The night in the deserted city is not long, and when the blood moon rises, the descendants of the remaining sins will wear a blood-colored cloak and wash away their sins in the name of blood.

On the ancient street, one corpse after another turned into a little starlight, and there is no doubt that many of them are freshmen of Zhuxian University.

The scarlet moon in the sky began to dim.

In the dark alley, Yang Feng is holding a broken sword and fighting with the descendants of the remaining sins.

"Sin should be removed, and the messenger of blood will come again."

The body of the mysterious man, dressed in a blood-colored cloak, began to become transparent, and finally disappeared.

The sun shines on the earth, and the night of the deserted city is officially declared to be over when the first rays of morning dawn arrive.

"! Scared the baby to death, what's that cloak thing? It's simply invulnerable. ”

Lu Tong looked at the vanished cloaked man and patted his chest.

"Fortunately, Yang Feng is here, otherwise Lu Tong and I would be burping."

Deng Hongteng also had lingering feelings about this, the other party's cultivation was not high, but the cloak on his body was unbreakable.

"What do you think about this, old man?"

Yang Feng was also confused about this, so he could only ask for help from the remnant immortals.

"Descendants of the remnants of sin, this deserted city turned out to be the territory of those guys, no wonder, boy Yang, you just need to know that every time you survive a night, the aura of this deserted city will be twice as strong as before, of course, this is only for outsiders."

The remnant immortal didn't give Yang Feng too much explanation, but only reminded Yang Feng to hurry up and cultivate.

"Xiao Fengzi, the aura here seems to have become richer?"

After speaking, Gu Qianqian didn't care about the image of a lady, and sat directly on the ground and began to meditate and breathe.

"Well, it seems to be!"

Lu Tong and Deng Hongteng also began to cultivate, and everything that happened last night was still vividly remembered by both of them.

"Hey! Is it Yang Feng? I'm Xiao Wenyu, your classmate, come to Changji Bun Shop to meet. ”

Xiao Wenyu, one of the eight great families of Great Xia, was originally quite arrogant, thinking that this deserted city experience was nothing at all, but last night, after seeing his companion with his own eyes, he was strangled to death by a big hand full of blood lines.

He decided to find his classmates and began to discuss, how to spend the rest of his life, you must know that the duration of the freshman cultivation course is three months, counting yesterday, this is the second day they came to the deserted city.

After spending money to buy some news about the deserted city, Xiao Wenyu couldn't sit still at all and began to take the initiative to contact his classmates.

Discuss countermeasures and prepare for the second night of the deserted city.

After Yang Feng received the call, he didn't rush there, but waited until Gu Qianqian and the others finished their cultivation before rushing to the Changji bun shop.

When Yang Feng and the others arrived, the students of Sword Cultivation Class 1 were basically all together, except that they were 'killed' by the descendants of Yu Sin last night.

All the members of their sword cultivation class 1, a total of 50 people, now there are only 38 left, and last night, 12 people were eliminated.

This has to be taken seriously, and the most embarrassing thing is that the other party is wearing a blood-colored cloak, as if he is invulnerable, and he is directly out of line.

"Yang Feng, I can look forward to you, who are these two?"

"My name is Lu Tong, and I am my eldest brother's brother."

"My name is Deng Hongteng, and I am a good friend of Yang Feng."

Seeing that the other party was so enthusiastic, the two also made a simple self-introduction.

"Yang Feng, I learned from many sources that you and Gu Qianqian in our class are tied for the first place in the first assessment, this time we will compare, who can kill the blood cloak."

Xiang Hao cast a provocative glance at Yang Feng.

"Lao Xiang, don't say a word, we gathered everyone together to think of countermeasures, not to settle personal grievances."

Xiao Wenyu was afraid that Yang Feng and Xiang Hao would fight.

"Wen Yu, I'm just joking with Brother Yang, last night's blood cloak, you must have seen it, I inquired in many ways, and learned that this group of blood cloaks is the indigenous inhabitants of the deserted city, and there is some mysterious blood that has been passed down since ancient times.

Every time the blood moon rises, they will chant ancient incantations, and then awaken the divine energy in their bodies, and the blood cloak on their bodies will be blessed, and they will be upgraded from mortal weapons to spiritual weapons, of course, only the hardness is comparable to that of spiritual weapons, and other aspects have not changed. ”

Xiang Hao told Yang Feng and the others everything he heard about the blood cloak.

Because they wore blood-colored cloaks, they were called 'blood cloaks'.

"The hardness is comparable to that of a spiritual weapon, no wonder my lower-grade treasure weapon has no effect when it is cut down."

"That's it, I thought that blood cloak was King Kong's incorruptible body, but I didn't expect it to be just a powerful cloak."

……

Many people have seen the methods of the blood cloak, and most of them have even fought with the blood cloak, but because the opponent's cloak is as hard as a spiritual weapon, they have to return in vain, and many people have been damaged for this reason.

"Let's be quiet, our sword cultivation class 1, there were originally 50 people, but because we didn't listen to the instructor's words, we scattered the sand and fought separately, resulting in 12 people being eliminated in just one night, and the remaining 38 people must unite and go to the end."

The people who came to the deserted city were not only the freshmen of Zhuxian University, but also those from other colleges, and now there was a blood cloak incident, which had to arouse everyone's vigilance.

"That being said, who is in charge of the safety of these 37 people?"

Xiang Hao put forward the most sensitive topic, but it is also the most critical, how to unite these 38 people, the backbone is very important.

"I recommend Xiang Hao to be the class leader of our Sword Cultivation Class 1, and then lead us to create the miracle of Zhuxian University."

"I also support Xiang Hao."

"Brother Xiang won the first place in Sendai, and under ten times the gravity, he can throw off some people, which is enough to prove Brother Xiang's strength."

……

Whether it was a boy or a girl, there was a group of people in the class who supported Xiang Hao as the class leader, and as for Yang Feng's shouts, they were completely overshadowed.

"I recommend Yang Feng to be the squad leader of our sword cultivation class."

Gu Qianqian directly said that it was true that Yang Feng was his fiancé, but the important point was that Yang Feng's strength shocked Gu Qianqian again and again.

"Cut! Gu, what we want is strength, not embroidered pillows, the squad leader is not selected to use us as cannon fodder, but to protect us all. ”

A man as thin as a hemp pole stood up and sneered.

"Sister Qian, there's no need, the top priority now is to give the squad leader a candidate first, and then protect everyone's safety, as for who the squad leader is, it doesn't matter."

Yang Feng gently held Gu Qianqian's jade hand and explained.

"Hey, hey! Brother Yang still knows the general situation, and it is indeed a top priority, it should be how to deal with tonight's blood cloak, how to reduce our casualties, this is what we should be concerned about, as for the selection of the squad leader, it is also convenient to manage everyone in a unified manner. ”

Xiao Wenyu cast an approving glance at Yang Feng and explained the role of the squad leader.