Chapter 4275： Lore

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"Remember what I said, if your cultivation level can't break through the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm, I will not help Wang Feng, when he is dead or alive, he will rely on his own ability."

"When will Wang Feng's crisis break out?" Jiang Yihuan asked at this moment after pondering for a moment.

"The fastest is today, and the latest is tomorrow. There is not much time left for you. Whether you have the ability to take this step depends on you. Wang Feng's life and death can be said to be in your hands."

God fortune teller to help Wang Feng alone, it is no different from sending him to death, so he must pull Jiang Yihuan.

"I...do my best."

"The words have already clarified to you, the strength of the great power of this place is no longer enough, let's change to another place."

While talking, the fortune-teller took Jiang Yihuan directly to the next place where the power of the great avenue is strong. He knew that it takes a very majestic great power to move from the early stage of the fairy martial realm to the middle of the immortal martial realm. The conditions will be prepared for this Jiang Yihuan, as for whether he can rush to the middle stage of the immortal martial realm, the fortune teller cannot guarantee.

Because he is only doing his best to obey the fate.

Anyway, this Jiang Yihuan's cultivation level does not break through to the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm, he will never help Wang Feng, he does not want to die on the battlefield.

"Is it coming so soon?"

At the place where Wang Feng was, Wang Feng, who was closing his eyes and recovering, suddenly opened his eyes. At the moment when his eyes were opened, Wang Feng could feel his heart beating violently. It felt like It was his heart that wanted to jump out of his body.

Killing a black robe supreme, the other party would definitely not let it go, but what Wang Feng didn't expect was that the other party's revenge came so quickly, he was not ready yet.

However, this battle is completely on the verge of happening, and no one cares whether he is ready or not. When the battle comes, he will either resist or die, and there will never be a third way to go.

After beheading this black-robed supreme, Wang Feng must have completely offended the organization where the black-robed is located. The other party may have noticed his threat, so he wants to get rid of him quickly.

If Wang Feng is the leader of this black robe organization, once he realizes that the chosen person has the ability to kill the mid-level supreme of the immortal martial realm, then Wang Feng will definitely find a way to put the opponent to death.

This is human nature, so Wang Feng now has no room to escape. He can only meet the enemy.

There should be only a little time left for him to recover, so he must pay close attention to every minute and every second. Once the battle really breaks out, he is afraid that there will be no time to recover.

Once again, he fed a lot of medicine pills into his mouth, and Wang Feng suppressed the throbbing in his heart and concentrated on recovering from his injuries.

It's just that the injury hasn't recovered to an hour, suddenly Wang Feng opened his eyes, because he could feel it, he was already surrounded.

The fortune teller said that the worst result was that Wang Feng's revenge would come today, but the fortune teller might not have thought that these black-robed supreme lords would come so soon.

Before and after two hours, they had already assembled their troops and came to encircle Wang Feng, the chosen man.

He was already surrounded, how did Wang Feng recover, so he could only pat his sleeves and stand up from the temporary cave.

"Come out and die!"

A black robe's voice sounded outside, filled with killing intent.

Chosen people are a big threat to their organization. Before, they just thought that Wang Feng’s cultivation base was low and could be ignored for the time being, but now Wang Feng has killed even people of the same level. If they continue to let Wang Feng grow like this If they go down, I'm afraid they won't be able to really check and balance this young man in the end.

So now they directly selected the strong to come and kill Wang Feng.

People are already outside, even if Wang Feng wants to hide, there is no way, and this black-robed man can find him at any time, where can Wang Feng hide?

So at this moment, he can only leave this cave and come outside this cave.

Looking at the five black robes above the sky, Wang Feng's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

He was just teaming up with the **** fortune teller to kill a black robe supreme. He didn't expect that they would dispatch five people to kill him. Isn't this too worthy of him?

His Wang Feng is only at the early stage of the Immortal Martial Realm. Is it worth it to send so many powerful people out?

All the five black robes were wearing the same costumes, and the black mist covered all five of them. It was not clear what they looked like.

"It looks like you know you can't escape." Looking at Wang Feng, one of the black robes sneered and said.

"Is it worth killing me and coming so many people?" Wang Feng asked calmly.

"As long as you die, even if the number is doubled, it is worth it."

These black robes thought that Wang Feng’s cultivation level had reached the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm, but when they saw Wang Feng in front of them, their faces suddenly showed a sneer, because they could feel that Wang Feng’s cultivation level was still It was the early stage of the Immortal Martial Realm. From their point of view, this kind of cultivation was a player who could shoot to death with one palm.

The previous person acted arbitrarily and finally fell outside. Someone must have helped the chosen person of this day. Otherwise, how could he kill a mid-level companion in the fairy martial realm with his initial cultivation base.

"Call out your helper, we have all solved it today."

"I have no help." Wang Feng responded.

"No helper? It's really a big joke. With your slight cultivation base, you want to kill me at the same level as ours. It's just wishful thinking."

"It's over, Wang Feng has fallen into danger."

At this moment, the fortune teller had just brought Jiang Yihuan to a new training place, and he immediately noticed that Wang Feng's situation was not good.

He originally thought that the black robe's revenge should have a little time to come, but who could have imagined that they would come so fast, this divine fortune teller was not ready.

In fact, let alone a divine fortune teller, Wang Feng himself is like this, the people in the black robe came too fast, and Wang Feng's injury has not completely recovered.

"You must immediately break into the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm. If you can't break through, Wang Feng will definitely die!"

At this time, the fortune teller put his gaze on Jiang Yihuan and said.

At this moment, the fortune teller can’t see the slightest smile on his face, because he is not joking at all. Wang Feng’s current situation is likely to die at every turn. If Jiang Yihuan’s cultivation does not rush to the middle of the immortal realm, Even if he rushed over to save Wang Feng, he would only die.

Hearing the words of the fortune teller, Jiang Yihuan did not respond. His eyes were slightly closed, and there were a lot of great power around him, and he was feeling a higher realm.

"Give you a chance to call your helper out. If you don't call, then we can only send you to the west."

For them, a selected person at the early stage of the Immortal Martial Realm is as simple as killing a chicken and a dog, so in their opinion, Wang Feng is no different from a dead person, and there is no chance to escape.

They not only want to kill this Wang Feng, but also the people who helped Wang Feng to punish their companions, otherwise they could rush to kill them directly, where is so much nonsense?

It's a pity that Wang Feng would not call the fortune teller, because in such a situation, even if the fortune teller came, he was afraid that it would be a dead end.

Although God fortune tells people, he shouldn't die.

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