Chapter 369 (1/2)
”Let our Ye family disappear completely in Dayang city! What a breath! ”
When ye Tang heard the words of the skinny warrior, his head exploded with rage. Looking back at Ye Xian, he said with a ferocious look: ”father, this boy is so arrogant. We will send family experts again. We must get rid of him!”
”Beast!”
PA!
Ye Xian suddenly stood up, big sleeve a wave, a palm will leaf hall fan out.
”Father...”
Ye Tang covers his red and swollen left face and looks at Ye Xian in surprise.
Ye Xian's eyebrows trembled, his eyes burned with fierce anger, and looked at Ye Tang and roared:
”blue blood four tigers are all defeated by Luo Feng, who can guarantee to kill him? Are you going? ”
Ye Tang's face changed and he shook his head in a hurry.
Yang Qinghu, the top cultivator of Jiuchong Tianting, died in Luofeng's hands. Now his cultivation is abandoned, and only 20% of his strength is left. Luofeng can crush him with one finger.
Looking at the angry Ye Xian, the thin warrior asked in a low voice, ”my Lord, what shall we do now?”
Ye Xian's eyes flickered, his face was livid, and his hands were shaking.
It's shocking enough that a warrior in the middle of jiuchongtiantingjing defeated three warriors in the late of jiuchongtiantingjing and attacked with a master at the top of jiuchongtiantingjing.
And it was a young man under 16 who did it!
At the thought of this, ye Xian felt his scalp tingling and a deep chill gushing from the bottom of his heart.
Ye Tang sits on the ground and stares at Ye Xian.
He saw the fear from ye Xian's face. He was afraid of a warrior in the middle of Jiuchong Tianting!
After a moment's contemplation, ye Xian took a deep breath and announced in a deep voice, ”this matter should not have happened. Remember, it should not be mentioned to anyone later!”
He does have the ability to kill Luofeng, but if he fails, the Ye family will surely fall into an irreparable place! A growing 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 sighs a sigh of relief, while ye Tang beside him looks dead gray.
……
The waning moon is high and the wind is cold at night.
In the endless bloody wasteland, the burning bonfire is particularly striking in the wasteland shrouded in the night.
Beside the campfire, sat a young man with eyebrows as sharp as a knife. It was Luofeng.
After deciding to go back to the college, Luo Feng was on his way all the time, and finally entered the blood age wasteland on the third night.
It's only a day's journey through the bloody wasteland to get back to the college.
However, it is not easy to go through the bloody wasteland.
The bloody wasteland is thousands of miles around, connecting the Chilian mountains. Among them, monsters and beasts are rampant, and the environment is dangerous. Especially at night, the roar of monsters can be heard everywhere, which is very dangerous.
Luofeng didn't want to drive in the bloody wasteland shrouded in the night.
Moreover, he was not in a hurry for some time. He simply traveled by day and practiced at night.
Luo Feng picked a bonfire with a stick, looked at the dry food in his hand, and frowned slightly.
These days, I have been eating dry food. A bird is fading out of my mouth. When I see dry food, I have no appetite.
”Find something to eat first.”
Luo Feng stood up, glanced around, his eyes suddenly coagulated, angrily Yan Dao appeared in his hands, a knife waved in the air.
Wheeze!
In the slight wind breaking sound, a cold blade spreads out in the night and flies out. In the distance, there is a howling sound immediately.
Luo Feng's figure flashed and stood at the place where the howling sound came out.
On the ground, there is a corpse of a monster with two horns. Its body is only one meter long, and its whole body is covered with blood colored hair.
Looking at the corpse of the monster on the ground, Luo Feng smiled on his face: ”the blood grain sheep of the first level monster, have a good fortune.”
Blood grain sheep is a first-class beast, one of the most common beasts in the blood age wasteland. It is strong and fat, with delicious meat, and is a kind of top-grade food.
Luo Feng carries the blood grain sheep back to the campfire and starts to deal with it immediately.
Soon, the air began to smell inviting.
Luo Feng took a taste. The meat was smooth and fat, but not greasy. He nodded and praised: ”it's blood grain sheep. Without seasoning, the taste can be so good.”
Tearing off a leg of lamb, Luo Feng immediately began to eat it. In a moment, he ate half of the roasted lamb, which satisfied him with clapping his hands.
Add some dry firewood in the bonfire, Luo Feng sits on his knees, looks at the angry Yandao in his hand, and contemplates.
After the last fight with Yang Qinghu, Luo Feng has been reflecting on the battle at that time.
At that time, if it was not for Yang Qinghu's carelessness, it would be very difficult for him to win.
This made Luofeng realize that his strength is far from the real top master of Jiuchong Tianting.
”If the general trend can reach the small realm of condensing emptiness and transforming reality, I will surely win a lot in the face of the top experts of Jiuchong Tianting realm.”
Luo Feng touched the body of Nu Yan Dao with his fingers and said to himself.
After this period of accumulation, Luo Feng feels that the general trend has reached the edge of breakthrough. If the general trend can be small, the strength will surely advance rapidly.
These days, he has been trying to improve the general situation.
Take a deep breath, Luo Feng put the angry Yan knife on his knee, closed his eyes, and began to cultivate.
In my mind, I recall the general trend over and over again. The vitality of Luo Feng's body forms the shadow of a knife, which is constantly cut around, leaving cracks on the ground.
With the passage of time, Luofeng gradually entered the cultivation state of forgetting things and me.