Chapter 366 Dead City

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

Ye Tang heard the words of the thin warrior, his head exploded with anger, and looked back at Ye Xian, with a grim expression: "Father, this kid is too arrogant, we will send a family expert, we must get rid of him!"

"brute!"

Snapped!

Ye Xian suddenly stood up, waved his sleeves, and swept Ye Tang out with a palm.

"Father……"

Ye Tang covered his swollen left face and looked at Ye Xian in surprise.

Ye Xian's brows trembled, his eyes burning with anger, he looked at Ye Tang and roared:

"The Blue Blood Four Tigers have all been defeated by Luo Feng. Who can guarantee that they will be able to kill him? Are you going?"

Ye Tang's expression changed, and he hurriedly shook his head.

Yang Qinghu, who had cultivated at the pinnacle of the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm, all died in Luo Feng's hands. Now that his cultivation has been abolished, and his strength is only 20%, Luo Feng can crush him with a single finger.

The skinny warrior next to him looked at the angry Ye Xian and asked in a low voice, "Patriarch, what should we do now?"

Ye Xian's eyes flickered, his face was blue, and his fists were shaking slightly.

It was shocking enough that a mid-level ninth-level heavenly realm warrior defeated three late ninth-level heavenly realm warriors, and a joint attack from a peak ninth-level heavenly realm master.

And the one who did this was a young man under the age of sixteen!

Thinking of this, Ye Xian felt his scalp go numb, and a deep chill surged in his heart.

Ye Tang sat on the ground, staring blankly at Ye Xian.

He saw the fear on Ye Xian's face. The dignified Lingxuan realm powerhouse would actually be afraid of a mid-ninth heavenly court realm warrior!

After pondering for a moment, Ye Xian took a deep breath and announced in a deep voice, "As if this incident never happened, remember that you are not allowed to mention it to anyone in the future!"

He does have the strength to kill Luo Feng, but if he fails, the Ye family will definitely fall into a dead end! A grown-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 secretly breathed a sigh of relief, while Ye Tang, who was next to him, had a dead face.

...

The waning moon hangs high, and the night wind is cold.

In the endless bloodstained wasteland, the roaring bonfire is particularly eye-catching in the wasteland shrouded in night.

Sitting next to the bonfire was a young man with a brow like a knife, it was Luo Feng.

After deciding to return to the academy, Luo Feng kept on his way, and finally entered the Bloody Wasteland on the third night.

It only takes a day's journey to go back to the academy through the bloody wasteland.

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

The bloody wasteland is thousands of miles in diameter, connected to the Chilian Mountains, where monsters are rampant, and the environment is dangerous. Especially at night, you can hear terrifying beast roars everywhere, which is very dangerous.

Luo Feng also didn't want to hurry in the bloody wasteland shrouded in darkness.

Moreover, there is still some time before Duanmu Xiao's 40th birthday, so he is not in a hurry, he simply rushes during the day and cultivates at night.

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

I have been eating dry food for the past few days, and a bird has faded out of my mouth. I lost my appetite when I saw the dry food.

"Find something to eat first."

Luo Feng stood up and glanced around, his eyes suddenly condensed, and the angry sword appeared silently in his hand, slashing in the air.

Chi!

In the slight sound of breaking wind, an icy sword light spread out into the night and flew out, and a tragic howl sounded in the distance.

Luo Feng's figure flashed, and he stood where the miserable howl came from.

On the ground was the corpse of a monster with two horns on its head. Its body was only one meter long, and it was covered in blood-colored hair.

Looking at the corpse of the monster on the ground, Luo Feng had a smile on his face: "The blood-striped sheep of the first-level monster is a blessing."

The blood-patterned sheep is a first-class monster, one of the most common monsters in the bloody wasteland. It is strong and fat, and its meat is delicious. It is a high-quality food.

Luo Feng carried the blood-patterned sheep, returned to the bonfire, and immediately began to deal with it.

Soon, the air began to fill the air with the tempting aroma of barbecue.

Luo Feng took a sip. The meat was creamy, fat but not greasy. He couldn't help but nodded and praised, "As expected of a blood-stained sheep, it still tastes so good without any seasonings."

After tearing off a leg of lamb, Luo Feng immediately began to feast on it. After a while, he ate half a roast lamb, and then clapped his hands in satisfaction.

After adding some dry wood to the bonfire, Luo Feng sat cross-legged beside him, looking at the Angry Sword in his hand, his eyes deep in thought.

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

If it wasn't for Yang Qinghu's carelessness at that time, it would still be very difficult for him to win.

This made Luo Feng realize that his own strength was still a long way from being a real peak master of the Nine Heavens Realm.

"If the general trend can reach the small achievement realm of condensing the virtual and turning into reality, I will definitely have a much better chance of winning against the peak masters of the ninth-level heavenly realm."

Luo Feng stroked the blade of the Furious Yan Dao with his fingers and muttered to himself.

After this period of accumulation, Luo Feng felt that the general trend was on the verge of breaking through.

In the past few days, he has been working hard to improve the general situation.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Feng placed the Furious Sword on his knees, closed his eyes, and began to practice the general trend.

Recalling the general situation over and over again in his mind, Luo Feng's vitality formed a knife shadow, constantly cutting around, leaving cracks on the ground.

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

When the bonfire burned out, Luo Feng seemed to have some sense, opened his eyes, the shadow of a knife flashed in his cold pupils, and looked to the side.

The night wind blew across the wasteland, making a whimpering sound.

In the distance, many blood red dots are slowly approaching from a distance, coquettish like blood, in the middle of the night in this wasteland, it is terrifying.

Through the dim moonlight, Luo Feng saw that there were dozens of buffalo-sized black wolves standing a few hundred meters in front. breath.

The third-level monster, the ghost wolf!

There was a slight smile on Luo Feng's lips.

"Just in time!"

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

Holding the Angry Sword, Luo Feng slashed forward with a single slash, and the movements were done in one go, without the slightest slack.

Chi!

The icy sword light ripped apart the night, and flew out silently, and immediately several ghostly blood demon wolves were chopped in half, and blood sprayed out, dyeing a large area of ​​land red.

Roar!

The sudden change made the Underworld Blood Demon Wolf stunned for a moment, and immediately let out a roar. Dozens of famous Underworld Demon Wolf rushed towards Luo Feng with a terrifying aura.

Three hundred meters!

Two hundred meters!

Fifty meters!

Dozens of ghostly blood demon wolves looked like a black cloud, their eyes locked on Luo Feng, and they rolled over, their blood-red eyes were as dazzling as blood!

Whoosh! Whoosh! whoosh...

After rushing to Luo Feng's 20-meter range, the ghost wolf in front of him leaped up and rushed towards Luo Feng. The half-foot-long black claws reflected cold light, tearing Luo Feng into pieces.

Disdain flashed in Luo Feng's eyes, he remained motionless, a huge blade-shaped phantom suddenly appeared, and he slashed horizontally with the blade.

boom!

Incorporating the prevailing sword energy, the power skyrocketed, the sword light more than ten meters, and a cold sword curtain was drawn in the night.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the body of the ghost wolf that flew into the air suddenly stopped, and then its body was divided into two halves.

The sword's brilliance remained unabated, leaving a terrifying knife mark more than ten meters long on the ground.

With this knife, nearly 30 ghost wolves were beheaded!

In the darkness of the night, the remaining ghost wolf looked at Luo Feng, fear appeared in his bloodthirsty pupils, whimpered, turned and ran wild.

The human beings in front of them are too terrifying, and they will be beheaded by a single knife.

call!

Luo Feng didn't go after the fleeing monster, but glanced at the corpses of the ghost wolf around, and his eyes fell on the Furious Sword.

"Still failed to break through..."

Although it feels like it is only a step away from the door, the general trend can be completely achieved, but the last step is the most difficult, and it takes time to accumulate.

Putting away the Furious Sword, Luo Feng let out a sigh of relief. The general situation is vague, and it is difficult to grasp it, and it is not a good thing to be impatient.

The roars of beasts continued to sound all around. Luo Feng looked around and knew that he couldn't stay here any longer.

For the next two days, Luo Feng still traveled during the day and practiced 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, on the contrary, he has become more looking forward to the power of the general trend and small success.

The blazing sun hangs high in the sky, scorching the earth, and the ground in the bloody wasteland is scorching hot.

Whoosh!

A young man swung his arms around the wasteland. Every time he took off and landed, he stepped out of a distance of hundreds of meters. From a distance, he seemed to be gliding in mid-air, as fast as a gust of wind.

This young man was Luo Feng. In two days, he finally came to the edge of the Bloody Wasteland. In just one more day, he would be able to return to Ziyang Academy.

"Hey, town!"

Luo Feng raised his head and looked forward, and saw a town in the distance, with joy in his eyes.

In the bloody wasteland for the past two days, except for monsters and rocks, no one has been seen, and finally we have reached a place where people live.

Luo Feng decided to go to the town to rest before continuing on his way.

This small town is not big. From a distance, there are only two-person earth walls built around it. The surface is full of potholes and looks very old.

Approaching the town, Luo Feng suddenly stopped, his eyes solemn.

The whole town is so quiet! Not the slightest sound.

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

Luo Feng frowned, took out his anger knife, and approached the town cautiously.

Whoosh!

Luo Feng landed on the city wall and stared into the town.

Although he was already prepared, Luo Feng couldn't help but take a deep breath after seeing the situation in front of him.

The streets and houses of the town were covered with bloodstains everywhere. The skeletons were lying on the ground in a row, and a thick layer was spread on the ground, extending to the end of the field of vision, and it was impossible to see how many people there were.

Several monsters nibbled on the corpses unscrupulously on the street, and the icy chewing sound made one's heart tremble.

The breeze was blowing, and the strong smell of corruption in the air was disgusting.

Luo Feng released his soul power, but he didn't feel the breath of a living person, and his heart trembled slightly.

"The whole town is dead, what happened..."