Chapter 67: The Great War Ends

In the end, this battle came to an end, ending with the death of everyone in the Blood Knife Gate, although Wu Feng did not strike again, but Yan Shisan, Qiao Feng, and Murong Fu were all young Tianjiao figures, and the three elders of the Beggar Gang were on the side to take care of it, and it was only a matter of time before the Blood Knife Gate God Transformation was killed.

With the end of the Great War, in the void, all the aftermath of the ability gradually dissipated, but the heaven and earth were still filled with a fierce and killing aura, and the earth within a radius of several thousand meters had become devastated, leaving behind the tragic aura after the Great War.

Even the housing compounds on Ping'an Peak have collapsed countless times, turning into pitch-black coke-like shapes, and there is still a steady stream of green smoke.

Looking at the corpses everywhere on Ping'an Peak, the whole land turned into a bloody color, like a corpse, whether it was Qiao Feng or everyone present, the Great Song Wulin suffered heavy casualties in this battle, and Ping'an Peak was shrouded in a sad atmosphere, and the arrival of the Blood Knife Gate brought a huge disaster here.

"Poof...... Wow......"

Qiao Feng staggered to his feet, his clothes that were originally a little tattered were now even more tattered, revealing strong muscles, flesh and blood were blurred in many places on his body, and there were knife wounds everywhere, but fortunately, he was a martial artist, and he was a strong person in the Divine Transformation Realm, with strong internal strength and strong vitality, otherwise most of them would have died.

"Deputy Gang Leader!" "Deputy Gang Leader!"

The three elders of Pu Suifeng, Huo Xiu, and Yan Xiqing immediately leaped over, looking at Qiao Feng's current appearance, with a worried face.

Originally, Qiao Feng would not have been injured so badly, with Qiao Feng and Murong Fu, plus the three elders, it can be said that it was more than enough for the four Divine Transformation Realm powerhouses of the Blood Sword Sect, but Qiao Feng and Murong Fu did not let the three of them help, so they were injured so badly.

"Three elders, I, Qiao, am fine, and I can't die yet. Qiao Feng waved his hand, and then said to the three elders: "Three elders, we have suffered countless casualties in this battle, and we will bother you to deal with the aftermath next, so we must appease everyone's emotions." ”

"Deputy Gang Leader, don't worry, we will take care of it. ”

The three of them immediately clasped their hands into fists and said

"Brother Wu Feng!Yan Shaoxia!" Then, Qiao Feng looked at Wu Feng, who had already finished his comprehension and opened his eyes, and Yan Shisan, who was recovering his internal strength, and said in a sincere tone: "This war, thanks to you, otherwise my beggar gang and other sects will have major damage." ”

Now all the high-level leaders of the beggar gang are gone, and only the heirs of the major sects are left, if all of them are killed here, not only will the Great Song Wulin suffer heavy losses, but it may also be that there will be a fault line in the major sects, you know, the heirs are the leaders of the young generation of the major sects.

"It's nothing, since I'm here, even if I don't make a move, the people from the Blood Knife Gate will make a move on me. ”

Wu Feng's face was still indifferent, and his eyes were so ancient that people couldn't see his emotions.

And Yan Shisan's face was also indifferent: "I'm just trying to challenge the master and break through myself." ”

Qiao Feng obviously also knew their personalities, no matter how much emotion they had, they would not easily show it on their faces, so he didn't say anything.

In fact, everyone present didn't know that in their big battle, there was a pair of eyes that had been staring at this place.

"This Wu Feng is really peerlessly talented, he has such a powerful combat power, and the killing aura that just came, even I have a feeling of horror. ”

On a huge ancient tree on Ping'an Peak, a figure stood on it, as if it was integrated with the ancient tree, and the breath of the whole body was completely constricted, without revealing the slightest, at this time, he looked at Wu Feng's gaze, revealing a trace of jealousy and complicated looks.

"And that Yan Thirteen, this person is also a peerless talent, if he doesn't fall unexpectedly, in the near future, I'm afraid that there will be another peerless swordsman on this Shenzhou Continent!"

The figure turned his gaze to Yan Shisan again, and in his eyes, he couldn't help but radiate a trace of brilliant essence light, but this essence light was only slightly revealed, and it immediately converged back.

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

However, it was this trace of essence, but it still did not hide from Wu Feng and Yan Shisan.

Wu Feng's gaze swept around, and although the essence light just now didn't look at him, he could also feel that there was a pair of eyes staring at them.

"Strange, I clearly felt it just now, there was a gaze looking at us, how could I not find it, is it my delusion?"

Wu Feng stood there quietly, his brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of doubt appeared in his expression, just when he thought it was his illusion, he immediately saw Yan Shi's expression, which also showed doubt, and he knew that what he felt just now was right.

"If there was really that gaze just now, it seems that it must be a master left by the beggar gang, but I don't know, why didn't this person make a move in the big battle just now?"

Although he didn't see anything, Wu Feng knew in his heart that if there was really someone, it would definitely be a master left by the beggar gang, so he didn't pay attention to it.

And Huang Rong, who was in the distance, saw that Wu Feng stopped feeling at this time, and immediately walked towards here and said, "Brother Feng, how are you?"

"Hehe!" Wu Feng smiled gently, reached out and touched Huang Rong's head and said, "Rong'er, your brother Feng and I are so powerful, how can there be anything, even the injuries are almost all better." ”

"Hmph, I know, how could that person from the Blood Knife Sect hurt my Brother Feng, even if he is a strong person in the Divine Transformation Realm, he is still killed by Brother Feng. Huang Rong raised her beautiful face, and her jade face was full of pride and pride.

Even Ren Yingying, who came with Huang Rong, was smiling on a feminine and heroic face, and a trace of imperceptible love flashed in her beautiful eyes looking at Wu Feng, but unfortunately, no one saw it.

"Brother Feng, you said that the Blood Knife Gate is in the Wenzhou territory, how could you attack the beggar gang for no reason, and where did the Great Song martial arts master go?"

Huang Rong asked with some confusion

"The people of the Blood Knife Gate dare to attack the beggar gang at this time, they must know that the martial arts masters on the beggar gang's side are not there, I am afraid it has something to do with the beggar gang's martial arts conference this time. Wu Feng said with a soft face, thought about it in his heart, and continued: "As for the masters of the Great Song Martial Arts, I'm afraid we will know soon, and it may be a major event that will cause a sensation in the martial arts. ”

"Big deal?" Huang Rong's eyes showed doubts, but immediately a gleam flashed in her eyes and said, "Brother Feng, you said they shouldn't go to attack the enemy country, right?"

"Sister Rong, your guess may be true, the beggar gang held a martial arts conference this time in order to unite the martial arts forces and jointly deal with the enemies who invaded the Great Song Dynasty, and it is really very possible for them to sneak attack the enemy country!"

Ren Yingying stood aside, and when she heard Huang Rong's words, her eyes were also shining.

"Sister Yingying, as the Holy Maiden of the Sun and Moon God Sect, haven't you heard a little news?"

"No, although I am the Holy Maiden of the Sun and Moon God Sect, they really went to attack the enemy country, such a big thing will definitely only be known to the higher-ups, even I have never heard of it. ”

"Okay, Rong'er, don't speculate anymore, if they really attack the enemy country, I believe there will be news soon. ”

Wu Feng listened quietly beside him, he didn't care about the whereabouts of these martial arts masters, in his heart, as long as there was nothing to do with him, he didn't want to pay attention to it.

......

That night.

Wu Feng sat cross-legged on the bed, quietly feeling the flow of qi and blood.

Today's big battle not only made his sword intent break through to the fourth layer, but even the Demon Blood Knife Knife Technique has improved a lot, although the Demon Demon Blood Knife has no rank, but it is a rare upgraded martial art, the more people you kill, the stronger the power of the sword technique.

In particular, Wu Feng killed the enemy for the first time since he got the Demon Blood Knife, which also let him know the horror of the Demon Blood Knife, at that time, the Demon Blood Knife led out all his own killing energy, not only made him have a feeling of blood boiling, but also wanted to kill everyone in the world.

"Boom!!"

Suddenly, Wu Feng seemed to think of something, immediately opened his eyes, his right hand instantly held the handle of the war knife behind his back, his wrist moved, and in an instant, a crisp sound sounded, and the war knife came out of the sheath in response.

Silently looking at the battle knife in front of him, after killing the powerhouse of the God Transformation Realm today, Wu Feng could clearly feel the excitement of the battle knife, as if the battle knife had life in an instant, showing human-like emotions.

At this time, looking at the battle knife again, except for the extra blood pattern on the knife body, the sharp qi was even stronger, but Wu Feng did not have that feeling.

"It seems that if you want to have that feeling again, you can only kill the master again, but I don't know what kind of changes will occur with this war knife. ”

Despite this, Wu Feng had some faint expectations in his heart, looking at what kind of changes this war knife would have in the end.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, on the Ping'an Peak, in the courtyard of a house, a terrifying momentum suddenly rose, once this momentum appeared, it alarmed the entire Ping'an Peak, dark, ruthless, death, suffocating aura permeated the air, so that many people involuntarily felt frightened, even the surrounding snakes, insects, rats and ants were quiet, and the entire Ping'an Peak seemed to fall into a quiet world.

"Yan Thirteen, you are really powerful, you have broken through to the second level of the Divine Transformation Realm so quickly, you really deserve to be peerless!"

In the courtyard of another house, Qiao Feng felt the momentum, looked at the place where Yan Shisan was, and said in a solemn whisper on his face: "Brother Wu Feng, Yan Shisan, I, Qiao Feng, will definitely catch up with you." ”

"Wu Feng, Yan Shisan, I, Murong Fu, am a descendant of the royal family of the Great Yan Kingdom, and there is no shortage of talent and martial arts, I don't believe it, I can't surpass you. ”

At this time, Murong Fu, feeling Yan Shisan's momentum, his face immediately looked ugly, he originally wanted to use the martial arts conference held by the beggar gang this time, hoping to become famous, but now he was robbed of the limelight by Wu Feng and Yan Shisan.

The place where Yan Shisan lived, at this time, his eyes were closed, he was standing with a sword, his face was indifferent and ruthless, and the black aura on his body filled the entire void.

After a long time, Yan Shisan opened his eyes, the black aura that filled the void retracted into his body, and a pair of indifferent eyes looked at the place where Wu Feng lived and said, "Wu Feng, my cultivation has broken through, I really want to fight with you right away!"

Yan Thirteen's hand was on the hilt of the sword, and although the house was brightly lit at this time, as Yan Thirteen held the hilt of the Bone Poison Sword, everything around him seemed to fall into darkness.