readx;?? Zhao was frightened and retreated, and his body deftly retreated more than ten meters away. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info and as he retreated, the attack on the opposite side also fell short, and finally several natal soul treasures hit the ground with strong spiritual power, directly smashing out a one-meter-deep pit.

Zhao Jingfeng held the sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, and his eyes calmly stared at the dozen or so loose cultivators opposite.

"Dare to play sneak attack with Lao Tzu, you bastard is impatient. ”

A burly man cursed rudely, and then raised the two-handed giant sword in his hand and rushed towards Zhao Jingfeng.

"Qin Mo!" Just a few steps after the big man rushed, he was stopped by a middle-aged man with a resolute face.

The big man turned his head, stared at the middle-aged man who stopped him with an angry face, and shouted, "Sima Nan, don't stop me, didn't you see that Chen Yu and Chen Liang were injured by this mongrel?"

The middle-aged man who had been Sima Nan shook his head gently, then ignored the big man, turned his gaze to Zhao Jingfeng, and said in a deep voice: "This fellow Daoist, I don't know why you want to attack us suddenly. ”

"You must have come here to arrest a person named Zhao Jingfeng!" Zhao Jingfeng said in a light tone.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's eyes named Sima Nan suddenly fell on the Yan Xi sword in Zhao Jingfeng's hand, and then he seemed to think of something, his face couldn't help but change slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Could it be that you are Zhao Jingfeng." ”

"Yes, I'm Zhao Jingfeng!" Zhao Jingfeng showed a smile on his face, but this smile was a little evil no matter how he looked at it.

Hearing this, more than a dozen scattered cultivators looked at each other, and many of them showed excited looks in their eyes, but they didn't expect that Zhao Jingfeng, who they were looking for, would actually appear here, if he was captured at this time, then wouldn't this 10,000 red gold ingots be theirs! However, the middle-aged man named Sima Nan did not see the slightest happy look on his face, but was a little dignified.

"It turns out that you are Zhao Jingfeng, this is really ......"

"Shut up!"

Immediately, a casual cultivator couldn't help but laugh excitedly, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Sima Nan's voice, his eyes turned his head and kicked the casual cultivator fiercely, and then he looked at Zhao Jingfeng, arched his hand slightly, and said: "I didn't expect Your Excellency to be Your Excellency Zhao Jingfeng, who has recently become famous, in Xia Sima Nan, I can see His Excellency Zhao Jingfeng's demeanor today, I am really fortunate in the next three lives!"

Zhao Jingfeng smiled and said, "Don't dare to be, Your Excellency Sima Nan is really exalting me, presumably a few of you entered the Desolate Demon Mountain Range to find Zaixia!"

"Yes, we're here to get you. As soon as Zhao Jingfeng's words fell, the big man who had just been stopped by Sima Nan spoke loudly.

The big man's words made Sima Nan's face change slightly, and he turned his head and kicked the big man fiercely, and the big man who kicked it was full of doubts, and the second monk was puzzled.

Sima Nan arched his hand at Zhao Jingfeng, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency Zhao Jingfeng, when the next few people entered the Desolate Demon Mountain Range, they actually just watched the excitement, and they didn't have the intention of arresting Your Excellency, thinking that Your Excellency must have misunderstood a few of us." ”

"Misunderstanding!" Zhao said with a smile: "If I heard correctly, just now I seem to have heard the Taoist friend next to you say that you entered this Desolate Demon Mountain Range just to capture me, how could it be a misunderstanding!"

Hearing this, Sima Nan's face showed a look of embarrassment, several of them came to the Desolate Demon Mountain Range, it was indeed to capture Zhao Jingfeng, although they had heard of Zhao Jingfeng's strength before, and there were several martial spirit level masters who died in his hands, but after all, it was a rumor, and many people were skeptical of the rumored situation, even Sima Nan and his party were no exception.

But since seeing Zhao Jingfeng's strength with his own eyes before, Sima Nan immediately judged that he and the others were not Zhao Jingfeng's opponents at all, even if they had the advantage in numbers, they might not be able to capture Zhao Jingfeng, and they would have to suffer a lot of losses, and Sima Nan also knew very well in his heart that if Zhao Jingfeng wanted to take the lives of those two people just now, I am afraid that the two of them would have already been lying on the ground, so at this moment, Sima Nan has given up the idea of capturing Zhao Jingfeng in his heart, at least, at this time, he can't conflict with Zhao Jingfeng, otherwise, it will only be his own group that will suffer。

Seeing that Sima Nan was silent, Zhao Jingfeng spoke again: "I don't want to kill innocents indiscriminately, hand over all the demon pills in your storage belt! After speaking, a strong murderous intent flashed from Zhao Jingfeng's eyes.

Hearing Zhao Jingfeng's words, more than a dozen people on the opposite side showed angry and disdainful looks on their faces, and among them, not all of them had such a bright gaze as Sima Nan.

"Zhao Jingfeng, you despicable villain who only knows how to play sneak attacks, what qualifications do you have to say this, come and eat your grandfather's sword. ”

Zhao Jingfeng's words angered many people, and suddenly another burly man rushed towards Zhao Jingfeng with a two-handed giant sword.

"Wait!" Sima Nan dodged to stop the big man, ignored the big man's angry gaze, turned his head to look at Zhao Jingfeng, and said in a deep voice: "Zhao Jingfeng, we have no intention of being your enemy, do you really want to force us." ”

A sneer appeared on Zhao Jingfeng's face, and said: "I still say that, leave the demon pill, you can let you go, otherwise, then only I will do it myself." Saying that, Zhao Jingfeng's tone paused slightly, and then continued: "However, if you really make a move, I can't blame me for some casualties." ”

Zhao Jingfeng's non-negotiable words made Sima Nan's face become a little gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "As the saying goes, leave a line in everything, and it will be easy to talk in the future, Your Excellency Zhao Jingfeng, you must have gone too far!" The demon pills in his storage belt were all hunted by himself and others at the risk of their lives in the desolate demon mountain range, and then accumulated after a long time, although Sima Nan knew that once he and the others fought with Zhao Jingfeng, they would definitely be damaged, but it was impossible to let them hand over all the demon pills that they had worked hard for many days to accumulate.

"Sima Nan, what are you doing with so much nonsense with him, just arrest him directly, he alone still wants all of us to hand over all the demon pills in our bags, this is a big joke. A middle-aged man with blond hair standing behind said in a deep voice, his tone full of disdain.

"Zhao Jingfeng, although you hurt the two of our brothers, but that's just because you succeeded in your sneak attack, if you fight head-on, more than a dozen of us go together, you are not necessarily our opponent, the final result is at most a lose-lose situation, so it is not good for us, especially you, once you are seriously injured, I am afraid it will be very unfavorable to you, after all, in this Desolate Demon Mountain Range, there are almost everywhere who come to capture you, this matter is either just settled, or we will fight to the death, in short, if you want us to hand over the demon pill, it is absolutely impossible." 。 It was a tall man who spoke, and obviously, he also saw from Zhao Jingfeng's hand that Zhao Jingfeng's strength was not weak.

Zhao Jingfeng's eyes flickered with coldness, and he slowly raised the Yan Xi sword in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Since this is the case, then let's fight!" As he spoke, he rushed towards more than a dozen people on the opposite side.

Sima Nan also stopped talking nonsense, holding a long sword and rushing over at the same time with a dozen people behind him, and more than a dozen people immediately fought together.

Each of these dozen or so people has the strength of martial spirits, and before Zhao Jingfeng was replaced, it was still a little difficult for him to resist the siege of more than a dozen martial spirits, but now, his strength has also reached the level of martial spirits, and he has become more than comfortable in the face of the siege of more than a dozen masters of the same level.

Zhao Jingfeng relied on his unpredictable pace and the fast fast sword that made it difficult for martial arts masters to resist, and more than a dozen martial arts fighting were on par, although Zhao Jingfeng had an absolute disadvantage in numbers, but not long after the two sides fought, the dozen or so people were gradually forced into the disadvantage by Zhao Jingfeng, during which some people were almost pierced through the throat by Zhao Jingfeng's sword several times, but they were all rescued by the people next to them at critical moments, Rao is so, but among the dozen people, many people were stabbed by Zhao Jingfeng.

Zhao Jingfeng's body technique was like a ghost constantly shuttling through the crowd, dodging the dense attacks from all directions, and the Yan Xi Sword in his hand had quickly formed a vague sword shadow.

As Yan Xijian flew rapidly, the friction with the air continued to make a subtle sound of breaking the air, and the sound was dense as if it was connected in a straight line.

"Poof!"

The sharp tip of Yan Xijian's sword was full of sharp sword qi, piercing the joint of a person's right arm, and at the same time, a sword qi drilled into his body along Yan Xijian, destroying the function of his right arm.

The man immediately let out a scream of pain, and the big sword in his hand disappeared, and the joint of his right shoulder was pierced by a sword, and he was no longer able to hold the magic weapon and lost the ability to fight.

"Touch!" Zhao Jingfeng kicked him in the abdomen fiercely, kicking him out of the air, and then his body shook slightly, dodging the attack from the surroundings, while Yan Xijian stabbed several swords at the other person like lightning, forcing the other party to be in a hurry, and then taking advantage of the other party's resistance, another sword pierced his right shoulder.

The right shoulder is injured, which will directly affect the use of magic weapons and the play of strength, these people who were pierced through the right shoulder by Zhao Jingfeng's sword, the injury is much more serious than imagined, and the sharp sword qi contained in Yan Xi's sword has already destroyed the function of their right shoulder and lost their ability to fight.

Several injured people had no choice but to retreat, while the battle between Zhao Jingfeng and the remaining dozen or so people was still raging.

The sound of magic weapons colliding in the battlefield was endless, and the aftermath of that strong spiritual power centered on everyone and raged in all directions, pressing some weeds tightly to the ground, and dust flew in mid-air, covering the figures of the warring people, blurred.

"Ah......h

"Ah......h

From time to time, a few screams mixed with pain came, and then either someone was kicked away in embarrassment, or he withdrew from the battle circle covered in blood, and more than a dozen people were constantly injured in the field, and in a short time, the battle circle of the original dozen people was reduced to only a few people.

The vigorous exercise made Zhao Jingfeng's image look a little embarrassed, but he was covered in the slightest, but he did not receive the slightest injury. After a sword blocked a slashed Natal Soul Treasure, the Yan Xi Sword in Zhao Jingfeng's hand turned into a silver-white light again, piercing the person's right shoulder before the other party could react.

"I don't want to kill innocents indiscriminately, give you one last chance, if you are still stubborn, then don't blame me for being a killer. Zhao Jingfeng did not pause in his movements, and shouted loudly, and his eyes were also flashing with murderous intent, obviously he had already moved to kill. Before, he was already merciful to these dozen people, and if these people were still stubborn, he would have no choice but to kill them.

In the Soul Treasure Star, such things are very common, so Zhao Jingfeng doesn't feel that he will have any fault, after all, this Soul Treasure Star is a world where strength is respected, the strong can cover the sky with one hand and do whatever they want, while the weak will always have the right to speak.

Now that so many scattered cultivators and forces from all sides have entered the Desolate Demon Mountain Range, almost all of them have the purpose of capturing Zhao Jingfeng and then handing it over to the Feifu family to receive the reward, even the dozen or so people on the opposite side are no exception, if it weren't for Zhao Jingfeng's strength being stronger than them, I'm afraid it would be a completely different situation now.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man named Sima Nan showed a look of struggle on his face, his eyes swept over the few people who had been injured and lost their combat effectiveness, and finally gritted his teeth and shouted: "Stop!"

Sima Nan obviously has a lot of prestige in the hearts of this group of people, as soon as he spoke, the few people who were still fighting with Zhao Jingfeng immediately retreated quickly, and they all looked at Zhao Jingfeng with palpitations, and more eyes were focused on the Yan Xi sword in Zhao Jingfeng's hand, which was only two fingers wide. For Yan Xijian's lightning-fast speed, they have personally felt it, and they are all terrified in their hearts, just now when they were fighting, they were almost injured under Yan Xijian's sword several times, but fortunately, they were rescued by others at a critical moment.

Sima Nan looked at Zhao Jingfeng with a somewhat complicated gaze, and paused for a moment on the blood-stained Yan Xi Sword in Zhao Jingfeng's hand, his expression was decadent, and he said weakly: "Everyone take out all the demon pills in their hands!" Your Excellency Zhao Jingfeng is already merciful to us, otherwise, you will not only be injured. ”

This time, no one was unconvinced, and the faces of more than a dozen people were full of decadence, and they silently took out all the demon pills in their storage belts, and then piled them on the ground.