Ghost shadow footwork, this weird and unfathomable footwork is vividly displayed by Win Chengfeng.

Between a few ups and downs, he had caught up with one of them. The chalk spear chalk in his hand turned into a red dragon, and the chalk head and chalk body of the chalk spear did not tremble in the slightest, and stabbed forward with incomparable momentum.

The man had his back to Ying Chengfeng, and suddenly felt the strong wind hitting his body, and he leaned down to roll and escape, but as soon as his body bent down, the chalk tip of the chalk gun had already touched his head.

There was a soft "pop", and the whole head burst.

A faint flush flashed on Ying Chengfeng's face, after killing this person, the true qi in his body became more and more thick, and the sudden increase in true qi actually made his dantian a little faintly swollen.

However, this is not a good time to sit down and dissolve the true qi, even if Ying Chengfeng is willing to let go of a few people, but he must also ask the bats above his head that are entwining with them to die if he can agree.

With a slight tip on his toes, his body was already weirdly turning in mid-air, and he threw himself into another passage.

Although there are still a large number of bats around him, but at this moment, the true qi in the chalk of Yingchengfeng's body is extremely abundant, and the power of the ice spirit weapon suit is completely stimulated, and the body is as cold as ice, once those bats enter this range, they are immediately frozen to the point that their bodies are stiff, and even waving their wings has become an extremely difficult thing, plus the overlord chalk spear chalk in Ying Chengfeng's hand swept across the area, so no amount of bats can stop him for a moment.

Turning into another channel, Ying Chengfeng's pace accelerated, and his figure flashed like a ghost, and after a while, he caught up with another person.

The same chalk spear stabbed out, and the man who had lost his way and tried his best to run dared not even stop it, so he was killed by the chalk spear of the overlord.

Without stopping for the slightest, Ying Chengfeng continued to turn and chase the third man, and after a cup of tea, he slashed him under the chalk gun.

After killing three people in succession, he also secretly sighed in his heart. Killing three people so easily, even he would never have been able to realize it beforehand.

These people have already been killed by him, otherwise it would never be so easy to kill them.

After losing their courage, their strength is greatly reduced, and even one percent can not be played, on the contrary, if they are bold, ten percent of their strength may be exerted to twelve percent.

The spiritual power was once again fed into the flute spirit weapon, and a sneer appeared on Ying Chengfeng's face.

The last five escaped in different directions, four of them trying to escape, but one of them found a place to hide after escaping the siege of the bats.

He thought he was hiding seamlessly, but unfortunately, he met Ying Chengfeng, who had a flute spirit weapon and a wisdom spirit.

Under the comparison between the two, he immediately judged Shan Chao's hiding place.

However, since he hid it so well, Win Chengfeng also took advantage of the situation to put him last. The figure swayed, chasing towards the warrior surnamed Zhang.

Among all of them, the strength of the martial artist surnamed Zhang is the strongest.

The cultivation of the tenth layer of True Qi was almost the same as Deng Xia's, so his escape speed was undoubtedly the fastest.

If it was in a flat area, Win Chengfeng might not be able to catch up with him at all, but the bat cave here has nine bends and eighteen bends.

Although the martial artist surnamed Zhang is running for his life, he is not running around without a purpose. Even if it was a martial arts cultivator like him, he didn't dare to deviate from the known channel. Because if he does this, then even if he can escape the poisonous hand of Win Chengfeng, he will never be able to leave the nine bends and eighteen bends, and eventually become a skeleton here.

Therefore, after running to a certain area, he had to stop and pinch a little, and only after finding the right path did he dare to move on.

Such a few delays, coupled with the twists and turns of the passage, did not leave the sensing range of the flute spirit weapon until this moment.

Zhiling calculated a little and immediately found the best route.

Win Chengfeng rushed out as fast as he could.

When he showed his ghost footwork to the extreme, even the bats above his head couldn't keep up with his speed.

However, there is a mysterious fragrance on his body, which has a fatal attraction to ordinary bats in the entire nine curves and eighteen bends.

So although he got rid of the entanglement of the bats behind him, a new swarm of bats would soon appear in front of him.

Win Chengfeng was very happy about this, if it weren't for these endless sources of true qi hovering overhead, he might not have the courage to come back alone and single-handedly take on so many warrior powerhouses.

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"Squeak Squeak......"

Countless sharp cries of bats suddenly sounded from the front, and the face of the martial artist surnamed Zhang changed, he seemed to have some kind of premonition, and the whole person felt a chill through the bones.

Sure enough, a familiar voice sounded behind him, it was the sharp whistle of the Overlord's chalk spear breaking through the air.

The martial artist surnamed Zhang gritted his teeth, his body suddenly turned, and the long sword in his hand danced countless sword flowers, and in an instant, he had already hit the chalk spear hundreds of times.

The incomparable chalk lance finally stagnated a little, and the warrior surnamed Zhang took advantage of the gap to dodge.

He stared at Ying Chengfeng deadly, the expression on his face was hideous and terrifying, and said: "Impossible, how can you be more familiar with the nine bends and eighteen bends than me......

Ying Chengfeng smiled dumbly, he looked at the other party playfully, and said: "You and I both have a map of nine curves and eighteen bends in our hands, why can't I be more familiar with it than you." ”

"The map within the sect is only a small part. The martial artist surnamed Zhang said sharply: "Even if you get all the maps, but the old man has been trying here for several years, how can you compare." ”

Ying Chengfeng smiled and said, "What's the big deal about just a few years, there are still people who have stayed here for more than ten years......" He suddenly paused and said, "Your Zhang family has a martial artist named ** Tao?,、

The martial artist surnamed Zhang was slightly stunned, and said: "That is one of the powerhouses of our Zhang family, he has been missing for more than ten years, what do you ask him to do?"

Ying Chengfeng secretly said in his heart, he is really related to the Zhang family, how to enter the bat den and kill the people of the Zhang family.

He smiled lightly: "It's nothing, I just want to tell you." **Tao is actually within the nine bends and eighteen bends, and has been stranded for more than ten years, and the topographic maps he has are far richer than yours. ”

The martial artist surnamed Zhang opened his mouth wide, and he suddenly said, "Did his topographic map fall into your hands?"

Ying Chengfeng smiled and said, "Yes or no, you go back and ask yourself." ”

With that, he flicked his wrist, and a dagger stabbed towards the martial artist surnamed Zhang like lightning.

The martial artist surnamed Zhang snorted coldly, if it was the terrifying overlord chalk chalk chalk with infinite fire power in Ying Chengfeng's hand, he would still be afraid of three points, but with a dagger, he would not put it in his eyes at all.

With a slight glance out of the corner of his eye, the path of this dagger was already clear. With a casual wave of his hand, the sword headed towards the dagger. He grasped the sword just right, and pointed it on the handle of the dagger, trying to reflect the dagger back.

However, at this moment, all the hairs on his body suddenly stood upside down.

An indescribable sense of crisis permeated his heart, a premonition he had in decades of life and death trials, and the stronger this feeling, the greater the danger he was about to encounter.

However, just as this feeling came to him, he saw a dazzling light in front of him, and he heard a loud roaring and popping sound in his ears.

"Morning ......"

Win Chengfeng curled up and hid in a hollow in the stone wall that he had been looking forward to for a long time. He took the time, and immediately dodged out after all the fragments were struck, and the chalky chalk spear in his hand flashed red, and shot towards the warrior surnamed Zhang, who had become a bloody man.

The chalk spear was pointed into the flesh, and there was not the slightest hindrance.

The spirit armor on the martial artist surnamed Zhang had been torn into countless pieces by the steel plate sputtered by the dagger explosion, and even he himself was already dying.

The fiery power poured into the body, instantly cutting off all the vitality of the martial artist surnamed Zhang.

Win Chengfeng pumped the chalk spear, swept it lightly, and drew a wonderful arc in mid-air. With this arc, a trace of strange and indescribable power was released from the chalk lance, and these powers permeated the void, and a magical power emerged from all the bats that bleeded to death into the chalk lance's chalk body, and turned into a hot stream into the dantian of Winning the Wind.

This is something that Ying Chengfeng accidentally discovered, the Overlord Chalk Spear in his hand seems to have undergone some kind of unknowable mutation after several transformations and many killings.

Even if it is not a creature that dies under the chalk of the Overlord, it can also squeeze some life force to transform true qi through this means.

Of course, this conversion is not very efficient, and it is far less powerful than being stabbed to death directly by the chalk tip of a chalk gun.

However, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is also meat, and when the number of living beings reaches a certain level, it should not be underestimated.

Taking two steps forward, Ying Chengfeng groped around the corpse.

This person is obviously the head of the all, and if there is anything good, then it can only be found in this person.

After a few moments, Ying Chengfeng found some bottles and cans on his body.

In fact, only one bottle was still intact, and the rest of the jade bottles were destroyed by the impact of the dagger fragments. Ying Chengfeng shook his head slightly, feeling a pity in his heart.

However, if you want to deal with this formidable adversary in the shortest possible time, then you must bear these losses.

I gently pulled the cap of the bottle, and immediately smelled a faint, almost familiar aroma.

In the distance, a shrill bat call suddenly sounded.

Ying Chengfeng's expression moved slightly, and he immediately knew the origin of these aromas.

He smiled, poured out a drop of the liquid in the jade bottle, and put it on the body of the martial artist surnamed Zhang, and then turned around and returned the way he came.

A moment later, countless bats came to this place, and they swooped down on the body of the warrior surnamed Zhang, burying him completely.

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