One of the walls was destroyed, allowing her to see the trajectory of the two figures, black and red, outside.

"His aura is actually so much stronger than it was then?"

Looking at Anle's tall figure, Qiu Qing's heart trembled.

As for Xiang Feng's strength, she has already seen it.

In contrast, An Le, who was able to compete with him in such a short period of time, made Qiu Qing secretly frightened.

At the same time, the area of ​​damage to the inn became larger and larger.

Qiu Qing's eyes became brighter and brighter, as if... she was expecting something.

******

Another corner.

Wan Xinrong, who was hiding inside, was terrified.

"How did that armored man become so powerful?"

He still remembered that when he first entered the treacherous area, he could still faintly outnumber the opponent.

If it weren't for the fact that this weirdo seemed to know some special information, coupled with this strange "partiality", Wan Xinrong would have killed him long ago to avenge his disciple.

but now……

Not long ago, Xiang Feng, who was so frightened that he ran away in a hurry, was unable to do anything to this weirdo for a while.

The two sides collided from time to time, but they were almost evenly matched.

Soon, Wan Xinrong thought of the answer.

"Ghostly Chalcedony!"

"It must be because of the mysterious chalcedony!"

He was so jealous that his teeth itched.

But on second thought, Wan Xinrong felt something was wrong again.

The mysterious chalcedony has the effect of breaking through realms, but the weirdo obviously doesn't have the golden elixir.

"Could it be that...he was just practicing Qi before!?"

"It's just that we have broken through to foundation building now."

Realizing this, Wan Xinrong was shocked.

Just by practicing Qi, you have that kind of strength and can kill foundations!

As soon as the foundation is broken, you can successfully compete with the foundation.

Such talent... is too terrifying!

"Could he be a disciple of one of those major sects?"

The more Wan Xinrong thought about it, the more he thought it was possible.

Except for those who came from the top sects in the world, how could anyone have such a terrifying talent?

He watched silently, holding the talisman in his hand, ready to run away at any time.

******

"Run? Why are you running?"

Xiang Feng's obviously crazy words echoed in the inn.

"Aren't you quite eloquent?"

In front of him, Anle ran very fast, covering more than ten meters with each step, almost leaving an afterimage.

Not flying, but better than flying.

Although he was on the run, he kept saying no mercy.

"I don't want to bully a madman!"

"You are almost completely controlled by the evil sword, and your mind is lost and muddy. If you have time to chase me, you might as well take care of yourself!"

Such sharp and harsh words were like arrows hitting the flaws in Xiang Feng's soul.

Lies won't hurt, the truth is the sharpest knife!

No matter how hard Xiang Feng tried to deny this, he still vaguely understood in his remaining rationality that his mind was indeed distorted by the evil sword.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to take action against Tan Feiyu.

It's just that he doesn't want to admit it.

"I told you...I'm not crazy!"

Xiang Feng's face was almost distorted and he roared angrily.

The whole body's spiritual power and blood surged together, and the flying sword moved according to his heart.

Red light flashed across.

A large area of ​​walls and floors were cut open by the light of the evil sword.

The whole interior of the inn seemed to have been cut with a huge gap by this sword.

A spacious cavity appeared.

Buzz-buzz-

Then, the whole inn began to buzz.

Obviously, the owner of the inn has woken up!

The first one to bear the brunt was the furious Xiang Feng.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Under the constant stimulation of An Le and the burning blood flames on his body, his rationality was quickly worn away.

The madness and bloodshed belonging to the evil sword occupied his mind.

What Xiang Feng wants to do now is to kill everything in front of him.

A huge shadow enveloped his body.

The owner of the inn is not something else, but a physical darkness!

It emerged from the invisible air, as if giving birth to countless tentacles, spreading, twisting, expanding outwards, wrapping up everything it touched.

Anle is unfazed.

Xiao Xiaohong clung to his body surface, their bodies overlapped, and their temperaments suddenly changed strangely.

When the sticky darkness came to Anle, it no longer had any influence on him.

In total darkness.

The scarlet sword light can cut through even the darkness.

Xiang Feng holding the evil sword is indeed very powerful.

Even in this situation, he can still barely survive, and even has a tendency to break through the darkness and leave.

But how could he be allowed to fight his way out of the comfort of being in the dark?

******

"You're crazy..."

"You have already gone crazy..."

Faint words came from the darkness, like evil whispers.

Xiang Feng looked crazy: "Pretend to be a ghost!"

The evil sword cuts down.

The red light temporarily illuminates the darkness.

His expression suddenly changed.

In front of me, two familiar faces appeared.

Tan Feiyu and Zhang Qing.

"Senior Xiang..."

boom!

He was suddenly hit in the back by a familiar force of blood.

Xiang Feng's internal organs shook slightly, and he swung his sword back again.

Empty again.

"Xiang Feng!"
To be continued...