"Let our Ye family completely disappear in Dayang City!"

When Ye Tang heard the words of the thin martial artist, his head exploded, he looked back at Ye Xian, and said with a hideous expression: "Father, this kid is too arrogant, we will send a family master again, we must get rid of him!"

"Brute!"

Syllable!

Ye Xian stood up suddenly, waved his big sleeves, and flew Ye Tang Fan out with one palm.

"Father's ......"

Ye Tang covered his red and swollen left face and looked at Ye Xian in surprise.

Ye Xian's brows trembled, his eyes burned with raging anger, and he looked at Ye Tang and roared:

"The Four Tigers of Blue Blood have all been defeated at the hands of Luo Feng, who can guarantee that they will be able to kill him?

Ye Tang's face changed, and he hurriedly shook his head.

Yang Qinghu, who was at the peak of the Nine Heavenly Court Realm, died at Luo Feng's hands, and now that his cultivation has been abolished, his strength is only two percent, and Luo Feng can pinch him to death with one finger.

The thin martial artist next to him looked at the angry Ye Xian and asked in a low voice, "Family master, then what should we do now?"

Ye Xian's eyes flickered, his face was pale, and his fist-clenched hands were trembling slightly.

The joint attack of a mid-stage martial artist of the Ninefold Heavenly Court Realm to defeat three late-stage martial artists of the Ninefold Heavenly Court Realm and a peak master of the Ninefold Heavenly Court Realm was shocking enough.

And the one who did this was a teenager under the age of sixteen!

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Xian felt his scalp tingle, and a deep chill welled up in his heart.

Ye Tang sat on the ground and looked at Ye Xian in a daze.

He saw fear on Ye Xian's face, a dignified Spirit Whirlpool Realm powerhouse would actually be afraid of a mid-stage martial artist of the Nine Heavenly Court Realm!

After pondering for a moment, Ye Xian took a deep breath and announced in a deep voice, "This matter should be treated as if it never happened, you remember, this matter is not allowed to be mentioned to anyone in the future!"

He did have the strength to kill Luo Feng, but if he failed, the Ye family would definitely fall into a place of no return! A genius who has grown up is definitely anyone's nightmare!

Between face and the safety of his family, Ye Xian immediately made a choice.

Hearing Ye Xian's decision, the thin martial artist secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but Ye Tang next to him had a dead face.

......

The waning moon hangs high, and the night breeze is cold.

In the endless bloodstained wasteland, the blazing bonfire is particularly eye-catching in the wasteland shrouded in night.

Next to the bonfire, there was a young man with sharp eyebrows, it was Luo Feng.

After deciding to return to the academy, Luo Feng had been on the road, and finally entered the Blood Age Wasteland on the night of the third day.

It only takes a day to travel through the Blood Age Wasteland to return to the Academy.

However, it is not easy to make it through the Blood Age Wasteland.

The Blood Age Wasteland is thousands of miles in circumference, connecting the Chilian Mountain Range, where monsters are rampant, the environment is treacherous, especially at night, you can hear the terrifying roar of beasts everywhere, which is very dangerous.

Luo Feng didn't want to rush in the Blood Wasteland shrouded in night.

And there is still some time before Duanmu Xiao's fortieth birthday, so he is not in a hurry, so he simply rushes during the day and cultivates at night.

Luo Feng picked the bonfire with a wooden stick, looked at the dry food in his hand, and frowned slightly.

I've been eating dry food for the past few days, and a bird has faded out of my mouth, and I have no appetite when I see dry food.

"Find something to eat first. ”

Luo Feng stood up, his eyes swept around, his gaze suddenly condensed, and the angry knife appeared in his hand silently, and he slashed in the air.

Phew!

With the slight sound of breaking wind, a cold sword light spread out of the night and flew out, and a miserable howl immediately sounded in the distance.

Luo Feng's figure flashed and stood where the miserable howl came from.

There was a demon beast corpse on the ground, with two horns on its head, and its body was only one meter long, covered in blood-colored hair.

Looking at the corpse of the demon beast on the ground, Luo Feng showed a smile on his face: "The first-level demon beast blood-patterned sheep is blessed." ”

The blood-streaked sheep is a first-class demon beast, one of the most common demon beasts in the blood-age wasteland, with a strong and fat body, delicious meat, and a high-quality ingredient.

Luo Feng carried the blood-streaked sheep back to the bonfire, and immediately began to deal with it.

Soon, the enticing aroma of barbecue began to fill the air.

Luo Feng tasted it, the meat was smooth, fat but not greasy, and couldn't help nodding and praised: "It is worthy of a blood-patterned sheep, without seasoning, the taste can be so good." ”

Tearing off a leg of mutton, Luo Feng immediately began to feast, and in a moment, he ate half a roast lamb, and then clapped his hands in satisfaction.

After adding some dry firewood to the bonfire, Luo Feng sat cross-legged beside him, looking at the Nuyan knife in his hand, his eyes contemplative.

After fighting Yang Qinghu last time, Luo Feng has been reflecting on the battle at that time.

At that time, if it wasn't for Yang Qinghu's carelessness, it would have been very difficult for him to win.

This made Luo Feng realize that his strength was still some distance away from the true peak master of the Nine Heavenly Court Realm.

"If the general trend can reach the Xiaocheng realm of condensing and turning into reality, and then I face the peak master of the Nine Heavenly Court Realm, the odds of victory will definitely be much greater. ”

Luo Feng's fingers stroked the blade of the Nuyan knife and muttered to himself.

After this period of accumulation, Luo Feng feels that the general trend has reached the edge of a breakthrough, if the general trend can be small, the strength will definitely be able to advance by leaps and bounds.

In the past few days, he has been working hard to improve the general trend realm.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Feng put the Nuyan Knife on his knees, closed his eyes, and began to cultivate.

In his mind, he recalled the general trend over and over again, and the vitality on Luo Feng's body formed a knife shadow, constantly cutting around, leaving cracks on the ground.

With the passage of time, Luo Feng gradually entered a state of cultivation in which things and self were forgotten.

When the bonfire burned out, Luo Feng seemed to have some sense, opened his eyes, and a knife shadow flashed in his cold pupils, looking to the side.

The night wind blew through the wasteland, whining and sobbing.

In the distance, many crimson dots are slowly approaching from a distance, demonic like blood, in the middle of the night in this wasteland, it is terrifying.

Through the dim moonlight, Luo Feng saw that within a few hundred meters in front of him, there were dozens of black giant wolves the size of buffaloes, and the crimson light was the light that burst out of the eyes of these giant wolves, exuding a bloodthirsty and violent aura.

Third-level demon beast, blood demon wolf!

The corners of Luo Feng's lips hooked up a slight smile.

"It came at the right time!"

Luo Feng's eyes reflected the moonlight, and his gaze was as cold as snow.

Holding the Nuyan knife, Luo Feng slashed forward with a knife, and the action was done in one go, without the slightest drag.

Phew!

The cold sword tore through the night, and flew out silently, and immediately the bodies of several Dark Blood Demon Wolves were cut in half, and blood sprayed out, staining a large area of land red.

Roar!

The sudden shocking change made the Dark Blood Demon Wolf stunned for a moment, and then let out a shocking roar, and dozens of Dark Blood Demon Wolves rushed towards Luo Feng with a terrifying momentum.

Three hundred meters!

Two hundred meters!

Fifty meters!

Dozens of Dark Blood Demon Wolves were like a black cloud, their eyes locked on Luo Feng, crushing over, and their crimson eyes were as dazzling as blood!

Whoosh!whoosh!whoosh......

Rushing to the twenty-meter range of Luo Feng, the Dark Blood Demon Wolf in front of him leaped up and swooped straight towards Luo Feng, the half-foot-long black claws reflected the cold light, wanting to tear Luo Feng into pieces.

Luo Feng's eyes flashed with disdain, and he didn't move, and a huge knife-shaped phantom suddenly appeared, swinging his knife and slashing out.

Rumble!

Fused with the sword qi of the general trend, the power skyrocketed, and the sword rays exceeded ten meters, pulling out a cold knife curtain in the night.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the body of the Immortal Blood Demon Wolf that flew into the air suddenly stopped, and then the body split into two halves, and crimson blood sprayed out of it, and the corpse fell to the ground.

The sword was unabated, leaving a terrifying knife mark more than ten meters long on the ground.

With this sword, he killed nearly thirty Dark Blood Demon Wolves!

In the night, the remaining Dark Blood Demon Wolves looked at Luo Feng, fear appeared in their bloodthirsty pupils, they let out a wail, and turned around and ran wildly.

The human beings in front of them were so terrifying that they could kill most of them with just one sword, and the moment the sword appeared, it seemed that the giant peak was crushed, and they couldn't even resist.

Call!

Luo Feng didn't chase the fleeing demon beast, glanced at the corpses of the blood demon wolves around him, and his eyes fell on the angry sword.

"Still haven't been able to break through ......"

Although I feel that I am only one step away from the door, the general trend can be completely small, but the last step is the most difficult, and it will take time to accumulate.

Putting away the angry knife, Luo Feng exhaled. The general trend is ethereal, it is difficult to grasp, and it is not a good thing to be anxious.

The roars of the beasts around him continued to sound, Luo Feng looked around, knowing that he couldn't stay here, so he immediately cast a dragon step and continued to hurry.

In the next two days, Luo Feng was still on the road during the day and cultivating at night.

It's a pity that the cultivation of the general trend has not made much progress, but Luo Feng is not discouraged, but has become more expectant of the power of the general trend and the power of the small success.

The scorching sun hung high in the sky, scorching the earth, and the land of the Blood Age Wasteland was scorched hot.

Sou!

A teenager fluttered his arms in the wasteland, and every time he took off and landed, he stepped a distance of hundreds of meters, and from a distance, it looked like he was gliding in mid-air, as fast as the wind.

This young man is Luo Feng, in two days, he finally came to the edge of the Blood Age Wasteland, and he can return to Ziyang Academy in just one more day.

"Hey, town!"

Luo Feng looked up and looked ahead, and saw a town in the distance, and his eyes showed joy.

In the past two days in the Blood Age Wasteland, except for demon beasts and rocks, there was not a single figure to be seen, and finally arrived at a place where people lived.

Luo Feng decided to go to the town to rest before continuing his journey.

The town is not large, and from a distance, there are only two people-high earthen walls built on the periphery, and the surface is full of potholes, which looks very old.

Approaching the town, Luo Feng suddenly stopped, his eyes solemn.

The whole town was so quiet! there was not the slightest sound.

"There is no one around, not even guards, this town ......"

Luo Feng frowned, took out the Nuyan knife, and cautiously approached the town.

Sou!

Luo Feng landed on the city wall and stared into the town.

Although he had already prepared in his heart and saw the situation in front of him, Luo Feng still couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

The streets and houses of the town were stained with blood everywhere, and the skeletons were lying on the ground, with a thick layer on the ground, extending to the end of the field of vision, and it was impossible to see how many people there were.

Several demon beasts were unscrupulously gnawing on corpses on the street, and the cold chewing sound was heartbreaking.

The breeze blew, and the air was filled with a strong smell of corruption, which was disgusting.

Luo Feng released his soul power, but he didn't feel the breath of a living person, and his heart shook slightly.

"The whole town is dead, what the hell is going on......"