"I admit that you are indeed more difficult to deal with than I imagined, but I can get away with it so far, naturally I have a strong hole card, you have to retreat here, and this is the end of today, otherwise, it will not be good for anyone!"

The old man in the blue shirt was quite embarrassed at this time, the red talisman had not been used yet, not because he couldn't find the opportunity, but because he was reluctant and distressed.

It was a talisman made by a qi practitioner, and the flamingo depicted in it contained the full force of the monk in the later stage of foundation building.

The monks of the late stage of foundation building are equivalent to the late stage warriors of Yingjie, and in the entire Jinshui City, only the city lord has reached this realm.

It should not be used in this unprofitable battle, it should be brilliantly unleashed in a fight that can bring great gains, soaring in the terrified eyes of the enemy.

"Hahahaha, it seems that the rumors are not credible, and the old thing is nothing more than that, when I kill you today, I will step on your Three Rivers Gang with the gang leader in the future"

Although the middle-aged man didn't care about it after hearing this, he raised his vigilance and secretly beware of the powerful hole cards that the other party said.

"Okay, well, since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you"

When the old man in the blue shirt heard this, he was furious, and he was furious, and he was not heartbroken about the talisman, and was ready to release it.

At this moment, a yin wind suddenly blew in the air, cold and biting, and a faint black mist filled the surroundings, making people shudder.

"Hahahaha, yes, yes, the kid really didn't lie to me, I can still receive two acceptable souls in this barren place, the old man is in a good mood today, so I will allow you to take a place in my hundred ghost flags, so as not to suffer the pain of soul scattering. ”

An old man in black clothes and black robes stood out of thin air, looking in the direction where Liu Feng was with a look of approval on his face, and looked at the rest of the people as if they were nothing.

This person was short and bowed, there was not much flesh and blood on his body, his face was dull, his jawbones were very high, his temples were white, his slightly sunken eyes were bright, and his right hand, which was like dry bones, held a black flag more than a foot long.

At this time, the black flag was flying in the wind, an invisible wave flowed out like a tide, the flag was covered with unknown strange symbols, and even vaguely heard all kinds of human screams and roars, and the cold black gas was flowing out of it and spreading around, and the black gas slowly squirmed, gradually forming a vague human form.

The middle-aged man and the old man in the blue shirt both stopped attacking at this time, pulled out a safe distance, and looked at the air at the same time with both pairs of eyes, their faces solemn.

Liu Feng looked up at the air at this time, his face was full of disbelief, and he hurriedly said:

"No, no, senior, you promised me, as long as I attract a heroic warrior for you, you will help me become a hero, you promised me!"

"I promised you, but you didn't bring them in, you're just an outcast of the Green Wolf Gang."

The black-robed old man said sarcastically.

"Who is Your Excellency, as a Qi Practitioner, you dare to appear in the territory of my Dai Kingdom openly, aren't you afraid of being killed by the God of War Guard?"

The middle-aged man put on a fighting posture and said with a solemn face.

can fly in the air, at least he is also a qi practitioner in the foundation building period, and he can appear in front of the two heroic warriors without changing his face, and he must have something to rely on.

"Hehe, don't compare the old man with those mountain and wild cultivators, Dai Guo is now suffering from internal and external troubles, and it is getting weaker and weaker, and it has long lost the prestige of the God of War Empire in the past!"

The black-robed old man said with a sneer.

After the words were spoken, the black-robed old man didn't seem to want to talk nonsense, and the black qi around him was also stabilized.

The old man's eyes suddenly became fierce, and an invisible mana fluctuation spread all around, and the strong mana pressed on many warriors like a mountain, and it was extremely difficult to move his hands and feet.

The martial artists with a slightly lower realm even collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

There are even some early martial artists who directly displace their internal organs and explode to death.

"Build, build a complete foundation"

The old man in the blue shirt said in horror.

The lips of the black robe moved slightly, and a transparent soul floated out of the corpse of the dead warrior, turning into a black gas and flying into the old man's mouth in the heart-rending scream.

His right hand gently waved the black flag in his hand, and the figures formed by the black qi around him flew towards the living people around him.

The remaining people around, the martial artists below the peak realm did not have the slightest power to resist, and they were swept through their bodies by the figures, dragging their souls out.

The unknown soul is still confused, and does not know the danger at all.

The black-robed old man opened his mouth again, and an invisible fluctuation was released from his mouth, and all the souls that were dragged out turned into black gas and submerged into his mouth when he touched it.

Liu Feng, the leader man and the merry man only used their essence and barely resisted for a moment, before they were killed by an even more powerful figure and dragged out their souls.

It's just that Liu Feng was not sucked into the mouth of the black-robed old man, but was wrapped in an invisible force, and was marked by the black flag and included in it, although Liu Feng's soul struggled desperately, it was to no avail.

In an instant, many warriors died, and only the two heroic early warriors in the field were left, the old man in blue shirt and the middle-aged man, who were still struggling to resist.

The black-robed old man was three feet off the ground, sitting cross-legged out of thin air, refining and refining the absorbed soul black qi, and the black mana surrounded his body like a beating flame.

In front of these two people, there was a giant several times larger than the rest of the black figures, the bloated body did not affect its flexibility at all, although the attacks were chaotic, but the huge fist could crack the mountain and crack the stone every time it fell,

If you take a beat, it's really cold.

Although the two tried their best to dodge the attack of the black shadow giant, they also saw the needle to find the opportunity, and when they found the gap, the fierce attack fell with a bang, and the black shadow giant was so tall that he didn't need to think about the attack being missed.

The part of the Black Shadow Giant that was attacked turned into black gas like papier-mâché. But in the next moment, more black qi poured out of the flag, filling the injured part and making it as good as before, or even more powerful.

As if realizing that this would not work, the black shadow giant let out a piercing roar, and suddenly countless black water spurted out of his body and shot towards the two of them.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man held the iron rod with both hands, spun the iron rod like a street juggler, and the energetic air flowed out and turned into an earthy yellow shield to block the front.

Although he tried his best to resist, there were too many black droplets, and a few droplets of water penetrated the shield at the weak point of the shield and fell on the arm of the middle-aged man, and a huge pain penetrated deep into the soul.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, gasped, his head trembled slightly due to the huge pain, and his steps were slowly pushed back, without the slightest intention to fight.

The old man in the blue shirt naturally did not have the defensive means of a middle-aged man, so he had to use a talisman.

I saw that he took out the red talisman depicting the flying bird, bit the tip of his tongue, spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and then tore it in half, and the talisman burned from the air.

A bird about three feet in size flew out of the flames, its body burning with orange flames, its godless eyes as if it had received some command, and opened its mouth to protrude a cone-shaped flame and rush towards the oncoming black droplets.

The black water droplets turned into black smoke and slowly dissipated under the impact of the cone-shaped flame.

Then the flame bird roared, like a warrior who was ready to die, rushed towards the old man in black robe, and then the old man in blue shirt turned around and fled without looking at the results of the battle.

"The fish meat that comes to your mouth can still make you run away!" The old man in the black robe seemed to sense something, opened his eyes, and looked at the old man in the blue shirt who was running away.

The black-robed old man looked at the rushing flame birds and didn't get up.

Stretched out his hand to hold the black flag floating in front of him, urged the mana to wave the manual flag, and the black gas gushed out like a tide, drowning the flame bird, and in a moment the flame on the bird's body was extinguished, and the body also dissipated in heaven and earth with the extinguishing of the flame.

The black-robed old man once again reached out and took out a palm-sized black sword from the storage bag on his waist, the small sword was made from the heart of the thousand-year-old locust tree, and the soul of the creature killed by it would always be attached to the sword and increase its power.

After the black-robed old man used his mana to urge, the black wooden sword flew out instantly, shooting towards the fleeing blue-shirted old man at an extremely fast speed, and caught up with him in a breath, and the blue-shirted old man who was hurriedly fleeing had no resistance and left his body and fell to the ground and died.

Then the wooden sword flew back in a big circle, killing the middle-aged man who was still struggling to resist and couldn't hold on, and returned to the black-robed old man with the souls of the two.

"Poof..."

After killing all the people in the field, the black-robed old man couldn't hold on any longer, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body fell to the ground crumblingly.

"Damn, the injury has flared up again, it's not easy to find some souls in this remote place, but refining all these souls is enough for me to stabilize the injury" The black-robed old man poured out the elixir from the storage bag, swallowed it in his mouth, forcibly pressed the injury down, and then used his mana, put all the loot into the storage bag, and staggered in one direction, without flying with luck.

...............

"I have been exposed to it since I was a child, and my medical skills are also exquisite, I look at this strong man, I'm afraid he is not far from death" Liu Yi smiled and said seriously.

The atmosphere is gradually starting to get delicate!

Huang Hao could clearly feel the anger burning in his chest at this time.

How many years, how many years no one dared to talk to him like this, he still clearly remembers the oath he made when he received the Black Tiger Exercise:

"I don't want to live in embarrassment, even if I die. ”

When he went back and trampled everything under his feet, he felt that he could fulfill his vow until the city was established.

It was a rainy night, ready to show his skills to occupy a piece of the foundation in the city, he was besieged by many warriors, these warriors came from different forces, the only thing they had in common was that they were all outsiders, and he was the head of the earth.

That night, he fled in a hurry, as if the heavens did not want to take his life, and he escaped by chance, and in a fit of rage, he comforted himself with revenge, and deceived himself into ignoring the oath.

So he and the remnants of his men slaughtered more than a dozen villages, which he used to vent his frustration and threaten the many forces in and out of the city.

Today, he is as vulnerable as a toddler in front of the old man in the blue shirt, and the pain behind him is still reminding him of this profound humiliation.

Now, a martial artist in the late stage of martial arts training also wants to kill himself, even if he is seriously injured.

He didn't want to lose this last shred of dignity, and he didn't want to live in humiliation.

Even if you die, you will drag the young man in front of you to hell.

At this moment, his confidence was rekindled,

At this moment, it was as if he owned the whole world.