Peerless Martial Soul

Yue Linglong ordered everyone: "Let's all pick the elixirs individually. Be careful. After all, many of the elixirs here have become essences and are very aggressive."

"In nine days, we will gather here."

After hearing this, everyone in the Medicine King Palace nodded and then left.

At this time, there were thousands of people on this hillside.

Chen Feng and Yue Linglong discussed it and decided to pick separately.

Then he found a direction and swept forward quickly.

But Chen Feng didn't pay attention. As he moved forward, there were three people staring at his back, with murderous intent flashing in their eyes.

Seeing Chen Feng fleeing, these three people also hurriedly followed. However, they were very skillful. They did not follow closely and did not gather together. Instead, they were several hundred meters away from each other and paid attention to each other. body shape.

The one in front who is closest to Chen Feng is only about a kilometer away from Chen Feng, so it is not easy for people to notice.

"Where to escape!" Chen Feng shouted sharply and jumped out like lightning.

The man had already punched out in mid-air, and the Gang Qi swept across and hit a plant three meters in front of him.

This plant is very strange in appearance. It is three feet long, with a pole in the middle that is green in color.

And above the pole path, there are three red vines wrapped around it, which are as ruby-like in color and very magnificent. There are also many white crystal-like fruits growing on the vines, which are extraordinary at first glance.

This plant, when hit by Chen Feng, made a sound similar to a scream, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Chen Feng stepped forward, caught him in his hands, smiled slightly and said, "I saw you, can you still run away?"

Unexpectedly, the plant was not trustworthy in his hands. It struggled hard and was quite powerful, weighing several thousand kilograms.

Chen Feng squeezed hard and the plant screamed again and stopped moving.

Chen Feng smiled with satisfaction and wrapped it with something similar to a dried red vine.

This kind of thing is issued by the sect. Once entangled, these plants cannot break free.

Then Chen Feng put it into the jade box and then into the mustard bag.

There were already four spiritual herbs in his mustard seed bag.

A smile appeared on Chen Feng's lips, and he said to himself: "This Panlong Grass is the one with the highest quality and the best effect among the five spiritual grasses I found."

"Unfortunately, there are only three vines growing on it. If there are six vines, it will be a middle-grade spiritual grass. If there are nine vines, it will be a high-grade spiritual grass."

But Chen Feng then smiled again: "Oh, it's just that I'm greedy. If there are nine vines, it will take at least nine hundred years for them to grow."

"Moreover, it will be very powerful and cunning by then. I probably won't even be able to find him, and even if I find him, I won't be able to subdue him."

Chen Feng was now beside a stream in a valley. The place was sparsely populated, and there were no disciples from the Ziyang Sword Field around.

Because this place is already the middle level of Jedi.

Although there are a lot of spiritual herbs, the monsters here are also very powerful and dangerous, so most disciples don't dare to come.

Chen Feng was also an expert and bold man, and most of his disciples still hung out on the periphery of the Jedi.

Chen Feng was about to leave to find other elixirs.

Suddenly, his ears twitched, then he looked in one direction and said lightly: "Since you are all here, come out!"

"Hey, you little brat, although your strength is average, your detection ability is not bad, and you can actually find my traces!"

A cold voice came, and then, a man walked out of the woods.

This man was tall and strong, with a face like a rock, motionless and very calm.

At this time, there was a murderous intent flashing in his eyes, without any concealment!

He walked to Chen Feng and stood five meters away, looking at Chen Feng with a hint of teasing in his eyes, like a cat trying to kill a mouse.

Guaranteed victory, high and full of pride.

After Chen Feng saw him, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt a sense of suffocation.

This middle-aged man in his thirties brought him an extremely powerful pressure, which was overwhelming and almost made him unable to breathe.

This was the second time Chen Feng had this feeling, and the last time was when he faced Lie Huosheng and Shi Lei.

At this time, Chen Feng felt that he was so weak and powerless.

Chen Feng was extremely horrified. He had already seen that this middle-aged man was extremely powerful, several levels higher than himself.

If you face him yourself, you have no chance of winning!

But Chen Feng did not panic. He looked at the middle-aged man and said calmly: "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" The middle-aged man smiled coldly: "I am the one who came to kill you."

When he mentioned the word kill, murderous intent came overwhelmingly, giving Chen Feng an extremely cold feeling in his heart.

It seemed like just this murderous aura could kill him!

Moreover, this murderous intent contained a strong hint of blood.

Chen Feng was horrified in his heart. This man definitely had bloody hands. He had to kill many people to develop such a temperament!

Chen Feng said calmly: "I have no enmity with you. If I remember correctly, I have never met you at all. Why do you want to kill me?"