"Boy, how dare you come back?" Niu Zhanshan, a bald man holding a machete, looked at Li Feng with a cold face, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Li Feng crossed his arms and said calmly: "I have never thought about running away."

"Yo Huo, you are so courageous. It seems that if I don't disembowel you today, I won't be able to see anyone." The bald man held a knife in his right hand and touched the blade with his left hand, his face full of ferociousness.

Li Feng did not say a word, and glanced across the group of slave traders indifferently. Judging from the energy fluctuations emanating from their bodies, Niu Zhanshan was an eight-star warrior, Luo Tie was a seven-star warrior, and the minions around him were probably five- to six-star warriors.

level.

"Let's get rid of those little minions first."

With a thought in his mind, Li Feng's eyes turned pale. Cold air filled the air under his feet. Wisps of cold air slowly intertwined and condensed in front of him, condensing into a completely transparent ice sword in the blink of an eye.

"Buzz~"

The ice sword trembled slightly, like the sound of a sword, emitting circles of weak ripples in space.

The slave traders were surrounding them from all directions. Seeing this scene, their expressions changed slightly.

"Why are you still standing there? Cut him into pieces for me and feed him to the dogs." Niu Zhanshan roared, and the huge roar resounded over the wasteland.

When the slave traders heard the leader's order, they looked at each other, and then they all rushed towards Li Feng with weapons in hand.

"Go!" Li Feng waved his hand.

The ice sword suspended in front of him suddenly shot out, and a nightmare instantly fell on this wasteland.

Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof!....

The ice sword burst out and turned into a stream of afterimages that shot into the crowd. Almost in the blink of an eye, it penetrated four or five figures. All of them passed through the chest and came out from the back, killing them with one blow.

"ah!"

"Help."

"What's this?"

Clouds of blood mist exploded in the crowd, and the blood mist sprayed thinly. These slave traders had never seen such a battle before. They were killed on the spot and abandoned their armor. They were so frightened that they left their souls and screamed in horror.

The screams echoed across the wasteland, making people feel numb.

The ice sword turned into a stream of light and flew erratically among the crowd, like a swimming fish that shuttled back and forth without any rules.

Nearly fifty slave traders were immediately subjected to a wave of bloody massacre under the strange attack of the ice sword.

Where the ice swords were flying, the slave traders were like straw, falling down one after another, either having their necks cut off, or having a sword pierce their hearts, and they were too dead to die.

"Is this guy a magician?"

"How can this be?"

Niu Zhanshan and Luo Tie stood not far away. Seeing this terrifying scene, their expressions suddenly changed drastically.

"What should I do?" Luo Tie said with a pale face, holding a spear.

In the world of Jinluo, warriors here are called warriors, and mind masters are called magicians.

Almost like the Beacon World, magicians have a transcendent status and are god-like existences with many incredible methods that rarely appear in the secular world.

Niu Zhanshan never thought that when he met a group of young men on the road, there would be a terrifying magician hidden among them.

Fortunately, they had tried to attack them before, but they didn't expect that this time they were hit with a brick wall.

Seeing this scene, the originally excited face suddenly froze. Looking at the fallen subordinate in front of him, his face twitched and his eyes were filled with fear.

"Magicians have a transcendent status and have strange methods. They are fleeing in the wilderness. Once they are caught up by the opponent, they will definitely die." Niu Zhanshan's eyes were uncertain, and then he gritted his teeth and said.

"Anyway, it means death, so it's better to give it a try."

Luo Tie gritted his teeth and shouted: "Yes, strike first to be stronger and kill him."

"Magicians are generally good at long-range attacks. Once a warrior gets close to you, you will definitely die." Niu Zhanshan licked the corner of his mouth and said with a fierce look in his eyes.

"You attack the opponent's left side, and I attack the opponent's right side. Let's attack from both sides."

Luo Tie nodded and said, "Okay, that's it."

After a quick discussion, the two of them rushed out at the same time. Taking advantage of the chaos, they turned into two afterimages and attacked Li Feng from the left and right sides.

Li Feng glanced away, as if he could see the intentions of the two slave leaders, and the corners of his mouth raised, revealing an imperceptible sneer.

Whoosh!

Immediately afterwards, his figure disappeared and flew several meters away as if teleporting, appearing out of thin air in front of the afterimage rushing towards him from the left.

"Aren't you...?" Luo Tie looked at the powerful figure that suddenly appeared in front of him in horror, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Li Feng sneered: "Who told you that I am only good at long-range attacks."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Feng swung out his sword with a force exceeding one million kilograms, and it was like a sharp sword that instantly passed through Luo Tie's neck.

With a pop, blood spurted out, and a big head rose into the sky. Luo Tie, who was a seven-star warrior, was actually killed by Li Feng with a palm strike.

At this time, an afterimage flew over from the right, followed by a cold sword light.

Li Feng didn't even look back, as if he was predicting the unknown, he took a strange step sideways to avoid the sword light in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, his thigh swung violently, carrying thunderous force, and swung it hard on the opponent's abdomen.

There was a muffled sound, and Niu Zhanshan had no time to resist Li Feng's fierce whip. He was whipped to the point where blood spurted out from his mouth, and he was sent flying like a cannonball.

Then it directly hit a truck behind, with a loud bang, the wood chips fell apart, revealing the figures of more than a dozen tied slaves inside.

"Ahem!" Niu Zhanshankou vomited blood and fell to the ground. His abdomen seemed to have been displaced and he was in pain.

His face was full of fear, and his heart was filled with pain. He never thought that this magician was not only good at long-range attacks, but he also didn't expect that close combat could be so terrifying. His previous thoughts were completely wrong.

If he had known this was the case, he should have chosen to run away.

Niu Zhanshan actually tried to kill Li Feng with a close attack, hoping to get lucky. Niu Zhanshan wanted to give himself a slap in the face.

After Li Feng finished dealing with the group of slave traders, he slowly walked over, grabbed Niu Zhanshan's collar, lifted it up, and said with a cold look: "Slave traders, do you think I don't know your identities?"

"You still want to take advantage of the situation, do you have the ability?"

Niu Zhanshan's face turned pale, and he said with fear: "Dear magician, please spare me a lot. I am a member of the Blood Moon Temple."

"With your strong strength, you will definitely be able to obtain an important position in our Blood Moon Temple and be reused."

When Li Feng heard this, he couldn't help but be surprised and said: "It seems like you have a good background, right?"

"Tell me, who are you and what are these slaves doing?"

Niu Zhanshan said with a horrified look on his face: "We are subordinates of a special envoy from the Blood Moon Temple, and we specialize in collecting slaves for him from all over the world for his trading use."

"Where is the Blood Moon Temple and what kind of deal are you doing?" Li Feng asked with cold eyes, squeezing the opponent's neck with one hand, his face full of naked murderous intent.

When Niu Zhanshan heard Li Feng's question, his eyes suddenly flashed with doubts. Who is this guy? There are people in this world that even the Blood Moon Temple doesn't know. But when he thought of the other party's cruel methods, he couldn't help but feel panic in his heart.

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"The Blood Moon Temple is the most terrifying force in the Jinluo Continent. It has tens of millions of believers spread across every corner of the continent and is superior to all forces."

"Everyone from high-ranking officials to bureaucrats and businessmen, down to peddlers and foot soldiers, must pay tribute and pay homage to the Blood Moon Temple every year."

"Even the successors of those kingdoms or the inheritors of the territory need the permission of the Blood Moon Temple before they can succeed to the title. Otherwise, even if you are stronger, you still have to face the military oppression of the Blood Moon Temple.

Bow your head and surrender."

"We have collected so many slaves from all over the world just to transport them to the bloody king."

Li Feng looked surprised and said: "Oh, it's surprising that the Blood Moon Temple is so powerful. Who is the Bloody King? Why does he need so many slaves?"

"The Bloody King is the monarch of the Fengyu Kingdom, but he is cruel and easy to kill, and he is a notorious murderer for his excessive taxation and violent administration." Niu Zhanshan said truthfully.

"The reason why he went to great lengths to collect so many slaves is said to be to sacrifice for a sacred artifact. He would kill a thousand people every day before he would stop."

When Li Feng heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked. He gritted his teeth and said: "Killing a thousand people every day just to sacrifice for a divine weapon. To be so cruel is to be called a bloody king."

But then he couldn't help but wonder, what kind of artifact was it that needed to be watered and nourished with blood?

Li Feng continued to ask: "Is this world just going to let him continue to act like this without anyone caring about him?"

Niu Zhanshan shook his head and said: "It's useless. The leader of the Fengyu Kingdom is not only a powerful person, but he is also a strong man in the holy realm. He has the Blood Moon Temple to support him and has strong power."

"On this continent, there are countless people who want to assassinate him every day."

"But no one has ever succeeded."

Li Feng suddenly realized: "So that's it. It seems that the Blood Moon Temple has a good background. It dares to support such a murderous devil."

He looked down at the other person again: "May I ask you one last question?"

"Since you work for the Blood Moon Temple and are well-informed, do you know anything about the 'Bloody Crown' treasure?"

When Niu Zhanshan heard this, he looked surprised and said: "Is the bloody crown a divine weapon?"

"It's a divine weapon, what's wrong?" Li Feng asked.

Niu Zhanshan said hurriedly: "Because I am transporting so many slaves to Fengyu Kingdom, I once got a piece of news by chance from my superiors."

"It is said that the reason why the bloody king kills a thousand people every day and collects blood is to sacrifice to a mysterious crown."

"After each sacrifice, the Bloody King's strength will increase by one point."
To be continued...