"Huh, can you talk?"

Moreover, judging from the voice, it was the Death Scythe himself who spoke just now!

Qin Feng was stunned, but he was a little surprised.

The Death Scythe was clearly not in sight, and it was impossible to split the Divine Consciousness in two, so it seemed that there was only one possibility, and that was that someone used a special method to secretly manipulate the Death Scythe and the huge black scythe.

As Qin Feng groaned, the big scythe on the opposite side suddenly disappeared in the air after turning in a circle in the air.

Qin Feng's heart tightened, and an inexplicable sense of death hit his heart.

The Heavenly Demon Blood Coffin appeared in an instant, taking Qin Feng and Li Haoran in.

At the same time, a metallic sound of "bang" came out, and a huge black blade slashed down on the body of the Heavenly Demon Blood Qi coffin, and at the same time, the huge anti-shock force shook the black scythe out of the coffin.

The scythe flew out several feet again, and after a few spirals in the air, it was able to stabilize, and then from the top of the black blade, a grimace as black as ink stretched out, and when he opened his eyes, he was shocked in vain, and blurted out—

"Heavenly Demon Blood Qi Coffin!"

There was obviously a sense of horror in the other party's voice!

was keenly caught by Qin Feng.

Pulling open the corner of the coffin, Qin Feng showed his head and laughed wildly at the big scythe outside: "It's good to know the way, hurry up and get out of me, if it ruins my good deeds, don't blame me for killing you!"

Qin Feng's words were full of threats and killing intent!

Qin Feng could feel the other party's hesitation, and it seemed that his threat still had a certain effect.

The grimace on the black scythe squinted a pair of eyes, staring at the Heavenly Demon Blood Qi Coffin for a while, and finally sighed and asked, "What do you call Your Excellency?"

"Naked corpse!"

Qin Feng had a quick move and reported the name of the Red Corpse Ancestor.

Hearing this, Grimace squinted, thought about it, and said in surprise: "Red Corpse Ancestor?"

Unexpectedly, the other party had heard of the name of the red corpse.

"That's right, it's the old man, how?" After saying that, Qin Feng stretched out a hand, and the bone-white marrow spirit bone fire instantly bloomed in the palm of his hand, and said with a cruel smile: "Do you want to come up and try the old man's magical powers, and see if I can destroy you?"

Seeing the marrow spirit bone fire, the other party's gaze suddenly shrank, and his face was full of jealousy!

Obviously, this death scythe is the great name of the Soul Bone Fire of the Dao of Knowledge.

"Hmph, count you ruthless, let's see!"

The ghost head snorted coldly, with all kinds of unwillingness, with a roar, a huge ghost head stretched out from the blade of the black scythe, and after swallowing the scythe into his stomach, it turned into a thick black gas, and quickly galloped away in a direction in mid-air. Before Qin Feng could react, he escaped somewhere in the void and disappeared.

Obviously, in the eyes of the death sickle, in his current state, it is unlikely that he will snatch Li Haoran back from the unfathomable naked corpse in front of him. This person is also decisive, and the things that have been decided will never drag the mud and water, and he will go very directly, directly teleporting out of Shujian Mountain.

Seeing that the death sickle was gone, Qin Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It was really dangerous just now, even if the other party only had one weapon, but that huge oppressive force was not something that Qin Feng could withstand at his current level. Fortunately, there was a big black cloth on his body, which made it difficult for the other party to sense his true cultivation, coupled with the intimidation of the Heavenly Demon Blood Qi Coffin and the Marrow Spirit Bone Fire, he barely scared the other party away.

"What a fluke!"

Wiping a handful of sweat oozing from his forehead, Qin Feng hurriedly came out of the Heavenly Demon Blood Qi coffin, put away the coffin, and glanced in the direction of the distance.

While Li Xingjian hadn't chased after him yet, he hurriedly got things done!

After paying attention, Qin Feng hurriedly carried the unconscious Li Haoran and galloped away in the direction of the Ghost Sword Age.

At the same time, in a certain cave outside Shujian Mountain. Two mysterious people sitting upright on the ground, holding the law in their hands, suddenly woke up. One of them, a man in black who was relatively short, suddenly stretched out his right hand, caught a huge black scythe that flew in from outside the cave, and muttered in his mouth: "Red corpse?

Another burly bone spur giant stood up from the hole, touched a broken bone spur on his back, and hummed: "The silver puppet corpse talisman is nothing more than that, it can only exert less than 20% of the strength of the body, this battle is really embarrassing! Next time, ask that guy for two golden puppet corpse talismans to play!"

"Alright, let's get out of here and move on to our next mission!"

The black-robed man said coldly, obviously his emotions were not affected much.

The Bone Spur Giant asked, "Death Scythe, have we failed this mission?"

The cold voice of the death sickle sounded again: "No, sixty percent, the main purpose has been achieved." Judging from today's situation, Li Xingjian, a despicable villain, is afraid that he will not say who the son of the bereaved clan is for the sake of his son's life. In this way, let it stay in Shujian Mountain first!"

"Hmm!"

As the words fell, the two figures suddenly disappeared, as if they had never been here.

...

On the other side, Qin Feng galloped all the way to the top of the Ghost Sword Realm.

"Zhanbai, come out quickly, I'm Qin Feng!"

Far away, Qin Feng shouted eagerly.

Zhan Bai has been standing on the edge of the cliff, watching the ghost wind whistling, his eyes are deep, motionless, I don't know what he is thinking in his heart, but the melancholy on his face is extremely obvious.

However, after hearing Qin Feng's voice, he still came back to his senses.

"Qin Feng, why are you back again?"

In one night, Qin Feng came twice, and this time it was so hurried and sudden, there must be something urgent. Therefore, Zhan Bai asked.

"Of course it's a great thing!"

Qin Feng was very happy, because according to his own plan, as long as he killed Li Haoran, the matter of Zhanbai would be solved, and besides, there were two mysterious people who carried the black pot in this matter, why not?

As soon as he thought that his good friend would get out of the demon barrier in his heart, Qin Feng was extremely happy.

Standing firm, and before he had time to catch his breath, Qin Feng took out the Heavenly Demon Blood Qi Coffin, and as soon as the lid of the coffin opened, Li Haoran and Fang Xinyi were released.

Both of them are now in a coma. But Fang Xinyi has a ruddy complexion, while Li Haoran is full of black energy, obviously a mysterious spell of the Demon Dao.

Qin Feng didn't care so much, and said: "Zhanbai, quickly, kill Li Haoran, take out the Seven Spirit Immortal Lotus, take your woman, and leave Shu Sword Mountain!"

Zhan Bai looked puzzled.

Qin Feng slapped his forehead, and hurriedly told Zhan Bai what happened tonight briefly and quickly, especially the part where Li Haoran wanted to insult Fang Xinyi, Qin Feng focused on describing it.

After the last, Qin Feng did not forget to inform Zhanbai about someone carrying the black pot.

"Kill with confidence, Brother Zhan! This person should die, die a hundred times, it's not a pity, for the sake of your woman, kill!"

Qin Feng finished speaking in one breath and looked at Zhan Bai again.

This time-

Zhanbai is angry, and the consequences are serious...

Qin Feng was happy in his heart.

I guess it's done!