Entering the fog spirit jungle, Ao Tianxing finally understood why the sword spirit let him come to this place, the towering trees covered the entire ground without brilliance, and the dark green moss on the dark ink trunk had been fused with the dark red blood, mottled in the trunk to tell the previous story.

Fog Spirit Jungle, there are no so-called rules here, the rules here are no rules, whose fists are hard, is the truth!

Stroking the trunk of the tree, feeling the chill coming from nowhere in the whole jungle, then, the slaughter begins!

Aotianxing also has to pay attention, after all, the more you go inside, the fog gets heavier and heavier, not to mention yourself, even if it is those people in Qingyunmen, it is estimated that they will still lose their way, although after dispersing, they can be broken one by one, but the premise is that you can find it, if you go in, you can't find anyone at all, so how can you break them one by one?

Hiding on the top of the big tree, quietly waiting for the opportunity to ambush, Ao Tianxing is naturally not stupid, these few people, there will always be a time to separate, and at that time, it is their own opportunity!

"I tell you, when you go in, try not to scatter. "The person who spoke was the one who was surnamed Zhao before, it seems that it should be the leader of those people, the third order of martial artists, as for the remaining few, two of them are second order martial artists, and the rest seem to be all first-order martial artists.

Ao Tianxing squinted his eyes, but felt faintly uneasy, and then looked closely, Ao Tianxing immediately understood: even if the five people were talking and laughing, they invisibly surrounded one person in the center, in front of them were the third-order martial artists, the three martial artists were first-order, and on both sides were the second-order martial artists, this person should be the most important person among the six people, as for the most important person, Aotianxing would never think that this person was just a first-order martial artist cultivation!

Fortunately, I didn't act rashly, otherwise, I would be lying on the ground!

"Boss, you don't have to worry about this, just a few of us, someone has to dare to mess with it!" said a lean man who was full of care, holding a sachet in his hand, and kept throwing it around, looking like a hanger.

"That's true, but from now on, it's about taking turns to rest and don't be careless. After the man finished speaking, he walked inside, leaving Ao Tianxing alone and frowning in secret, such a group of people are still so careful, it is really embarrassing for you.

I don't know when, the fog gradually rose, and the vision gradually began to blur, and from time to time there were the voices of those people complaining, occasionally, from time to time the sound of tree branches loosening, and from time to time the sound of animals walking across the ground full of fallen leaves, so that the whole person here tensed his nerves.

The darker the night, the better your chances!

"Qingshi, Qingsong, you two gather some firewood, and you two will be here today. The man surnamed Zhao said, already sitting on the side, "Be careful, this misty jungle is not Qingyun Sect. As he spoke, he looked around, and after making sure again, he was willing to sit down, and he took advantage of the situation to hide the person in the middle behind him.

Qingshi and Qingsong were both reluctant and had to get firewood, and naturally they muttered in small voices, naturally, nothing more than some complaints.

Since you are out, then I will take care of you, and with a flash of figure, I quietly followed behind the two of them, and the broken knife was already sideways on my elbow.

"Qingshi, you say, why is Zhao Mu so careful, really, I don't believe it, here, there are still people looking for us?" It was the lean man who spoke, as for the other one, Ao Tianxing really has no characteristics after watching it for a long time, if a person looks so ordinary, it is really a kind of ability.

Qingshi pursed his eyes, but he didn't speak, still keeping his head down and collecting the firewood.

Qingsong saw Qingshi like this, so he sat directly to the side, and kept muttering: "Really, what a big deal, it would be nice to send Qingshi alone, it's really troublesome...... Come on, come on, and send a log like this......"

It's finally separated!

Quietly hidden behind Qingsong, this person is also a talent, all now, his mouth is still chattering, forget it, just take it as your last words, pat Qingsong's shoulder, Qingsong is shoulder shaking, habitually turned around, but what he saw was not that familiar face!

"Are you ......" didn't finish the words, but felt a blood red in front of him, and then the whole person fell straight to the ground!

"I'm here to take your life. Ao Tianxing said, but his subordinates did not relax, they pulled the man up and dragged him into the woods, and after a while, a person like Qingsong, with the same movement, the same tone, sat on the same stone.

"Green ...... Green...... Loose, let's go...... Gone ......."

Poof! Ao Tianxing almost laughed out loud when he heard Qingshi's words, no wonder this person didn't talk much from the beginning, it turned out to be a stammer!

"Green ...... You ......" looked at Qingsong without any expression, Qingshi habitually patted Qingsong's shoulder, but it was not a voice that responded to him, but a cold light!

Barely finished his words, the man fell directly to the ground, his eyes were full of questions, why was it not Qingsong when he turned around?! Who is this person?! It's just that Qingshi can only go below to ask King Yama if he knows.

I knew it was so simple, where did I use myself so carefully, it was a waste of so many brain cells of Lao Tzu!

Time waits for no one, now you can go and clean up the few left, Ao Tianxing thought, his figure flashed, and disappeared into the night.

Although Zhao Mu's heart was a little strange, he didn't care much, after all, he was a martial artist, even if something went wrong, it shouldn't be a problem to run back, even if it wasn't, it wouldn't be a sound at all.

After a full quarter of an hour, Zhao Mu finally felt that something was not right, packed some firewood, how could it take so long, and pointed at the two second-order martial artists: "You two, go and see what's going on." ”

At this time, the night has reached the point where you can't see people clearly through more than a dozen accounts, and the curtain of the night is the best cover for Aotianxing at this moment.

The two of them went out suspiciously, and soon after leaving, they saw Qingsong's corpse, which was still exuding residual warmth at the moment, and as for the remaining wounds, they were all killed with a knife, and at this moment, the wounds were still oozing blood!

"You go back and tell the boss, I'm waiting here, go and come back quickly!" one of them said without hesitation, and the other frowned when he heard it: "Be careful!" After speaking, he had already run a distance of dozens of feet.

Seeing that he had already left the man's sight, he heard a faint voice shouting for help!

The voice seemed to be ...... Although he hesitated, the man followed the sound and ran over......

"Save ...... Hell...... Save ......" A few feet away, a man in blue clothes was lying on the ground, with a pool of blood behind him, and when the man came, the already weak voice had stopped......