Although, the red-robed old man had never seen the scene of Jiang Feng slaughtering Lin Xiaoshan with his own eyes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, Lin Xiaoshan left a thousand-mile tracking charm on Jiang Feng's body, which was enough to determine that Lin Xiaoshan was killed by Jiang Feng, and there would be no wrongful or accidental killing.

Under such a premise, no matter what kind of reasons and excuses Jiang Feng has, he came on the orders of the Sect Master of Changle Sect, and there is no doubt that he will kill Jiang Feng, and then, bring back Jiang Feng's head, go to Changle Sect, and pay tribute to Lin Xiaoshan's soul!

With such a thought, as soon as the red-robed old man made a move, he was extremely ruthless, he swept the wind and went forward to kill.

At the same time, the red-robed old man pinched the seal with both hands, and shot out two terrifying waves of qi, the waves of qi swam, like a dragon, the void was torn apart, and the rumbling sound resounded in Jiang Feng's ears, as if the sound of thunder sounded.

"Boom!"

Those two waves of qi swept and impacted, winding towards Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng's eyes were slightly cold, knowing that once he was entangled, he would inevitably end up being torn apart, and his flesh and blood would not exist.

And this is exactly the method of the infant monk.

As soon as the red-robed old man made a move, he showed his powerful cultivation, he was extremely conceited, approached forward, did not take Jiang Feng in his eyes, and wanted to kill Jiang Feng in one fell swoop.

"The confidence of the veteran Yuanying Monk is really extraordinary. Jiang Feng said secretly, laughing in his heart.

Of course, he is a newcomer, but how can he Jiang Feng look at it with an idle eye?

Died in blood, was born in blood, was born in two lives, and was three times to cross the Yuan Infant Tribulation, this kind of experience, not to mention that there is no one to come, but it is inevitable, there is no ancient.

If it spreads, it is estimated that it will be enough to make this red-robed old man want to die in horror.

As soon as his mind moved, Jiang Feng sacrificed his bloodthirsty sword, and in the face of those two waves of qi, he slashed straight down.

The sword light was like a long rainbow piercing the sun, and in an instant, the two waves of qi were smashed, and it was another sword in his hand, and Jiang Feng directly took the old man in the red robe.

His mystical swordsmanship is perfect, and the sword is full of magical mysteries, which seems to be simple to make a sword, but in fact, it contains thousands of changes.

This is the true meaning of the kendo grandmaster, the mystery of the sword that can be controlled, to put it mildly, in terms of Jiang Feng's current kendo attainments, it is no longer a matter of starting a sect and inheriting it through the ages.

The sharp sword qi cut through the clothes on the chest of the red-robed old man, and it was clearly visible that under the clothes, there was a slender sword mark.

The red-robed old man was taken aback, quickly retreated, and landed, he lowered his head and looked at his chest, the depths of his eyes were full of disbelief.

"You?"

The red-robed old man pointed a finger at Jiang Feng and lost his voice.

He is a veteran Yuanying, and in the face of a young powerhouse like Jiang Feng, who has just entered the Yuanying, not to mention crushing, but no matter what, it is impossible to be injured.

Moreover, it's just two swords.

One sword breaks his attack, and the second sword hurts him.

From beginning to end, he didn't even have time to react, if he hadn't noticed that something was wrong and chose to avoid it at the first time, he was afraid that this sword with supreme edge would cut him in two.

"You are just wasting your time, do you really think you are great? You are nothing in my eyes. Jiang Feng said coldly.

In terms of the age of the red-robed old man, his cultivation years were at least five times that of him, but in Jiang Feng's opinion, the red-robed old man was just wasting his years.

It's just that it has been long enough to promote Yuan Ying, and so far, this old man in the red robe is still the cultivation of the early Yuan Infant, and he has not even been able to break through the middle of Yuan Ying.

"Wasted time?"

Hearing this, the old man in the red robe, his face suddenly sank, these words undoubtedly stabbed him and stepped on his sore feet.

He is conceited and powerful, and in the Changle Sect, his status is extraordinary, but in Jiang Feng's eyes, he is no different from the kind of person who eats and waits for death.

"Boy, the old man is just careless, you don't have to be arrogant, some are suffering for you to eat, your head, I want to decide. The red-robed old man said coldly.

"Is that so?" Jiang Feng was noncommittal.

Immediately, he was the third sword shot, Jiang Feng didn't plan to give the red-robed old man another chance to make excuses, this sword, with the ultimate in arcane swordsmanship.

Thirty or twenty times the amplitude of the air shock, the sky is full of killing intent, raging and sweeping.

Once, Jiang Feng had to constantly break through the limits of his own potential in order to be able to unleash a sword that could unleash thirty-two times the amplitude of air shocks.

But now, Jiang Feng is incomparable, and this is no longer Jiang Feng's unbreakable limit.

Seeing that this was wrong, the red-robed old man made a crazy move, but it was useless, Jiang Feng moved his murderous intent, and the red-robed old man didn't even have a chance to get lucky.

In an instant, the skin of the red-robed old man was open, and there was no one complete on his body.

The red-robed old man roared, his eyes were about to split, thinking that he had eaten Jiang Feng, but there was an irreparable gap between the two sides.

You must know that Jiang Feng is just a newcomer to the Yuan Infant, the realm has not been completely consolidated, and he has been immersed in the Yuan Infant Realm for decades, why, Jiang Feng is so strong and terrifying.

In the eyes of the red-robed old man, in terms of Jiang Feng's combat power, I am afraid it is enough, and it is on a par with the sect master of Changle Sect.

However, Lin Zhenwei, the sect leader of the Changle Sect, was a strong man in the late Yuan Infant period, two small realms higher than Jiang Feng.

"Crossing the border to defend against the enemy?"

At the last moment of drinking hatred, a thought came out of the mind of the old man in the red robe, and he was frightened and trembled.

A genius and a strong man, he often crosses the border to defend against the enemy, this kind of genius, the old man in the red robe has not encountered it, but that kind of battle is always tragic, even if it is a victory, it is also a tragic victory, but who is as easy as Jiang Feng?

In a battle with the same realm, Jiang Feng directly crushed and pushed horizontally, an ordinary genius, who can match it?

In this way, isn't it that the ancestor of the Changle Sect is not born, and no one can help Jiang Feng up and down the Changle Sect?

"Is this the reason why this kid dares to kill the young sect master?" the red-robed old man thought to himself.

"Bang!"

The red robe fell to the ground, lifeless.

He was extremely seriously injured, his body was almost completely destroyed, and the power of a sword with thirty-two times the amplitude of air shock was surging, far beyond the limit of the red-robed old man's expectations.

After all, at the beginning, Jiang Feng constantly stimulated the limit of his potential, and with a sword of thirty-two times the amplitude of air shock, he had a head-on confrontation with Zhou Hao.

Even in the end, he still couldn't resist Zhou Hao's palm, but the mystical swordsmanship and the derivation of power made Jiang Feng's comprehension of the mysterian swordsmanship go to a higher level.

Glancing at the corpse of the red-robed old man, Jiang Feng probed with his big hand, and a storage ring fell into Jiang Feng's palm.

The divine sense penetrated and forcibly broke the prohibition, and the situation inside the storage ring became clear with the sweep of Jiang Feng's divine sense.

"Thousand Miles Tracker Talisman. ”

A dilapidated ancient book came into view at a glance, and in Jiang Feng's eyes, Jiang Feng took it out casually.

Flipping it open, Jiang Feng checked it, and after a while, he suddenly realized.

The Thousand Miles Tracking Talisman was just the lowest-level tracking talisman, and after learning the specific refining method, for Jiang Feng, there was no mystery at all.

"I see. Jiang Feng said secretly.

It was precisely because he was interested in this thousand-mile tracking charm that he took off the ring of the red-robed old man, and sure enough, there was what he wanted.

After a little groaning, Jiang Feng pinched the seal in the void, and in just an instant, in the middle of the air, a thousand paper cranes that showed a transparent state were formed.

Thousands of paper cranes are transparent and cannot be seen with the naked eye, and only by capturing them with divine consciousness can they perceive existence.

Stretching out his right palm, holding the thousand paper crane in his palm, Jiang Feng smiled slightly: "That's it." ”

But although it is the most low-level tracking talisman, at the critical moment, it can play an unexpected role, for example, this time, the old man in the red robe, so fast, is tracking, no matter how cautious he is, he can't avoid it.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Jiang Feng's heart moved, he let go of his divine sense and scanned himself.

Jiang Feng was checking himself, whether he had been left by the old man in a red robe, silently, and left a thousand miles of tracking charm, but he didn't.

This is because the old man in the red robe is too confident in himself, and when he realizes that something is wrong, he wants to do something, but he can't do it.

"Oh, a Yuan Infant Cultivation Technique?"

After a while, there was another thing inside this storage ring, which attracted Jiang Feng's attention, and almost without hesitation, Jiang Feng took it out.

This is exactly the one technique that the old man in the red robe performed, which is quite domineering, but Jiang Feng just glanced at it twice, and then gave up.

He is a sword cultivator, and what he pursues is the supreme sword path, even if this technique, no matter how domineering it is, it can't make Jiang Feng's heart move.

Furthermore, Jiang Feng unceremoniously accepted all the spirit stones that originally belonged to the old man in the red robe, this old man in the red robe had a lot of money, in addition to a large number of low-grade spirit stones, there were also a considerable number of medium-grade spirit stones.

However, there was not a single high-grade spirit stone.

However, it is not surprising that the cultivation of the old man in the red robe in the early stage of the Yuan Infant can have so many low-grade spirit stones and middle-grade spirit stones, which is already quite good, and it has a great relationship with the Changle Sect.

The Changle Sect has accumulated a lot of wealth after years of looting in Changle City, and the red-robed old man, as an elder-level figure in the Changle Sect, naturally wants a piece of the pie.

In this way, it is normal for the old man in the red robe to have such wealth.

But now, all of these are the trophies that have become Jiang Feng's spoils.

"Huh?"

Just when Jiang Feng was about to destroy and discard this storage ring, it was an inconspicuous invitation that caught Jiang Feng's eyes.

Jiang Feng took out the invitation letter, opened it and looked at it, his face couldn't help but change slightly, and then he couldn't cry or laugh.

"How can there be such a thing?" Jiang Feng sighed lightly, looking at the outline of the city in the extreme distance at this time, his thoughts were inevitably a little complicated.

"It's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided. Jiang Feng whispered, after all, he took a step and continued to move forward, and after a while, the outline of that city became clearer and clearer......