Chapter 402 The Yellow Sparrow is behind

In a blink of an eye, another seven days slowly passed. Gao Feng always chose to follow the back of the crowd, and even hid near the place where everyone fought countless times. Finally, he got great benefits and got a lot of weapons and space rings left by the tragic dead strong. The wealth was also particularly amazing, which made Gao Feng I was so excited that I could hardly close my mouth, and I became more and more enthusiastic about this kind of work.

Nowadays, Gao Feng is more and more aware of the importance of great wealth, so he always follows behind everyone, and at the same time, he is more and more aware of the strangeness and horror of the Blood Maple Forest.

On a huge blood maple tree, the peak of a blood-red robe quietly hid in it, staring at a shocking battle situation in front of him, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter. In his opinion, it seems that the strong sword kings who are fighting crazily under the influence of strange poisonous miasma have turned into a pile of amazing wealth.

"It's a pity for this group of sword kings! In Odin, there are all powerful figures on the vertical and horizontal side. Some of them are young and even the talented children of the big family, but now they have entered the forest of blood maple under the ** of the five series of Tianzhu. Of course, there are also many combat maniacs. If there is no accident, the characters on the ninth floor will be buried here. However, these are not what I should consider. I will get their wealth as much as possible and accumulate them to build the foundation for the rise of our line in the future. In addition, although they have lost their minds, their moves and skills have not been weakened, which gives me a deep sense of martial arts. I can't let go of this good opportunity! These days, my understanding of martial arts is rapidly improving, which is a great thing.

Gao Feng's eyes were shining brightly, and his eyes flashed. The battle moves of many strong people in front of him fell into his eyes and were remembered in his heart.

"Good! The old man deserves to be a strong man at the high level of the Sword King. He fights alone with three junior strong men of the Sword King alone. The set of knives he exerts is also very exquisite. It seems that there is some continuous spiritual power of the water system, which contains a heavy charm. Gao Feng quietly lurked on the blood maple tree, and his heart secretly praised himself.

And on another blood maple tree more than ten meters away from him, a blood-red figure was also quietly lurking. This is a thin young man in red robe. His appearance is a little treacherous. He stares at the crazy people below excitedly. His right hand unconsciously stroked a white jade hanging around his neck, which showed a complatic expression.

"Hahaha..... God helps me too! Although I, Sangbu, only have the strength of the middle level of the Sword King, with this strange treasure on my neck, I can not be afraid of the strange black poisonous miasma sneak attack, and can lurk safely, waiting for this group of sword kings to kill each other and then sit down to reap the benefits of the fisherman. It's so cool! As long as I collect more wealth left by these people, I can use these to buy a large number of weapon secrets, or elixirs, to help myself practice! This time, Blood Maple Forest and his party, I, Sangbu, made the right bet!" He pinched his fist fiercely, and the excitement on Sangbu's face did not hide.

Not far from the two of them, on the top of a blood maple tree, a strong teenager with a light golden stick and his eyes dripping around, was looking down. From time to time, he glanced at Gao Feng and Na Sangbu's hidden place, curled his lips, as if he didn't care at all.

This strong teenager's face is very beautiful, with a light golden mark like vertical eyes on his forehead. His eyes are shining, wearing a strange red robe, bare feet, black feet are very huge, and his appearance is very strange.

"Alas! It's so boring! This group of wastes are not even crazy enough to fight. It's really boring. However, there are two guys hiding nearby and want to take advantage of the fisherman. It's interesting and worth looking forward to... Especially for the guy who looks like a middle-aged man, his breath hardly leaks at all. If it weren't for my talent, I'm afraid I wouldn't have found his trace. Groping for his chin, the strong teenager simply carried the light golden stick in his hand behind his back, and an old god was watching a good play.

At this time, the fight on the field has also reached a particularly tragic situation. The spiritual power is reckless, and an explosive energy is surging. A famous man with spiritual armor, and the strong sword king incited by the spiritual wings behind him, you come and go and fight with each other. As for the previous high-level swordsmen, they have already been corpses on the spot, no There is a trace of breath.

"Rumble..."

In the sound of the sky, the eight figures fought with each other, and the scene was particularly bloody orangutans and hot. At this moment, these eight sword kings were completely lost by the poisonous miasma, and their eyes were red, with only endless desire to kill.

"Puff!"

An arm rose to the sky, and a sword king was besieged by three sword kings. Suddenly, he screamed. One arm was broken, and his momentum withered in an instant.

"Roar!"

There was a fierce beast-like roar in his mouth. The strong sword king actually didn't care about the blood on his arms at all. He suddenly rushed forward, and the wide sword in his hand was fiercely cut down. Suddenly, he cut off the sword king's long sword. At the moment he wanted to speed up the pace of attack, two streams flashed away. He The unwilling tiger roared, and his body fell down feebly. Blood flowed, and he couldn't die anymore.

"Shhh..."

Almost the moment when the sword king was killed, several sword kings began to fight together again. The wind roared, the spiritual power raged, the blood flowed in the sky, and the roar was endless.

"Alas! It's really tragic! Now only five sword kings are still fighting with each other. Just looking at their appearance, it is obvious that they are the end of the crossbow and can't last long. This idea flashed in his heart, but Gao Feng's eyes stared at the crazy fighting regiment, remembering their exquisite moves and combat skills.

"Hey hey.... Kill it! Let's all die! Your wealth, spiritual secrets, elixirs, and elixirs are all my Sambu! Developed! It's all the possessions of more than a dozen sword kings! That's great!" The greedy light shined in the eyes of the mulberry hidden in the blood maple tree. He stared at the five crazy people in front of him, and he was particularly excited.

In his opinion, it is impossible for these five sword kings to support for too long. If it doesn't take long, he can get a large amount of wealth, but Sangbu can't dream that there are two people who are quietly hiding around like him...

The five sword kings are still fighting with their lives. Among them, there is an old man with gray hair who is the strongest. He probably has the strength of the high peak of the sword king. Any move can repel the siege of the two sword kings, but what he is facing at this time is the siege from the four sword kings. If he wants to resist easily, it is not It's so easy.

"Crazy Three Swords!"

Gradually, the high-level peak old man of the sword king, who was not spiritual, shouted in vain, and suddenly spewed out three mouths of squirming blood, and his hands were moving repeatedly. The three balls of blood were strangely attached to his miserable green sword, and then a miserable green sword in his hand carried a touch of strange arc. Killing around crazily, he instantly formed a sword killing barrier in front of himself.

He actually showed his self-harming sword skills and wanted to kill four people in one fell swoop.

"Puff! Poo! Poo!" In the three muffled sounds, the three sword kings spit out blood and retreated crazily, and then suddenly killed them again. As for the other sword king, his throat was gradually stained with a layer of blood red, and the body fell heavily.

"Kill!"

With a roar, a sword king suddenly took out a furious spirit core in the space ring and threw it at the three sword kings who hit it heavily. At the same time, his body subconsciously retreated and fled.

"Rumble..."

In the loud noise, a burst of dust rose in an instant. As the dust gradually faded away, the blood of the three corpses flowed and died tragically on the spot. Only the sword king who had just taken out the violent spiritual nucleus fell to the ground seriously and gasped violently. The bloodthirsty in his eyes still increased.