Super Treasure Hunter

Seven Flower City, inside the restaurant.

At this time in the middle of the week, I was drinking with Guiliang, Zhao Wenbo and Yang Xixi.

In vain, a loud noise came from outside.

There are also sharp murderous fluctuations, which are also turbulent.

Midweek frowned and looked outside.

I saw a group of people rushing forward with murderous aura, and they kept shouting: "Get out, get out!"

The pedestrians near the restaurant evaded one after another, with a trace of fear on their faces.

"Master Ying Zun, Liu Feng is here!"

Guiliang's face sank. The leader of the group was Liu Feng, the former leader of the Golden Sword Gang!

Although the Golden Sword Gang was destroyed by midweek.

But the leader Liu Feng, the apprentice of Long Tianxiao, the second elder of the Shenzong Ice Tower, was not so easy to fall. And this time Liu Feng came here, he must have come prepared.

Now Liu Feng leads someone to the door, making it clear that he wants revenge.

Zhao Wenbo and Yang Xixi both had their faces gloomy, secretly guarded, and their faces were full of tension.

"Haha, leave him alone, let's continue drinking."

In the middle of the week, he looked indifferent, without the slightest panic.

boom!

Liu Feng kicked off the door of the restaurant and strode in, staring at Zhou Zhong and yelling, "Middle of Zhou, long time no see."

Speaking, he pulled out the long knife at his waist.

The dozens of elite players behind him also drew out their swords.

The dazzling light of the knife is sharp and murderous.

The other guests in the restaurant, fearing that they would suffer from the fish, got up and fled through the side door.

In the blink of an eye, there were only two people left in the restaurant, Zhong Zhong and Liu Feng.

"Liu Feng, what do you want to do? I think everyone is a disciple of the Ice Tower Shenzong. If you didn't kill you, you still want to die?"

In the middle of the week, he took a sip of wine, his eyes squinted at Liu Feng.

If it hadn't been for thinking about the same door, he would have killed Liu Feng long ago, and would not bother to talk nonsense with him.

"In the middle of the week, do you think I really can't beat you? Last time, Jiang Lu was there, so I hide my strength."

"And you killed the Seventh Prince and offended my master. Do you think you can really have a better life in the Ice Tower Shenzong?"

Liu Feng said fiercely.

Then directly waved his hand to the hand behind him, and ordered: "Give me all, I caught the middle of the week, the big brother has a reward!"

Suddenly, dozens of men brought by Liu Feng rushed to the middle of the week like tigers.

"In the middle of the week, if you are acquainted, you immediately kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistakes. I think it's for the sake of the same family, and spare you a dog!

Liu Feng raised his sword and pointed at Zhou Zhong.

Zhou Zhongan sat like a mountain, unmoved, looked at the three Guiliang and said: "You three have practiced for a while, try your skills."

"Yes, Master Yingzun!"

The three of Guiliang and Zhao Wenbo did feel itchy hands. The exercises taught to them in the middle of the week were simply profound and profound. I really want to see the results of these days.

Guiliang moved first, and his body shot out like lightning, exploding a lot of blood.

The dark power of his veins burst out at this moment.

Huhuhu!

The violent blood burned on him like a flame.

This month, Guiliang received the mental technique bestowed by midweek. After hard training, he no longer needs to drink human blood. Drinking animal blood can also increase his strength.

His aura, not as violent as before, became purer.

Puff!

In the blood and fire burst, Guiliang took a blood shadow hand knife and slashed it out. A disciple of the Golden Sword Gang immediately fell to the ground with his head in a different place.

"Not bad."

Upon seeing this, Zhou nodded.

After a month of training, Guiliang's cultivation base has improved a lot, and now he has reached the late stage of the blue belt, and his aura is very fierce.

"Damn it!"

Liu Feng gritted his teeth, and he didn't expect one of his subordinates in Mid-Zhou to be so powerful.

Zhao Wenbo and Yang Xixi glanced at each other, without hesitation, they set off and burst out.

The two of them also received the exercises bestowed in the middle of the week. In just one month, their strength increased greatly, reaching the early stage of the blue belt.

Puff, puff!

The two clasped their weapons tightly and walked through the crowd like ghosts.

Every time the weapon fell, a disciple of the Golden Sword Gang was killed, his body splashed with blood, and he fell to the ground.

Moreover, the two of them also learned the combined attacking method taught in the middle of the week, and they started the battle at the moment, like a dragon like a tiger, the breath is connected, and the fighting power suddenly soars.

One by one, the Golden Sword gang enemies were beheaded by two people.

Seeing the two men so fierce, Zhou Zhong nodded in satisfaction.

He didn't need to take action, just relying on Guiliang, Zhao Wenbo, and Yang Xixi were enough to deal with Liu Feng and his party.

"This is impossible!"

Liu Feng stood there blankly, watching his men fall one by one.

With blood splashing and screaming again and again, the whole restaurant seemed to be hell.

In an instant, all of Liu Feng's disciples were beheaded.

No one left alive!

Seeing this scene throughout, Liu Feng was completely stunned, unable to believe his eyes.

"Damn, dare to kill my disciple, I want you to fill it with your life!"

Liu Fengfeng yelled, and shot out in vain, slashing Guiliang, Zhao Wenbo and Yang Xixi with a knife.

His sword technique is extremely fast, as his wrist turns, thousands of sword shadows are danced, like a splash of ink and landscape, toward the three of them.

Zhao Wenbo and Yang Xixi had just finished their battle, their auras had not recovered yet, their expressions suddenly changed as they watched the sword that Liu Feng killed.

However, Guiliang on the side was calm and composed, his body burned with blood and fire, and he suddenly shot out with a knife and hit Liu Feng directly.

Zheng!

The two knives fought, wiping out dazzling sparks.

The bodies of the two of them are like mountains, and they are both motionless.

"How can it be!"

Liu Feng's face suddenly changed. Guiliang had just finished the battle, and he still had such a vigorous aura, which was really beyond his expectation.

"How can you understand my realm?"

Guiliang snorted coldly, and suddenly stepped and struck, blood filled the blade, and forced Liu Feng back abruptly.

His current strength has reached the late stage of the blue belt, and he has practiced the exercises bestowed in the middle of the week. His strength is very powerful enough to defeat Liu Feng.

"Big Brother Guiliang is amazing."

When Zhao Wenbo and Yang Xixi saw this, they were also amazed.

In this month, although their strength has improved, after all, they have only reached the early stage of the blue belt, and there is no such good in the late stage of the blue belt.

Although it seems that there is not much difference between the early stage and the late stage of the blue belt, the difference is very huge, and it is not so easy to make up.

Under Guiliang's momentum, Liu Feng stepped back again and again, his face was blue and his expression was very ugly.

He looked at the middle of the week, and in the middle of the week, he was still drinking and looked as if nothing had happened.

From beginning to end, I didn't do anything in the middle of the week.

Just relying on the three of Guiliang, Liu Feng's threat was easily resolved.

Liu Feng's eyes flashed, and he knew that he came to revenge today, but there was no result. If he stayed, his life might be in danger.

He didn't expect that not only was the midweek strong, but the three men around him were also so strong.