Chapter 311

The middle-aged man was extremely shocked. He didn't expect that in this situation, the other party would make a joke.

This does not mean that the other side has something to rely on!

So squinting, the middle-aged man looked warily at Wang Feng, and then took out a porcelain vase from his arms, poured out a small dark green pill with Yingying radiance, and handed it to Diao fan, "younger martial brother, QingChuang pill, take it quickly."

Diao fan, still trembling, heard the word "QingChuang pill". It was like a traveler who had been crawling in the boundless desert for ten days and nights. His thirsty lips were dry and his eyes were white. When he saw the oasis full of water, he stretched out his hands tremblingly, took the pill and poured it into his mouth. His movements were trembling and crazy.

Wang Feng stood still and didn't stop him.

There are two reasons. The first is that even if Diao fan is OK, he and the middle-aged man join hands together. Wang Feng won't care.

Second, Wang Feng wanted to see if there was any difference between the blue star's Xianxiu and the other world's Xianxiu.

Now it seems that there are pills, but I don't know how the world's Xiuxian sect is different from the other world in the way of alchemy.

After taking the dark green pill, Diao fan, who was still shivering, magically stopped shaking. Looking at Wang Feng's eyes, there was only a strong venom.

He didn't expect that he would be pecked by wild geese all day long.

I used to taste beauty many times before, but I didn't expect to fall on it today. I didn't find it when I came in, so I let a guy hide behind.

He didn't understand that he was just stabbed in the back, how he shivered like an old man in his eighties and nineties, which was really weird.

Although surprised, but more important is resentment, Wang Feng ruined his good deeds, but also let him in front of the elder martial brother so shameful, Lizi will die!

Seeing Diao fan's killing intention in his eyes, Wang Feng lightly smiles, "want to kill me?"

Smell speech, Diao fan gum bite, he hated Wang Feng that indifferent look, really want to use the sword in his face gouge out a piece of meat!

Seeing that Diao fan wanted to rush forward, the middle-aged man grabbed him, "younger martial brother, don't act rashly!"

After hearing this, Diao fan slightly suppressed his restless heart. After staring at Wang Feng, he said to his elder martial brother, "elder martial brother, don't be afraid. This man just attacked me. If you really want to fight, he may not be my opponent."

After that, Diao fan's face appeared sinister smile, "what's more, we have two people."

Obviously, he does not intend to fight alone, trying to rely on more people to solve Wang Feng.

But even hearing this, Wang Feng's face was still calm.

As haotianxianzun, once he, let alone a pair of two, even a pair of 100, a pair of 200, is not without face.

Today, although the strength is less than one ten thousand of the original, it is of course too simple to deal with these two guys who have not yet finished.

See Wang Feng that indifference with disdain, but don't say anything disdain appearance, Diao fan is not to play a gas.

Especially see the Tang imperial concubine snow of one side, have been looking at Wang Feng, in the eye only he a person general, this let Diao fan simply want to explode.

Turning around, he found that his elder martial brother was still on the alert. Diao fan became more and more angry. "Elder martial brother, don't look at him. Let's go up together and give this guy a second!"

The middle-aged man squints his eyes and looks at Wang Feng hard. His strength is similar to Diao fan's, but his age is much older than Diao fan's. He has more insight and mind. Naturally, he can see that there is something wrong with Wang Feng at this time.

To put it simply, it is to have confidence without fear.

So he is very puzzled, what does Wang Feng rely on?

Is it his strength?

But just now my younger martial brother also said that this man's strength is not strong, just a sudden attack.

From his point of view, I absolutely don't believe that Wang Feng's strength will be strong enough to face them.

After all, this guy is very young. He's much younger than Diao fan. He's just grown up. He's very strong. Middle aged men don't believe him.

It's useless to be afraid. Diao fan wants to rush up. The middle-aged man can't just sit back and ignore him, so he said, "OK, let's do it together!"

After receiving the response from the elder martial brother, Diao fan immediately became restless. With a sword Jue in both hands, a clear sword sound came from the void, and then suddenly appeared in front of Diao fan.

As soon as his right hand stretched out, Diao fan grabbed the handle of the sword, held the green three foot sword, and split it toward Wang Feng!

See, Wang Feng not from funny, a fairy sword, unexpectedly was regarded as a stick like round wave, appear or funny.

Of course, Wang Feng also knows that in some sects, there are people who like sword and kendo.

Kendo, however, is to attack with the sword in hand and the combination of human and sword, while Wang Feng prefers the imperial sword. He stands in the same place and doesn't move. He will reach the golden peak when he wants to. This kind of arbitrary manipulation makes Wang Feng feel that he despises the edge of the world.

Diao fan with a sword hit, Wang Feng cold smile, body shape a flash has retreated a meter, this speed amazing! Even the Tang imperial concubine snow on one side, all saw of cover red lips. In the face of Wang Feng's speed, Diao fan was also surprised, but he didn't disorganize himself. He still cleaved forward with his sword. There was only air and no one there. But the next moment, his sword was waving, and there was a five foot long sword, directly split to Wang Feng. Sword? Interesting! Wang Feng light smile, a single hand wave, a spiritual force swept out of the sleeve, like a hurricane rushed to the sword. Some of the lighter furnishings in the room were immediately overturned by this magic scroll and fell to the ground one after another, making a crackling sound. And Diao fan's sword, also lies in the spirit of the volume touch the moment, instantly disappear in the invisible. This shows that Wang Feng's strength far exceeds Diao fan's. And Diao fan also vaguely understood this, his face suddenly turned white. But at this time, a roar came from one side. The middle-aged man made a sword formula with his hands, and his eyes were full of determination. His whole face was silvery white, which was the appearance of the rapid operation of spiritual power. And his long white sword, like a sharp arrow, with the power of jumping mountain and cracking ground, shot at Wang Feng. It can be seen from one move that the middle-aged man's strength is not comparable to Diao fan's. obviously, this guy didn't spend all his time eating haisai. But Wang Feng still did not look, just a wave of his hand, a golden awn shot away, suddenly bombarded on the sword. In a flash, the middle-aged man stepped back, his silver face was like gold paper, and he couldn't help spitting out blood.