The nine suns slowly sank, and I don't know where they are going to set.

Yang Feng went out of the city and ran directly in the direction of the Warcraft Forest, because he was wearing the necklace given by Ye Long, Yang Feng was not afraid of encountering those Warcraft, after all, there were only a few Warcraft who dared to offend Long Wei, and the rest of the Warcraft probably fled without a trace of breath.

After Yang Feng left, eleven people dressed in black with their heads covered also left the city.

"Brother, is it Lord Yang Feng who just left?" said the soldier who Yang Feng had taught him a lesson in Feiyan City for the first time.

"It seems to be, but why are the eleven people who just went out dressed like that?"

"Whatever, take a good look at our city gates, I still hope to have a chance to be promoted?"

......

Bright Branch Hall of Feiyan City.

Tang Qing sat at the top of the main hall with a gloomy face, still thinking about Yang Feng's refusal of his invitation just now.

"Master, why did you suddenly send eleven martial artists out on a mission?" the red-robed woman looked at Tang Qing sitting in the main hall and said respectfully.

"You don't need to know this, after a while, I'll send you and Ba'er to the Temple of Light, which is where you should go. Tang Qing said lightly, and at the same time looked at the red-robed woman, although this big disciple has a good talent and a good physique, he is not dedicated to him, in contrast, he prefers Tang Ba.

"Yes, master!"

"Huh?" Suddenly, Tang Qing's eyes froze, and a man wearing a purple robe and exuding a blazing heat walked into the bright branch hall, and that kind of blazing feeling simply made the red-robed woman with a fire spirit body feel uncomfortable.

There was endless indifference in the man's black eyes, his long black hair was scattered casually behind his head, and there was no expression on his resolute face.

"Meet the Yang Palace!" Tang Qing hurriedly got down from his position above and looked respectfully at the indifferent purple-robed man in front of him.

"Quickly tell me the whereabouts of the person who seems to be the soul destroyer, I don't have time to waste here!" a faint voice came from the purple-robed man's mouth.

After Tang Qing heard the purple-robed man's unkind words, he didn't have a bit of an angry expression, but still had that respectful expression.

"Now that kid is out of the city, my people are following him, they have made marks along the way, why don't you go with you to catch that kid later?"

"Humph!"

"Are you doubting my strength?" the purple-robed man looked at Tang Qing coldly.

"Tang Qing doesn't dare, Yangdian, you misunderstood. Tang Qing's voice trembled a little.

"Lazy nonsense with you!" the purple-robed man left the hall without looking back.

"Master, who is that person?" the red-robed woman looked at Tang Qing who was leaving.

"I don't have the right to know his true identity, but in the temple, his identity is the hall master!"

"Master, aren't you also the hall master?"

"No, he's one of the main hall masters of the temple! ”

"His potential is unimaginable, with the strength of the ninth order, he has been exceptionally promoted to a hall master of the main hall! Even in the face of our great Pope, he doesn't have to salute. As a teacher, he is far inferior to him. Tang Qing couldn't help but sigh.

"What?" The red-robed woman looked at Tang Qing in shock, unable to believe what he said.

"Hey, when you get there, you'll know who he is. ”

......

Warcraft Forest!

Eleven people were rapidly approaching Yang Feng.

Facing the eleven masters sent by the Bright Branch Hall who were not weak, Yang Feng temporarily avoided the edge and kept running towards the depths of the Demon Beast Forest.

"Wu Lao, where is that kid, he was still in front just now!" A sixth-order martial artist covered in black robe looked around suspiciously.

"Bang, bang!" As soon as the sixth-order martial artist finished speaking, the heads of the two companions next to him exploded, and the two headless corpses naturally fell.

"It's that kid's invisible palm technique, everyone be careful!" said the white-haired old man known as Wu Lao, who was called Wu Lao, said solemnly, while carefully observing the surroundings, hoping to find out Yang Feng's traces.

Two minutes later, two of the remaining nine were gone forever, but Yang Feng also exposed his traces.

"Chase, you must not lose him this time!" the white-haired old man said viciously, before the battle, their side lost four people, if that kid was allowed to hide in the dark and sneak attack, then it would be okay!

Half an hour later, Yang Feng looked at the familiar place and showed an expression of successful tricks, because he had come to the territory of the eighth-order Demonic Beast Thunderbird!

"Isn't that dead bird going to kill the creatures that enter its territory? let it deal with you, I have a necklace anyway, and I'm not afraid." Yang Feng said secretly in his heart, and at the same time, the speed under his feet slowed down a little, just to prevent the remaining seven people behind him from being lost.

"No, why is it so quiet?" the white-haired old man looked around with some surprise, a little panicked in his heart.

"Huh!" A rapid sound of breaking the air sounded, and Yang Feng showed a sneer, is this beast finally here?

"Boom!" a huge ball of lightning fell!

A sixth-order martial artist on the side of the branch hall was immediately electrocuted into charcoal!

"It's not good, it's an eighth-order Demonic Beast Thunderbird! A few of you hold up a spiritual power defense cover, I don't believe that this Thunderbird won't attack that kid?" The white-haired old man said with some panic, although he was a seventh-order martial artist, he was still terrified in the face of the eighth-order demonic beast.

The Thunderbird hovered overhead, its sharp claws gleaming.

Five minutes later, everyone in the Bright Branch Hall cursed the Thunderbird who released the thunderbolt magic in the sky, but for some reason, the Thunderbird in the sky always attacked them, but not Yang Feng.

"Damn, you resist the Thunderbird, I'm going to slaughter that hateful boy!" The white-haired old man saw Yang Feng gloating at them not far away, and rushed out angrily.

"Boom!" A huge ball of lightning struck the white-haired old man, blocking his way.

"Damn, I can't get over it at all!"

During this period, Yang Feng kept looking at a few people coldly, and he didn't make a move, he knew that the Thunderbird would solve them, and then he just needed to leave quietly, and the Thunderbird didn't dare to stop him!

Five minutes later, the Thunderbird gave up the release of the thunderbolt magic and swooped downward, directly using a physical attack!

As its claws gripped at the defensive shield, a long fiery red knife suddenly slashed through its neck, and at the same time, a huge slap slapped towards Yang Feng.

Before the Thunderbird could make any defenses, he was cut off by a long knife!

A neat knife!

Yang Feng's eyes froze, and the Demon Dragon Palm had already swung out.

"Poof!" The previously invincible Demon Dragon Palm was quickly annihilated by the slap, and then it was fiercely imprinted on Yang Feng's chest, Yang Feng's chest was stuffy, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Eighth-order thunder magic crystal, not bad!" The man in a purple robe looked at the magic crystal that had just been dug out of the head of the thunderbird, and there was a faint flash of thunder on the magic crystal.

"But the soul slayer is too inferior, I will hurt you with one palm!" The purple-robed man looked at Yang Feng with some disappointment.

"Seniors?" the white-haired old man looked at the purple-robed man who helped them kill the Thunderbird with some confusion.

The purple-robed man turned his hand and took out a token, and the white-haired old man immediately stepped back respectfully and didn't ask any more questions.

"Who is this person?What a strong strength!" Yang Feng's soul power observed the purple-robed man, "I don't know where the master came from, judging by his aura, at least a ninth-order martial artist, or even a half-saint!"

"Damn, I can only implement my plan in advance, otherwise I'm afraid I'll throw my life here!" Suddenly, Yang Feng closed his eyes, and at the same time, his soul power observed the surroundings.

"Huh, it's interesting, I want to see what tricks you can play!" The purple-robed man looked at Yang Feng lightly, without the slightest intention of sneaking up on him while he closed his eyes.

At this time, Yang Feng was trying his best to run the Five Elements Cultivation Technique, and the Five Elements Essence Qi was converging towards his body at a crazy speed, and at the same time, his aura was constantly rising!