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Chapter 282 The wind blows, the grass and trees are all soldiers

At this time, there was a person standing quietly on a chasing treasury ten miles east of Chufeng.

The man was wearing a black robe and a black mask. He was no one else, but Qian Jiao.

"Monthly and wind high killing night, Chu Zhan, Chu Feng's team is not far away. You can catch Chu Feng and ask carefully whether Pei Nan's death has anything to do with him?"

"As for Chu Zhan and others, I will talk about it after I finish handling Chu Feng."

A hint of coldness appeared in Qian Jiao's eyes.

Just as Qian Jiao was about to set off, a figure floated over. The man was carrying a wine gourd on his waist, and there was a sword with mountains, rivers, birds and beasts behind him. It was Chu Feng.

When Qian Jiao saw the visiting person, he was slightly stunned.

Why does this person look familiar?

Qian Jiao felt that he had seen someone there, and soon he remembered that the person in front of him was Chu Feng he was looking for.

Just as Qian Jiao was looking at Chu Feng, Chu Feng was also looking at Qian Jiao.

Huh?

I couldn't see through this person's strength. It seemed that he had some magic weapon that could withstand other people's spiritual sense, which should be the black mask on his face.

The red cloud and black robe also have such a unique magic weapon. If I guess correctly, this person should be the Qian Jiao of the Evil Demon Sect.

"Are you a Qian Jiao of the Evil Demon Sect?" Chu Feng spoke first.

Qian Jiao heard this, narrowed his eyes slightly and did not speak.

But he was already confused.

How did Chu Feng know that I am Qian Jiao?

Also, he is just a monk in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage, so how did he avoid my perception and suddenly appear here?

Could it be that you have magic weapons that can avoid spiritual exploration?

never mind.

This is not the focus of my attention, the focus is that he is coming so that I will not go and look for it.

"Chu Feng, I'm curious how you know that I'm Qian Jiao from the Evil Demon Cult?"

Qian Jiao's voice was low and he slowly walked towards Chu Feng. While walking, he was accumulating spiritual energy in his hand, ready to launch an attack at any time.

"Why do you know you are Qian Jiao? This is a good question."

"You forgot, I just contacted you."

Chu Feng said slowly without rushing.

His eyes also noticed Qian Jiao's hands behind him.

This hidden dragon is cautious. The strength I showed is definitely lower than that of him, but he is still silently accumulating spiritual energy.

“Contact me?”

After hearing Chu Feng's words, Qian Jiao was stunned and his pace was slower.

When did Chu Feng contact me?

I had contacted Liu Xi before, and someone who pretended to be Bai Lian after killing Bai Lian contacted me... Hum? So that's it!

"Chu Feng, it turns out that you are contacting me as Bai Lian!"

Qian Jiao squinted his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice.

"but."

"White Lian died, but I had a doubt in my heart. I hope you can answer it."

"Discover? What doubts?"

Chu Feng was not in a hurry to do anything.

He knew that once he took action, this Qian Jiao would definitely not survive.

But what if you kill Qian Jiao and leave Qian Jiao's Nascent Soul? When searching for the soul, if you search for key content, Qian Jiao's Nascent Soul will definitely explode.

Instead of doing this, it is better to let Qian Jiao be proud for a while and reveal more things.

"I want to know what does Pei Nan's death have to do with you?"

"Oh, you may not know Pei Nan. Perhaps the name you are more familiar with is Wuming, the abbot of Baoxiang Temple!"

Qian Jiao was afraid that Chu Feng would not know who Pei Nan was, so he said Wuming's name.

"So it's this evil demon."

"What does his death have to do with me? I just went to Baoxiang Temple to make a wish and found that Pei Nan was not a good person, so I solved him."

Chu Feng patted his sleeves and thought casually.

"What?"

"You really killed Pei Nan? This is unlikely. Pei Nan died under the powerful purification power of Buddhism. You are an honorary elder of the Shushan Sword Sect, and you should be practicing the fierce and domineering sword technique."

Seeing Chu Feng admitting without hesitation, the suspicious Qian Jiao refused to believe it.

In his opinion, if Chu Feng hides his cover and refuses to admit it, then Pei Nan's death is likely to be done by Chu Feng.

But after Chu Feng admitted it generously, he was a little disbelief.

"Why."

"Why no one believes it?"

"Forget it, I'm in a hurry. Since you don't believe it, I'll send you to the Huangquan to meet Pei Nan. When you get there, you will know the truth."

After this brief contact, Chu Feng discovered that the Qianlong was a cautious person and should not be able to make any comments. Instead of wasting time, it would be better to kill the Qianlong directly.

"Kill me?"

"You are not qualified yet!"

Qian Jiao is also a ruthless person. After hearing Chu Feng's words, he was too lazy to have a verbal dispute and slapped Chu Feng with a palm in the air.

In an instant, a huge spiritual palm print rushed towards Chu Feng.

The hurricane formed by the huge palm print immediately blew the mass grave up, and even exposed the corpses in the grave.

Chu Feng saw the huge palm print and his face was expressionless.

With a light raising of his hand, a golden sword energy burst out.

A bang!

Just after just one encounter, the golden sword energy crushed Qian Jiao's huge palm print into nothingness.

"Um?"

"This Chu Feng really hides his strength!"

Qian Jiao was a little surprised when he saw this scene, but he was not surprised.

Because in Tang Hong's mansion, he had already vaguely judged that the person who killed Bai Lian had some strength, and that person was most likely Chu Feng.

"Chu Feng, this hall master has not exercised his muscles for a long time. I hope you can have fun with me."

Qian Jiao narrowed his eyes slightly, snorted coldly, then suddenly formed seals with both hands, shouting in a low voice: "The wind and the cranes are in a panic, [The grass and trees are all soldiers]!"

As soon as he finished speaking, strange lights emanated from Qian Jiao's chest. Soon, people of similar size to Qian Jiao walked out of Qian Jiao's body.

No.

It may not be appropriate to call them by people, but it may be more appropriate to use scarecrows.

These people are all made of straw.

"Um?"

"There are such a magical technique in the world?"

Chu Feng saw scarecrows coming out of Qian Jiao's body, and raised his eyebrows and felt quite magical.

This was the first time Chu Feng felt that his opponent was interesting.

Even the Heavenly Demon Emperor in the fusion realm did not give him this feeling.

The Heavenly Demon Emperor gave Chu Feng only two words: fierce and domineering.

And the feeling that this hidden dragon gave Chu Feng was mysterious and weird.

"Don't be surprised Chu Feng first. When you encounter my magic trick later, you may cry heart-wrenchingly!"

Qian Jiao showed a sarcastic look on his face.

"No one in this world can make me cry heart-wrenchingly."

Chu Feng shook his head.

Qian Jiao snorted coldly, too lazy to speak.

A scarecrow.

Two scarecrows.

...

After a while, eighteen scarecrows appeared in front of Qian Jiao.

After summoning the scarecrow, Qian Jiao did not immediately attack Chu Feng, but pointed at the black mask lightly.
Chapter completed!
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