In the early morning, the Zangke Mountains are like babies waking up from a deep sleep, and as soon as they open their eyes, they let out bursts of screams.

In the distance, an unknown demonic beast roared. Under the shock of the sound of the monster, some small animals jumped out of the grass one after another, shrunk their heads and fled into a safer area.

Among the small animals running in a panic, there is a blue light and shadow mixed in it.

At first, the blue light and shadow was like a blue ball of light that could move, but when the light and shadow got closer, it would be found that in fact, the one lurking in the light and shadow was Ye Feng, who used the electric light step.

Ye Feng ran among the beasts, but he didn't alarm those beasts.

Many of the beasts regarded him as a ball of light, and some even followed him closely, attracted by the light released from his body.

A hundred meters behind Ye Feng, He Huan looked at Ye Feng as if he was strolling leisurely, with some fluttering steps, and a trace of admiration flashed in his eyes.

He had to admit that the longer he stayed with Ye Feng, the stronger his ability to bear it.

So much so that now, Ye Feng has done anything amazing, and he doesn't think it's anything unusual.

Moreover, in addition to discovering that there were many strange events on Ye Feng's body, He Huan also found that Ye Feng's memory was very good.

Wherever the two of them walked, Ye Feng could almost be traceless, remembering every location suitable for ambush or lurking. And every time he came to a new area, Ye Feng was able to find the best ambush location in the shortest possible time.

Regarding Ye Feng's performance, He Huan attributed it to Ye Feng's talent. In He Huan's opinion, Ye Feng's talent was simply terrifying, and he believed that with a monster like Ye Feng here, there would be another scene in the Zang Ke Mountain Range that happened in the Golden Light Snow Mountain.

Stopping and stopping all the way, Ye Feng took advantage of the surrounding environment to lay nearly twenty traps one after another.

After doing all this, he led He Huan to the way he came. If you look at the jungle 10,000 meters away from Ye Feng and the others at this time, you will find that the disciples of the Ghost Skull Sword Sect are slowly approaching the location of the two of them in a dragnet-like formation.

Among the disciples of the Ghost Skull Sword Sect, the leader was a middle-aged man in his thirties.

The man is of average height, but his body width is far beyond ordinary people, so that at a glance, he is not very short, and he is like a ground tank.

This cold-faced man is the leader of the Ghost Skull Sword Sect's trip, Mr. Dry Bone.

As far as the disciples of the Ghost Skull Sword Sect know, Mr. Dry Bones has reached the realm of a third-level sword master with his strength, and the dry bones and white-haired swordsmanship he has cultivated are even more pure, and even many fourth-level sword masters have been planted in his hands.

It has been some time since many disciples and Mr. Dry Bones entered the forest. It was the first time they had seen Mr. Dry Bones furious.

Ever since he found out that several of his disciples had died tragically, Mr. Dry Bone's face tightened. Until now, his cold face still has no tendency to thaw.

As he walked forward, the Ghost Skull Sword Sect disciple carefully searched all the regions he could.

Suddenly, a Ghost Skull Sword Sect disciple let out a low cry. He pointed to the pattern on the trunk of a tree in front of him, his face full of astonishment.

"Sir, on the trunk of the tree in front of you, someone has engraved the map of this door. A disciple came up to Mr. Dry Bone and reported.

Mr. Dry Bones stared at him, making sure that there was no shortage of Sword Sect disciples around him, and he couldn't help but smile coldly.

"Traveling in the direction shown on the map. Mr. Dry Bone said in a deep voice.

After saying this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said to himself: "Do you think that if you master the contact code of the Ghost Skull Sword Sect, you will be able to do whatever you want? ”

Under the command of Mr. Dry Bone, the group quickly jumped into the distance.

As they moved forward, the distance between them and Ye Feng became closer and closer.

Ahead is a dense broad-leaved woodland, and in the jungle there are not only towering trees, but also countless thorny thorns growing in the clearing in the middle of the trees.

Seeing the thorns everywhere in front of him, the disciples of the Ghost Skeleton Sword Sect couldn't help but hesitate a little.

In their minds, no one would be so stupid as to lay a trap in a thorn bush that no one would easily enter, and it would be the most unwise thing for them to go into the thorn bush to search for enemies.

The two Ghost Skull Sword Sect disciples who had taken the lead turned their heads and looked at Mr. Dry Bone, asking for his opinion.

Seeing that his disciples didn't seem to want to search the thorn bushes, Mr. Dry Bone's eyes couldn't help but flash a cold light.

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you go and search quickly. Mr. Dry Bone scolded angrily.

Hearing his reprimand, the faces of those Ghost Skull Sword Sect disciples all changed, even if they were reluctant to enter the thorn bush in their hearts, they didn't dare to show anything.

The disciples of the Ghost Skull Sword Sect wielded the cross sword, cutting through thorns and thorns, and marched forward with difficulty.

After marching for about an hour, they entered the middle of the thorn bushes.

Seeing that the thorns in front of them were denser than when they came, many disciples of the Ghost Skull Sword Sect couldn't help but secretly curse Mr. Dry Bone for being inconsiderate in their hearts.

"Alright, you all retreat. There shouldn't be anyone here!" Mr. Dry Bone exclaimed.

His order made many disciples who had long been impatient happy.

The crowd followed the path they had come and retreated quickly, without even taking any precautions.

In fact, not only did the disciples of the Sword Sect not feel that there was anything wrong with giving up their vigilance, but even Mr. Dry Bone did not realize that there was any hidden danger in doing so.

Suddenly, there was a soft sound above the heads of the retreating Sword Sect disciples.

The disciple raised his head, his gaze frozen.

Just when all the disciples of the Ghost Skull Sword Sect thought that there were no hidden dangers here, that disciple actually saw an extremely unfamiliar face on the trunk of the tree above his head.

It was not a handsome face, but it was very attractive to men.

Seeing that the other party was smiling at him, the Ghost Skull Sword Sect disciple couldn't help but open his mouth and let out a low snort.

"There is ......" He was just halfway through his words when a sword aura shot down from the treetops.

With a muffled pop, the head of this Ghost Skull Sword Sect disciple was directly exploded by the sword qi, and before he could finish his words, he fell to the ground.

"Be careful, there are assassins. ”

Many Ghost Skull Sword Sect disciples shouted loudly, and everyone drew their long swords in unison and rushed towards the trunk where the killer was dormant.

At the top of the tree trunk, Ye Feng smiled at the disciples of the Ghost Skull Sword Sect who rushed over, kicked the trunk with both feet, and rushed out into the distance.

After a few ups and downs, he disappeared into the dense tree trunks above the thorn bushes in the distance, and when the disciples of the Ghost Skull Sword Sect chased after him, he was already gone.

In the distance, Mr. Dry Bone witnessed the scene that had just happened.

Seeing Ye Feng kill a disciple of his own under his own gaze, he was so angry that his hair was stretched, and his body rose with a murderous aura.

Seeing that the other disciples of the Sword Sect were chasing back in vain, Mr. Dry Bone was so angry that he almost crushed his steel teeth.

He looked coldly at the many Sword Sect disciples and said in a low voice, "Put away the supplies, and we will continue to chase." ”

"Sir......" A disciple couldn't help but feel worried when he heard that Mr. Dry Bone had given the order to enter the thorn bush.

Originally, he wanted to say something, but after seeing the Dry Bone Sword Sect's face full of evil energy, he wisely closed his mouth.

The disciples of the Ghost Skull Sword Sect cut through the thorns and continued to march forward.

This time, in addition to paying attention to the ground, they were also paying attention to the treetops and canopy.

Gradually, the group came to the edge of the thorn bush.

Just when everyone saw that the thorn bush had reached the end and their hearts were full of joy, a long sword suddenly stabbed out from the dirt under the feet of a disciple of the Ghost Skull Sword Sect.

The blade of the sword was bright, and the sword momentum was as fast as lightning, and before the Ghost Skull Sword Sect disciple could react, the long sword went directly down his crotch and into his abdomen.

"Ah......h

Hearing the screams, many Ghost Skull Sword Sect disciples turned their heads and couldn't help but be stunned.

By all accounts, they did not expect the enemy to hide underground.

An alert disciple quickly plunged his long sword into the ground, only to find that the ground was full of fallen leaves, and he didn't know when someone had dug out a passable tunnel.

Underground, He Huan ran forward quickly like a raccoon cat. Thinking that Ye Feng had calculated in advance that someone on the other side would pierce the ground with a long sword, he was shocked by Ye Feng's resourcefulness and understanding of the enemy's psychology.

Now, He Huan felt that Ye Feng could no longer be described with the word "exhaustive". To be precise, the current Ye Feng is more like a diviner of the unknown prophet.

According to the plan formulated by Ye Feng, He Huan quickly escaped from the other party's pursuit.

When he came to the next ambush site designed by Ye Feng, he no longer doubted in his heart that after strictly abiding by Ye Feng's orders, he could easily kill the disciples of the Ghost Skull Sword Sect separately.

In the thorn bushes, Mr. Dry Bone waved his hand one after another, blasting the ground into a huge deep pit.

Realizing that the pit was a tunnel dug in a short time, Mr. Dry Bone was so angry that his body trembled.

Thousands of defenses, Mr. Dry Bone did not expect that the enemy would be ambushed underground.

Thinking of the enemy's elusiveness and cunning, Mr. Dry Bone was so angry this time that he almost vomited blood.

"From now on, not only the treetops, but also the surface, but even the underground will be searched inch by inch. I don't believe those two guys can evaporate from the Zangke Mountains out of thin air. Mr. Dry Bone commanded loudly.

At the same time that Mr. Dry Bone issued the order, Ye Feng, who was hiding in a thatched bush, was also silently calculating Mr. Dry Bone's next move.

Thinking that the other party might send someone to carefully search the treetops and underground, he smiled slyly.

Now that the other party has started to search carefully, the speed of action will naturally become extremely slow. At this time, the assassination steps he formulated against the other party could be carried out step by step and gradually with great vigour.

In the depths of the forest, Ye Feng walked forward quickly, and then stopped in front of a bottomless river that was five meters wide and bottomless.

Standing still on the riverbank, he immediately took out a hollow straw pipe from his bosom, stuffed it into his mouth, and stopped on the riverside.

His next step is to snipe in the water.

Mr. Dry Bone would never have dreamed that he was guarding the sky and the underground, but in the end, the enemy was lurking underwater.

At the time of writing this chapter, the tiger was going to fall asleep several times. Among them, I washed my face three times and rubbed my face countless times, but I was still sleepy. Tomorrow grandma will have a brain CT review, hoping that the condition will improve, and at that time, the tiger will pay off the debt every day and pay back the debt to everyone.

At present, I owe everyone 18,000 words, and I should repay 36,000.

Thirty-six thousand, thirty-six, that's a lot.