Chapter 870

Digu jungle, inner enclosure area.

Cheng Feng flew over a dense forest and plowed the whole forest in an instant with his eyes like a blade.

Even a fly has no way to escape from such a tight search, let alone a martial artist of an evil sect!

"Childe Cheng Feng, there are no hidden cults here."

Around Cheng Feng, only four or five people followed.

More than 100 other righteous martial artists were sent by Cheng Feng to protect some acquaintances he met when intercepting and killing evil martial artists.

For example, Shushan Liangluo stone, beast peak stone waste, water fire hall red fire... And so on.

Almost all of these people came to rescue Cheng Feng. Regardless of their strength, whether they can help or not, this intention alone gave Cheng Feng a warm feeling in his heart.

But to be honest, their strength is indeed limited.

Although they are all Tianzong wizards, they have not grown up after all.

In order not to let them die innocently when fighting with the evil faction fighters, Cheng Feng asked more than 100 righteous masters and dozens of poultry demons to be divided into more than a dozen groups to protect them.

At this time, they were all scattered in the ancient jungle, strangling the remaining cult fighters.

"Predecessors, it seems that we have searched the east side of the inner enclosure of the imperial ancient jungle."

Cheng Feng took back his eyes: "next, let's search in another direction and try to uproot all the hidden evil sects."

"OK!" the five ZuLong level masters who followed Cheng Feng nodded.

Then change the search direction and continue the search.

The main reason why Cheng Feng is so persistent in searching for the hidden cults is to find the traces of the four talons.

Based on his understanding of the four Tailong people, the other party must have come out of the Tianlong tomb and rushed to rescue himself.

But the strength of the Talon four is too dangerous compared with today's imperial jungle.

If you are careless, you will lose your life.

At this time, Cheng Feng was very upset. He was afraid that when he found the four Tailong people, they had become corpses.

Even, he can't even find the body... If so, Cheng Feng will regret all his life.

"Cheng Feng, don't worry too much."

The little white bird knew what Cheng Feng was worried about and comforted him: "don't look at that guy talon, who is usually careless, but he is fine. He will be fine."

"I hope so..." Cheng Feng nodded slightly.

Then urge the creator's eyes to continue the search.

Next, Cheng Feng and they searched for more than half an hour, but they still got nothing.

"Talon, they won't really have an accident?" Cheng Feng was worried.

But just then, a vague voice of scolding suddenly came from behind a towering mountain in front of us.

"It's Tyrone's voice."

Hearing this sound, Cheng Feng's eyes lit up.

Then he showed the eagle's vertical and horizontal skill and flew to the back of the towering mountain.

In a moment, Cheng Feng flew over the towering mountain. Even if he saw a middle-aged man in black with a torture instrument in his hand, he was torturing a super giant man six meters tall.

The middle-aged man has a white face, fierce eyes and a bone scraping knife in his hand.

The bone scraping knife was a small knife half a foot long. It was inconspicuous, but in the hands of the middle-aged man, it was like having life.

Whew, whew

With the urging of the Yin Li middle-aged man long Li, the blade of the bone scraping knife kept flying around the six meter strong man's body.

And every time the blade danced, it would fiercely stab into the six meter strong man's body, tear open his flesh and blood, and scrape off a pinch of bone powder.

Scraping pain! What is scraping pain?

What the six meter strong man is suffering at the moment is the pain of scraping his bones.

"Damn bastard, kill me if you can!"

The six meter strong man's cultivation is not high. Now he is breaking the fifth territory.

Although he has extremely powerful blood power, he has not been fully developed. He is not the opponent of the gloomy middle-aged man at all.

Because that gloomy middle-aged man has ZuLong's top cultivation.

"Hey, hey, kill you?"

The Yin Li middle-aged man sneered: "as a good friend of Cheng Feng's little beast, how can I let you die easily?"

"This time, I'll scrape off all your bone powder, and then pack it and send it to Cheng Feng's little beast, so that his life is better than death!"

"Cheng Feng?"

The six meter strong man understood: "you dog bastard is aiming at me to revenge Cheng Feng?"

"It's not just revenge."

Yin Li middle-aged humanitarian: "I will let Cheng Feng, that little beast, pay a heavy price."

"It's just a beginning to kill you his hard core friends one by one..."

While talking, the gloomy middle-aged man planned to start again and use the bone scraping knife in his hand to cruelly torture the six meter strong man.

But just then, boom

A terrible fist came suddenly.

This fist is very powerful and powerful. With one blow, even the void is broken inch by inch.

The Yin Li middle-aged man was very sure that once he was hit by this fist, even if he was the top master of ZuLong level, he would die immediately.

Therefore, the Yin Li middle-aged man didn't want to, so he took away the bone scraping knife in his hand and blocked it in front of his body.

At the same time, he left the six meter strong man and went crazy back.

But even so.

When the fist hit the Yin Li middle-aged man, he also directly hit the bone scraping knife in his hand. The whole man looked like earth, and his blood gushed wildly. He hit a mountain peak, and his body was directly embedded in the mountain.

"Are you... Cheng Feng?"

The heart of the six meter strong man was already desperate and was waiting for the next wave of torture by the gloomy middle-aged man.

But unexpectedly, instead of waiting for the painful torture, he waited for a young man in black.

The young man in black, holding a long black knife, was burning a heavy gray black flame, full of a smell of death, like a god of death.

Just now, the fist power that directly inserted the Yin and Li middle-aged man into the mountain was made by this young man.

This young man in black is Cheng Feng!

"Tyrone, let you suffer."

After hitting the middle-aged man, Cheng Feng took only a few steps and reached the six meter strong man.

This six meter strong man is the Talon who inspired the blood of the Titan.

"Cheng Feng, your accomplishments..."

At this time, Talon was covered in blood and covered with blood holes.

These blood holes are obviously the masterpieces of the gloomy middle-aged man.

"My story is long. Let's talk about it later."

Cheng Feng was not in a hurry to explain his accomplishments, but said in a cold voice, "it's you. Why are you tortured by that evil sect?"

"Besides, what about Baize?"

Behind Tyrone, there were two people.

One is Jian Wuchen, the other is situ Yutian, but they are all in a coma with blood on the corners of their mouths.

As for Baize, there was no trace.