The identities of Lu Yunran and Dai Yu were not revealed, and after ending the meeting with Tang Feng, the two did not leave immediately, but played in the desolate city. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In this regard, Tang Feng did not stop it, but just wanted to keep an eye on these two people in secret, and it was indispensable to guard against people.

The next day, he got up, rode a man, rode a sword, and carried a pot of spirits, and went to the cottage outside the desolate city, where horse thieves and bandits gathered.

"Xiuwei was sealed, and I felt a little uncomfortable. ”

Out of the city, he reined in his horses, slowed down, drank and chanted poetry on horseback, very lazy, since he had sealed his own cultivation, it was also very pleasant to enjoy the life of ordinary people.

"This little brother, there is Black Wind Village in front of you, go back quickly. ”

Approaching his destination, Tang Feng met an old man and warned him to leave quickly, otherwise he would lose his life.

In this regard, Tang Feng just smiled faintly and continued to move forward, singing during the day, chic and wanton.

The old man looked at Tang Feng's back, shook his head and sighed: "Another Jianghu Lang who wants to be famous." ”

Black Wind Village, not far from the desolate city, the people guarding the village are drowsy, and many young people have come over the years, wanting to exterminate the cottage and become famous, but in the end only one corpse remains.

"Well, there are no more people who don't want to die, there is no need to stand guard at all. ”

Scarface grumbled and yawned, unhappy that the leader had arranged for him to do this boring job.

However, before he could finish yawning, out of the corner of his eye, a young man appeared, dressed in white like snow, riding a horse with bright fur, slowly walking towards the cottage.

"Isn't it, is there really anyone who doesn't want to die?"

He sneered, having been a horse thief for so many years, he recognized at a glance that the horse Tang Feng was sitting on was worth ten thousand gold.

"Brothers, here comes the fat sheep. ”

With excitement and greed in his eyes, he called out to the rest of the horse thieves.

There are more than 200 people in Heifeng Village, and the three leaders of them are even more fierce.

The pot of wine that Tang Feng brought out was very strong, and at the moment, he was a little drunk.

"A drunkard, this is the case. ”

One of the leaders of the cottage sneered, and a mountain-opening knife in his hand was bright, although he was not a monk, the murderous aura emanating from his body was still terrifying, which was piled up by human lives.

Without hesitation, he made a move directly, the blade was cold, and he slashed at Tang Feng.

In this regard, Tang Feng behaved very casually, crossed the river and took it out of the sheath, gently brushed away the mountain opening knife, and dialed a thousand catties in four or two!

Next, he completely woke up from half-drunk and half-awake, and a sword move appeared in his mind, and he combined these moves in a life-and-death fight.

In the end, he retreated, with scars on his body, because there were too many people in Heifeng Village, and after he sealed the cultivation, it was impossible for him to defeat a hundred with one.

The next day, he went up the mountain again, but this time, the leader of the Black Wind Village looked at him with a little more awe.

Because, just yesterday, nearly 100 people were killed and injured in Heifeng Village.

On this day, Tang Feng went down the mountain again with his wounds, but once again left seventy or eighty corpses in Heifeng Village.

On the third day, in the evening, the crows hovered over the Black Wind Village, making a terrible cry.

Dressed in the afterglow of the setting sun, Tang Feng still looked slightly drunk, riding back to the city, and the soldiers crossing the river around his waist were stained bright red with blood.

Kill hundreds of soldiers in the village, and the sword on your waist is especially bloody!

Since this day, there has been no Black Wind Village in the world.

In the past three days, Tang Feng has relied on wild fruits and wild meat to satisfy his hunger, and at this moment, he slaughtered Heifeng Village, and his sword skills were tempered perfectly, and he finally felt empty in his stomach.

Finally, he found a restaurant in the west of the city and walked in.

"Childe, what ......do you want to eat?"

On the counter, an old man greeted Tang Feng, but when he saw Tang Feng's face clearly, the whole person froze, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Yes...... Is that you?"

This old man was the one who persuaded Tang Feng not to go to Heifeng Village that day, he thought that Tang Feng was obsessed and should have died in Heifeng Village.

"That day, thank you for the reminder. ”

Tang Feng smiled, and then under the old man's surprised gaze, he ordered some simple food, and chose a seat by the window and sat down.

The afterglow of the sunset, the west wind of the spirits, he found it very interesting, with a taste of rivers and lakes.

"Actual combat is the fastest way to improve your strength, although those horse thieves have not cultivated, but they are all trained in the fight, very fierce. ”

He lamented that although he destroyed the cottage, he was also injured.

"Hey, this horse is good. ”

Outside the restaurant, a tall man wanted to enter the building directly, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw Tang Feng's good horse, and there was a greedy glint in his eyes.

"Yes, it's just a gift for Childe as a mount. ”

He nodded, called Xiao Er, and asked whose horse belonged and wanted to buy it.

"Boy, your horse is good, a hundred taels, how about selling it to me?"

The tall man sat opposite Tang Feng with a smile, with a ruffian, although he was asking, but with a strong force that could not be refused.

Moreover, he exuded a wave of spiritual power, oppressing towards Tang Feng.

Tang Feng picked up the wine glass and glanced at the man lightly, his eyes were very indifferent.

He hadn't solved the cultivation yet, and as a result, he was considered a mortal and wanted to buy and sell, which ruined his good mood.

"Demon Clan?"

He raised his eyebrows, keenly catching a wisp of demonic energy from the other party.

"How do you know?"

The tall man frowned, the other party was a mortal, but he actually dared to refuse, did not sell the horse to him, and recognized him as a demon clan, which made him have murderous intent.

"Childe, this childe, what do you want to eat?"

The old man guarding the counter noticed that something was wrong, and hurriedly diverted the topic, afraid that Tang Feng would be killed by the tall man.

"Get out. ”

The tall man glanced at the old man, and anger appeared between his eyebrows, in his opinion, as a demon clan, it didn't matter if he killed two mortals.

"No matter how you know who I am, I can't help you. ”

He sneered, after killing Tang Feng, he could not only keep the identity of the demon clan from being exposed, but also get the best of both worlds.

After making up his mind, he made his hand directly, and the slap was like a pu fan, emitting light, and slapped at Tang Feng.

"Well, another guy who doesn't know what to do. ”

"Hehe, it's just a horse, is it worth more than life?"

Someone noticed, shook his head and sighed, Tang Feng was dressed in white, and compared to the tall and burly man, he looked very thin.

This tall man's cultivation is not weak, he has reached the seventh rank of the pulse realm, and when he slaps his palm, his power is terrifying.

However, Tang Feng's eyelids were slightly raised, and he didn't even untie his cultivation, he just rubbed the hilt of the sword of the river crosser and drank the wine slowly.

He didn't put down his glass until the slap was less than a foot away.

Crossing the river and coming out of the sheath, the cold light appeared.

"Ah......h

The tall man screamed, his face was pale, and the palm of his hand was directly cut off by Tang Feng, dripping with blood.

"This ......"

The old man was stunned, and the rest of the people watching the battle also had their pupils constricted, turning into stone and wood sculptures, and they couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

A young man in white who didn't even have a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, but he cut off the palm of the seventh-grade monk of the Pulse Realm with a single sword, which was like a myth.

Tang Feng looked out the window, the golden afterglow sprinkled on his face, everything was light and light, and nothing seemed to have happened.

"What's the matter, so noisy?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from upstairs, fluctuating with powerful spiritual power, giving people a huge coercion.