Xiaohu raised his head and saw him applauding. Although he didn't understand why, he also followed suit and clapped his palms together.

"Tsk, it's very wonderful."

Seeing that they all looked at them, Xia Fan waved his hand to them and continued:

"Don't care about us, keep going."

Jiang Jie and the others felt strange. These two villagers were really fearless. Are they not afraid?

"snort"

Zhou Feng felt that the other party was laughing at him. He was actually ridiculed by an ant-like mortal. With a change of thought, he waved his hands and suddenly flew towards Xia Fan.

Good opportunity.

Jiang Ju and Song Biao's eyes lit up. While the flying sword was already far away, they approached each other one by one again.

Now that the flying sword is no longer nearby, do you have anything to stop it?

"Bang"

The hammer smashed the air again, and the other party turned into black smoke and floated around.

When the black smoke gathered together again and someone appeared faintly, a sword light slashed over.

However, Jiang Ju chased after the black smoke. Seeing that the sword was about to slash, suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air behind him.

"Be careful behind."

Song Biao shouted anxiously, the flying sword gave up assassinating the villagers at some point and broke them back. At this time, the hammer was still half-sinked in the earth and there was no time to stop it.

Unfortunately, the flying sword was too fast. Jiang Yan felt regretful and had to turn around and pick the flying dagger away. Although he avoided the sword, he also missed the opportunity to destroy the enemy.

"I have heard of the existence of martial arts masters among mortals in the mountain gate. It seems that this is true. I, who just built the foundation, wanted to take the lives of you two with my unskilled sword control skills, but it was a bit bad."

The black fog quickly formed Zhou Feng, and at this time the black smoke around him was already very light and almost invisible.

Jiang Jie and the others didn't know what foundation building meant, but following his words, it might be more difficult to follow.

Zhou Feng raised his right arm, opened his right hand, and the short sword floating in the air returned to his hand in an instant.

He held the sword blade with his left hand and wiped the sword body with blood. But strangely, the blood in his palm did not drip along the sword body, but was absorbed by the dagger.

"Oh, the essence and blood I finally saved up is cheaper for you again."

"But these two weapons are not extraordinary, they can only be like this."

"Who made us abandoned by cruel people."

"But don't worry, you won't be an ordinary person for so many years."

He whispered to the dagger, as if he was conversing with his lover, as if he was intimate with his pet.

The black dagger vibrated slightly in his hand, as if responding.

As the sword body vibrated, the black smoke around it turned into a light red, and a strong smell of blood was floating.

Seeing that the situation seemed to be even more wrong, Jiang Ju couldn't help but rush over first, and Song Biao followed closely after seeing this.

"Okay, let me see the power of feeding with essence and blood."

Zhou Feng held the sword in his right hand, and the two people who were hedging him didn't care and swung them away with one sword.

Jiang Ju grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, raised it high, and slashed it down with force.

"Table"

An almost slight sound rang out.

Jiang Yan looked at the scene in front of him blankly. How could this be? His iron sword was given to him by the city lord. It is said that it was made of black iron. Why was it in half like a piece of wood at this moment?

As if he had expected this, Zhou Feng was not surprised by this. He waved his sword again and waved the hammer that was hitting him.

The tip of the sword was like cutting a watermelon, and the huge hammer was turned into two halves, falling on the ground, and two small holes were smashed.

Zhou Feng's subordinates kept scratching the hammer and shaking their wrists, and they were about to cut off their heads.

"We are from Puzhou City."

Seeing that no miracle had happened, Jiang Yan reported the story of the two with the last trace of expectations.

Puzhou City is the largest city here. If the person in front of you knows the city lord, he might be able to let go of his life.

Sure enough, the sword blade stopped less than an inch from their throats.

But Zhou Feng's face looked very strange after hearing this.

First, he was confused, then suddenly, then angry, and finally he was distorted.

"Hahaha."

He gritted his teeth.

"Puzhou, it turns out you are from Puzhou, haha, this world is so small."

"I was just a carefree little monk. Although I had no hope of becoming an immortal, I lived a life of freedom."

"But now, no one is alive, no one is ghost, I can't even think that I will become a demon cultivator who everyone calls to beat me."

"Do you know, who is the one who caused me to this situation now? Who is the one who forced me to fall into the devil's way?"

"Haha, he is from a person named Puzhou City, hahaha, it's a coincidence!"

Zhou Feng raised his head and laughed, his laughter was very miserable.

Hearing this, Jiang Gui's last glimmer of hope was shattered, but how could it be? Is there a monk in Puzhou? He doesn't know.

"Did you see Xiaohu? There are such people in this world. Anyway, they are innocent, and there are reasons for themselves to become bad. If there is no other factor interfering with them, they would not be like this."

"This person will always find excuses for his depravity. You should not become such a person in the future."

But Xia Fan shook his head slightly after hearing this and couldn't help but say to Xiaohu.

Zhou Feng's face became ferocious, but what the ant said stabbed him in the pain:

"You're looking for death!"

Half of the short sword on the ground floated up and quickly stabbed Xia Fan while swaying.
Chapter completed!