And then.

Yuan Jiashan clearly saw that as soon as he arrived, the blood like a fountain couldn't stop shooting out from his body that had exploded!

This moment!

A look of horror and horror that couldn't be hidden erupted from Yuan Jiashan's throat like this!

It's just that just rushed out, it had already come to an abrupt end and dissipated without a trace.

"Why—"

The luster in Yuan Jiashan's pupils was extinguished in an instant, and his life qi was like the mud and sand washed by the waves, which dissipated without a trace in an instant. Then, the creature split into two halves and smashed to the ground, motionless, dead and unable to die anymore.

The leader of the Long River Gang didn't understand until he died.

How could he be killed by a young man who could control the true essence of martial arts.

According to his ideas.

A person like Yan Feng has no other possibility than to be suppressed by him. When the time comes, he will be able to get what he wants from Yan Feng's body.

But.

In the end, it was he who died.

His dream was shattered with the moment his head was cut off by the light of the knife.

And at this time.

The cold sword light converged instantly, Yan Feng's wrist shook, and he tied the war knife to his belt.

The next moment.

Yan Feng looked at Yuan Jiashan's corpse with a cold gaze, and said indifferently: "Why? Because you talk too much nonsense! Because you are greedy, blinded, and blinded! Of course, the most important reason is that you underestimate me! Without this combat knife, you may really succeed! But with the blessing of the second-level spirit soldier, give me a chance, and I can kill you! Fortunately, you guy, you are not very smart, and you don't take me seriously! Otherwise, maybe now the outcome is unpredictable!"

"People like you, although very annoying, are not useless!"

"At least you gave me a chance to be reborn and killed!"

"It also gave me the opportunity to sharpen the sword in my hand with blood! From now on, this knife really belongs to me!"

Yanfeng's slender hand paper is placed on the handle of the knife!

Wisps of different throbbing breath followed the handle of the knife and blasted into the depths of Yan Feng's heart.

This is also a manifestation of his complete control and refining of the sword.

As he said.

This war knife, from now on, really belongs to him Yan Feng.

"Don't worry, since you have become my sword, then, I will not bury you, I will definitely let you, like a martial arts cultivator, improve step by step, and finally reach the extreme of this world, divine soldier!"

Divine Soldiers.

It's a weapon that transcends the grade!

It is similar to the initiation of a martial emperor who has reached the ninefold supreme, stepped out of the realm of martial arts with most of his body, and comprehended the ultimate mystery of martial arts.

They are all the most extreme existences that this world can accommodate!

Yan Feng in his previous life, the weapons he used, it is a pity that he did not come this far.

Now again.

Yan Feng has absolute confidence.

As if he felt Yan Feng's passionate spirit, this war knife also trembled slightly.

There seems to be a heavy breath that wants to bloom.

And at this time.

Yan Feng's expression moved slightly, and he had already completely retracted the breath in his body, and his deep gaze looked in the direction of Weiyun City, and there was a little cold color, and he roared out: "Yin San, right? I remember! After I go back, I will let you know what despair is!"

Follow.

Yan Feng approached Yuan Jiashan's body, directly untied the belt that this guy hung on his waist, and when he opened it, he saw that there was less than ten taels of silver lying quietly inside, and there was nothing else.

Yan Feng couldn't help but sneer: "I didn't expect that this leader of the Changhe Gang of Weiyun City was so poor! He only had such a little silver with him! After all, he still had ten taels of silver, and my entire worth was enough to choke even one tael of silver!"

At this time.

Yan Feng honestly and unceremoniously put the silver into his pocket.

In this day and age, there are three types of currency in circulation: gold, silver, and copper. One tael of gold can be exchanged for ten taels of silver, and one tael of silver can be exchanged for 100 copper coins of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Ten taels of silver, not bad.

Then.

Yan Feng rolled up Yuan Jiashan's body again, carried it in his hand, and then, at the fastest speed, rushed deeper into the mountain forest.

It's too close to the county seat.

In case Yuan Jiashan has other comrades, lurking nearby.

If they pick up Yuan Jiashan's body and bring it back, they will use this incident to accuse Yan Feng.

Yan Feng could only passively accept the punishment of the Great Zhou Law.

That's all.

The swallow wind passes through the mountains and forests, and within a few miles, there is a small river, which is presented. At this moment, Yan Feng threw out Yuan Jiashan's body, brandishing his war knife, and a surging sword light swept over. Yuan Jiashan's body has turned into rolling minced meat, sprinkled on the surface of the river with the trend of rain in the sky.

Immediately after, the undulating river washed out.

Just a few breaths passed.

This leader of the Changhe Gang has already been destroyed by Yan Feng.

Even after this, someone used this matter to suppress him, without actual evidence, he could not be helped.

The next moment!

Yan Feng's eyes moved slightly: "Okay, next, it's my own business!"

"When night falls, the sky and the earth are dark, and when I re-enter the world ravaged by demons, it is also the time when I kill demons, hone my cultivation, and do not absorb blood crystals and transform system points!"

For a while, there was an irrepressible agitation.

It emanated from Yan Feng's body like this.

Even if his state of mind is cultivated, it is not trivial.

Now I can't hold back my excitement.

Of course.

He also did not suppress.

Sometimes, when it's time to release, it's time to release.

He is not like an iron stone, and he can't have the slightest emotion. If that's the case, then he Yanfeng is no different from an emotionless machine! And that's not the state he wants.

Follow.

Yan Feng's body swept longitudinally, and the whole person was like a night walker, running forward with a smoke, and after rushing to the area where he was some distance away from Weiyun City and really stepped into the mountain forest, he found a hidden cave nearby, and threw himself away.

"Next, just wait for nightfall!"

Yan Feng raised his head and looked at the sky.

At this time, the sky is already the time of sunset, heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, plants, trees and leaves, and a bright glow.

"It's coming!"

Yan Feng smiled and closed his eyes directly!

It's also in an instant.

The area was completely silent.

The sound of all living beings that should have existed was not left at all, only the gentle wind and waves, the rustle of the pushed leaves, and the occasional shock.

Over here.

Utter silence!

I don't know how long it has been.

Yan Feng, who was sitting quietly, only felt a cool breath, which suddenly came, followed by a terrible and terrifying roar, which could no longer be suppressed from the mountains and forests in all directions, stirring up!

"It's time!"

Yan Feng grabbed the war knife and walked away!