Chapter 369

"Let our Ye family disappear completely in Dayang city! What a breath! "

When ye Tang heard the words of the skinny warrior, his head exploded with rage. Looking back at Ye Xian, he said with a ferocious look: "father, this boy is so arrogant. We will send family experts again. We must get rid of him!"

"Beast!"

PA!

Ye Xian suddenly stood up, big sleeve a wave, a palm will leaf hall fan out.

"Father..."

Ye Tang covers his red and swollen left face and looks at Ye Xian in surprise.

Ye Xian's eyebrows trembled, his eyes burned with fierce anger, and looked at Ye Tang and roared:

"blue blood four tigers are all defeated by Luo Feng, who can guarantee to kill him? Are you going? "

Ye Tang's face changed and he shook his head in a hurry.

Yang Qinghu, the top cultivator of Jiuchong Tianting, died in Luofeng's hands. Now his cultivation is abandoned, and only 20% of his strength is left. Luofeng can crush him with one finger.

Looking at the angry Ye Xian, the thin warrior asked in a low voice, "my Lord, what shall we do now?"

Ye Xian's eyes flickered, his face was livid, and his hands were shaking.

It's shocking enough that a warrior in the middle of jiuchongtiantingjing defeated three warriors in the late of jiuchongtiantingjing and attacked with a master at the top of jiuchongtiantingjing.

And it was a young man under 16 who did it!

At the thought of this, ye Xian felt his scalp tingling and a deep chill gushing from the bottom of his heart.

Ye Tang sits on the ground and stares at Ye Xian.

He saw the fear from ye Xian's face. He was afraid of a warrior in the middle of Jiuchong Tianting!

After a moment's contemplation, ye Xian took a deep breath and announced in a deep voice, "this matter should not have happened. Remember, it should not be mentioned to anyone later!"

He does have the ability to kill Luofeng, but if he fails, the Ye family will surely fall into an irreparable place! A growing up genius is absolutely anyone's nightmare!

Between face and family safety, ye Xian immediately made a choice.

Hearing Ye Xian's decision, the skinny warrior sighs a sigh of relief, while ye Tang beside him looks dead gray.

……

The waning moon is high and the wind is cold at night.

In the endless bloody wasteland, the burning bonfire is particularly striking in the wasteland shrouded in the night.

Beside the campfire, sat a young man with eyebrows as sharp as a knife. It was Luofeng.

After deciding to go back to the college, Luo Feng was on his way all the time, and finally entered the blood age wasteland on the third night.

It's only a day's journey through the bloody wasteland to get back to the college.

However, it is not easy to go through the bloody wasteland.

The bloody wasteland is thousands of miles around, connecting the Chilian mountains. Among them, monsters and beasts are rampant, and the environment is dangerous. Especially at night, the roar of monsters can be heard everywhere, which is very dangerous.

Luofeng didn't want to drive in the bloody wasteland shrouded in the night.

Moreover, he was not in a hurry for some time. He simply traveled by day and practiced at night.

Luo Feng picked a bonfire with a stick, looked at the dry food in his hand, and frowned slightly.

These days, I have been eating dry food. A bird is fading out of my mouth. When I see dry food, I have no appetite.

"Find something to eat first."

Luo Feng stood up, glanced around, his eyes suddenly coagulated, angrily Yan Dao appeared in his hands, a knife waved in the air.

Wheeze!

In the slight wind breaking sound, a cold blade spreads out in the night and flies out. In the distance, there is a howling sound immediately.

Luo Feng's figure flashed and stood at the place where the howling sound came out.

On the ground, there is a corpse of a monster with two horns. Its body is only one meter long, and its whole body is covered with blood colored hair.

Looking at the corpse of the monster on the ground, Luo Feng smiled on his face: "the blood grain sheep of the first level monster, have a good fortune."

Blood grain sheep is a first-class beast, one of the most common beasts in the blood age wasteland. It is strong and fat, with delicious meat, and is a kind of top-grade food.

Luo Feng carries the blood grain sheep back to the campfire and starts to deal with it immediately.

Soon, the air began to smell inviting.

Luo Feng took a taste. The meat was smooth and fat, but not greasy. He nodded and praised: "it's blood grain sheep. Without seasoning, the taste can be so good."

Tearing off a leg of lamb, Luo Feng immediately began to eat it. In a moment, he ate half of the roasted lamb, which satisfied him with clapping his hands.

Add some dry firewood in the bonfire, Luo Feng sits on his knees, looks at the angry Yandao in his hand, and contemplates.

After the last fight with Yang Qinghu, Luo Feng has been reflecting on the battle at that time.

At that time, if it was not for Yang Qinghu's carelessness, it would be very difficult for him to win.

This made Luofeng realize that his strength is far from the real top master of Jiuchong Tianting.

"If the general trend can reach the small realm of condensing emptiness and transforming reality, I will surely win a lot in the face of the top experts of Jiuchong Tianting realm."

Luo Feng touched the body of Nu Yan Dao with his fingers and said to himself.

After this period of accumulation, Luo Feng feels that the general trend has reached the edge of breakthrough. If the general trend can be small, the strength will surely advance rapidly.

These days, he has been trying to improve the general situation.

Take a deep breath, Luo Feng put the angry Yan knife on his knee, closed his eyes, and began to cultivate.

In my mind, I recall the general trend over and over again. The vitality of Luo Feng's body forms the shadow of a knife, which is constantly cut around, leaving cracks on the ground.

With the passage of time, Luofeng gradually entered the cultivation state of forgetting things and me.

When the campfire burned out, Luo Feng seemed to feel something. He opened his eyes and saw the knife shadow in his cold pupils.

The night wind was cold, blowing across the wasteland, whining.

In the distance, a lot of scarlet dots are slowly approaching from the distance. They are as enchanting as blood. In the middle of the night in this wasteland, they are frightening.

In the dim moonlight, Luo Feng saw ten buffalo sized black wolves standing hundreds of meters in front of him. The red light was the light from the eyes of these wolves, which gave off a bloodthirsty and violent atmosphere.

Third level monster, blood demon wolf!

Luo Feng's lips raised a smile.

"Just in time!"

Luo Feng's eyes reflected the moonlight, and his eyes were cold as snow.

Holding the angry Yan Dao, Luo Feng cuts it out forward with one stroke without any hesitation.

Wheeze!

The cold blade tears the night and flies silently out. Immediately several blood demon wolves are cut in two. The blood sprays out and dyes a large area of land.

Roar!

Suddenly, the dark blood demon wolf was stunned for a moment, and immediately gave out a scream. Dozens of famous dark blood demon wolves rushed to Luofeng with terrible momentum.

Three hundred meters!

Two hundred meters!

Fifty meters!

Dozens of blood demon wolves seem to be a black cloud. Their eyes are locked on Luofeng and rolled over. Their red eyes are as dazzling as blood!

Whoosh! Whiz! Whiz...

Rush to the range of 20 meters of Luofeng, the ghost blood demon wolf in front leaps up and heads straight to Luofeng, half foot long black claw, reflecting cold light, to tear Luofeng into pieces.

Luo Feng's eyes flashed with disdain and remained still. The huge shadow of the sword suddenly appeared and he cut it out.

Boom!

It integrates the sabre spirit of the general trend. Its power soars. The blade is more than ten meters long. It pulls out a cold curtain of sabres in the night.

Time seems to be at a standstill at this moment. The body of the ghost blood demon wolf suddenly stops flying into the air. Then the body is divided into two parts. The bloody blood is sprayed out of it and the body falls on the ground.

The power of the sword remains unchanged, leaving a terrifying scar of more than ten meters long on the ground.

With this knife, nearly thirty blood demon wolves were killed!

In the night, the remaining blood demon wolf looks at Luo Feng. Fear appears in the bloodthirsty pupil, whines and turns to run for his life.

The human beings in front of us are so terrible that we can kill most of them with only one knife. The moment when the blade appears, it seems like a huge peak crushing, even unable to resist.

Whoo!

Luo Feng didn't go after the escaped monster. He glanced at the dead blood demon wolf around him and saw the angry Yan sword.

"Still can't break through..."

Although I feel like I'm only one step away from the door, the general trend can be completely completed, but the last step is the most difficult, and it still needs time to accumulate.

Put away the angry Yan knife, and Luo Feng breathed. The general situation is vague, which is difficult to grasp. Being anxious is not a good thing.

The roar of the animals kept ringing around. Luo Feng looked around and knew that he could not stay here any longer. He immediately took a dragon step and went on his way.

For the next two days, Luo Feng was still on his way in the daytime and practicing at night.

It's a pity that the cultivation of the general trend still hasn't made much progress, but Luo Feng is not discouraged. Instead, he looks forward to the power of the general trend after its small success.

The sun is high in the sky, scorching the earth, and the land of the bloody wasteland is scorching hot.

Whoosh!

A young man is flying in the wasteland. Every time he rises and falls, he strides hundreds of meters. From a distance, he seems to be gliding in the middle of the sky, as fast as the wind.

This young man is Luo Feng. In two days, he finally came to the edge of the bloody wasteland. He can go back to Ziyang college in one day.

"Eh, town!"

Luo Feng looks up to the front and sees a town from afar. His eyes are happy.

These two days, in the bloody wasteland, except for the monsters and beasts, which were rocks, no one could see them. Finally, they arrived at the place where someone lived.

Luo Feng decided to take a rest in the town first, and then to continue his journey.

The town is not big. From a distance, there are only two people high walls on the outside. The surface of the wall is potholed, which looks very old.

Close to the town, Luofeng suddenly stopped, his eyes heavy.

The whole town is so quiet! There was no sound.

"There is no one around, not even a guard. This town..."

Luo Feng frowned, took out the angry Yan knife and approached the town cautiously.

Whoosh!

Luofeng falls on the wall and looks into the town.

Although the bottom of my heart has been prepared, and I can see the situation in front of me clearly, Luo Feng still can't help taking a breath of cold air.

The streets and houses of the small town are full of bloodstains. A skeleton lies on the ground, with a thick layer on the ground, extending to the end of the field of vision. There are not many people.

Several monsters devour the corpses in the street with unbridled abandon. The cold sound of chewing makes people tremble.

The strong smell of corruption in the air is disgusting when the breeze blows.

Luo Feng released his soul power, but he didn't feel the breath of a living man, and his heart was shaking.

"The whole town is dead,