Jiang Feng struck two consecutive blows, all of which were big moves, killing and injuring half of the knights in an instant, this strength was simply shocking. ∮∮，

Everyone had never thought that a Tianming warrior would have such power!

How strong can he be?

There are only half of the more than 100 knights left, can they still block his two moves?

Jiang Feng's eyes slanted slightly, and he glanced to the side.

The pillar of incense was amazing, it looked very fragile, but after such a fierce battle, it still did not shake, and the wisp of green smoke on it pointed straight to the sky, completely unmoved.

Jiang Feng's two moves came extremely fast, and so far, it has only burned an incense head.

Zhou Wuzhi was also looking at the pillar of incense, he wiped the blood on his mouth, clenched the long knife in his hand, and waved his hand: "Mr. Wen has an order, we must defend it!

After such a while, the knights had already controlled their crotch mounts, followed by Zhou Wuzhi's roar, and rushed towards Jiang Feng with neat and loud steps.

With the previous shock wave, Zhou Wuzhi's horse fell to the ground in an instant, and the seven orifices bled to death. At this time, he jumped on foot, and the sword light drew a shining arc and rushed towards Jiang Feng.

As soon as the long knife arrived in front of Jiang Feng, a one-foot-long knife suddenly extended from the tip of the knife, slashing towards Jiang Feng with the wind!

Jiang Feng's pupils shrank, and he waved the Thunder Spear, and the tip of the spear hit the sword and blade of the Zhou warrior seven times. Each of these seven strokes carried a flash of light, and only a "bang" was heard, and the bright power on the Zhou Warrior's sword was quickly disintegrated, and the treasure knife suddenly turned into pieces!

Jiang Feng took advantage of the situation, the light on the tip of the spear flashed, and he continued to point towards Zhou Wushi!

There was obviously a first-order difference between the two, and Martial Zhou didn't expect that he would be defeated so quickly!

At this moment, only the rapidly expanding spear tip remained in his eyes, and he blinked again. It's going to be on you!

Suddenly, a cavalryman came up from the side, he roared violently, and the giant hammer in his hand smashed into Jiang Feng's spear tip.

Jiang Feng jumped up from the donkey's back as if he had been prepared. His body, along with the spear, shifted in an extremely strange direction, passing through the gap in the giant hammer, and still hit Zhou Wushi's chest!

"Poof". A large hole opened in Zhou Wuzhi's chest, and blood spurted out mixed with internal organs. He took two steps back, looked at Jiang Feng with anger, and fell on his back.

At this time, Jiang Feng's body was still in mid-air, and the giant hammer was also swung and was about to hit his body. Jiang Feng swung his spear tail and propped it on the hammer surface, and the whole person flew out lightly. Just in time for the donkey to arrive, he sat down again, and with a swing of his spear, knocked another cavalryman off his horse.

His series of movements were like a cloud of peers, and they were amazingly smooth. There were obviously many enemies around, but Jiang Feng seemed to be facing only one person. Every block, every counterattack, is orderly and organized. There is no mess.

Amazing happens.

This team of more than 100 cavalry was wiped out by Jiang Feng in an instant. The rest was also resisted by him alone! This young man who only had the Tianming realm drove him, and not only did he not show defeat, but his upper hand became more and more obvious.

He was covered in blood, and the thunder spear in his hand flashed with lightning and a faint rumbling thunder. He rode a very spiritual wooden donkey, and walked back and forth between the tall horses. Mighty as the god of war!

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Mr. Wen walked into the carriage, waved his hand, and said, "You go down." ”

The man on the wheel of the car said respectfully, "Please let the boy serve the gentleman." ”

Mr. Wen squinted at him and strengthened his tone: "You go down!"

The man was stunned and hurriedly retreated.

Mr. Wen snorted and said, "Sure enough, it's a declining family." I don't have the slightest look!"

The Huang family has not completely withdrawn, and he heard this sentence clearly, and his face was immediately red, but he still dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.

Only Mr. Wen and the teenager across from him were left in the carriage.

The boy was extremely tall, and half of the compartment, which was not wide, was occupied by him alone. He was tied with a rope like a meat dumpling, and his mouth was stuffed to the brim, leaving only a pair of angry eyes glaring at Mr. Wen viciously.

Mr. Wen didn't look at him, sat down on his knees, took out a cloth bag from his arms, placed it on the floor, and opened it. The cloth bag was filled with all kinds of tools, all of which were obviously used to make treasures!

He turned out to be a treasure master?

After the preparations were made in advance, Mr. Wen raised his head and looked at the young man.

His eyes were calm and indifferent, full of estimates, not like looking at a person, but at a material.

After looking at it for a while, he touched it again, and Mingli penetrated through the boy's skin and seeped into his body. He muttered, "It's worthy of atavistic bloodline, the nature of Ming Li is a bit special......"

He touched the boy's forehead all the way down, and after touching his body and limbs, he barely missed a part.

His hands were as cold as ice, and Mingli was not at all as warm as ordinary people, but rather cold. This young man was the tiger, his teeth were so cold that he was fighting, and the anger in his eyes gradually turned into fear.

It wasn't his hands that scared him, nor the treatment he was about to suffer, but those eyes, that look!

Huzi is the ancestral bloodline of the giant spirit god, and he is born with infinite strength, and the rope that can bind him is certainly not an ordinary rope.

Mr. Wen looked at it for a while, nodded with satisfaction, stretched out his hand and swiped at him, and the rope that Huzi couldn't break away from immediately broke into countless pieces and fell to the ground.

Huzi subconsciously wanted to run, and Mr. Wen said, "Slow down." With a flick of his fingers, Huzi's legs immediately froze. Then his hand struck up in a series of blows, and Huzi's body froze in place as if it had been frozen, unable to move again!

Mr. Wen praised: "Good seedlings, good materials! Those guys, what a terrible thing!" he muttered for a moment, "do you think that when I use you up, I will ask them to give you to me, and they will agree?"

He shook his head to himself, "Those guys are so stingy that most of them won't agree." It's hard to say, but you're not going to be of much use anyway when I'm done with my work. ”

He picked up a silver needle from his tool and put it in front of him to look at it carefully. "Don't be afraid, boy, you don't know what I'm going to do, I'm going to do the craziest, most amazing, most amazing thing in the world!"

There was a fanatical gaze in his eyes, and he tore Huzi's clothes with a "bang". Chest exposed. His silver needle lingered for a moment, and then pierced his body.

He seemed accustomed to talking while working, and continued, "Do you know what the treasure weapon is made of? That's right, it's the body of the Ming Beast or Ming Zhi. They are naturally able to absorb the bright force, and the body combines with the meta-nucleus to form various bright force structures. So I had an idea, can I use martial arts to make treasure weapons?"

The silver needle moved slowly on the tiger's skin, and the bright force that was as cold as a cold needle seeped into the silver needle, and no blood came out at all. The light flows on the tiger's skin, appearing and disappearing.

This process is extremely painful. Huzi's mouth was tightly gagged, and he could only make a gagged sound in his throat. His face was distorted, large drops of sweat were dripping down, but his body was blocked, and he couldn't move.

Mr. Wen was completely unmoved by this pain, and he muttered, "The Mingxin Seed is the Yuan Nucleus, which binds to the human body with the Yuan Branch. Isn't the Yuan Zhi an initial Ming Force structure? Does the human body also have such a Ming Force structure? If it is adjusted like making a treasure weapon, will it be possible to turn the martial arts into a treasure weapon?"

He looked up suddenly. He grinned at Huzi and patted himself on the shoulder, "I used to be a third-line treasurer, do you know why there is no line here? Kick me out of the Treasurers Association!"

He replaced it with a purple needle and pricked it again, and Huzi's body stiffened, and the muscles in his face twisted even more. Mr. Wen pouted and said, "If they don't recognize me, I'm not?" More people are begging me for help!"

A pattern appeared on Huzi's chest, and this part of his skin began to twist, as if there were countless small insects running through it.

Mr. Wen stroked it with satisfaction and continued, "Do you know what an amazing idea this is? No, you don't. In this way, I can directly get people to advance, or I can make them never go up again. I can seal their bloodlines and make geniuses fall into mortal dust, or I can increase the concentration of their bloodlines and turn waste into geniuses!"

The more he spoke, the more smug he became, and he began to dance. He laughed and said, "They are right, this is not a treasure weapon, this is a human weapon! I am a god! God of martial cultivation!" He leaned forward, stared at Huzi and asked, "Now what do you think you will become?"

Huzi's eye sockets were almost cracked. He has never been a fool, and the Huang family and the Zhou family have never had any good intentions. Obviously, they invited this Mr. Wen to seal his bloodline and turn him into a complete waste!

He struggled desperately, but Mr. Wen didn't know what means to use to seal off his body. All he could control was his head.

Could it be that his future can only be stopped here? Two tears came out of Huzi's eyes and slid down.

"What are you crying about!" Mr. Wen sneered, "Don't you feel honored to be the experimental object of such a genius idea?"

The incense outside is burning out little by little, and patterns are generated on the skin of the tiger. These eerie graphics have been eerily wriggling and ready to go.

"The last one......" Mr. Wen smacked his lips in satisfaction, "No matter how many times I try, it's always so exciting......

He pulled out a needle again, aimed at Huzi's waist, and was about to pierce it down.

With a "bang", a heavy object smashed on the carriage, and the carriage shook vigorously.

Mr. Wen's needle was immediately crooked, and he shouted in dissatisfaction: "What the hell! Didn't I say don't let people get close?!"

The next moment, the curtain of the car was suddenly torn open with a bang, and with a few crackling sounds, all the walls of the Qianli car were shattered, and it flew away in all directions.

The carriage immediately became brighter, and even brighter was the boy not far away. Jiang Feng's whole body flashed with lightning, and shouted: "Stop!" (to be continued......)