The direction of the group of knights was similar to the direction of returning to the black market, Zuo Qiancheng carried Zhao Feixing on his back, and only when he couldn't see the back of the knights did he follow step by step, following the horseshoe prints.

After walking a distance, the horseshoe prints could not be found, and Zuo Qiancheng immediately knew that the other party had used mana in this area.

"What did they meet?" Zuo Qiancheng immediately decided to take a detour.

At this moment, a figure slowly approached in the distance.

Someone with a spear in hand came in an instant.

The surrounding spiritual power was all pulled, forming a powerful coercion.

"There is a demonic spirit!" Zuo Qiancheng flipped his right hand, and the sword was in his hand.

"The next two are just passing by, disturbing Your Excellency, please forgive me. ”

However, the person who came came directly attacked with one shot!

Zuo Qiancheng held the sword and was pushed back again and again.

The spiritual power is attached to the sword body, although he knows that it is difficult to fight, Zuo Qiancheng still does not retreat but advances, and takes the lead in attacking.

Thorn, point, teasing, picking, lifting, twisting, sweeping, Zuo Qiancheng is full of energy, and the moves are fired in succession, and the spear of the future person is suppressed, but the tip of the sword cannot pass the body of the spear and threaten the enemy!

A set of offensive weakened, Zuo Qiancheng retreated, and after a strong attack and suppression, he turned around and wanted to escape, but he felt that the spear had arrived behind him, so he had to dodge sideways.

One step at a time, the spear pointed, forcing Zuo Qiancheng to retreat, he still had Zhao Feixing on his back, but he had no intention of leaving it, not that he was righteous, but he knew the strength of the enemy, and he couldn't escape far if he left Zhao Feixing.

After several difficult blocks, Zuo Qiancheng was finally stabbed in the right shoulder, and blood immediately gushed out like flowing water, and he reluctantly retreated before he was pierced by a sharp weapon.

Although it is the peak of the strength realm, after all, he is old and can't fight a protracted battle.

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Zuo Qiancheng saw that the tip of the spear was close to Chi Chi......

He couldn't even react to anything......

"Bell!"

The imaginary death did not happen, and a long knife swung directly away, and the spear collided.

The sword and gun separated, Zuo Qiancheng felt that his back was empty, and Zhao Feixing was already standing in front of him.

Indifferent and speechless, the man with the knife and the man with the gun are looking at each other, too similar, the same young face, the same indifference.

But a cloth coat, a battle armor on the body!

The momentum was like an abyss, and the two moved at the same time......

The spear is like a dragon, sweeping thousands of armies!

The knife is like a white practice, overwhelming!

The sound of sharp weapons clashing was heard everywhere, and the bells were endless.

Zhao Feixing swung his knife and attacked, and the power of one blow was even worse, even the enemy's high-quality spear couldn't stand this fierce force, and trembled.

But the spear attack is unabated, and every move carries the threat of death, so Zhao Feixing also has to be careful to resist.

When the attack is stalemate, what is fighting is endurance, and the two young men are full of energy and blood, and they are not discouraged, but strengthen the offensive!

Zuo Qiancheng held his sword in both hands, and wanted to rush to help, but the two of them were too fast, and there was no room for a third party to intervene.

After a long struggle, Zhao Feixing finally separated from the gunman.

The knife in his hand was already mutilated and cracked. Although it is an academy knife, it is only a mortal knife after all, not a magic weapon.

"The knife can't hold up. The gunman spoke.

"One move will determine the winner!" Zhao Feixing also spoke.

"Okay!" the cold response made the two fall silent at the same time.

Almost simultaneously, the two attacked.

Spears pierce everything, and swords slash all enemies!

There was a touch, and then both of them retreated at the same time.

The knife shattered, and the tip of the gun shattered.

The gunman's eyes widened as he looked at the ruined tip of the gun, silent.

He lost, and the magic weapon was against mortal weapons, but the result was the same.

Zhao Feixing took back the handle of the knife in his hand and the fragments under his feet, these things could also be sold at the blacksmith shop to save some money.

"You're good, which great god's subordinate. ”

The gunmen also put away their weapons, and the battle was over. He walked over to Zhao Feixing and asked him a question that made him frown.

"I don't know any great gods, I'm just an ordinary person. Zhao Feixing respected this opponent, and his words increased.

"Are you not a slave of God?"

"I am just me, not anyone's slave. ”

The gun-wielding man looked very similar to the orc girl in the beginning.

"It's funny to be under the rule of the gods, creatures who are not gods and slaves......"

"Are you a monster?" Zhao Feixing asked as he looked at him, obviously not a human being, but without the characteristics of a monster.

"Bing Shen, I'm from the demon wolf clan. ”

Zhao Feixing observed carefully, he was really like his name, and the person in front of him, who seemed to be the same age, had a restrained temperament.

Zhao Feixing remembered what happened before, and asked, "I have seen a little girl with a giant beast and a pack of wolves before, are they your companions?"

"It's Wan Wan and the Wolf King. Bing Shen muttered to himself, his expression showing a little helplessness.

"Their goal is to bring out the Protoss, your Terrans are the largest and most powerful of the God's slaves, and they will definitely clash with them. ”

Zhao Feixing was silent when he heard this.

Bing Shen seemed to remember something, and asked: "I just killed a group of Terran elites, and they brought a woman, and the woman also said that she was not a god slave, so I didn't care about her, is she your companion?"

Zhao Feixing shook his head.

"You are a rare opponent I have met since I entered the divine land, and I hope that we will meet one day in the future. You still have a lot of tricks to do, and so do I. Bing Shen said seriously.

"Okay!" Zhao Feixing looked at him, and his heart was also full of fighting intent.

Bing Shen turned to leave, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his voice came from afar.

"Hopefully you'll have a good knife next time. ”

"That gun isn't your magic weapon either. Zhao Feixing looked at his back in the distance, and secretly said in his heart that the gun he had just held was the magic weapon of the students of the Shenxia Academy.

"Xiaoyou, are you okay. Zuo Qiancheng saw Bing Shen leaving, and hurriedly walked over.

"I'm fine, how is your shoulder, teacher. ”

Zuo Qiancheng pointed to the wound, "Don't say it, that kid is not only good at martial arts, but also has excellent body skills, but he didn't stab the vital point, he just bled a little more, and it hurts a bit, and he will be fine in a few days." ”

Zhao Feixing's face suddenly changed, he recalled the details of the battle just now, and found that he was actually still a bad move, that Bing Shen was deliberately attacking himself, if he thought too hard, he might not be able to dodge the attack every time.

Zhao Feixing knew that although he had seen all kinds of battles, there were very few cases where he actually fought against a master. Every life-and-death battle exposes one's own shortcomings, but not every time you have the opportunity to reflect on it afterwards.

His mood suddenly became a little heavy, thinking that after he went back, he would discuss with Zuo Qiancheng how to exercise his combat skills.

After resting for a while, Zhao Feixing and Zuo Qiancheng walked towards the place where Bing Shen and the academy elite were fighting.

"Help, help......" A woman's voice came from afar.

Zhao Feixing came to this blood-soaked land first, a young girl was struggling in the pile of corpses, she was tied by ropes, and she didn't break free for a long time.

Bing Shen didn't kill her, but he didn't care about her either.

Zhao Feixing walked over to help her untie it, and the girl quieted down while looking secretly.

"You're free. Zhao Feixing glanced at her, this girl actually has the strength of the Qi Power Realm, but her breath is not strong, and she should have only entered the Qi Power Realm for a long time.

"Hero, you can help me. The girl said aggrievedly.

Zhao Feixing ignored her, his attention was on the corpse of the academy elite.

Bing Shen didn't take away the armor and weapons from them, but the storage magic weapons were all taken away.

"Little girl, we're not heroes. Zuo Qiancheng also walked over, and when he saw those equipment, his eyes lit up.

He and Zhao Feixing moved quickly, and under the girl's stunned eyes, they instantly stripped several corpses and the equipment on the war horses.

Another piece of income. Zuo Qiancheng's wrinkled old face smiled like a chrysanthemum.

Zhao Feixing handed over all this to Zuo Qiancheng to handle, he was experienced, and he was the first to remove the mark on the preparation, but he was afraid that it would not be clean, and when he returned to the black market, he would have to go to the blacksmith shop immediately to sell it.

The two dug a pit at random, preparing to bury these elites and war horses.

"There are so many youkai around here, I'm afraid they will soon be dug up and taken out and eaten. Zuo Qiancheng frowned and said.

"Makes sense. Zhao Feixing was also very embarrassed, he thought about it, and finally thought of a way.

I saw him take out the corpse water and put a few drops on several corpses.

The unpleasant smell filled the place, and the girl couldn't help but cover her mouth and nose.

Zuo Qiancheng looked at the scene in front of him, and suddenly had a sense of déjà vu.

"Dust to dust, dust to dust. ”

Zhao Feixingfu dripped corpse water on the war horse again. Then the two pits they dug were filled.

"The Tomb of the Students of the Academy of God"

Zuo Qiancheng found a deck to make a monument, he thought about it and wrote, "Died at the hands of the elite of the demon clan, passing by the monk who was kind enough to bury him." ”

He is a good person to the end, and he simply set up a monument for the war horse next to him.

The two of them were busy with all this and were about to leave, when the girl also came over.

"Two heroes, do you know that they will work together?"