Nalan Yunying looked at Ao Feng in surprise, thinking that Ao Feng had recovered. But looking at Ao Feng's expressionless face, he couldn't help but be disappointed.

At this time, several mercenaries rushed over, Ao Feng hesitated, his figure flashed and rushed over, just a few shots, and the mercenaries flew upside down.

Nalan Yunying saw Ao Feng rushing out, hesitated for a moment, and had to follow closely. Ao Feng hasn't returned to normal yet, she can't let Ao Feng fight the enemy alone, if something happens, it's not something she can bear.

Ao Feng is very fast, almost a single move, and it is a deadly move, which immediately makes the opponent incapacitated.

"Holy Flame Slash!" Zhao Ji jumped up and slashed down at his opponent with a single move, the blow full of strength in his body.

His opponent was also extremely strong, and he roared away with a sword: "Split Cloud Slash!"

Rumble!

The two blows collided violently in the naked eye, and Zhao Ji couldn't help but snort, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, his chest was a little stuffy.

Unexpectedly, in front of the Holy Yan Ancient Palace, the Holy Yan Decisive was still slightly defeated by the opponent.

He had just used the combat technique, and Zhao Mo's body was a little empty, and his strength could not be supplied, so he looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with an ugly face.

"What a genius boy, he has mastered such a powerful combat skill at a young age, if you are willing to hand over the combat skill you just used, I can say a few kind words in front of the city lord and spare you from dying. The middle-aged man looked at Zhao Ji and said with a salivating face, it turned out that he had the idea of Zhao Ji's combat skills.

The Holy Flame was the façade of the Holy Flame Ancient Palace, and at this time, the person in front of him was so presumptuous and outspoken, which made Zhao Ji a little annoyed in his heart.

"Put your mother's bullshit, you want to fight in exchange, take your life in exchange!" Zhao Ji said, ignoring his weak body, and rushed towards the middle-aged man with all his strength.

Since following Ao Feng, Zhao Mo has also become brave, and in the face of such a battle, he is also desperately not afraid of death, which is very different from Zhao Mo in the space that once became his own.

"Looking for death!" The middle-aged man's face sank, and he rushed forward with a loud shout, and slashed down with a knife.

"Dang!"

The two weapons touched again, Zhao Ji's shoulders trembled, his steps quickly retreated again, and his hands were numb from the shock.

"Drink!"

The middle-aged man didn't give Zhao Yi a chance to breathe, and his figure flashed and approached again, intending to give Zhao G a fatal blow.

The steel knife fell domineeringly, and Zhao Ji's face was ugly, and he blocked the long sword above his head with difficulty, trying to resist the blow. Although he has no bottom in his heart, there is no other way at the moment.

"Dang!"

A sharp sound spread, and because of the force, Zhao Ji's legs couldn't bear it and knelt down, smashing all the stones on the ground.

The hands that were desperately holding on were above their heads, and the tremors were getting bigger and bigger.

With a mockery on his face, the middle-aged man asked again, "To give or not to give the combat skills?"

Zhao Ji didn't think about it and responded: "Don't think about it!"

Seeing that Zhao Ji's mouth was so hard, a murderous intent flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he suddenly withdrew the steel knife, and then slashed it with greater force than the previous one.

Just as the middle-aged man's steel knife was about to fall, a black phantom flashed imperceptibly.

Immediately afterwards, a trace of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of the mouth of the middle-aged man holding the steel knife.

Zhao Ji waited for a long time and didn't wait for the middle-aged man's attack, and couldn't help but raise his head suspiciously, and the scene he saw made him stunned.

"Ao Feng?"

I saw a middle-aged man's chest, a long black stick running through, looking at the weapon, it was Ao Feng's weapon.

Zhao Mo turned back suddenly, only to see Ao Feng standing behind him expressionlessly, holding a stick in one hand, and the tip of the stick pierced through the chest of the middle-aged man, and it was a blow to solve this strong man.

"Ao Feng, how are you?" Zhao Mo also thought that Ao Feng had recovered, and hurriedly got up, which showed that Ao Feng ignored himself, and his heart sank again.

"Brother Ao Feng will attack the enemy on his own, but he still ignores us. Nalan Yunqing, who ran over, said breathlessly, his face full of worry.

Zhao Mo nodded, and without waiting for him to say anything, Ao Feng turned around and rushed to the next enemy again, with a speed that was astonishing. What's even more strange is that Ao Feng can know who is an enemy and who is a friend.

"It's really weird, even we sober people can't tell who to help, Ao Feng actually knows. Zhao Ji shook his head and said, and the two hurriedly followed Ao Feng.

Soon, Su Xiang and the others gathered together, and with Ao Feng's joining, the weaker people of the wolf-headed mercenary group were almost killed in one blow, and the battle situation was reversed in an instant.

"Who is this guy?" Sun Wolf, the leader of the wolf-headed mercenary group who found the abnormality, said suspiciously, hesitated for a moment and beckoned into the distance: "Second brother and third brother, kill that crazy kid first!"

Hearing this, the two people in the distance immediately rushed over, and the three of them directly surrounded Ao Feng, intending to join forces to kill Ao Feng directly.

Ao Feng saw that the three of them blocked the way, and rushed forward without the slightest hesitation, and the black wooden sticks flashed out, and the speed of the dance formed a series of virtual shadows in the dark night, looking like there were countless black wooden sticks, making people not know which side was real and which side was fake.

"Why is this kid so fast?" Sun Wolf exclaimed, not understanding why a person could use speed to such a speed. You must know that if a person forcibly squeezes his speed too high, it is very likely that he will damage the meridians, and even break the meridians.

"Let's go together. Sun Wolf was a little solemn in his heart, and he shouted and rushed forward first.

Ao Feng's face was expressionless, like a god of death, and the black wooden stick stabbed out furiously through a trace of black light.

With this blow, the three of them seemed to hear an eagle's chirp, which was very light and unnoticeable. But the three people who were very close could hear it clearly.

Before Sun Wolf could think about what was going on, the black wooden stick was already approaching his third brother.

"Ding!"

A piercing voice made people's hearts tighten, and the next scene made everyone stunned.

"Boom!"

A heart-stirring sound spread, and the long sword blocking the third brother's body was actually smashed by Ao Feng's stick, and the long sword turned into countless fragments and splashed everywhere, stabbing the mercenaries who were gathered around and ready to rush up to help at any time.

And Sun Wolf's third brother was also brutally pierced through his body by the black wooden stick in Ao Feng's hand because of the breaking of the long sword. "You...... This...... How can this be...... Can you ......" The third brother closed his eyelids unwillingly after speaking, and fell to the ground as Ao Feng pulled back the black wooden stick.

"Third brother!"

This scene made the two brothers who were close at hand tremble, and this horror seemed to have covered the anger and hatred.

"The situation has changed, there are half-saint powerhouses here, everyone retreat!" Seeing that the situation was not right, Sun Wolf hurriedly yelled at the people of the wolf-headed mercenary group, while he turned around and ran.

Since the two of them were close at hand, Ao Feng naturally wouldn't let it go, and the moment the second brother turned around, Ao Feng rushed up at a faster speed, and the black wooden stick appeared directly behind him on his chest at the moment he turned around.

The second brother looked at the stick that suddenly appeared in front of him, and his eyes were full of disbelief. He is also a spiritual realm ninefold powerhouse, can the person who can take him down without much effort, is it really a half-saint powerhouse?

All these doubts did not take him to think about it, and no one told him the answer. As Ao Feng withdrew the black stick, the sparkle in his eyes quickly disappeared, and then he fell to the ground with a bang.

In the blink of an eye, the two top powerhouses died in the hands of Ao Feng in such an unknown way, and the wolf-headed mercenary group in confusion finally knew what the head of the group said, and fled in all directions with frightened faces.

And Ao Feng, who was addicted to killing, did not realize any danger at all, and chased after him with a black wooden stick, and disappeared into the night in a few flashes.

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