One person and one cat, walked towards the depths of the Wuxia Forest.

Zhao Feng has his own plans. If you act alone, it will not be easy to show your strength, but it is in line with the introverted personality of the original owner "Zhao Feng".

This is one of them.

Secondly, Zhao Feng plans to try and how much combat power he will retain after rebirth of the body and body.

Like a monster below the True Spirit Realm, Zhao Feng was still disdainful to take action.

But still, a few monsters attacked Zhao Feng.

Crack boom

Several big trees nearby were directly broken by a huge force.

I saw a demon bull with red flames burning on his tail rushing towards Zhao Feng.

"A monster who has just entered the True Spirit Realm?"

Zhao Feng didn't even look at it. With one hand, the light red true essence whistled out and turned into an extremely condensed flame blade, which was as long as one or two feet long.

Puff plop

The huge body of the demon bull was cut off in half, his heart was chopped up, and he died of anger.

After dealing with the demon bull, Zhao Feng walked towards the depths of Wugu Forest.

It is said.

Deep in the Wugu Forest, there are even some magical Danyuan Realm-level monsters.

Zhao Feng's figure has just left shortly.

Whoosh swosh swosh

Several masked figures approached quickly.

"The Fire Barbarian Bull, with a high level of strength, was fatal to one blow."

The first old man had his eyes flashed.

"How could that kid, who had just stabilized his injured body, do this?"

"It is impossible to do this without the combat power of Allah."

Several masked men whispered and were surprised and suspicious.

They could have ruled out Zhao Feng, but the fire man bull was injured, which was a fire attribute that was consistent with it.

"It should be someone else, and at least at Allah."

The old man in the lead looked confident.

Several other masked men showed up to ask.

"First of all, the person who took action was disdainful to harvest the corpse of this 'Flame Man Bull. Just imagine, if it were Zhao Feng, the corpse parts of the Fiery Man Bull, especially the heart and blood, would be of great benefit to his practice of the Flame Path.

The old man smiled.

As soon as this statement was spoken, several people agreed.

Indeed, if Zhao Feng had no choice but to care about the corpse of the Fire Man Bull.

"Chase"

Several masked men chased Zhao Feng quickly according to their footprints.

After half a cup of tea.

The figure of the man and the cat was reflected in the field of vision.

"No one around, come on"

There were four or five masked men in total, led by the old man, and rushed towards Zhao Feng.

It seemed that something was touched, Zhao Feng turned around.

What's strange is that the boy looked at several masked men, smiling.

"That smile..."

The old man felt uneasy.

Although the boy in front of him was exactly the same as "Zhao Feng", he felt like two people.

"Hahaha... I didn't expect you to survive the disaster, but unfortunately, there is no future blessing."

Several men with masks laughed hideously.

Before, this young man was tortured and killed by them until his death, and he was full of confidence.

"You guys know I'm not dead?"

Zhao Feng showed a strange look, smiled brightly, and waved his hand slowly.

laugh

Several flame blades condensed like sharp light cut through the void, and were accompanied by strange thunder sounds.

"careful!"

The old man in the lead changed drastically.

However, Zhao Feng took action too quickly, and the strength of these people is still on the teenager who was tortured and killed.

"Ahhhhh"

Several screams came, and the four real-person or true mysterious masked men were split into two pieces and their bodies were burned.

"You...you are not Zhao Feng"

The old man in the lead was shocked and screamed. Such a powerful means had reached the level of Allah.

Then Zhao Feng absolutely does not have such a mysterious artistic conception.

"Tell me, how do you know that I'm not dead?"

Zhao Feng walked towards the old man in a leisurely manner.

The old man was stunned and immediately furious: "Junior, even if your strength reaches the level of Allah, you can only be as good as me."

After talking.

An ancient broken sword appeared in the old man's hand, thunder slashing, creating a powerful artistic conception, and a wave of swords like golden scales was seen in the naked eye.

Poof boom

Several nearby trees were instantly chopped into ashes.

"Huh? It's actually a fragment of the earth-level divine weapon that the Venerable has used."

Zhao Feng was slightly surprised.

Obviously, this fragment of the earth-level magic weapon is the old man’s biggest trump card and reliance.

The old man had a intuition that Zhao Feng in front of him was not simple, and the uneasiness he brought to him was lingering.

"snort"

Zhao Feng sneered and took a step forward slightly.

In an instant, an unparalleled will crossed the clouds.

"ah"

The broken knife in the old man's hand suddenly landed on the ground and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

His face turned pale, his mind was severely damaged, and he was oppressed and imprisoned by an invisible force of will.

Even if Zhao Feng has less than one-tenth of his soul power and will, it is not something that God-level can fight against.

"The power of will?"

The old man couldn't believe that the other party's artistic conception reached a level that he could not see.

Swish

One hand hit his head hard.

"Soul Search"

A layer of misty purple luster appeared in Zhao Feng's left eye.

The old man was shocked, and he had no power to resist in the face of the other party's strong will and soul power.

"really."

Zhao Feng withdrew his hand and got his own answer.

Same as he guessed.

There is a problem with the "Senior Brother Guang" who led the team this time.

Before, Zhao Feng's death was caused by Senior Brother Guang's intentional argument with him, and he was intercepted and killed.
To be continued...