Chapter 112

Luan Jingtian, who was seriously injured, became extremely frightened at this moment.

He didn't expect that the information of zongmen was wrong. The crazy dragon was not the nine peaks of huahun realm, but the ten peaks of huahun realm.

Moreover, the other party doesn't know what kind of secret method he has practiced, and he can improve his cultivation to the empty state in a short time.

Knowing that he is not an opponent, Luan Jingtian doesn't want to die.

So in an instant, he decided to abandon his disciples and run away alone.

When the news is reported to zongmen, it is the death date of the thief group.

As for the life and death of his disciples, he had no regard for them.

Anyway, dead friends don't die.

With this in mind, Luan Jingtian forcibly suppressed the injury in his body and roared:

"Crazy dragon, you despicable man. Green mountains do not change, green water flows. I remember today's revenge. When I come back next time, you thieves will die! "

While talking, Luan Jingtian's body also burst out.

"Want to escape? Hum, you can't escape! "

The wild dragon's eyes flashed, and after saying a word, he chased Luan Jingtian.

Before leaving, the Dragon shouted to the second and third leaders of the gang of Thieves:

"Second and third, I'll go after that guy. You kill all these disciples!"

"Boss, don't worry. Let's give these weak people to us!"

The two masters, with a cruel look on their face, said a word to the dragon and continued to slaughter the disciples of Xuantian sword sect.

The disciples of Xuantian sword sect, except for a beautiful beauty who threatened them, did not pay attention to others.

After all, there is a huge gap between each weight after the martial arts cultivation reaches the soul realm.

What's more, those two thieves who are in charge of the family have ten levels of soul melting realm, which is much better than the disciples of Xuantian sword sect who came this time.

"Elder, I escaped!"

"These thieves are too strong. I'm afraid!"

"Mom, I don't want to die!"

"Who can help me!"

“……”

As Luan Jingtian ran away, the remaining disciples of Xuantian sword sect immediately got confused.

Originally, with the second and third leaders of the bandit group, they fell into the disadvantage when real cultivation broke out.

Now there are no heads, and they have become a plate of scattered sand.

In just a moment, six of the dozens of Xuantian sword sect disciples who performed the task were still alive.

In addition to Zhang Lingfeng and Duanmu Xueyan, there are also three five youth and one six youth.

But now, in addition to Duanmu Xueyan, other young people still alive, including Zhang Lingfeng, have been seriously injured.

Zhang Lingfeng's fighting power is strong, but he is the noumenon after all.

And he has a separate body, and his cultivation is only the dual of transforming the soul state.

Because there are many people with mixed eyes, he dare not borrow too much power from his body to avoid exposing his horse's feet, so he will be injured.

Fortunately, he helped secretly. Otherwise, he would have died in the hands of the two thieves.

At the moment, Duanmu snow smoke, although not seriously injured, but the exquisite pretty face is pale, which obviously consumes a lot.

If it weren't for her, she was a disciple of the great elder of the external sect. She had practiced good martial arts and skills, and her strength was far higher than that of the martial arts of the same level. Taking her eight heavy cultivation of soul melting realm as an example, she was injured by two ten heavy martial arts of soul melting realm.

"Elder martial sister Duanmu, if we continue to fight like this, we will die."

Zhang Lingfeng looked coldly at the two thieves who took a breath and approached again. He whispered to Duanmu Xueyan.

He had been beaten by pressure, and he was injured. His injury was not light, and his inner anger came up.

The reason why he never let noumenon do it is that there are disciples of Xuantian sword sect here, worried that his identity will be doubted.

If you want not to arouse any doubt and leak the news, you must cut down the roots and kill all talents.

But he has the bottom line of his principles.

Duanmu Xueyan has helped him several times after all. He won't do it to his benefactor.

There are the remaining disciples of Xuantian sword sect. They don't have much hatred with him. At most, they think his cultivation is low and look down on him. Naturally, he can't kill innocent people because of this.

That's no different from the murderer.

So Zhang Lingfeng hesitated until now.

"Elder martial sister Duanmu, help us, we don't want to die!"

"Yes, elder martial sister Duanmu, you can't leave us!"

Just as Zhang Lingfeng's voice fell, the only young people immediately began to beg.

Looking at the corpses of their companions everywhere, although these young people could barely support them, they were extremely frightened.

Duanmu snow smoke is now equally white.

In the face of death, no one can be indifferent.

But she managed to remain calm and said to the rest of her classmates:

"Younger martial brothers, up to now, I have no good way.

Well, I'll stay first and attract their attention. You all run separately. One can escape. "

In the back, Duanmu Xueyan's beautiful eyes became firm.

She looks cold and impersonal. In fact, she is not bad hearted. She can't leave her companions and run away alone.

"Thank you, senior sister Duanmu. If we can survive, we will never forget her kindness."

The rest of them were overjoyed. Without the slightest excuse, they immediately ran away separately.

These people are just polite.

They only worry about whether they can survive, so they don't worry about the life and death of Duanmu Xueyan.

Even some young people secretly scold Duanmu Xue for his big brainless chest. He is really a fool. It's a pity that he has a good skin bag.

"Want to escape? Hum, you can't escape! "

When the second leader saw that the remaining young people wanted to escape, he immediately planned to chase them.

But at this time, Duanmu snow smoke blocked the way of the second leader.

The third leader also planned to chase, and was blocked by Duanmu Xueyan's sharp attack.

"Smelly woman, toast and don't drink! I'll catch you later. I have to play with you for three days and three nights! "

2、 The third leader suddenly became angry. After a roar, he ordered hundreds of thieves behind him: "children, you chase me!"

"Order!"

Many thieves went out one after another and chased the escaped people.

Zhang Lingfeng stood where he was, but he didn't move.

Just now, the leader of the goods thief has gone down the mountain to pursue Luan Jingtian.

At that time, Luan Jingtian had been seriously injured. I'm afraid the final result is absolutely certain to die.

As for the young people who lost Duanmu Xueyan and fled, they were not familiar with the situation here and fled rashly. I'm afraid they had little chance of surviving.

After all, after the wild dragon killed Luan Jingtian, once he returns, he is likely to meet the young people who fled down the mountain.

As for staying here, if the strength is not enough, it is certainly the end of a turtle in a jar.

But Zhang Lingfeng doesn't worry. He has demon handsome cultivation, but he doesn't pay attention to these people.

Just as he thought, a gang of thieves had besieged him.

Zhang Lingfeng pays attention to Duanmu Xueyan and fights with the thieves at the same time.

The thieves who besieged him had excellent accomplishments, and even two of them were five heavy warriors in huahun territory.

However, when the noumenon secretly helps, although he is full of dangers, he can often save himself from danger.

At the same time, Duanmu Xueyan began to fight with the two thieves.

At that moment, the two men joined hands to deal with Duanmu Xueyan without any pity.

Even though Duanmu Xueyan's combat effectiveness is good, his cultivation is limited after all, so he soon fell into the disadvantage and was seriously injured by a palm.

"Pooh!"

"Ah..."

With a fierce mouthful of blood in his mouth, Duanmu Xueyan murmured. Miaoman's delicate body flew upside down like a kite with a broken line, and then hit the ground hard.

Zhang Lingfeng, who was being besieged, looked ugly when he saw this scene.