Peerless Martial Soul

However, no matter how they tried, nothing was discovered, nothing happened.

From the beginning to the end, Xia Haochu's face was tense, silently staring at the Wanli Tracking Heart Tray in his hand without saying a word.

The surrounding disciples all became quiet after trying various attempts.

Finally, Wanli Chao's heart gradually stabilized.

It pointed in ten directions in turn, and then repeated those ten directions again.

"If it's not wrong, then it's Chen Feng who used some tricks to deceive Wanli from tracking Xinpan."

Xia Haochu looked at the ten directions, it was difficult to distinguish, and for a while he didn't know what was going on.

"Brother, what should we do?"

"You can't just wait here, right?"

"Yes, if we wait here, Chen Feng might even run away."

…

"Okay, stop arguing!"

Xia Haochu frowned and gave an order.

The entire void regained its tranquility.

He looked in different directions and finally made a decision:

"Since Wanli Chasing's heart changed at this place, I will stay where I am and you will go chasing after each other separately."

Xia Haochu glanced at everyone's face.

"There are ten directions in total. Seven of you, the three stronger ones, will summon your beast masters to take charge of two directions."

"Remember, as soon as there is news, send a message immediately. I will rush over immediately."

"He can't run far!"

This method seems to be the only feasible method at present.

When Xia Haochu spoke, the other disciples looked at each other in confusion. They couldn't think of a better way for a while and could only follow the instructions.

Following the order, everyone followed the instructions and immediately moved quickly in the ten directions.

Xia Haochu stood still, but he felt more and more that something was not right.

Based on Chen Feng's state when he escaped, he could probably tell that even if someone helped him recover.

With the strength of those three people, they couldn't recover much at all.

half?

Well, at most half of the strength can be restored!

Chen Feng, who was only half as powerful, was nothing to fear.

Every junior brother who goes to track them, even if they are difficult to resist, will definitely have no problem in self-protection and communication.

Xia Haochu deduced it repeatedly and felt that his logic was correct.

But he just didn't know why, he always felt that something was not quite right.

Just like that, an hour passed.

At this moment, due east, a true disciple of the Beast God Sect was still searching.

This person's name is Qiu Minjue, and he has a dragon tattooed on his chest as a true disciple!

Qiu Minjue was dressed in a jet black robe, and her face was pale and shriveled, as if she had not seen the sun for a long time.

His long hair was tied back casually, and under his aquiline nose, his thin lips clicked his tongue impatiently.

For a whole hour, except for the sky in the sky and the surrounding clouds, there was only the sea below.

Nothing else.

But what Qiu Minjue didn't know was that there was a pair of eyes among the mountainous clouds, staring closely at him.

It is a golden-feathered crow!

At this moment, the golden-feathered crow was monitoring the figure and slowly approaching.

"Tsk, where is Chen Feng?"

"It's been so long, and I haven't even seen half a person!"

"Is senior brother reliable?"

Just when Qiu Minjue was complaining, his relaxed expression suddenly changed.

The figure paused.

He felt a familiar breath!

At this moment, Qiu Minjue suddenly became energetic, and his face was even more happy.

"Did I hit you?"

This idea just appeared in his mind.

The next moment, he looked up into the clouds in front of him and met a pair of dark eyes!

Buzz!

The moment he met those eyes, Qiu Minjue's mind went into chaos.

A strong mental attack hit him from the moment they met his eyes!

His body was completely out of control.

If you want to send a message, your physical body cannot move at all.

Before he could even realize that something was wrong, a figure quietly appeared in the clouds again.

This figure approached silently, it was Chen Feng!

It was also at this time that through the eyes of the golden-feathered crow, the time limit for controlling the opponent had come.

Although Chen Feng felt a little regretful in his heart.

After all, the Demonic Heart attack was carried out remotely and with the help of other objects, which greatly weakened the Demonic Heart itself.

In addition, although the disciple of the Beast God Sect in front of him should be considered the weakest one in Xia Haochu's entire team.

But after all, he is also a true disciple.

But, it’s enough!

His hunting plan has been mostly successful!

In Chen Feng's hand, the silver-white sword soul suddenly appeared!

The silvery white light was consciously controlled within a certain range.

It would not have such a wide range of influence that it would attract the attention of other nearby disciples of the Beast God Sect.

But the suppressed power of the sword soul is enough to cope with it.

As soon as Qiu Minjue regained consciousness, he immediately reacted and his expression changed on the spot.

At this moment, Xia Haochu's previous instructions were temporarily forgotten.

In moments of life and death, people always react instinctively.

A powerful sword intent came towards the head and face, extremely fast!

In this case, he instinctively seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages.

In an instant, he mobilized all his abilities to receive this fatal blow.

However, little did he know that if he missed this opportunity, he would never have a second chance to send a message.

Standing in the clouds, Chen Feng couldn't help but smile as he watched Qiu Minjue's counterattack.

Very good, exactly as he expected.

"You missed the only opportunity to summon Xia Haochu."

Chen Feng spoke unhurriedly, and his voice echoed in the narrow void.

He seems a bit condescending and indifferent.

At the same time, he raised the broken knife high in his hand again.

The broken knife continuously releases silver-white light outwards, giving it a feeling of doomsday judgment.

And Qiu Minjue finally realized the man in front of him!

From the beginning to the end, everything was calculated correctly, and he didn't give him any chance to survive.

Chen Feng was right. That time just now might really be the only opportunity for him to issue an early warning to Xia Haochu.

But, it’s too late to wake up now!

Chen Feng's silver-white sword soul had struck in front of him again.

boom!

All murderous intent and sword intent were restrained and did not leak out at all.

After receiving this blow, Qiu Minjue's eyes slowly lost their light.

He threw his head back and fell down.

However, the next moment the body was caught in Chen Feng's hands.

Looking at Qiu Minjue whose hands were gradually losing warmth, Chen Feng couldn't help but reveal a common smile on his face.

"Sure enough, hunting like this is convenient and fast." Chen Feng muttered to himself and just finished speaking.