, and even his hair had been deliberately trimmed by him, and there was no similarity between the two at all.

The more than twenty Martial Kings who surrounded Zhao Jingfeng looked at Zhao Jingfeng's face, which was obviously only twenty years old, and their expressions were full of doubts.

"Soul chasing old man, are you looking for the wrong person? A middle-aged man in a white robe said to an old man.

"Yes! Soul chasing old man, you have found the wrong person! Where is Zhao Yun!" As soon as the middle-aged man in the white robe finished speaking, another big man said angrily, and his tone was a little dissatisfied.

The old man known as the soul chasing old man stared at Zhao Jingfeng carefully, with some doubts in his eyes, and said secretly in his heart: "Is it really the wrong person." Just when this thought first appeared in the mind of the soul chasing old man, a small snake only the thickness of a finger burst out of the sleeve robe of the soul chasing old man, the snake's head was held high, and he kept spitting snake apricots at Zhao Jingfeng.

Seeing this scene, the soul-chasing old man was slightly startled, and his eyes stared at Zhao Jingfeng, who was no more than twenty years old at most, in disbelief, and exclaimed: "You are Zhao Yun!"

Listening to the exclamation of the soul chasing old man, the eyes of the other twenty or so martial kings also showed a look of surprise, and their eyes were full of disbelief when they looked at Zhao Jingfeng.

"Old man chasing souls, are you sure you didn't recognize the wrong person?" the old man in the red robe was still a little unsure.

The soul-chasing old man didn't answer the old man in the red robe, sneered, and said to Zhao Jingfeng: "Zhao Yun, your ability to change your appearance is really great, so that all of us can't recognize you, but no matter how you change, you still can't escape my spirit snake's sense of smell." ”

Zhao Jingfeng's face also became a little solemn with this sentence, the other party obviously had a secret method to find out his identity, and now, he couldn't avoid it.

Listening to the soul chasing old man's words of affirmation, although the more than twenty martial kings were very surprised in their hearts, their movements were not slow, and they all sacrificed their natal soul treasures to surround Zhao Jingfeng in it, but none of them dared to make the first move.

Zhao Jingfeng's gaze swept around, and finally landed on the soul chasing old man, and said, "How did you find me?" ”

Hearing this, the soul chasing old man showed a smug look on his face, and said: "It's okay to tell you, when you jumped into the well before, I sprinkled my special medicinal powder on you, and this spirit snake in my hand is very sensitive to this kind of medicine powder, as long as you are within a hundred miles, I can find you through this spirit snake." ”

Zhao Jingfeng suddenly realized and continued: "Isn't it possible that if I enter the water, I can't wash off this medicinal powder?"

"Hmph, you also underestimate the 10,000-mile soul-chasing powder made by my soul-chasing old man! The 10,000-mile soul-chasing powder made by our Medicine Valley is not something that can be washed away with water, if you don't use the special medicine to soak for a day, then you can only wait for seven days for the medicine to slowly become invalid. The old man said proudly.

"I see. Zhao Jingfeng's face became a little gloomy, according to what the soul chasing old man said, if the soul chasing powder on his body is not removed, then within a hundred miles from the soul chasing old man, he will definitely not be able to escape from his pursuit, and now the only solution is to kill the spirit snake in the hands of the soul chasing old man first, the safest way is to get rid of the soul chasing old man, only in this way can he have any hope of escaping.

Thinking of this, a solemn killing intent flashed in Zhao Jingfeng's eyes, and then he stopped talking nonsense, and the silver-white Yan Xi Sword appeared in his hand almost instantly, and then turned into a silver-white pipeline and stabbed towards the soul chasing old man.

The soul chasing old man smiled gloomily, he had already taken precautions against Zhao Jingfeng's sudden sending, only to see that his figure immediately retreated, and at the same time, a one-meter-long scepter appeared in his hand, blocking the long sword stabbed by Zhao Jingfeng.

"Let's go together, be careful this time, don't let him run away again. ”

Just as soon as Zhao Jingfeng made a move, the remaining twenty or so Martial Kings also jumped at the same time, and their bodies were in the air, and everyone waved a sword towards Zhao Jingfeng almost at the same time, only to see more than twenty sword qi break away from the shackles of the Natal Soul Treasure and shoot towards Zhao Jingfeng.

A strong sword light suddenly erupted from Yan Xi's sword, and the hazy sword light was so rich that it had completely concealed Yan Xijian's original appearance, and then, Yan Xi's sword was waved into a sword shadow by Zhao Jingfeng, and in an instant, there was no less than a layer of impermeable sword net around it, blocking the sword qi shooting around.

Boom, boom, boom, boom......

With a series of violent roars, the position where Zhao Jingfeng was standing was instantly submerged by the sword qi, and the aftermath of the sword qi **** on the ground, stirring up dust in the sky.

As soon as more than twenty Martial Kings landed on the ground, eight of the strongest people immediately waved the Natal Soul Treasure in their hands and slashed towards the smoke and dust with all their might, while the rest of the people also carefully put their hands around to prevent Zhao Jingfeng from escaping again.

Just when the natal soul treasure of the eight martial kings was about to chop in that smoke-filled place, suddenly, a silver-white light rushed out from the smoke and dust, and the speed of this silver-white light was unimaginably fast, as if it was flying alone in the air, and quickly rotated around the eight people without anyone controlling it, and then disappeared. Only on the necks of the eight people, a shallow blood mark was left.

At the same time, the entire body of the eight Martial Kings also suddenly froze, and then, a little red gradually emerged from the neck, and rapidly expanded, and soon, at the necks of the eight Martial Kings, the bright red blood flowed out like a fountain, and finally the eight fell to the ground at the same time.

A white sound and shadow rushed out from the smoke and dust that was still dissipating, and Zhao Jingfeng didn't care about the martial kings, and his figure swept past everyone and rushed towards the soul-chasing old man.

"Groan!"

Yan Xi's sword pierced the sky with a sharp sword aura, the sharp tip of the sword cut through the air, making a slight sound of breaking the air, and stabbed straight towards the soul chasing old man.

For Zhao Jingfeng's attack, the soul chasing old man has always been vigilant, at this critical moment, the soul chasing old man did not show the slightest panicked look on his face, his body retreated again, and at the same time, the whole neck was twisting to the side, and at the same time, the crutch in his hand was knocked towards Yan Xijian.

"Ding!"

The crutches and Yan Xijian collided together, making a slight dull sound, Yan Xijian was knocked from the side by the crutches, and immediately stabbed out of position, however, Zhao Yanxijian was very fast, and Yan Xijian immediately chased after him and swept over directly.

"Poof!"

Yan Xijian's sharp Zhao Jingfeng directly brushed the neck of the soul chasing old man and swept over, the soul chasing old man, a master of the martial king rank, under Zhao Jingfeng's full force, a few photos were killed.

At this moment, a giant sword attacked from behind and slashed at Zhao Jingfeng's back. Zhao Jingfeng's entire body was staggered forward a few steps by the footsteps of this giant sword and giant sword, and on his back, there was a half-meter-long hideous wound, deep visible bones, and bright red blood flowed out of his body, and soon rendered Zhao Jingfeng's clothes that had only been changed for a short time into a blood-red color.

As soon as they saw that Zhao Jingfeng was injured, the eyes of some of the people who were waiting on the periphery lit up, and they immediately rushed towards Zhao Jingfeng, and a few people who were close to took a few steps forward and came to Zhao Jingfeng, and the three natal soul treasures slashed towards Zhao Jingfeng from different directions in no particular order.

"If you want to die, then I will fulfill you. Zhao Jingfeng's face was a little hideous, now his body was injured one after another, not only did he have a great impression of his combat effectiveness, but also after exerting his full strength for so long, there was not much spiritual power left in his body now, and now, if he wanted to escape from here, he could only play the last hole card.

Suddenly, a more powerful sword qi poured out from Yan Xi's sword, and immediately, Yan Xi's sword broke away from Zhao Jingfeng's palm, turned into a bolt of lightning and flew out, colliding with the three natal soul treasures that were about to look at Zhao Jingfeng's body.

"Dingding......

With the sound of three steel collisions, the extremely fast speed gave Yan Xi Sword a strong force, when the three Natal Soul Treasures and Yan Xi Sword collided together, the powerful force from Yan Xi Sword directly made the three people holding the Natal Soul Treasure take a few steps back, and then their faces turned slightly pale, and their eyes looked towards the Natal Soul Treasure with some horror, only to see that the position where Yan Xi Sword and the Natal Soul Treasure came into contact with the Natal Soul Treasure had already appeared a small gap.

Although it was only a small gap, the impact on the hearts of the three of them was extremely huge, and their natal soul treasure was actually damaged. Moreover, the Natal Soul Treasure is connected to the owner, and now that the Natal Soul Treasure has been injured, the three of them have also suffered some damage.

"Whoosh!"

Yan Xijian brought a subtle sound of breaking the air, and continued to shoot towards some of the rest of the people, the speed was incredibly fast, it was like real lightning.

Yan Xijian, under the control of Zhao Jingfeng, blocked the natal soul treasure cut by the other twenty martial kings, and then thought about cutting their throats.

Poof!poof......

In just one photo, seven people were killed on the spot by Yan Xijian's throat cut, and when they saw this scene, the rest of the people's faces changed greatly, and they hurriedly waved the magic weapon in their hands to resist Yan Xijian's attack.

"Bastard, what kind of attack move is this, how can the sword fly on its own, and the speed is so terrifying. After Yan Xijian's attack, an old man with a slightly pale face couldn't help but curse, and then looked at the magic weapon in his hand, there was already a small gap.

And after the rest of the people found out that Yan Xi Sword was flying alone in the air, they were also shocked one by one, this scene was simply incredible for them.

Facing the Yan Xi Sword controlled by Zhao Jingfeng's "Spiritual Sense Imperial Sword Technique", the rest of the Martial Kings held on tightly for a few breaths, and only a few people died, and on the ground, there were already twenty Martial Kings who had their throats cut by Yan Xijian.

And at this time, the remaining martial kings were also frightened, and they no longer had the intention of fighting, and they all used their fastest speed to flee into the distance, and one of them was wrapped in a layer of pale cyan wind spiritual power, and in a few flashes, they escaped to a speed of 100 meters, which was very fast.

"Whoosh!"

Zhao Jingfeng didn't intend to let them go, Yan Xijian turned into a bolt of lightning and chased after him at a faster speed, catching up with the person who had the wind spiritual power and escaped the fastest in the blink of an eye, and finally ran through the throat directly from the back of his neck.

After killing everyone, Yan Xijian circled in the air and immediately turned around and continued to shoot towards the remaining people.

In the face of the unparalleled speed of Yan Xi's sword, none of the remaining martial kings were spared, and in the end, they all died under Yan Xi's sword.

There were more than thirty martial kings, and it was not until this moment that all of them finally fell.

The corpses of more than 20 martial kings lay on the ground, and the bright red blood rendered the entire street a bloody red, and a hundred meters away, countless people gathered to watch the excitement.

They all widened their eyes, and looked at Zhao Jingfeng, who was covered in blood, and the more than 20 people lying on the ground with almost dull eyes, their faces were full of disbelief, and their hearts were full of shock.