Therefore, the three sword cultivators did not think that all of this was the result of Tang Feng's deliberate efforts, and they ignored some subtle links.

Of course they also noticed that Tang Feng got up in the middle. That was the lobby on the second floor. When Tang Feng got up, he had the perfect timing.

At that time, people were coming and going in the hall, and there were several waiters walking back and forth. Tang Feng's attention was always focused on one of the waiters.

However, these three people did not pay attention to the people coming and going. Among them, a waiter in the shop had a very brief encounter with Tang Feng.

After coming out of the restaurant, the three of them concluded that Tang Feng was a poisonous cultivator. After quietly putting some distance between themselves and each other, the three of them were also looking for an opportunity to take action.

They would not let each other go just because Tang Feng was not the monk they imagined.

After hearing Tang Feng say these words, the three of them immediately understood that the other party was planning to separate from them when they arrived at Guicang City.

Guicang City is where Confucian monks gather. Of course, no action is allowed there.

While the sick man was talking, he was quickly observing his surroundings. He knew that there was not much time left for him to take action.

But just when he said three words, suddenly there was an uncontrollable pain deep in his body. In his blurred consciousness, he seemed to see Tang Feng suddenly turning his head, with a smile on his face.

still……

At the same time, the expressions of his two companions suddenly changed at this moment, and they both yelled and turned over and fell into the air.

Tang Feng didn't move at all. As soon as his thoughts moved, the soul power in his body started to move.

"Shocking Sting!"

Three invisible thorns struck out violently in the dark night...

But in the huge sword box behind the three people, almost at the same moment, there was a loud sound of swords.

"Choke choke choke!"

Amidst the sound of several sword sounds, three sword energy soared into the sky, and instantly slashed at Tang Feng on one side. The speed was so fast that Tang Feng, who had always been prepared, could only respond hastily...

After two breaths, Tang Feng looked at the three people lying on the ground. He took out the elixir and swallowed it immediately. Each of these three people had the same cultivation level as him.

Even though he was the first to sneak attack on the three of them, the sword cultivator was so terrifying that the natal sword that the opponent cultivated actually took the initiative to protect the owner when it sensed that the owner's soul was quickly extinguished.

Although the souls of the three people were hit, they were always wary of Tang Feng, but they were wary of the other party's poison.

Although the direction was wrong, the defense did play a role after all. In their remaining consciousness, they desperately activated their natal swords and slashed out with all their strength like that blurry figure.

That sick man was the monk with the strongest attack power, and Tang Feng was hit in the back by the flying sword that arrived in an instant.

But although these three sword cultivators were strong, they had never seen a real soul cultivator. When they discovered that Tang Feng's soul skills were so terrifying, it was too late.

In a desperate outburst on the verge of death, Tang Feng's back was slashed, and the sword energy had cut apart his organs, but this was nothing to Tang Feng.

He has been wandering alone for so many years. Situations more serious than this have appeared countless times, but he has survived.

This is the terrifying thing about soul cultivation. It is invisible and can destroy the soul with one blow.

Normal monks' defenses are all aimed at the physical body. Normal monks in the soul just want to defend themselves, but they don't have the corresponding skills and magic weapons.

Only some monks with strong souls have some chance to resist, while those with weaker souls can only be destroyed directly.

After Tang Feng swallowed the elixir, he first allowed the elixir to fuse in his body, and did not rush to find a place to refine the elixir to heal his injuries.

Instead, he hummed a little tune and searched all three people.

After that, a few fireballs popped up in a leisurely manner, completely erasing these three people from this world.

But during this period, when he moved his body, he gritted his teeth and cracked his mouth in pain. Then he looked at the dark night sky and couldn't help but think of that ordinary-looking young man.

"If this kind of injury were applied to that kid, I guess he wouldn't even frown. He would be a ferocious humanoid beast.

I don’t know how he is doing now. I should go back and take a look in a while. When I go back, I can find Pojunmen and have a fight with him!

Well, let’s see if he’s still that powerful now, I’ll make him cry with his head in his arms…”

Tang Feng thought in his heart that he could survive to this day because many of the methods he knew were taught by that insidious guy.

This made him involuntarily think of Li Yan every time he was injured.

"It's so refreshing to travel around the world with him. If he were here too, there would be no such trouble when meeting someone like him today.

It is estimated that when they first broke out of the beast tide, those three people were still dreaming and had already gone home happily..."

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A few years later, under the vast sky and earth in Cangxuan Realm, a dark red light quickly streaked across the sky, and then reached the farther horizon in a flash.
Chapter completed!