Chapter 18 Meet Sima Feng again

Zhao Haoran arched his hand with his fist, beckoned the hot wheel, and flew out of the city very quickly.

The flight consumption of the soul in January is very large. Generally, it is very difficult for the peak state of January to last for half an hour, but Zhao Haoran is not an ordinary soul person. The soul method of cultivation is high, and the soul power left in the soul body of the ground level is 40% or 50% more than that of the yellow level, which is also a different level of soul method. One of the differences.

When the soul person flies in the sky, he needs to use soul power to block the cold attack from the air. Zhao Haoran's body is strong and naturally does not need protection.

Zhao Haoran's flight is more than enough for an hour.

Ke Cheng has been walking for four or five hours. He can't give up the treasure he has been searching for so many years. He is full of four cars, and his only youngest son is also brought to him for fear of any more problems. Coupled with his wife and concubine escort, the long convoy is lined up for a long time, and it is quite slow to walk.

Looking back, the high and low mountains covered the view, and Shigang City is still invisible. The only big city nearby is Shigang City. It will take thousands of miles to go further to have a next city. Ke Cheng is still a little uneasy. Although Zhao Haoran's strength could not be seen with his own eyes, the two elders He was killed without moving. I'm afraid he is at least a one-month soul.

Calculation of the distance, more than a thousand miles, the time it takes for the soul to come here is certainly not a small amount, but why is it always a little afraid?

A small black spot appeared in the sky, and Kecheng's eyesight didn't pay much attention to it. He just thought it was a bird.

Zhao Haoran saw the winding team from afar and smiled coldly. What price he had to pay for what he did was. The lord of Shigang City would die today.

slowly fell down, Zhao Haoran did not hide his breath. Ke Cheng soon found something was wrong. The powerful oppression made the horses in the motorcade tremble and unable to move forward. Those concubines who were used to living in the deep boudoir shouted.

"Why don't you leave?"

"Carman, what are you doing? Hurry up." Although I don't know why the whole family moved, I can see that Ke Cheng met someone who couldn't afford to provoke him, and he was in a hurry all the way.

Ke Cheng raised his head and said to himself, "Is my Ke family going to be delivered to my hand?"

A young man suddenly appeared in the middle of the road. Most of them didn't notice, but felt a flower in front of him. This person seemed to emerge out of thin air.

"Kid, get out of the way. This is the motorcade of our lord of Shigang City. Don't look for trouble." At the front was a strong man in gray, pointing Zhao Haoran with the whip in his hand.

Zhao Haoran smiled and said, "I'm here to find your lord. Tell him to come and see me."

"What are you?" The big man waved the whip, but found that the horse that had accompanied him for many years did not dare to move at all and jumped off the war horse angrily.

Reaching out his hand, the whip waved at Zhao Haoran's face. The big man laughed proudly. The stupid boy didn't know how to hide. He felt excited when he thought of the blood splashing on his face.

Seeing the look in the eyes of the big man, Zhao Haoran did not move. He secretly controlled the whip with soul power and flew back at a faster speed.

The big man grinned, touched the blood on his face, and looked at Zhao Haoran in horror, "You... You..."

Ke Cheng slowly came from the middle of the team and was still very calm, "I know you will find it."

"Since you know, why do you have to go so far?"

Ke Cheng smiled, as if he hadn't seen him for a long time. "If I don't try, how can I know that there is no chance? I admit that this time it was my mistake, but I have to avenge my son. If you give me another chance to choose, I will first transfer my family to another place, and then I will fight with you.

Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose, "It's a pity that you miscalculated. Your cultivation is too far away. There is no chance. You can solve it by yourself."

Ke Cheng nodded and took out a dagger from his arms. Zhao Haoran stood in front of him, but he was not afraid that he had other ideas. The strength gap was too big. If he still thought of a stupid sneak attack, Zhao Haoran did not mind letting him suffer more.

"I hope you can let my family live." After saying that, Ke Cheng inserted it into his chest and lay on the ground. His breathing became weaker and weaker.

Zhao Haoran sighed. The world is the law of the jungle. If he hadn't been strong enough, it would have been Ke Cheng who would have died. He had long lost his life in the underground trading market. As for what Ke Cheng said to let his family live, it would have puzzled Zhao Haoran.

The whole convoy had hundreds of people, killing so many irresistible people. To be honest, Zhao Haoran was also a little unbearable.

"Father, father." A half-old boy rushed out of the convoy and lay on Ke Cheng's body, shaking for a long time and crying.

Unlike other people looking at Zhao Haoran with fearful eyes, the little boy pulled out a dagger from Ke Cheng's chest and stabbed Zhao Haoran. A little boy without any soul power, Zhao Haoran grabbed him with only one hand and it was useless for him to struggle.

"Let go of me, you bad guy." The little boy shouted crazily. Zhao Haoran seemed to have found his shadow on him. Zhao Haoran was a little confused about whether it was good or bad to kill Ke Cheng.

In the face of the enemy, kindness and softness are likely to kill themselves, but everyone has their own family. Killing one may make many people fall into hatred.

Zhao Haoran shook his head. Ke Cheng deserved it. Since he wanted to deal with him, he had to be prepared to pay the price.

As for Ke Cheng's son and concubine, let them go. With their own strength, will they still be afraid of the revenge of a little boy?

Zhao Haoran threw it gently, and the little boy fell on the horse and was not hurt at all. All the people were silent and dared not make a sound. They were afraid that the young man would deal with him. Ke Cheng's body fell to the ground, but no one paid attention to it. The human feelings were cold and warm, and the world was cold.

Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose and turned around to leave.

A cold hit behind him, and Zhao Haoran shouted loudly. The black aperture collided with the cold air, and neither of them got any advantage.

The team led by Ke Cheng was not so lucky. Even Ma Qi turned into an ice sculpture. Zhao Haoran looked back and saw that all the opportunities were lost. There was no possibility of living. There was an old man in white standing in mid-air.

"Sima Feng!" After such a long time, the dress of Baiyi Shura has not changed at all, and his body is still the kind of coldness that rejects people thousands of miles away.

Zhao Haoran did not expect that he would meet Sima Feng in such a place. The culprit who killed the whole Zhuang people could not forget him even if he turned into ashes. How many times did he imagine the scene when the two met, but he did not expect that it would be in such a situation.

"Why did you interfere in my business?" Zhao Haoran glared at Sima Feng, a cold old man, who regarded human life as a mustard.

Sima Feng slowly fell down. "I haven't seen you in a year, but my temper has grown a lot. I don't understand the truth of cutting grass and rooting. I'm helping you."

Sima Feng looked at it again, "The cultivation is also very good. It seems that I really didn't see the wrong person. Let's go with me."

Zhao Haoran snorted, "Sima Feng, I haven't looked for you yet, but you came to the door first."

"Would you like revenge?" A playful smile appeared on Sima Feng's cold face, "Your strength is still too poor. I have stored the soul ring in your body. It's not so easy to run."

What soul ring? Zhao Haoran didn't understand, and he didn't want to talk more nonsense with him. Sima Feng is his irreconsidered enemy. It has always been his goal to kill Sima Feng, but Zhao Haoran knows that Sima Feng also has at least the strength of a March soul, and he is no opponent at all now.

Taking the opportunity to escape is the best choice. A good man does not suffer immediate losses, and Zhao Haoran is not a fool.

"Wind and Fire Wheel"

Directly attracting the hot wheel, Zhao Haoran's speed accelerated a lot, soared to the sky and flew away from Shigang City.