Feng Wuchen stared coldly at the white boy in front of him, this guy's cultivation had reached the peak of the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period.

Feng Wuchen carefully recalled everything related to this face in his mind, but in the end he found nothing, he didn't seem to have met this guy, and there was no way to talk about offending.

"Who are you?" said Feng Wuchen coldly.

The white boy faced Feng Wuchen's gaze, a sarcastic smile appeared on his face, and he said teasingly to Feng Wuchen: "Dead people don't need to know so much!"

As he spoke, the white boy patted the storage bag lightly, and there was an extra two-zhang long Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand.

With a twist of his right arm, he dragged Fang Tian's halberd upside down, the halberd blade grazed the ground, and rushed towards the wind without dust, behind him was a string of sparks splashing around. When he was still three zhang away from Feng Wuchen, he suddenly jumped high, like a dragon out of the water, dancing Fang Tian's painting halberd and smashed it towards Feng Wuchen angrily, with a terrifying sound.

Feng Wuchen's face was cold, his palms turned over, and there were two more swords, one blue and one red.

He glanced at the huge green halberd shadow with a solemn expression, and used it for two purposes, and at the same time cast the "moisturizing silent" and "fire python probe".

Moisturize the silent defense, fire python probe attack.

Two different sets of swordsmanship, two spiritual powers with different attributes, were just exerted by Feng Wuchen at the same time, not only did they not conflict, but they also complemented each other.

The strange scene in front of him made the white boy frown, and the contempt on his face immediately decreased a little, obviously Feng Wuchen's performance had greatly surprised him.

He hurriedly changed his move, and in mid-air, his arms slammed to the right, and the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand turned a few times, and a huge halberd shadow immediately burst out diagonally.

At the same time, he used the power of the shock to twist his body dangerously and dangerously to avoid the wind-free "moisturizing things silently".

In the blink of an eye, the green halberd shadow collided with the red python's head, and a thunderous roar roared out, stirring up a violent gust of wind, rolling up the leaves in the sky, and even fist-sized stones were swept away.

The white boy staggered to the ground, glanced at the air, and couldn't help but have a look of surprise on his face.

Although the cold halberd shadow and the hideous and terrifying python were still fighting in the air, the fire python clearly had the upper hand.

The white boy thought to himself that although he made a hasty move just now, even if the other party's spiritual power attribute restrained him, his cultivation was obviously a head higher than the other party, and the halberd method he used was the most proud of himself, which was a first-order halberd method, a mountain crushing halberd. It stands to reason that even if he can't break the kid on the other side with this blow, he can at least beat him with a lot of meat.

However, now he is facing such an outcome.

Seeing that the python was about to smash the halberd shadow, his situation was precarious, and the white boy was even more frightened.

But after all, the white boy has been in battle for a long time, and although he was shocked, he did not panic. In desperation, he rubbed his hands together violently, and the halberd spun up quickly, and a fast-spinning halberd shadow like a spinning top swept out, shattering the fire python's head head-on.

Before the white boy could breathe a sigh of relief, there were already continuous blue raindrops rushing to his right side.

At this moment, the white boy was completely dumbfounded, why is this soft persimmon so stubborn?

The white boy secretly complained in his heart and regretted it, what is this called, his feelings are the soft persimmons?

Up to now, the white boy didn't dare to hold it up at all, he slapped the storage bag directly, and the light in his hand flashed, and a first-order high-grade talisman, "Falling Leaves Flying Talisman", was stimulated by him.

The light and shadow of hundreds of green leaves appeared out of thin air, and they were fearless and crackled with the raindrops that flew sideways, and for a moment no one could help anyone.

Taking advantage of the fact that Fu Gong restrained Feng Wuchen, the white boy, who had been passively beaten, decided to seize the opportunity and control people instead of others.

The white boy didn't care about the preciousness of the talisman, and hurriedly took out a first-order high-grade talisman, and the spiritual power in his body was poured into it without hesitation, and the light on the talisman flickered, which was gorgeous.

When the talisman was aimed at Feng Wuchen, Feng Wuchen's face suddenly showed a treacherous smile that had succeeded in the conspiracy, and this treacherous smile couldn't help but make the white boy's heart tremble violently, and a chill surged up from the bottom of his heart.

Immediately afterwards, the white boy found that a fierce wind was blowing from his right side, making his clothes hunt, and a huge stone hammer the size of a grinding disc appeared in the corner of his eye, and before he could react, the stone hammer bombarded his right side with lightning speed.

The white boy immediately flew into the air with a stupid face, turned into a daytime meteor, and smashed into a big tree hugged by three or four people with a bang, and the big tree had a human-shaped tree hole.

It wasn't until the white boy was stuck in the humanoid tree hole that the talisman in his hand was fully activated, and hundreds of green arrows shot out diagonally from his hand.

After a while, there was a lot of branches and leaves on the ground.

Looking at the white boy who was stuck motionless in the tree hole, Feng Wuchen's face showed a satisfied smile, and at the same time, he was grateful to Bai Shu in his heart.

That big stone hammer is the "boulder talisman" that Bai Shu gave to the wind and dust, although its appearance is not good, it is a second-order low-grade talisman.

If it weren't for the support of Bai Shu, Feng Wuchen would definitely have to spend a lot of effort to win down this guy.

Feng Wuchen let out a secret breath, replaced the long sword in his hand with a sharp weapon for resolving disputes, a big mallet, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and walked towards the tree hole step by step.

He hadn't taken two steps before his brow suddenly furrowed, and his heart tightened.

Before he could think about it, he hurriedly rolled on the spot and made a "donkey roll", and as soon as his body rolled out, he felt a chill on his shoulder, and red blood immediately gushed out of his shoulder.

Before his body was decided, Feng Wuchen heard a heart-rending scream, and there was already a red spear in the tree hole in front of him, and the spear was deeply rooted in the tree hole, leaving only the three-foot-long tail of the spear to tremble outside, and the red blood was gushing out of the tree hole.

The white boy vomited blood in his mouth, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't live.

Five feet across the tree hole, two teenagers walked side by side.

The two of them brandished the cold magic weapon in their hands, and their faces were full of cruel smiles, like ghosts that hooked the soul.

Seeing that the two teenagers suddenly accelerated towards him, Feng Wuchen hurriedly took out two talismans, and released them towards the comer while his body rolled, colliding with the attacks sent by the two people.

Without waiting for the winner to be decided over there, Feng Wuchen took out another smoke ball and threw it at the two of them.

When the smoke rose, Feng Wuchen hurriedly stood up with a carp.

Before he could stand firmly, he quickly gritted his teeth and flashed to the right, and another red spear passed by him.

Glancing at the tree hole, Feng Wuchen paused, very unwilling.

However, his intuition told him that if he went to get the storage bag now, he would most likely not be able to run. After all, the cultivation of these two people who suddenly appeared was higher than their own, one was at the peak of the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period, and the other was even at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Period.

He knew that he had just been able to dodge the two secret attacks in a row, and if it weren't for his divine skill that had recently broken through to the second layer and sensed the danger in advance, he would have become a ghost under the gun.

It's still the most important thing to save your life!

Thinking about it, Feng Wuchen fled in the thick smoke, and as he ran, he threw thistles behind him.

......

In the secluded valley, a small stream flows.

In the clear water, small fish swim happily, and a few small black leopards play freely on the edge of the stream.

At the mouth of the valley, behind a big tree, there were four beautiful young women, four of whom held cold swords in their hands, and watched the wind and grass in the valley without saying a word, and their faces were full of frost.

"Sister, can the four of us really subdue the Black Wind Leopard that has reached the foundation building stage?" a woman said with a somewhat uneasy mosquito voice, licking her dry red lips.

A woman at the front squinted and frowned and turned her head, it turned out that this person was none other than Bai Yanzhi.

Bai Yanzhi did not directly answer the woman who asked the question, but glared at her coldly for a while, until she lowered her head in panic, Bai Yanzhi snorted coldly, and said with disdain: "Are you afraid?"

The woman who bowed her head was silent, at this time she had already regretted that her intestines were green, and she was already careful everywhere, but she still inadvertently offended this always ruthless Bai Yanzhi.

Without waiting for Bai Yanzhi to teach the silent woman again, a woman to the left of Bai Yanzhi took the lead in speaking: "Coward, the pavilion master has already lent us her magic weapon Long Wind Whip, you are still afraid of a fart!"

The woman who lowered her head bit her lower lip and said with a blushing face: "Yes, I was wrong!"

In the face of her confession, Bai Yanzhi did not have any joy, but a sarcastic face: "This is a mistake? There is no backbone at all, how can there be a little bit of the spirit of our women in Nanwu, and she is like a slut in another country......"

"Sister, the Black Wind Leopard has come out of the hole!" The woman who had not spoken suddenly pointed at the valley with some nervousness to interrupt Bai Yanzhi's words, her outstretched arm was as trembling as her voice.

Hearing this, Bai Yanzhi couldn't care less about continuing to reprimand, and quickly turned his head to look at Gu Zhong. I saw a black leopard slowly walking out of a hole about seven or eight feet wide, and the leopard was the size of a buffalo......