Hearing this, the old man's face froze and said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"He is Sheng Changfeng!"

At this moment, Xue Wulei, who was placed aside by the old man, spoke.

"Sheng Changfeng, I didn't expect you to be eyeing me!"

Xue Wulei glanced around, and there was silence and no one came.

He slowly stood up without any serious injury.

Originally, he wanted to pretend to be seriously injured, so that he would enter the sword hut to find the tears sword as the Qinglong Society.

As long as he finds the Tears Sword, he can start the inheritance left by the ancestor of Wule City.

Unexpectedly, a prosperous wind broke out halfway, and I felt like the person who came was not kind.

Watching Xue Wulei stand up.

Sheng Changfeng's face narrowed, and he didn't expect Xue Wulei to be injured at all.

"You were not injured. You were pretending just now. What are you planning?"

Sheng Changfengchen asked.

Xue Wulei is a person as famous as Murong Xiaofeng.

He pretended to be injured, and he should be planning something, and maybe even the other party was in charge of this scene.

"What am I planning? It has nothing to do with your Blood River Sect!"

"If you don't leave, I will let you stay here!"

Xue Wulei's eyes were cold when he heard this.

"Just with you, I'm here today, just to let your essence and blood help me enter the divine realm. Do you think I will leave like this!"

As Sheng Changfeng spoke, the aura on his body began to rise wildly, and the true energy around him flowed wildly.

The next moment!

Sheng Changfeng suddenly shot out, and his body turned into a bloody shadow, with a strong bloody aura, and directly slaughtered Xue Wulei away.

The speed is so fast!

Xue Wulei on the opposite side did not dare to slack off, and he quickly retreated!

As his footsteps moved, the whole person turned into a blurred phantom.

boom!

Sheng Changfeng slapped the place where Xue Wulei was just now, but with one palm slashed in the air, and his backhand punched towards the blurred Xue Wulei figure.

now!

Xue Wulei also clenched his five fingers, and a silver true energy wrapped around his fist, and then punched out!

Crashing with Sheng Changfeng's fist.

Bang!

The two figures stopped at the same time and took several steps back!

Bang! Bang!

The two of them kicked the ground at the same time, using the power of the ground to stabilize their bodies.

"The Ninth Level of Concentration of Spirit, the Ninth Level of Concentration of Spirit!"

The two of them spoke at the same time.

They didn't expect that the other party was in the ninth level of concentration.

While speaking, Sheng Changfeng stepped on the ground again, his body rose into the air, and scarlet blood emerged from his fists.

There is an amazing evil spirit in the blood.

"Blood Evil Palm!"

A low voice came from Sheng Changfeng's mouth.

The blood and energy of this punch are so strong that it vaguely affects the surrounding aura.

"call!"

At this moment, a long sword as thin as wings appeared in Xue Wulei's hand.

The long sword pierced Sheng Changfeng's throat like silver lightning.

Sheng Changfeng quickly fisted back!

Bang!

The fist collided with the sword, and a stream of energy began to spread out.

Then the two figures slowly separated.

"You can't kill me. I still have something to do today. I don't want to fight you here!"

Xue Wulei looked at Sheng Changfeng on the other side.

The two are not very different, and it is very difficult to get rid of each other.

What's more, Xue Wulei is going to pretend to be seriously injured now, and he still has to do the follow-up matters and cannot fight Sheng Changfeng here.

"You just had a fight, and the warm-up just ended, and you just wanted to leave, it was not that easy!"

A cold light shone in Sheng Changfeng's eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood-colored light surged on his body, and his own qi and blood power increased again.

The whole person's aura became a little scary.

"Half-step divine essence!"

Watching Sheng Changfeng's breath continue to increase.

Xue Wulei's eyes became solemn. Sheng Changfeng from the Blood River Sect was really difficult to deal with.

"Leave it here to me, you can leave quickly!"

At this time, a figure walked out from a distance.

He is a big man with a burly figure with a normal face but a little like a big man who just attacked him.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you, Brother Yuan!"

After saying that, a mouthful of blood spurted out from Xue Wu's mouth, adding a little more to the previously dyed red clothes.

Pretending to be true, you must pretend to be true.

The old man beside Xue Wulei grabbed Xue Wulei's figure and left in the distance.

"Let me learn about the strength of the bloody river and the vigorous Changfeng!"

At this time, the big man looked at Sheng Changfeng!

He used fists, but just now, Xue Wulei fought with a knife, and used a bit awkward.

It's not very pleasant to play!

Now I can play a good match.

"Who are you?"

Looking at the big man who appeared, Sheng Changfeng's face calmed down.

The aura of this man is very strong, not inferior to him at all.

"Eat me a punch first!"

"Tarzan Fist!"

When he asked.

The big man punched directly, and a golden true energy was wrapped around his fist, carrying fierce power, exploding the air!

It was like Mount Tai pressing the top, hitting the prosperous wind.

"snort!"

Sheng Changfeng was not vague, and he punched out, and a long river of figure appeared on his fist full of blood.

As soon as the blood river came out, it was so powerful that it was like a tide, slamming towards the fist.

boom!

Two forces collided instantly.

The bursting force directly hits the surrounding trees.

The trees were instantly scraped down on the ground by the aftermath of their battle.

The golden and blood-colored true energy kept coming out freely.
To be continued...