Chapter 562

At the same time, Shen Feng, who was meditating in the shade of the tree, suddenly opened his eyes.

Seeing this scene, the three small family friars were startled and thought that their complaint had been heard by the other party.

However, after opening his eyes, Shen Feng didn't pay attention to the three small family friars at all, but looked dignified and focused on the dense jungle not far from them.

A breeze blew gently, and his ears could not help shaking. It seemed that he was listening carefully.

Suddenly, a sharp cold light burst out in his deep eyes, and then immediately turned to remind the middle-aged man beside him:

"Uncle Ruicheng, someone is coming!"

Hearing the speech, the middle-aged man and another Shen clan immediately looked at the dense forest along his eyes.

However, when they explored, they found no figure.

Just then, a monk of Qingyun gate shouted loudly:

"Everyone is ready to fight. Someone touched the early warning talisman!"

After listening to this, other monks who were still recuperating showed their own magic tools and carefully explored the surrounding situation.

At the next moment, several sharpened thick trunks flew out of the dense forest and rushed directly at them.

"Kill!"

The Qingyun sect disciple who practiced Qi perfectly shouted a murderous cry.

He rushed out first, waved a sword spirit with the spirit sword in his hand, and directly split a tree trunk into several sections.

Then a team of monks in the later stage of Qi training rushed out of the dense forest opposite.

There are not many, not few, but also ten people in this team. The leading friar, who practices Qi and is full, is wearing the clothes of the external disciples of Wuji sect.

Without too much nonsense, the friars of both sides killed each other immediately after meeting.

Because both Qingyun sect and Wuji sect have given rich rewards for their war achievements, the morale of the Qi training friars on both sides of the war has greatly increased.

At this time, in the eyes of both friars, the head on each other's neck is already the coveted cultivation resources.

The disciple of Qingyun sect who practices Qi perfectly and the friar of Wuji sect who practices Qi perfectly have been fighting together.

They use a sword and a sword, and constantly collide with brilliant sparks in the air.

I saw that a middle-aged woman practicing Qi for nine layers suddenly snatched from the other friars. It seemed that she wanted to attack Qingyun sect disciples together with the man.

Seeing this behind the scenes, the nine layer people of the Shen family who practiced Qi immediately offered magic weapons to meet them and intercepted them.

Before long, everyone on the battlefield had found their opponents.

At the edge of the battlefield, Shen Feng's figure kept moving, and behind him was a Wuji friar.

At this time, all the opponents on the battlefield are of the same level or even lower than their own cultivation. However, for Shen Feng, his own cultivation is the lowest among all the people present, so he has to face the opponent with higher cultivation than himself.

"Boy, don't run if you have the ability!"

The man with seven layers of Qi was roaring behind Shen Feng.

Originally, when he saw that his opponent had only one six layer friar practicing Qi, he was full of disdain, ready to beat him as quickly as possible, and then rob other heads.

However, to his surprise, before they fought, the other party turned and fled, and ran faster than the rabbit.

The most irritating thing is that he can't catch up with the little rabbit at his speed!

On the other side, Shen Feng constantly showed his light body method, and easily moved a distance of more than ten feet between tossing and moving.

As he moved quickly, he also paid attention to the man behind him, so that the distance between them was just right.

"Little rabbit, look where you're going!"

Obviously irritated, the man immediately took out a second-class wind chasing talisman with aura from his sleeve.

He pasted the talisman on his feet, the speed immediately increased by a large section, and gradually began to pull into the distance from Shen Feng.

Seeing that they are getting closer and closer, they will be chased soon.

At this time, Shen Feng, who had been trying hard to escape before, suddenly turned around, and a second-class silver moon bow appeared in his hand.

In the twinkling of an eye, a long dark arrow roared out, far faster than the imagination of a man with gills!

This second-class top-grade magic weapon was specially refined for Shen Feng by Zhao Jie at Shen Ruiling's request. It's called [wind chasing arrow].

Its bow body is refined from the spine bone of a second-order peak wind flying snake, and its matching eight long black arrows are also refined from black iron and wind spiritual materials.

There is also a groove on the bow body, which can put the wind attribute spirit stone to further improve the speed and lethality of the bow and arrow.

Shen Feng was originally a friar of fenglinggen. His speed was naturally extraordinary. In addition, with this silver moon bow tailored for him, even in the later stage of Qi training, the friar may not be able to avoid the attack of that arrow in a hurry.

Before that, the man with cheeks had just inspired a second-class and top-grade wind chasing talisman. The whole man's speed reached the extreme, and there was no time to open the distance again.

Moreover, he didn't expect that Shen Feng would have the courage to turn around and attack, so he didn't sacrifice his protective magic weapon at the first time.

Looking at the long black arrow coming to him like lightning, the pupil of the man on his cheek was magnified countless times, and the whole face was full of panic.

"Puff ~"

The dark arrow ran through his throat and pierced his neck.

A column of blood rushed out of the neck of the man, and the crimson blood gushed out like a fountain.

"You ~"

He seemed to want to say something, but the blood that kept coming out blocked his throat and made him speechless.

The man with cheeks stretched out his hand to cover the gushing blood column, but as soon as his hand covered the wound on his neck, he immediately fell down and lost all his vitality.

A monk practicing Qi for seven layers fell under Shen Feng's [wind chasing arrow].

After the man with cheeks fell to the ground, Shen Feng immediately came to him, put away the dark arrow, and then quickly put away his head on his neck and his portable jade storage box.

Before leaving, he also pasted the wind chasing talisman on the man's leg that had not exhausted his spiritual power to himself.

After quickly picking up the booty, Shen Feng's figure quickly returned to the battlefield.

At this time, the monks on both sides of the battlefield had also suffered casualties.

Two people have fallen at Qingyun gate, and two people have fallen at wujizong. Together with the man who died under Shen Feng's arrow, three people have fallen.

In terms of the number of people, there is one more friar of Qingyun sect than that of Wuji sect, but in terms of cultivation, Wuji sect has one more friar who practices Qi for eight layers than Qingyun sect.

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