Chapter 4 First Confrontation

The blood-eating party quickly flew in the direction of Xiaohong and others, and slowed down when they were close. Blood-eating will not rush up stupidly. Now they are in the dark, and Xiaohong and they are in the light. This is very beneficial. He should make good use of it.

"Wait here, by the way..." After eating blood little by little, he carefully approached Xiaohong and the others. Real generals will set out to explore in person and be confident.

"Stop!" Xiaohong suddenly said, then closed his eyes and pricked up his ears to listen carefully. Everyone is in the empty underworld, and the range of spiritual knowledge is not much different, but Xiaohong's hearing range is much larger than that of spiritual knowledge. And there are some things that can't be judged, but the hearing can be heard. I think that the mysterious man in black last time did not exist within Xiaohong's spiritual sense at all. If it hadn't been for the sound of the wind in the air, Xiaohong would not have known that he had been peeped on.

The blood-eating in the dark suddenly reported, and he secretly said, "His perception is really sharp. He is not simple." There are few people in his peers who can think that blood-eating is not simple, but Xiaohong didn't find anything when he listened carefully. It can be seen that the hidden ability of blood-eating is not as good as Ling Feng.

"Be careful, everyone, I have an ominous feeling." Xiaohong said in a low voice, and his words made everyone suddenly cheer up.

After observing in the dark for a while, the blood-eating quietly retreated and appeared silently in front of Yiyi and others like a shadow, saying, "Are you ready?"

"Yes!" Everyone responded.

"Good, go ahead." Blood-eating waved his hand. Everyone disappeared from his sight, and they expected that Xiaohong and his party would pass through the entrance to death. In this case, they are naturally ambushed here.

The night came quietly, the huge dark curtain was dotted with stars, the sky was bright, and the night of murder was always so beautiful.

"There is an ambush, a barrel array." Xiaohong suddenly roared. Fawu and others, who were always on alert, instantly surrounded each other in a circle with their backs and looked around carefully. However, Ling Feng was like a breeze, gently brushing and disappearing. He is an assassin, and assassination is his king.

The magnificent pressure came from all directions, and the barrel array composed of Fawu and others lit up to resist this pressure. Xiaohong held a sword and wore a blue star armor and suddenly took a step. Neither he nor Ling Feng were in the barrel array, because that hindered the performance of both of them. He stepped out, the ground was cracked, and the mountains were shaking. He snorted coldly and hit the front fiercely with a sword.

A huge sword shadow came out of the sky, and this sword was like *. Suddenly, Taoism was permeated in the air, lightning, strong wind, thunder and fire... came everywhere. Taoism is like a locust crossing, which is invincible. Xiaohong split a sword and immediately retreated to the center of the barrel array and shouted coldly.

"Prevent!"

Suddenly, a divine light appeared on everyone, and an energy mask appeared to protect everyone in it. The energy mask is like a turtle shell, which is indestructible, firmly protecting everyone in it and resisting the erosion of Taoism.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, there was a scream in the distance. Xiaohong and others not only sneered, but this was one of their plans. When they encountered an ambush, they defended with a barrel array, and Ling Feng went out to assassinate. And Xiaohong's sword just said that it was just pretending and cutting it casually, but Xiaohong thought he was a bait, otherwise how could so many Taoism be directed at him?

Ling Feng's figure suddenly appeared in front of the crowd. At this time, his face was a little ugly, and he even saw a crack in his clothes. Everyone was shocked and knew how he was injured by Ling Feng's amazing assassination.

"There is a man with a golden mask who should be their leader. They have a total of 122 people. Thirty people each from east to west, north and south, and every 30 people can form a large array. The leader was extremely terrible. His perception was extremely sharp and terrible. I killed them alone and was found by him. I fought with him twice. He is very strong. As soon as Ling Feng landed, he rushed into the barrel array, and then quickly said the information he got.

Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy can be invincible, which is also one of their plans. Send Ling Feng out to assassinate and let him collect information as much as possible. However, it is obvious that the other party has an extremely powerful leader, and Ling Feng does not get much.

"Very sensitive reaction." A cold figure suddenly came from the air. Xiaohong and others looked up and saw a man in a cloak and a golden mask floating in the sky. From Ling Feng's description, he knew that he was the leader of the demon sect. The masked man seemed to be integrated with heaven and earth, and the tragic breath made everyone frown slightly. Everyone didn't like this murderous atmosphere.

"Demon Sect!" Xiaohong popped out of two cold words from his mouth, and at the same time, a murderous atmosphere like nine-day black ice suddenly spread. He simply hated the Demon Sect to the bone. Now how can he not be angry when he sees the people of the Demon Sect? Suddenly stamping his feet, Xiaohong's whole figure was like a floating light and shadow, leaving remnants of Taoist shadows in the air and rushing to the masked man. Raising his right hand, the blue sword baby appeared in his hand and split it fiercely.

The sword cut off the masked man with unparalleled momentum and crossed a blue trajectory, causing bursts of sound explosions. Unlike Xiaohong, the masked man snorted coldly and drew a dagger quietly from his hand, with blood flowing on it, which was extremely strange. He greeted him and pointed to Xiaohong's point from a strange perspective.

One is powerful and the other is cold. The collision of two different styles is also the first confrontation between the first person of the right path and the first person of the magic path.

"Ding!"

The two took a step back and fought for the first time. At the same time, there is a deep understanding of the strength of the other party, which is a master.

Xiaohong was shocked: "This masked man, as Ling Feng said, is extremely terrible, and the attack is even more strange, more tricky than Ling Feng. This breath on the body is colder than the ghost of the cave. This breath can scare some of the people under cultivation and have no fighting power.

Like Xiaohong, he is extremely surprised to eat blood. He knows himself very well. He knew a lot at the moment of his opponent.

"It's really troublesome to be a swordsman. And his strength is not weak, much stronger than the previous one. His strength is so strong that he must not compete with him. Those old people are immortal. They really think that there is no one in the right way. Humph, the rat's eyes are short-sighted.

Almost an instant, thousands of thoughts flashed through their minds and stared at each other very carefully in the air. Xiaohong was afraid of his strange attack methods, and he was afraid of Xiaohong's close combat. The scene was deadlocked for a moment.