Volume 1 A Boy from the Frontier of the Western Wilderness Chapter 48 Blood Cold Bows His Head
"What iron plate? Is that the person in front of you? Qingying glanced at Yang Shengfeng, who was meditating not far away, and his divine sense carefully swept over Yang Shengfeng, but did not find any fluctuations in aura, and then became bold and disdainful. Since there is no spiritual power fluctuation, Qingying is also relieved. glanced at the tragic situation of the squad leader, and his eyes were full of reproach.
"Yes, Deputy Commander." A cavalryman holding the squad leader replied respectfully.
"A bunch of rice buckets." Qingying is a cultivator of the Nine Realms of the Mountain Viewing Realm, and the person in front of him, who had confirmed it just now, did not find any spiritual power fluctuations, and determined that this person was definitely not a cultivator. After all, his tribe's intelligence system is not vegetarian. If this person's strength has broken through the mountain building realm, then his own clan will definitely not know it. You must know that your tribe is the overlord of the western part of this Liuyun country, and there is a strong person who builds mountains, and it will definitely be known by the tribe, so there is only one possibility, that is, the person in front of you has absolutely no cultivation. Nor is it a cultivator. Otherwise, it is impossible to evade your own detection.
"Who are you?" Qing Ying was commanding, obviously arrogant, after all, within the scope of this western region, no one dared to challenge the majesty of the Qushan tribe.
Yang Shengfeng didn't open his eyes, his tone was indifferent, and he said, "You are the leader of these people?" Yang Shengfeng just heard the team in front of him call him the deputy commander, and he also understood that this person was definitely the one who had the right to speak in this so-called silver-blooded iron horse. I also made up my mind in my heart, so that there was no one in my eyes, it was obviously arrogant, and there was no trace of a cultivator's ethics, damn it. Yang Shengfeng's list of deaths added Qingying's name to the list.
"What? Isn't that enough to send you to the end? "Qingying is used to being arrogant, for people who don't have any cultivator's breath, Qingying doesn't look at it in his eyes, and his eyes are also contemptuous. The squad leader who was miserable in front of him was also very speechless, and he didn't even ask how he was injured, and he had already forgotten about the situation reported by the cavalry.
"Final?" Yang Shengfeng smiled lightly, did not open his eyes, and his divine sense covered this area. didn't take Qingying to heart, as early as the moment Qingying approached, Yang Shengfeng already knew Qingying's cultivation.
"What? Isn't it enough? Qingying said, grabbing Yang Shengfeng's shoulder, and suddenly the evil qi radiated from Qingying's body, and the evil qi was amazing. Yang Shengfeng also frowned slightly, how could there be such a big evil spirit? A small deputy commander, he didn't expect it to be a murderous maniac, and Yang Shengfeng hated this Qushan tribe more and more in his heart. In my heart, I am also more and more dissatisfied with this Qushan tribe.
Yang Shengfeng had heard of the murderous reputation of the Qushan tribe before, and the murderous reputation of the silver-blooded iron horse was even worse, he had not seen it before, so he regarded it as having heard of it, after all, it was in such a desolate western region. Even if it is famous, it is a small local clan, so I don't care about it. But he didn't expect that the Qushan tribe would use such cruel methods to rule the western region. Just by the sky-high aura of the leader in front of him, he knew that there were definitely a lot of human lives on this person.
"It's not enough." Yang Shengfeng's answer was categorical. Yang Shengfeng decided not to let this person go. Yang Shengfeng's previous plan was to teach them a lesson if he came to know the current affairs, but after feeling such a bad spirit, he changed his mind.
Yang Shengfeng opened his eyes, his eyes were like iron, and he got up, ready to kill the killer. At this moment, a voice sounded in the air, "Senior, be merciful." ”
The person who came was the blood cold who had arrived late, and a red dress fell in front of Qingying.
"Please also ask the seniors to be merciful." Xuehan bent down and saluted Yang Shengfeng respectfully, and his tone was also very low, as if he was apologizing for Qingying's ignorance.
"Commander?" Qingying saw that Xuehan was so low, and he was very puzzled and asked.
"Shut up. Why don't you apologize to your seniors? Blood Han tilted his head slightly, and his tone was a little angry. It seems that he feels a little sorry for Qingying's ignorance.
"But?" Qingying still didn't believe the facts in front of her, and she couldn't think of her own commander, so she was so low-voiced. This made Qingying feel a little beyond her own cognition. I stayed aside for a while, and I was completely overwhelmed.
"Qingying, why don't you come over and apologize?" Blood Han deliberately lowered his voice and reminded Qingyingdao. As soon as Xuehan arrived, he found Yang Shengfeng's sharp eyes just now. found that the person in front of him was definitely not as ordinary as the one in front of him, and that kind of awe-inspiring momentum, Blood Han had also felt it in the ancestors of his own clan, therefore, Blood Han concluded that this person was definitely not an ordinary cultivator, but definitely a master.
"No need." Yang Shengfeng looked at the red-clothed man in front of him, said lightly, and with a wave of his palm, a spiritual power directly attacked Qingying.
Laugh at.
There was a sound, and before Qingying could recover from his sluggish state, he had no breath.
The corners of Xuehan's mouth were also slightly grinned, and he couldn't bear it for a while, he didn't expect that this person in front of him would be so ruthless, and he didn't give Qingying a chance at all, and he was also very unhappy in his heart, in the west of Liuyun Country, there would be such a powerful person. You must know that Qingying is also the strength of the Nine Realms of the Mountain Viewing Realm, and he is not much weaker than himself, but the person in front of him can be killed in seconds.
Blood Han was shocked, he couldn't imagine that there would be such a powerful person in this barren west, but his own tribe didn't know, Blood Han was full of remorse in his heart, and he was also very secret about the tribe's intelligence department.
The rest of the silver-blooded iron horsemen arrived one after another and took Yang Shengfeng up. The blood cold in front of Yang Shengfeng's eyes was motionless. In fact, it's not that the blood cold doesn't move, but that he doesn't dare to move, and for the temper of the person in front of him, the blood cold really doesn't dare to provoke. This person's strength is definitely on par with the clan's ancestors, or even surpassing them. Xuehan's forehead was already sweating profusely, and his heart was trembling, and he didn't dare to make any extra movements.
"You are their ruler." Yang Shengfeng swept the eighty people around him, and found that all of them were all equipped with the same color, and his heart was also a little shocked.
"Back to the words of the predecessors, yes." Blood Han's mouth was already trembling a little, and he himself didn't expect that he would encounter such a strong person on this mission.