No matter how much Cao Jian felt false and difficult to accept the qiē that happened in front of him, the constant trembling of the ground under his feet was always true.

Luo Feng used the fierce and mighty pure yang red fire strength to exert the power of the ordinary Splitting Wave Fist far beyond the limit, and the strong wind in the tent was blowing, blowing Cao Jian's black robe hunting.

With each punch, he would step forward a foot, flipping his hooves and shining his palms, and the soles of his feet seemed to produce a suction force, like a wind, sucking up the dust under his feet, but there was a recoil like a cannon, pushing to the ground, causing a shock.

"Not good!"

No matter how unskilled Cao Jian is, he also knows that once Mao Zhuang is forced into a desperate situation, he will have no way to retreat, and he will definitely be hit by a thunderbolt, and the other party will burst out with the momentum accumulated so far, and it will engulf him in an instant.

"You forced me, don't think you are the only one with a Horcrux!"

Before he had time to hesitate, he sacrificed a horcrux in the shape of a cloth hat, and a withered phantom like a dried corpse appeared behind it.

The phantom stretched out its dry flat fingers like chicken claws, and a little farther away, the hair stiff in the finger suddenly became furious, his body was three feet high, his fingers were as long as icicles, and long gray hairs grew on his face, chest, and limbs, which were as hard as a spear, and looked like a hedgehog.

Luo Feng immediately felt that the opponent's strength had more than doubled, and he forcibly blocked his stepping punch, and there was even a tendency to counterattack.

At this time, if you deal with Ruyi Zhuan Yuan, you can naturally contain the other party steadily, but what Luo Feng wants to do is to continue to oppress Cao Jian, lest he escape from the Qi Machine Lock, and Ruyi Zhuan Yuanjin must stand in place before it can be used, which means watching Cao Jian escape.

Immediately decided, Luo Feng's hands were bent like living snakes, wrapped around his stiff arms, and tied them to death, and at the same time urged the pure yang red fire energy with all his strength, using the martial arts that had not yet been fully mastered, so that the fierce yang qi gathered between his arms.

"Pure Yang Qi!"

Intense yang energy burst out between the two, like an explosion of a small sun, although Luo Feng was also injured and retreated, but the hair stiff was even more burning all over his body, and the lush hair was like grass to fuel the burning of yang fire.

Cao Jian felt that the pressure on him was gone, his face was overjoyed, and he was about to run away, when he suddenly saw the ground under Luo Feng's feet light up, and an electric snake broke through the ground and shot towards his face.

In the midst of the crisis, a small mirror flew out of his chest, blocking the path of the lightning.

However, only to hear the sound of glass breaking, the Wind Chopping Sword Pill pierced through the mirror magic weapon with its sharp characteristics, and at the same time pierced Cao Jian's head.

"You're not the only one who knows how to hide your killer moves underground. ”

Luo Feng wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and with one move, the Wind Chopping Sword Pill returned to the palm of his hand, spinning drippingly, as if he was asking for merit, as a low-grade spiritual weapon, it already had a faint emotion.

Losing the master's pinch, the three-headed zombies first stiffened and did not move, and then let out a leaky roar, full of madness of losing control, and they were driven by instinct to devour the flesh closest to them.

Luo Feng snorted, opened his palms, resisted the green stiffness at both ends, and Wan Tu Yuangong urged him to destroy the evil and filth.

Without the body protection spirit pattern applied by the master, the two zombies disappeared in an instant, leaving only two pieces of clothing and two piles of bone sand in place, as well as the stronger Ten Thousand Slaughter Evil True Qi that was fed back to Luo Feng.

The last hair stiff pounced on him, Luo Feng stretched out his hand to suppress it, and the ghost master over there sent out a spiritual sense full of anxiety, for fear that he would urge the zombie and turn this zombie into ashes.

"Don't worry, I'm just restraining it, if it weren't for your request, I would have urged Wantu Yuangong from the beginning. ”

The ghost master smiled gratefully, and his smile was extremely terrifying.

It still had a little self-knowledge, and hurriedly cast a spell to hook out the residual soul body of Mao Zhuang, erasing its consciousness by the way, and then shook its body, turning into green smoke and burrowing into Mao Zhuang's body.

After getting used to the new body, the ghost master let out a satisfied laugh, and this little life had another layer of protection.

However, the new body is stiff, so even if it laughs, it is a faceless smile with no moving face, which is even more eerie than before.

This greedy guy didn't forget to pack up the booty, and with a hook of his finger, Cao Jian's soul reached it, was sucked into his mouth, and burped with satisfaction.

Luo Feng reminded: "I'm full of food, hurry up and get down to business." ”

The ghost master was ordered and hurriedly passed the instructions by contract.

In the distance at the mouth of the valley, the ghost lang will come out of the darkness, not in the poisonous miasma, and sacrifice the immortal tower of ten thousand ghost towns.

The ghost tower quickly expanded from the size of a palm to a tower equivalent to an eighteen-story building, and countless yin ghosts poked out of the tower, wailing, lamenting, and complaining.

A powerful suction force emanated from the tower, sucking in the miasma like a storm.

If someone presides, the poisonous miasma can still resist one or two, but at this moment, Cao Jian is dead, and the poisonous miasma is like a rootless ping, and it will be quickly absorbed.

The Yin ghosts in the Immortal Tower of Ten Thousand Ghost Town have no entity, and they are not afraid of miasma, and even they can absorb miasma and attach them to the ghost claws to plot against the Yin people.

At one end of the valley, a group of strong-armored troops were ready to go, although everyone was wounded and tired, but it was difficult to hide the excitement, and they were all gearing up.

"It's gone, it's gone, the poisonous miasma is really gone!" Gu Zhiyong, who was standing at the front, shouted excitedly.

Qi Boren's face was no longer the usual generosity and benevolence, his eyes were firm, and he was more calm and calm than anyone present, and he had the style of a general.

After seeing the miasma dissipate, his eyes flashed, and he turned to face the 800 wounded soldiers, and shouted loudly: "Soldiers, thank you for persevering with me to this day, shedding blood and dying hard for this useless person! Tonight, I will fight side by side with you, live and die together!"

The crowd shouted in unison:

"I am willing to serve my son!"

"Fight side by side, live and die together!"

Qi Boren smiled with satisfaction, put on the beast-faced armor, turned over on the horse, pointed forward with the sword, and shouted: "Kill!"

Everyone raised their weapons and shouted in unison: "Kill!"

More than 800 people rushed to the enemy camp that was still asleep like a torrent, like a sharp butcher's knife, cutting at the delicious fat.

Because of Chun Yuzhen's military order, the soldiers knew that there was a fire in the camp, and they also knew that the situation was not strict, so they ignored the slightest movement outside one by one and continued to sleep soundly.

Although the battle between Luo Feng and Cao Jian was not small, he sealed the tent with the Heavenless Demon Luo Ling Banner in advance and did not let the sound out.

The entire battle process has experienced an extremely short period of time, from Luo Feng's violent attack to piercing Cao Jian's head with a sword pill, it is less than ten breaths, so at least there is no need to worry about someone finding out that something is wrong in a short period of time.

Qi Boren's army slaughtered into the barracks while most of the enemy were still asleep.

Chun Yuzhen's army was awakened by the shouts of the enemy's attack, and they didn't have time to figure out why the poisonous miasma didn't work, so they went to the commander for orders as soon as possible, and saw that the two monks who had attacked during the day were sitting in front of the commander's tent drinking and admiring the moon, and beside the two, on one side was Chun Yuzhen, who was tied up like a dead pig, and on the other hand, the corpse of Cao Jian, who had no head.

Everyone understood at once what had happened not so long ago.

But they only sighed helplessly, and did not dare to take action.

Not to mention that the coach Chun Yu really became a hostage, making them throw a mouse, even if they could do it regardless of the boss's life, but the other party even killed the strongest Cao Xianchang silently, and where did they get the chance of winning.

As a result, a group of soldiers were attacked at night in their sleep, and without orders from their superiors, they soon bombed the camp.

The army that bombs the battalion can be considered very good if its strength can be exerted.

Qi Boren, as he said when he was mobilized before the war, took the lead, rushed to the front, and did not deliberately retreat from the ranks, so the blood of the soldiers was surging, and they also followed the rush, and the resentment that had been blocked in the valley for half a month broke out, making the morale strong to the extreme, and it was unstoppable, destroying the weak forces that dared to resist.

They were almost bloodless, easily capturing a large number of soldiers who had not yet had time to put on their armor, and one of them suppressed a military tent.

In the woods ten miles away from the battlefield, three old men were watching from afar, watching all the processes they could see.

The old man on the left was the first to speak: "Shall we take the opportunity to do it?" Those two are in the very center, and they are surrounded by people, as long as we rescue the hostage, the others may dare to do it, not to mention that now is a good time to do it. ”

The old man on the right shook his head and said: "It's not proper, these two sons are in good condition, and they haven't been injured by Yan Zhan, so it's not a good opportunity, and those martial arts people who are surrounded are lucky not to hold us back, how can they be able to help?

The old man in the middle said: "No matter what the Corpse King Gate is up to, as long as they can help us find out the true strength of those two people, they are useful chess pieces, not only can we not tell the truth, but also add fuel to the fire, give them a helping hand, and better play the role of pawns."

As for the matter of aiding the second son of the Qi family, there is no hurry now, and when he is forced into a desperate situation, we will appear again, and no matter what conditions we offer, he will choose to cooperate obediently. ”

The old men on both sides nodded yes, and then the three of them disappeared into the darkness.

Shortly after the three of them disappeared, a monster half-spider fell from a large tree, and it was the barbarian.

His aura was more eerie and elusive than before.

"The head and elder of the Han family are really three old foxes, who seem to be good at using other people's scheming, and they are the bloodline of their Han family. ”

He glanced at the brightly lit battlefield and muttered, "Don't let me down, you two." ”