Chapter 202 (1/2)

You can see fighting everywhere.

There are a large number of people and horses fighting, there are experts fighting, there are also warriors and monsters fighting.

Blood, soaked in every inch of the hundred battle area.

Ten days later, Li Fuchen was far away from the bloody city.

Here is a small valley, a clear stream, from the valley outflow, valley on both sides, the trees are lush.

Sitting on a big stone by the stream, Li Fuchen took out his dry food and ate it.

The dry food is rich, with wine, meat and snacks.

With a bag, Li Fuchen doesn't have to worry about too much dry food and no place to put it.

After the dry food was finished, Li Fuchen was getting ready to get up. Suddenly, a series of sounds came from the sky. There were three more figures in the valley. The two figures who fell first were obviously injured. Blood spilled on the stream and dyed the stream red. Then the figure was dressed in silver, with a black claw on the chest and three fingers.

”Silver clothes?”

The front two people, clothes are very casual, can not see which clan, but the person behind, Li Fuchen knows, the other is a disciple of the silver clothes sect.

All of them were dressed in silver clothes and distinguished by their chest claws.

The black claw of one finger is the outer disciple, the black claw of two fingers is the inner disciple, the black claw of three fingers is the zhenzhuan disciple, and the golden claw of three fingers is the golden true disciple.

Obviously, this is a true disciple of yinyizong.

”Fan qiansong, fan Qianyu, you two can't run away. I'm Liu Guangfeng. I can't return without blood.” The young man in silver has a heavy face.

The young man named fan qiansong gnawed his teeth and said, ”Liu Guangfeng, if you hadn't poisoned me, you would have thought that fan qiansong would be afraid of you.” In terms of strength, he is no worse than Liu Guangfeng, but he did not expect that the other party actually had a poisonous pill in his hand. Under the explosion of the poison pill, he and his sister fan Qianyu were poisoned.

”Ha ha, the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. Now what's the point of saying these things?”

Liu Guangfeng sneered.

”Do you want to do it?”

On a big tree, Li Fuchen hesitated.

He can see that Liu Guangfeng's cultivation has reached the eight levels of Disha realm, and his strength is very strong.

However, it is said that the relationship between the yinyizong and the Tiansha sect is very good. The wife of the leader of the Tiansha sect seems to belong to the yinyizong, and an elder of the yinyizong is also related to the Tiansha sect.

The enemy's friend is naturally the enemy, and the enemy of the enemy is naturally an ally.

”Well, just take this opportunity to try the power of ground level weapon fragments.” After thinking about it, Li Fuchen decided to move on.

Liu Guangfeng is about 30 years old, while fan qiansong is 25-6 years old. Just now, fan qiansong said that before poisoning, his strength was not inferior to Liu Guangfeng, which showed that nine out of ten of them were disciples of gold.

It would not be a bad thing to make friends with a disciple of the true story of gold.

Liu Guangfeng shot, a shot is a kill move, several silver competition toward fan qiansong shrouded away.

Fan qiansong's weapon is a six foot long iron bar. When the iron bar dances, it shakes off the silver competition. However, the strength from the silver competition makes him spit blood and fly backward.

Hiss!

In the void, came the sound of cloth tearing, a black light, suddenly appeared, and then disappeared.

”Not good.”

Liu Guangfeng's horror, a terrible death crisis, shrouded his soul, let his whole body shiver.

The silver knife is waving.

Poof!

The knife waved empty, and the black light shot in from Liu Guangfeng's chest, and came out from behind, bringing up a large amount of blood and visceral debris, and faint bone fragments.

”This effect is much better than I thought it would be!”

Li Fuchen has no doubt about the power of the fragments of prefecture level weapons. However, when he shot out the fragments, the fragments disappeared on the way, which surprised him. If he guessed correctly, this should be part of the effect of prefecture level weapons.

If there is no such effect, the opponent is likely to block the fragments of ground level weapons with a knife grid.

Liu Guangfeng's face was not willing to fall.