Chapter 1100

"Yes! Yes! That's it! Kill me like old seven!"

Zheng Feiyue's voice, like a tempting criminal devil, is full of temptation: "kill me, the Golden Dragon flag is still you to resist, and my treasures are all yours. The most important thing is that as long as I die, you will no longer owe anyone. No one in the world can bind you!"

Magic gas burst.

Wang Po's eyes were red and came across the battlefield.

"Ha ha ha!"

Zheng Feiyue laughed as if he saw the fruits of a quarter of hard cultivation. Finally, it was the harvest season, and many fruits were within reach.

The wind is blowing, and Wang Po is close at hand.

A golden flame rushed out of the bronze body and went straight to the king.

Although Wang Po was in a rage, he didn't lose his reason. When he saw the golden flame coming, the evil gas tentacle turned into a sharp sword and went to the golden flame.

Poof poof!

The tentacle pierced the target. The gold flame was as fragile as paper paste and turned into gold scraps. Then, the magic Qi wrapped the gold scraps and began to refine.

Wang Po's red eyes were incomparably scarlet, and he said in a harsh voice, "I refined Lao Qi like this. If you want to follow his footsteps, I will make you perfect!"

Over time.

The gold crumbs darkened little by little until they disappeared into invisibility.

Wang looked around in a daze. He could no longer feel the trace of the man's existence. However, he was dazed and even suspicious.

Zheng Feiyue was refined by himself?

So easy?

Or is Zheng Feiyue bluffing all the time? But with his shrewdness, how could he put himself in such a dangerous situation when he knew that he was not healthy?

This is not his style!

……

All those who are enemies of Zheng Feiyue have summed up a law: the more you think it is safe, the more dangerous it is, because that person never puts the danger in the open.

Wang Po was very cautious and looked around the battlefield.

Although the strength of Zheng Feiyue's men is good, there are still many gaps compared with the top leaders of various sects. It's only a matter of time before they lose.

Is the problem with the brass rust?

Thinking of this, Wang Po flashed in front of the bronze rust, covered his palm on the other party's celestial cover, and his eyebrows wrinkled deeply after quietly perceiving it.

The rust is "clean" and not greasy.

Just then, a violent roar came from the sky.

Wang Po looked up.

Two figures fell from the sky and hit the ground badly. Then, the black dragon turned into an adult and landed slowly. Leng hum: "just you two are not my opponents!"

Gemini lost!

Then Yuchi Gong, Han Shizhong, Zhang Dingbian, Chang Yuchun and others lost one after another.

Seeing this scene, I don't know why, Wang Po didn't have too many ideas, but suddenly felt a little sleepy.

"Wang Po!"

Qian Jun shouted, awakened Wang Po from his unknown sleepiness and asked him, "have you solved Zheng Feiyue?"

The war was fierce before. Everyone only knew that Wang Po and Jin Yan were fighting, but they didn't pay attention to the results. Not to mention them, even Wang Po himself was muttering.

"It should be... Solved." Wang Po replied.

Qian Jun frowned. On the one hand, he didn't quite understand Wang Po's words. On the other hand, he also doubted the result: "how to solve it? It went so smoothly. Is there any fraud?"

Wang Po briefly explained the process.

Qian Jun was a little silly: "do you mean that Zheng Feiyue's previous performances were just bluff? These were all pretended!"

"It should be."

Wang Po's answer is still very uncertain.

Others, like Qian Jun, are not sure at all.

Before the assassination began, everyone had a premonition of the danger of this operation and was ready to fight hard or even die.

Who ever thought that just after warming up, everything was over?

The difference between imagination and reality is so great that the bosses are confused.

"Will it be a bitter meat trick?" Kui ghost of the five ghost sect put forward his own guess. "Today's Zheng Feiyue is not real, he is still hidden somewhere."

Qian Jun frowned and pointed to the defeated people of the iron blood camp: "if it's a bitter meat trick, Zheng Feiyue has no reason to take his own people in. Moreover, he wants to compete for the supremacy with the divine medicine sect. What's the use of the bitter meat trick? Deceive our sight, and then recruit troops and horses anonymously?"

"Maybe he's really dead."

LV Jian said, in fact, he didn't believe that Zheng Feiyue would die so easily, but it would be best if he could stop everyone's thoughts.

"Impossible!"

Qian Jun flatly denied it, and his premonition was very bad.

Just then, a big yawn sounded, which was very untimely.

The crowd followed the example.

Wang Po looked embarrassed and waved his hand. "Don't blame you, don't blame you. Maybe you haven't had a good rest these days."

Although they felt strange, they didn't ask much and continued to explore.

Next, they took some measures against the people of the iron blood camp. Even the poor copper rust was not spared. As a result, they got nothing. Zheng Feiyue seemed to be really dead!

Before long, several monks in disciple costumes came out of the dense forest and asked the leaders whether to remove the array with a radius of 10 kilometers?

Although the heaven and earth absolute life array is powerful, its consumption is amazing. No one can afford to maintain it for a long time.

Here comes the problem.

At this time, withdraw the heaven and earth death array. What if Zheng Feiyue pretends to be dead and takes the opportunity to escape? You know, the original intention of arranging this array is to kill Zheng Feiyue's last chance to live!

But you can't spend it all the time

Finally, Qian Jun made a decision and said, "the array was removed. Three thousand disciples scattered around a hundred miles to search for suspicious places. If they found anything, they would send an alarm signal immediately."

"Yes!"

The disciple took orders and left.

Qian Jun breathed out a sigh and said anxiously, "at present, it can only be so. Fortunately, we have hostages in our hands. Even if Zheng Feiyue wants to play tricks, he can't succeed easily."

"Maybe we are deceiving ourselves and others. Zheng Feiyue is really dead."

Qui ghost said.

"It's so best!" the left Dharma protector snorted coldly and asked, "how long will we stay here?"

If it were not for the sake of getting rid of Zheng Feiyue, the evil god sect would not come to this muddy water, let alone join hands with enemies such as Qian Jun and Wang Po. At the moment, things are at an impasse, and the left Dharma protector naturally wants to retreat.

Qian Jun said, "wait one night until dawn tomorrow. The disciples have no search results. It's meaningless for us to stay here again. We can return to our sect."

"Superfluous!"

Zuo protector was not satisfied with Qian Jun's decision, but he just complained and didn't object. Then he greeted the black dragon and found a dense tree to take shelter from the rain.

At this time, the heaven and earth death array has been removed, and the heavy rain can wash the jungle again.

Others are also looking for a place to take shelter from the rain, or meditate or close their eyes. In short, in such weather, no one is in the mood to chat, and the scene is silent.

Time passed and it was late at night.

With his back against the tree and his head tilted to one side, Wang Po seemed to be asleep and even snored slightly.

I don't know who said, "the demon king's body is really elegant. You can sleep in this environment."

The speaker is careless and the listener is intentional.

Qian Jun, who had felt something wrong since Zheng Feiyue disappeared, jumped up and shouted, "come on! Wake up Wang Po! We missed the most important point!"