The moonlight and stars are scarce, and there is silence!

A crossbow arrow pierced the night sky and shot out towards the place where the sound came from, and after Yang Qifeng himself shot the crossbow arrow, he turned around decisively and sprinted.

He didn't have much hope for the attack of his crossbow arrows, the night was the best cover, just judging the position from the sound, the general direction was in his heart, but if he wanted to be accurate, he didn't have such a ability, the attack of the crossbow arrow was just to cover his escape.

"Don't let him escape," Pershing's voice was louder and more breathless, and he was not shot by the crossbow arrow at all.

Pan Chang moved quickly, he chased towards Yang Qifeng's figure, the two were not far from each other, just when Yang Qifeng and Pan Xing were talking, Pan Chang was not waiting quietly on the side, he was trying to get close to Yang Qifeng, he moved slowly and gently, with the help of Pan Xing to attract attention, and successfully narrowed the distance.

"He can't run," Pan Chang jumped up and down a few times, and he had already rushed to Yang Qifeng, he was more agile, like a lone wolf, he was extremely experienced in running in the mountains and forests, far above Yang Qifeng, this is not a flat run, as long as whoever is fast, the branches in the mountains and forests are dense, the ground is full of weeds, and there are a lot of bushes, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will fall to the ground.

Pan Chang, who is proficient in archery, often goes into the mountains to hunt, how can the experience in the mountains and forests be comparable to Yang Qifeng, he can't run away at all, and Yang Qifeng He has no intention of running from beginning to end, his attempt is to lead Pan Chang up, looking at Pan Chang to come to the front, he suddenly turned around, five fingers gathered for a fist, a type of tiger demon down the mountain to play, the momentum is surging, like a tiger down the mountain, this type of tiger down the mountain is the most particular use of potential, he has gathered momentum in Panjiazhuang, this type of tiger demon down the mountain is his strongest attack.

If you don't move, you will be thundered and struck, your fist will tear the air, your strength will roar, like a tiger roaring, Pan Chang has a bow in his body, a punch like an arrow, straight out, a body like a bow, a fist like an arrow, as a bone refining martial artist, Pan Chang is not an easy person.

The two fists intersected, the surging strength diverged, clicked, and a crisp sound sounded, Yang Qifeng's body did not move like a mountain, and Pan Chang stepped back three or four steps back again and again, his arm was already bent, and he was already fractured.

"Born with divine powers," Pan Chang said in a lost voice.

Those who have innate divine power talents, there is no one in ten thousand, everyone who does not practice is comparable to a martial artist, of course, only the strength is comparable to a martial artist, and other aspects such as speed and resistance are inferior to martial artists, if they fight, martial artists can easily win, but when they start to cultivate, they don't need to be in the same realm as martial artists at all, even if they are in a lower realm, they can win.

"Pan Feng, your mind is really unpredictable, you have a natural talent for divine power, your fist strength is full of toughness, and your penetration power is extremely strong, this is the realm of a bone refining martial artist, and you are even disguised as a refining membrane warrior, you are plotting for the position of the head of the family,"

"There's a lot of nonsense," Yang Qifeng didn't answer at all, he didn't have the style of talking nonsense in battle, this Pan often told nonsense, but he was delaying time, how could his punch be so easy to catch, Pan Chang had already fallen into paralysis, stepped forward and punched Pan Chang's chest, Pan Chang didn't have much room to dodge at all.

The ribs in the chest, I don't know how many were broken at this moment, the broken ribs were directly inserted into the internal organs, blood spurted out along Pan Chang's mouth, the chest was sunken and the internal organs were backlogged, Pan Chang's eyes full of body dimmed, he was dead.

Yang Qifeng, who has divine talent, is in the same realm as Pan Chang, and the battle between the two has not delayed at all, and he was directly crushed by Yang Qifeng, and the two punches were directly killed.

All this happened very fast, Pershing had not yet come to Yang Qifeng, he had just crossed half the distance, at this moment he suddenly stopped his movements, and the faint smile on his face was replaced by horror, Pan Chang is different from him, Pan Chang has broken through to become a martial artist for seven or eight years, and now he is in his thirties and is in the prime of life, which can be said to be at his peak, although he is a martial artist, but if he fights with Pan Chang, he can only delay for a while and will definitely lose in the end.

But such a veteran martial artist, in the end, he died in the hands of Yang Qifeng with two punches, he directly gave up the possibility of killing Yang Qifeng, his face showed horror at the same time, but he also had joy in his heart, escape, as long as he can escape, return to Panjiazhuang and send Pan Feng high, then what he said above is no longer a lie, a martial artist with natural divine talent, is still pretending to be a membrane refining warrior, is he not plotting what is the position of the head of the family?

He has a thin and cold nature, he has forgotten Pan Chang to the back of his mind, and even gave birth to a good idea of Pan Chang's death, Pan Chang died to be able to sit on the evidence of Pan Feng's crime, and how to do it when he returned to Panjiazhuang He considered it clearly, it was him and Pan Chang hunting, this Pan Feng suddenly attacked, and Pan Chang died in battle to cover him.

is also decisive, watching Pershing run away directly, he doesn't care whether Pan Chang is dead or alive, saving his life is the priority, such a cool nature is destined for him to live well in the future, if he can change his jealousy, he will live a more nourishing life.

Yang Qifeng waved his hand, Pan Chang's corpse had been put away by him and stored in the space, he couldn't let it go alive, but it was easy to do it if he died.

He strode towards Pershing, compared with Pan Chang, this Pershing is not a little bit worse, Yang Qifeng first killed Pan Chang because if he escaped, Yang Qifeng He may not be able to catch up, he has been in the mountains since he was a teenager, and Pan Chang, who has been more than ten years and is about to have twenty years of experience in the mountains and forests, has too many ways to avoid and stop Yang Qifeng.

Bang, a stumble, Pershing himself fell to the ground, under his feet were bushes, he tried his best to run if it was still in the daytime, the key is that it is easy to have an accident in the night, he fell on the ground and continued to escape, but Yang Qifeng would not give him any more time, Yang Qifeng successfully took advantage of the opportunity of Pershing's fall, came to Pershing's side, his hand shook, the silver-white light flashed, and a three-foot long sword was directly inserted into Pershing's chest.

"No, no, no,"

"You can't kill me, you are my father's apprentice, if you kill me, my father will not let you go, if you let me go, I will listen to you in the future, and I will also let you the head of the family,"

"I don't need you to let me," Yang Qifeng twisted the long sword vigorously, and the strong force directly smashed Pershing's internal organs, and the words begging for mercy could not be said again.

Yang Qifeng looked at Pershing's corpse, he also received it in the space, and then began to deal with the battlefield, Pershing is easy to solve, his Lao Tzu who is at the peak of the innate martial artist is a trouble, but he is only a refining warrior now, and no one will think that he can kill two martial artists.