The night in the red flame desert is always bleak. The terrifying roar of animals in the night keeps ringing. The fire in the heart of the earth occasionally rises from the bottom of the earth, which gives people a sense of terror.
In the stone forest, Luo Feng sat behind a boulder with his knees crossed and closed his eyes for cultivation. The other three also found a place to rest in the Lee.
Whoops, whoops
In the middle of the night, the night wind suddenly rose. The black wind came through the stone forest and made a low roar. The bonfire was twisted and could not be still.
If there is no footsteps hidden in the night wind, a tall figure hidden in the shadow of the stone forest slowly approach to Luofeng, a cold light in the night is particularly dazzling.
Through the light of the fire, you can see the tall figure. It's Yuan Mei who was rescued by Luo Feng from the red poisonous scorpion. At the moment, she has a pair of eyes without any emotion, staring at Luo Feng.
Not far away, thin middle-aged do not know when to open their eyes, eyes revealed a trace of expectation.
Although Yuan Mei was only the early cultivation of lingxuanjing Jiuchong, she was good at stealth assassination. She once silently killed a late warrior of lingxuanjing Jiuchong. The enemy of that time was an old man who had been fighting in the Jianghu for decades. His experience was far beyond Luofeng's ability.
Yuan Mei's attractive posture seemed to blend into the night and move forward quietly.
Twenty meters!
Fifteen meters!
Eight meters!
Three meters!
At this time, Yuan Mei even heard Luo Feng's even breath, and saw that the other side still had no feeling of meditation practice, a pair of bright eyes flashed a cold awn, and the ruddy lips raised a smile.
Wheeze!
With a slight shake of the white wrist, the soft sword in Yuan Mei's hand came out through the hole, like a silver snow lightning, piercing Luo Feng's eyebrow at an incredible speed.
At this time, Luo Feng suddenly opened his eyes, sharp eyes like knives, shining in the night.
Yuan Mei's eyes were startled and his sword changed. Silver snow thin sword laid a light barrier in front of him, and his figure flew backward.
When she stopped, Yuan Mei's palms were already in cold sweat. Mei Mou looked at Luo Feng, who was motionless: "you..."
Just a moment ago when she and Luo Feng's eyes touched, a terrible chill rose all over her body. She has been wandering the Jianghu for so many years. She is very familiar with this feeling. It's a sense of life hanging on the line, so she went back in a hurry regardless of all changes.
But, until now, Luo Feng still sits in place, does not even move a finger.
After patting his clothes, Luo Feng stood up, glanced over the three people and said with a sneer, "what are you doing?"
"Young Xia Luo We... "
The man in black looks stiff and falters.
Next to him, a pair of thin and middle-aged brows were frowning. Luo Feng's calm eyes made him feel uncomfortable, as if something extremely terrible was about to happen.
But as soon as the idea appeared, it was immediately denied by him. Anyway, he saw that Luo Feng had eaten the barbecue containing the juice of primordium swallowing, and only now did he start, just to give full play to the efficacy.
Judging from the time, the efficacy of the current swallowing grass should have been released by seven or eight%. Even if Luofeng is a gifted martial artist, his strength is only two or three%, and he cannot be his opponent.
Thinking of this, the thin, middle-aged eyes show ferocity, grinning: "young Xia Luo, in fact, it's no big deal, just want to ask you to leave your life."
"I see."
"Let me keep my life?"
Luo Feng looked calm and said with a light smile, "it turns out that this is how you repay me for saving your life."
Hearing this, the man in black looks embarrassed and says, "elder brother, young Xia Luo saved our life. This matter I think it's better to forget. "
"Shut up!"
The thin and middle-aged man gave a cold drink, interrupted the words of the Black Warrior, looked at Luo Feng, and his face was gloomy. "Boy, I know this is not right for you, but this world is originally a cruel world of predatory, strange only because you are too naive. Don't worry, I haven't forgotten your kindness to us. I will not let you suffer, I will give you a happy one. "
Luo Feng drew out the emperor's inflamed heaven breaking Sabre and said lightly: "you're right. It's really a cruel world of the jungle. It's just that you seem to have misread your position. "
"I'm afraid you don't know," he said with a smile, "you just ate the barbecue with the juice of the swallowing grass. The swallowing grass can quietly corrode the vitality of the warrior. Now it's an hour since you ate the barbecue. I'm afraid you can't even beat a spiritual eight heavy warrior."
Yuan Mei showed a charming smile and said with a greasy smile: "young Xia Luo, how is my skill?"
Luo Feng said indifferently, "since I can save you, I can kill you."
"Boy, I still dare to speak up."
The thin and middle-aged had some inexplicable uneasiness. Hearing Luo Feng's words, they didn't want to delay any more. They said to the enchanting woman, "Yuan Mei, we killed him together!"
"Good."
Boom!
The voice falls. The lean warrior holds the sabre with both hands, and his momentum soars. He breaks the ground with one foot and cuts the sabre more than four feet in the air. At the same time, the charming woman also made a move, and her body rose up with bright golden light, which made people feel cold and sharp.
"Breaking mountains and waves!"
"Cold current aurora sword."
In an instant, the whole space was turbulent. A huge Sabre light cut down, enveloped the direction where Luo Feng was. The air was violently compressed like a wave of water.
Then, a golden sword light poured out, like the spring rain, leaving no space, like the summer rain, burst wildly, between heaven and earth, like a golden sword rain, dense, invisible end, began endless strangulation.
In the face of the two men's all-out attack, Luo Feng's face remained unchanged. Behind the sabre, a simple fist burst out.
Boom!
With a loud bang, the heaven and earth shook together. The space in front of Luo Feng broke out in a terrible wave. The ground collapsed in a large area in a moment. The fist power of the king of fire fist was overwhelming and rolled out.
Poop!
In front of the terrifying fist force, the sword light and the sword rain could not support for a moment. As soon as they touched each other, they were smashed and disappeared. Yuan Mei and the thin middle-aged man behind them were spraying thick blood mist with their mouths open, and their figures could not stop retreating.
This change stunned the Black Warrior standing by.
"You You're not poisoned? "
Stop body shape, thin middle-aged frighten looking at Luo Feng. He joined hands with Yuan Mei to fight with all his strength, which was enough to threaten the warriors in the later stage of lingxuanjing. However, Luo Feng defeated them with a simple fight and even injured them. There was no sign that they were corroded by the grass poison of Yuan Dynasty.
Yuan Mei's face was pale, but also a face of horror and doubt.