Chapter 380

Last night, the rampage of monsters and beasts did not completely disappear. After walking for dozens of miles, Luo Feng met five monsters and beasts.

Four of them are level 3 monsters and one is level 4 monsters. All of them were killed by Luo Feng.

Continue on the way, the sky gradually becomes bright, around is no longer a barren landscape, you can see the light green buds from the soil, has left the range of the bloody wasteland.

There are no high-level monsters nearby. The sporadic monsters are only level 1 and level 2 low-level monsters.

Without the threat of monsters, Luofeng quickened his pace.

In the afternoon, Luofeng reached the scope of Qingfeng town.

There began to be sporadic fighters around, including Ziyang college students, but Luo Feng was wearing casual clothes, no one recognized him.

"I don't know what happened to Ruolan."

Luo Feng looks at the students of Ziyang college who appear nearby. There is an urge to see each other as ice is blue in front of him.

Speed up the pace, catch up with a section of the road, Luo Feng suddenly stopped, there is a faint bloody air in the air, the voice came from the front.

Luo Feng astringes the breath and quietly leans to the sound source.

There is a vacant lot in front of us. There are many people standing there.

Five strong men in blue stood in a semicircle, surrounded by three young girls in the uniform of Ziyang college students. The first young girl looked at three young girls with a bad face.

Next to the clearing, there is the body of a sawtooth pig. There are several big holes in the body. The blood smell comes from this.

Luo Feng approached within 100 meters, and his eyes fell on several girls trapped in the middle, slightly stunned.

These three are several female students he met in the square of the college when he left the college last time.

Three female students stood together and looked at the blue young man in front with indignation. One of the round faced girls said angrily, "Fang Lin, get out of the way quickly. If you are seen by the college's elder martial brother and elder martial sister, you can't bear to go!"

Fang Lin is about seventeen or eighteen years old. His eyes are very uncomfortable.

Luo Feng takes a look at Dazhao and looks at him. He is actually a young master in the middle of bachong Prefecture.

Fang Lin looked at the round faced girl, with a sinister smile on her face, and said with a smile, "three, I've got a rough road. I'll shoot this sawtooth pig for you. Don't you thank me, but I'll still talk to you in such an attitude?"

When the round faced girl heard the words, there was anger on her small face, and a layer of blush came out on her cheeks. She glared at the young man in blue: "we didn't ask you for help, it's your own meddling!"

Just now, the three of them are hunting sawtooth pig here. After finishing the college task, they are about to kill sawtooth pig. Suddenly, Fang Lin brings people to kill sawtooth pig without discrimination. They have to save them.

"Unbridled! Dare to talk to our childe like this, I don't know what to do! " A warrior in blue nearby roared.

The martial artist in blue is the cultivation of the seven fold Tibetan Jing Jing Jing Jing Jing Jing Jing Jing, while the round faced girl is just the five fold rigid and soft Jing. She is oppressed by the other's momentum, and she can't help but step back and hide behind the tall girl.

Dai Mei, a tall girl, is slightly wrinkled. Fang Lin is the son of Fang family, a big family in Qingfeng town. He is a famous dandy in Qingfeng town. He can't easily offend.

After thinking for a while, the girl said: "master Fang Lin, this time you saved the three of us. I'm very grateful to Qin Shuang. Could you please let us go?"

The round faced girl pointed to the body of the sawtooth pig on the ground and said, "this sawtooth pig is something we have not easily hunted. It cannot be cheap for them!"

Fang Lin smelt the words and smiled vaguely. Looking at the tall girl Qin Shuang, he said: "I can give you the monster material. I'm not interested in this kind of low-level monster material. However, it is not sincere of you to thank you. "

The tall girl's face changed slightly, and her voice was cold: "what do you want?"

Fang Lin glanced at the martial artist in blue who had just spoken to him. The latter immediately understood and looked at Qin Shuang and said with a smile, "it's very simple. You can have a meal with my young master."

"No way!" The round faced girl didn't want to, but refused directly.

Fang Lin suddenly changed color. The martial artist in green beside him had a cold breath. He pinched his fingers and said with a sneer, "I suggest you agree."

Another martial artist in blue said with a smile: "my young master is a master of bachong Prefecture. Even the first person in Ziyang college is not my young master's opponent. If my young master goes to the new hero conference, he must be the first new hero! How many people are lining up to see our young master. He is lucky to see you three. Don't be ungrateful! "

Hearing this compliment, Fang Lin was a little complacent and said with a smile, "I'm not interested in the position of the first new hero. My goal is to lead the top ten new dragons."

"Yes, young master's ambition is what we can figure out." Seeing that Fang Lin was not angry, the martial artist in Qingyi flattered him again.

When the three girls heard this, they were disgusted, but did not speak.

The other side's meaning is very clear, and will never give up. The three of them have just entered the inner court, but they are not rivals at all.

For a while, none of them knew what to do.

"Ten new dragons, that's a big tone." When they were wondering, a sound came.

"Who?" The faces of the martial artists in blue changed suddenly, their eyes were murderous, and they looked back in the direction of the voice.

Luo Feng walked step by step, three girls saw him, his face showed surprise color.

"Brother Luofeng!" The round faced girl shouted, her face excited.

Luo Feng nodded, looked at Fang Lin, and said lightly: "my younger martial sisters don't agree with your invitation. Take your people with you. I don't need to investigate what happened just now. "

"Well?"

Hearing this, the faces of the martial artists in green changed. They didn't expect that the other side was so bold that they dared to say this in front of Fang Lin, which was absolutely arrogant.

"No investigation? What are you! " A warrior in blue roared, shaking the ground to fight slightly.

Fang Lin's face was also very ugly. He looked at Luo Feng with cold eyes. The cold wind in the air swept over him. An invisible pressure came down from nowhere. It shrouded Luo Feng. The temperature nearby suddenly dropped. The ground around Luo Feng was covered with a layer of cold air, and soon it was frosty.

Luo Feng is still close step by step, his eyes are calm, the cold air is close to him for a foot, and then it disappears without trace, as if it is blocked by invisible force.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the martial artists in green changed slightly.

Fang Lin is the cultivation of eight levels of prefectural environment. Under the influence of momentum, the martial artists of seven levels of Tibetan fine environment can't bear it, but the other side doesn't even frown!

The girl with round face looks at Luo Feng. She looks proud and makes a face to Fang Lin.

Fang Lin's face was very ugly. He wanted to oppress Luo Feng with his momentum and give the other party a ride. He didn't expect that it didn't work at all. Instead, he made a fool of himself and lost face.

A pair of eyes stare at Luo Feng. Fang Lin sends out a chill and says: "I advise you to leave here now. Otherwise, don't blame me! "

Luo Feng stopped, eyes calm, cold way: "I also advise you, immediately with your people roll!"

"Boy, what are you? How dare you talk to my young master like this!"

There was a roar. As soon as the green warrior standing on the left side of Fanglin stepped on the ground, his body dived over, and his hands were slashed out. The red Zhang Gang brought up a hot wave of air, which made the air in the open area blow up a gust of wind.

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Luo Feng stretched out his left hand and grabbed it at will. He directly grabbed the hand of the martial artist in blue and exploded it. He squeezed the fist of the opponent and exerted a little force.

"Ah!"

Accompanied by the clear sound of bone fracture, a shrill scream sounded. The martial artist in blue, who was caught by Luo Feng, was pale, with cold sweat on his forehead and twisted look, obviously suffered a great deal of pain.

When other martial artists in Qingyi saw this scene, their faces were cold. The martial artists in Qingyi who had released the weapon were in the late cultivation of Qichong Tibetan Jing. The attack was so easily blocked.

"Boy, die for me!"

The warrior in blue, who was caught by Luo Feng, was pale and ferocious. He clenched his left hand and blew it out with all his strength.

Luo Feng didn't look at it either. He hit directly.

Boom!

In the burst sound of vigorous Qi, there was another scream. The body of the martial artist in blue flew out like a broken sack and fell to the ground. With a whoop, he spewed out a large mouthful of blood. His left arm was shrugged aside and twisted at a strange angle. It was obviously useless.

The martial artists in Qingyi around took a breath of cold air. Luo Feng even killed one person in front of so many of them! Even Fang Lin didn't expect Luo Feng to have such courage. He was stunned for a moment.

Luo Feng looked at Fang Lin and others, indifferent, and said lightly, "who else?"

After being swept by Luo Feng's eyes, the rest of the martial artists in green felt like swords in their throats. They could not help but shrink their necks. No one dared to say a word, which was different from the arrogant and domineering appearance just now.

They are all seven fold Tibetan Jing Jing Jing cultivation. They saw that their companion was maimed by Luo Feng's fist. They dare not to fight.

Fang Lin's face was gloomy and his eyes were like swords. Luo Feng is in front of him. He's clearly beating his face.

"You don't want to leave here standing today!"

Fang Lin's clothes are hunting, and his whole body sends out a chill, which makes the nearby martial artists in green can't help shivering.

Luo Feng's face didn't stir up any waves. He stood up with his hands in his hands and said coldly, "you can try."

Fang Lin's eyes are slightly coagulated. He has broken out all his strength in the mid-term cultivation of the eight fold Prefecture. The other side can still be so calm. If it is not a fool, it is that the other side has absolute confidence. The former is obviously impossible, which gives him a sense of crisis.

When Fang Lin hesitated, one of the martial artists in green beside seemed to think of something. Looking at Luo Feng, he cried in horror.

"I remember that he is Luo Feng of Ziyang college, the first of the four new heroes this year!"