Fantasy I am the enemy of the world

In the devastated ruins, Yang Feng pushed his wheelchair and searched for traces of Murong Fu. Sword Domain had no way to use Yang Feng and could only use this most time-consuming method to find people. Fortunately, this broken world did not

It seems incomplete. It seems to be just a fragment. At the end of the vision, you can see the twisted space, which is the boundary of this broken world.

In total, this broken world is estimated to be only half the size of the imperial capital. It may be much worse than the real world, but there are not many forces in the entire mortal world that can own this kind of broken world.

“I don’t know why the world has become like this.”

Yang Feng did not notice the filthy atmosphere in the ruins, which means that the destruction of this world was not due to the invasion of lich. There are many reasons for the destruction of a world. It was just the broken world that Yang Feng saw because he had dealt with lichs more often.

They were all destroyed by the Lich.

Having no dirty energy is a good thing for Yang Feng. At least he doesn't have to worry about resisting the erosion of dirty energy. Now that he can't use his sword energy, he can't resist the dirty energy all the time.

"Is there anyone fighting?"

Yang Feng raised his eyebrows and turned to look at the other side of the ruins. Although the vitality fluctuations were very weak, someone was definitely fighting.

Yang Feng didn't know how many people were imprisoned by the Murong family in this broken world, but as long as they could find people, they would have a chance to find Murong Fu.

Yang Feng, who had no cultivation skills, walked very slowly, and because his foundation was damaged, he was out of breath after just pushing the wheelchair for more than ten minutes. He now looked like an old man in his seventies or eighties.

But perhaps due to good luck, the battle wave was approaching Yang Feng quickly, which meant that the two fighting men were approaching Yang Feng.

"The current physical condition is that it is better not to bear the consequences of the battle head-on."

With his thoughts in mind, Yang Feng pushed his wheelchair and hid in a collapsed mansion.

After a moment, two figures appeared in Yang Feng's sight. Two children in tattered clothes were fighting with simple stone tools. Although they were not old, the fighting spirit displayed on them was extremely strong.

"Tongti Realm?"

The two young men, who looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, had actually reached the Total Body Realm. At their age, they were already considered geniuses of Qingtie Mansion when they were comparable in cultivation. How could there be such geniuses in this broken world?

juvenile?

"clang!"

However, although the two of them had the cultivation level of Tongti Realm, they did not have the corresponding Yuan Techniques. It was a completely barbaric physical collision. The stone tools hitting each other's bodies actually made the sound of drums colliding, and then the two teenagers flew backwards.

"Shi Lang, you must die today! All of your Stone clan except you have been executed by my father, and you will not be an exception!"

"Murong Yan, even if I die, I will support you. I want your father to feel the pain of losing a loved one!"

The two teenagers collided again without any nonsense. Yang Feng hid in the dark without saying a word. From the conversation between the two, it was known that there should be so-called clans in this broken world. It was not known whether it was caused by the Murong family or not.

Among the natives of the Broken World itself, the boy named Murong Yan concerned Yang Feng the most. Is there any other relationship between the Murong clan of the Broken World and the Murong family of the Daxu Dynasty?

When Yang Feng was meditating, the two teenagers had already collided. The boy named Shi Lang was weaker after all. He was caught in the flaw, and the heavy stone tool directly knocked him away.

Entered the mansion where Yang Feng was hiding.

The moment the two people's eyes met, Yang Feng smiled bitterly. He originally wanted to hide in the dark to collect some information, but he was discovered by chance.

Shi Lang glanced at Yang Feng who was sitting in a wheelchair, gritted his teeth, stood up and rushed out, fighting with Murong Yan while leading him in another direction.

"This is the innocence of youth."

Yang Feng smiled. If Shi Lang exposed himself, he might be able to expose a flaw in Murong Yan and get a chance to turn defeat into victory, but it was a pity that he wasted it.

"Whoosh!"

It was no longer possible to collect information secretly. Yang Feng casually picked up a stone from the ground. With his fingertips, the stone instantly penetrated Murong Yan's right arm like an indestructible weapon. Shi Lang seized the opportunity and chopped down the stone directly to kill Murong Yan.

He was knocked unconscious.

When Shi Lang was about to strike, another stone flew out and knocked the stone tool in his hand away. The remaining power made his arm numb.

"I have something to ask him, but you can't kill him."

Yang Feng looked at Shi Lang calmly and said.

"Are you an outsider?"

Shi Lang looked at Yang Feng coldly, his eyes full of vigilance and hatred, but the methods Yang Feng showed made him avoid it.

"Outsiders? I guess so."

Yang Feng smiled and then continued to ask: "I'm curious about the situation here, why don't you tell me about it? If I get the answer I want, I will give you the opportunity to take revenge myself."

Shi Lang glanced at Murong Yan who was unconscious on the ground, then took a deep breath to suppress the hatred in his heart, and asked slowly: "What do you want to know?"

Yang Feng suddenly frowned, pushed his wheelchair and pointed at the unconscious Murong Yan: "Take him and follow me. If nothing else, reinforcements are coming to hunt you down."

The silence of cultivation does not mean that Yang Feng's five senses have deteriorated. He has already heard the footsteps of more than ten people. It seems that they should be reinforcements chasing Shi Lang. In his current state, he will be in trouble if he encounters someone who is too strong.

Shi Lang picked up Murong Yan without any hesitation and followed Yang Feng.

After a while, more than ten people in coarse cloths rushed to the place where Shi Lang and Murong Yan were fighting. The leader squatted on the ground and looked at the blood. After a long time, he stood up and said: "Something happened to Murong Yan."

"Find someone to go back and inform the clan leader. The others will continue with me to search for Shi Lang's whereabouts. We must get rid of this fish that slipped through the net today!"

After saying that, more than ten people were divided into two groups. One group went deep into the ruins to search for Shi Lang's whereabouts, while the other group returned the same way.

In a ruins, Shi Lang sat opposite Yang Feng, answering Yang Feng's questions honestly.

"I have never left my hometown, so I don't know how big it is here. Maybe Murong Yan knows. He heard that some people from the Murong ethnic group once left here and took root in other places."

"Have you Stone Clan never thought of going out to explore?"

Shi Lang showed a hint of sadness when he heard Yang Feng's words: "Dad once sent the strongest warrior in the clan to lead thirty people to explore the outside world, but there was no news from all of them."

"Are there any other clans here besides the Murong clan?"

The people sent by the Stone Clan either died in the hands of the Murong family, or they failed to find the correct space passage and broke into the twisted space cracks and were exiled forever. Yang Feng already had the answer in his heart and naturally he would not continue to ask.

Go down.

"Yes, but I don't know where they are. I heard from my father that besides us, the Stone Clan and the Murong Clan, there are three other clans that are entrenched, but I have never seen them. Maybe they were all annexed by the Murong Clan like our Stone Clan.

Already."

Yang Feng thought for a while before continuing to ask: "If I want to find an outsider, do you know where to look?"

"The Murong tribe."

Shi Lang responded without thinking.

"The Murong people have mastered the way to the outside world. If there are outsiders, the Murong family must know about it."

According to what Shi Lang said, Yang Feng was certain that the Murong clan here and the Murong family in the imperial capital had the same origin. The Murong clan who escaped here did not know under what circumstances they met Emperor Daxu and were captured by Daxu.

Emperor Xu entrusted him with an important task and became the master of Treasure Judgment. Since then, the Murong family has been connected with this place. However, Yang Feng found one thing strange. The Murong family controls Treasure Judgment and has many Yuan arts and magic weapons in their hands. Why not give them to them?

Come back here.

If Murong Yan had learned Yuan Shu or mastered other magic weapons, he would have been able to kill Shi Lang with an absolute crushing advantage in the battle just now.

"The last question is, how to get to the Murong tribe."

"I can take you there, but the Murong clan is very powerful. If you go like this, you will definitely die. How about you accompany me to find the other two clans for help. If they still exist, they will definitely be willing to unite to fight against the Murong clan.

.”

Shi Lang looked at Yang Feng with bright eyes and said, since he and Yang Feng have to deal with the Murong tribe, then he and Yang Feng can become allies. Although Yang Feng looks weak, he has seen Yang Feng's ability to flick stones.

Shi Lang knew that Yang Feng was not simple.

"No need, it's not difficult for me to save people."

If the Murong clan didn't master Yuan Shu and magic weapons, and relied solely on brute force to fight, then even the Heavenly Bending Realm could be won by itself, so why bother looking for other clans that we don't know whether they still exist?

"You underestimate the Murong tribe too much. They are very strong!"

Shi Lang also wanted to dissuade Yang Feng, but Yang Feng waved his hand directly: "Don't underestimate me, everyone who underestimates me is already dead."

"Someone is coming again. Avoid them and take me to the Murong tribe."

It’s not big or small here. Plus Yang Feng is still walking in a wheelchair and his speed will naturally be a little slower. It’s normal for the Murong people to catch up.

Seeing that Yang Feng couldn't be persuaded, Shi Lang had no choice but to agree, because he had just said that he was willing to take Yang Feng to the Murong tribe.

"Don't kill him yet, keep it for use."

Shi Lang was about to get rid of Murong Yan, a burden, but was stopped by Yang Feng. After all, he was the young master of the Murong clan, so there must be some place where he could be used.

In a world full of devastated ruins, an open space was cleared, and a luxurious mansion rose from the ground. From time to time, people could be seen walking around the mansion. Compared to this world, this scene seemed extremely eye-catching.

"Brother, what do you think we should do with the boy sent from outside?"

"Let's lock it up for now. The news coming from outside is that that kid is of great use and he must be kept alive first."

"I'm afraid of long nights and dreams. If that kid returns to his original ways, we'll be in trouble."

"You are worrying too much. No one can use methods outside this world here. Although that boy's cultivation is not bad, he is no different from a useless person here. He is worth ten places for expats. Watch him carefully and don't go out.

Problem."