At the south gate of Hongyun City, a crowd of people approached the road. The leader was Zhou Zhong, with nearly a hundred disciples of the Fentian Sect following him and approaching the northwest.

"Hurry, don't let them go away."

With a low shout, Zhou Zhong wanted to speed up, but his steps had not yet fallen. He heard a loud bang, and a bottomless gully cut open under his feet, revealing the dark corrosive mist on it, eroding bricks and tiles.

"Who?"

After a sudden vision, Zhou Zhong stepped back vigilantly, and the thief looked towards the uninhabited alley ahead.

At the entrance of the alley, a tightly wrapped black robe was exposed. He walked alone to the center of the street, holding a giant sword with darkness revealed fog in his hand, blocking everyone's way.

"Those who rob you of yours."

He raised his eyebrows and found that Qin Shi was coming. There was a touch of depth in his black eyes that was enough to make people sink into desolate.

The spiritual power was poked out and swept through the black robe, but only a little bit of spiritual power was sensed. Zhou Zhong showed a little bit of contempt: "Hey, what a desperate guy, do you know who we are?"

"I don't know, what will I rob you of? Fentian Sect!"

Zhou Zhong was stunned in surprise and furious: "Since you know that we are the Fen Tian Sect, you must be ready to die. Come and kill him for me!"

"yes!"

The disciples below received the order and immediately collected weapons and approached Qin Shi from all directions.

Surrounded by the crowd, Qin Shi laughed calmly: "Haha, I haven't seen you for a year, and the other skills of the Fentian Sect have not seen any improvement, but this arrogant arrogance is not weak in the past!"

After the words came, he raised his sleeves and poked out the void from it. He only trembled softly for a few times, and the air around Qin Shi twisted instantly.

Boom!

Suddenly, several cracks on the earth did not allow the people of the Burning Heaven Sect to come back to their senses, and directly drove them hundreds of meters away.

The sudden vision scared Zhou Zhong trembled a little, and he quickly moved back a few steps, tremblingly: "You deliberately hide your strength? Who are you?"

"Want to know who I am?"

A smile on the corner of his mouth, a black shadow floated by like a ghost. The black robe sounded in the hurricane, and the cloak covering his face flew down. Qin Shi's fiery eyes stung Zhou Zhong, and he laughed mockingly: "Your disaster star of the Burning Tian Sect, Avenger!"

Looking at each other, Zhou Zhong's expression suddenly solidified. His slightly tender but familiar face came into his eyes like a nightmare: "Yes, is it you? Qin Shi?"

Many disciples of Fentian Sect heard the word Qin Shi, and a trace of unreasonable panic flooded like a surging river. At the same time, they swallowed hard and were full of disbelief. The desolate scenes of Fentian Sect a year ago appeared in their minds again.

Looking at the ghostly people, Qin Shi smiled coldly: "Haha, it's true. It seems that the people of the Fentian Sect have not completely forgotten my young master."

"You are not dead? Are you back?" Zhou Zhong said tremblingly.

"Why would this young master die if that old guy Luan Muhua is still alive?" Qin Shi scolded, squirmed and squirmed his lips, and then he disappeared out of thin air like a ghost, appearing directly in front of Zhou Zhong.

As his vision shook, Zhou Zhong's pupils shrank, and his heart trembled in fear: "So strong."

He remembered that Qin Shi was only in the Wang Ling realm a year ago. Now he can reach a point where he cannot see clearly without using external forces?

Just as the void clenched his fist, the space in front of Zhou Zhong seemed to be exhausted, and severe pain surged from the bottom of his heart. He knelt on the ground, scaring him to the shock, "What do you want to do?"

"I don't do anything. Tell me what direction the Luo family is heading. Don't say you don't know. I have thousands of ways to let you know." Qin Shi's words were lightly but extremely cold: "This is one of them!"

call out!

Without giving Zhou Zhong the time to react, the Netherworld Sword directly drew two bloody mouths on his arms, and the dark corrosive aura kept swallowing it.

"Uh!" A howl of pain, and sweat fell on Zhou Zhong's forehead: "I, I said, will you let me go if I said?"

Frowning, Qin Shi said contemptly: "Haha, you are not qualified to negotiate with me, but today I am in a good mood. Tell me now that I can't kill you."

"Are you telling the truth?"

"I, Qin Shi, have always been the only one. Believe it or not." Qin Shi narrowed his eyes and said impatiently: "Of course, if I don't get a satisfactory reply within three seconds, you will not have the chance to trust you, and then you will know if I keep my word!"

After his expression changed, Zhou Zhong knew that Qin Shi was not joking, so he quickly replied: "I said, I'll say that the Luo family members are heading northwest."

"Northwest?"

With a gentle murmuring to himself, Qin Shi stared at Zhou Zhong, and could see that he was not lying. For this reason, he let go of the Netherworld Sword, showed a wicked smile, turned around and clapped his hands: "Brother Yiming, leave this to you, let you take revenge with your own hands! Kill him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Yiming, Qin Xuexin and others appeared in the alley. Luo Yiming had a ferocious face, raised the bayonet without hesitation, and stabbed Zhou Zhong's chest with a knife.

"You... are you lying to me?"

Pain was transmitted from the heart, and Zhou Zhong stared at Qin Shi with his bloody eyes wide open.

"I mean, I won't kill you, but I didn't say that I will let you go!" With squinting eyes, Qin Shi's voice was extremely terrifying. It was not until Zhou Zhong died tragically that the corners of his mouth were raised upwards, which made the people next to him feel a little cold: "Fentian Sect, this is just the beginning of revenge. Next, you will wait for endless nightmares!"

"Northwest, let's go!"

With a shout, Qin Shi raised his black robe and raised dust in front of him.

In the secluded forest in the northwest, He Yan led the Luo family to quickly shuttle through it. Since many people were still injured, the speed was not very fast.

Fortunately, there are dry lamps, bagpipes, the seven monsters of Luohe, these old monsters a hundred years ago, and many people from the Alchemist Association, who help to share a lot.

"Snap faster, and I will really not be able to escape after the reinforcements of the Fentian Sect arrive!" Luo Feng kept wavering to everyone and shouted.

Gripping his teeth, the crowd speeded up again.

Just as we were moving forward less than a hundred meters, a sharp light of fire shot in from a distance like a tumbling dragon, approaching He Yan's chest.

"President He Yan!" Everyone was shocked!

The dry lamp and the bagpipe, the two of them looked stagnant, rushed forward with lightning speed and formed three barriers before blocking the fire dragon.

Blocking the fire dragon, the bagpipe held He Yan and asked, "President He Yan, how are you?"

"It's okay..." He Yan shook his head.

"Hehe, it's okay now, but it doesn't mean it's okay later. I said you're so anxious, where do you want to go?" A sarcastic voice sounded, and hundreds of people wearing fire robes surrounded them from all directions. The two leaders were arrogant and floating in the air showed a little contempt.

Seeing the appearance of the visitor, He Yan and others sank in their hearts: "Gu Feng, Du Jian? Damn it, it's reinforcements from the Fen Tian Sect!"

"Yeah, the old ghost of dry lamp? The bagpipe banshee? There are so many familiar faces." With long hair floating, Gu Feng swept across the crowd with his hands behind his back, revealing a little surprise: "I didn't expect that even you came forward. No wonder that guy Zhou Zhong was not good, but I was curious. I was against our Fen Tian Sect. Do you know that my life span was not long and wanted to seek a heroic way of death?"

He clenched his fists, and under the encirclement of hundreds of people, He Yan and others fell to the bottom of the valley, climbing onto their faces with a hint of horror, revealing a bit of despair.

"Stop talking nonsense, a stinky brat who is still not dry, it's not your turn to comment on us!" The old man Wudeng stood up, blocked He Yan and others, staring at Gu Feng: "If you have any skills, just use it!"

The bagpipe and the seven monsters of Luohe came forward at the same time: "Haha, the Fentian Sect is indeed powerful, but we may not be afraid of you."

Gu Feng was silent for a while and suddenly said, "Oh, yes, I forgot that the old ghost of dry lamps, bagpipe banshee, and the seven monsters of Luohe were all powerful figures, but..." At this point, his voice suddenly became extremely cold: "But that was the past. From today on, the only sect of the northern region is my Fen Tian Sect, killing them for me!"

After receiving instructions, the disciples of Fentian Sect were angry at the same time.

Boom!

All kinds of martial arts were like dragons entering the sea, dyeing half of the sky red, and swarming in and bombarding He Yan and others.

As soon as the crowd gritted his teeth, Luo Feng and Zishu stood up first: "Fentian Sect will not let us go. We will fight with them. Even if we die, we will have to put on some cushions!"

A fierce confrontation unfolds in the forest.

"Hehe, old bagpipe monster, I'll understand your ability!" Du Jian leaned down, and with a rolling hurricane in his palm, he cut two towering ancient trees in the waist and stabbed them straight at the bagpipe.

Both are at the peak of the Xuanling Realm. The powerful spirit pressed on the ground to tear open a few gullies, and many people with poor strength were directly shocked and withdrawn.

"Bapperpipe, I'll help you!"

His expression changed, and Han Deng took this opportunity to ignite a series of faint fires with one hand and stabbed Du Jian behind him.

Bang!

Unexpectedly, a void barrier unfolded in front of him. Gu Feng turned sideways and blocked him and smiled: "Hehe, old man from Han Dang, you are so old, so you should be honest with the battle beside you, otherwise you will not be injured when you go up, making it look like I, the Fen Tian Sect, don't know how to respect the old man!"

"Drink, let Luan Muhua say this, maybe it's a little more weight, and you, a newcomer, are not worthy!" Kudeng shouted angrily, and the Youhuo in his palm stabbed Gu Feng's eyebrows straight.

"Don't you deserve it?"

Gu Feng murmured lightly, then he showed a little contempt. The sarcastic smile under his eyes became deeper and deeper. He waved his hand in the void. The dry lamp was like being crushed by a giant cauldron, and was actually controlled in the air, and a mouthful of blood was spewed out.

Under the huge pressure, Kudeng's old body shivered a little, staring at Gu Feng in disbelief and said tremblingly: "This power... boy, have you broken through to the heaven realm?"
Chapter completed!