"No one is left, kill!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow flashed in front of Luo Feng's eyes, and a foot kicked his chest.

Luo Feng didn't even have the chance to open the Yin-Yang Chain Mail. He broke the glass and flew backwards and fell heavily into the puddle.

Before Luo Feng could get up, the black shadow rushed over again like lightning and shot Luo Feng's head in the air.

"So fast," Luo Feng's heart trembled. Even though he opened his blood pupils at the critical moment, there was a huge gap in the face of this person's absolute strength.

Luo Feng could only block his arms and was once again pulled out by the opponent's rude force.

At this time, was the scream of the new woman coming from the teahouse? She was grabbed by the one-eyed man and waved her hands in despair, completely forgetting that she was still an angry warrior.

Seeing this scene, Li Cheng shouted in pain, "What are you doing when you are standing there? Running, you can run and you count as one!"

There was no need for Li Cheng to remind him. In just a short fight, Luo Feng already knew that the strength of the two sides was very different. He turned around and shot out, and the wind whistled in his ears.

After a few steps, Luo Feng had already appeared a hundred meters away.

"I want to escape!" The man sneered, kicked his feet, and his body of 1.9 meters was like a cannonball. He chased behind Luo Feng in an instant and punched him out with a punch.

Luo Feng couldn't dodge and was hit hard by Jie again. This punch directly smashed the Yin-Yang Chain Mask. Luo Feng flew out with a muffled groan and hit the van with a loud bang.

Under the terrifying impact, the van twisted sideways and rolled heavily to the ground.

"The gap in strength is too big. This guy must at least be at the peak of the Tiger Soul Realm, with the same strength as Xing Tong," Luo Feng spat, but was extremely calm.

"These guys are mostly core members of underground warriors, and their strength is comparable to the early stage of the Dragon Top. If you want to fight them, I can only open my bloodline, but..." Luo Feng clenched his fists and weighed the pros and cons, "But in

If you use blood here, I will be in danger.”

Undoubtedly, bloodline is Luo Feng's trump card. If you use it rashly, you will inevitably be targeted by many people.

It is easy to imagine what the consequences are.

But just as Luo Feng weighed the pros and cons, Li Qingshan took the lead in making the decision.

After avoiding the slash of the warrior holding a big sword, he directly used the Qimen Dun Armor, wrapped him with the mysterious yellow light, and disappeared silently in the rain curtain.

Seeing this scene, the one-eyed man holding the new woman's clothes was stunned, with a strong murderous intent, "This bastard is from Longhu Mountain. He is using Qimen Dunjia. Even if he dies, he will find him.

”

"Since Li Qingshan has chosen to escape, I have nothing to worry about," Luo Feng once again chose to retreat without hard steel in the face of the man who was culling.

But this time, Luo Feng cleverly chose to escape into the center of the imperial capital, and shot into one of the buildings with the complex terrain of the skyscrapers.

Seeing this, the man was unwilling to accept it and tried to chase after it.

However, his speed did completely crush Luo Feng, but in such a complex terrain, the advantages of Shenxingzhu were fully utilized.

In less than ten seconds, Luo Feng completely distanced himself from the man, and soon he could no longer see the man.

After escaping to a safe enough position, Luo Feng's air was almost exhausted, and he sat on the ground, allowing the heavy rain to wash his whole body and lower his body temperature.

"Is the black robe here?" Luo Feng tried to summon the black robe, but the black robe was indeed not near him.

Luo Feng was so angry that he sighed, "Brothers, don't blame me for being cold-blooded, I really have no choice."

Luo Feng sighed and planned to return to the center of the Imperial City, where the department store experts gathered, and it should be the safest place.

But just as Luo Feng took a step forward, he suddenly paused.

A terrible aura that seemed to crush his soul came to his face behind him.

Luo Feng found that his arms were erected.

Looking for this terrifying aura, Luo Feng turned his head stiffly and immediately took a breath of cold air.

I only saw two people standing opposite the building at this time.

One old and one young.

The old man was hunched, wearing a blue cloth top, holding beads in his hand, and staring at Luo Feng who was trembling like a smile on his back.

Another person was about two meters tall, wearing floral and rustic short sleeves, holding a bloody head in his left hand, and his thick lips made a strange and mechanical smile.

And this aura was emitted by the two of them.

"Goudan, go and kill this kid!" The old man slowly turned the beads and his smile was cold.

"Oh, OK," the two-meter-high fat man threw his head away, stepped out of his front foot, and his fat body jumped up in the air and landed in front of Luo Feng.

As he landed on the ground, the rainwater that was sputtered by the wind and sputtered swept across.

The fat man's body sank and his left arm burst out of the air, which was unstoppable.

"This guy... turned out to be a physical cultivation warrior." Luo Feng saw four cyclones exploded in his chest, which just showed that he was a fourth-level physical cultivation warrior, and his strength was comparable to that of the peak of the Tiger Soul Realm.

Luo Feng did not hesitate. He had run out of energy and he could still practice physically.

Three cyclones exploded in his chest, and the jab of Bajiquan rushed out.

When the two fists were touching each other, Luo Feng's fist seemed to hit the iron plate and flew out with a muffled groan.

On the other hand, the silly fat man didn't move at all, holding his fist, and attacked him again with an extremely flexible body.

"Even if I have good physical foundation and have Bajiquan, the gap between the third-level physical cultivation warrior and the fourth-level physical cultivation warrior is impossible to make up for," Luo Feng retreated crazily, dodging in a mess.

And the most important thing is that the old man holding the beads has never taken action. Luo Feng wanted to spy on his strength, but found that it was unfathomable.

In other words, the other party is definitely the early stage of the Dragon Top.

Even if he can deal with this fat man, what about the old man?

"Cao, isn't it said that Dragon Pin is the peak of Qi warrior? Why are you walking all over the ground now?" Luo Feng cried secretly.

"Bang!" Just as Luo Feng was thinking about countermeasures, the fat man suddenly rushed over at a strange angle. Luo Feng was unable to touch the defense and punched him hard, and crashed into the wall.

"Opportunity," the fat man shouted foolishly, jumping into the air with a few steps, and crashing into the dust.

Suddenly, as the floor shook violently, the dust mixed with rain swept across.

Seeing this scene, the old man could not see any expression on his face, but looked at the center of the imperial city solemnly, as if he was thinking about something.

"This time the plan is too risky. The girl from the Yin-Yang family is second, and the most important thing is the old master. This old monster has lived for more than a hundred years and has become a spirit. If this plan is discovered,

We have been wasted all our efforts.”

The old man sighed deeply and looked behind him, "Doudan, stop playing, be ready to leave here, the department store people will catch up soon."

There was a dead silence behind me.

"Good dog?" The old man turned his head and suddenly his pupils shrank slightly.

A black shadow exuded a terrifying ancient aura. At this time, he held the fat man's entire fat face with one hand, his bloody eyes were staring at the old man with murderous intent, showing an evil smile.
Chapter completed!