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One thousand eight hundred ninety, swamp fairy beast

Song Qingfeng was about to start the fairy ship and sail forward when he heard a burst of rapid footsteps coming from behind him.

"This senior brother! Can you take us over with me?"

Song Qingfeng stopped the fairy boat and turned around to look at the person coming. He saw that the person coming was three men and one woman. The clothes they were wearing should be from the sect.

After hesitating for a moment, Song Qingfeng nodded, "Come up."

"Thank you, senior brother!"

After thanking Song Qingfeng, the three men and one woman jumped onto the fairy boat.

"We are disciples of Tiansheng Palace. My name is Fang Yeyou. He is Mo Ziye, Zhao Jingwu, and Zhou Zijun. I wonder what this senior brother is called?" Fang Yeyou asked after introducing him.

"Song Qingfeng." Song Qingfeng started the fairy ship and drove forward, his spiritual sense carefully scanning the surroundings. The swamp group looked calm, but there were countless crises hidden, so they must not be taken lightly.

"Is Senior Brother Song a disciple of the sect?" Zhou Zijun looked at Song Qingfeng. Song Qingfeng did not wear the costumes of the sect. However, he did not look like a scattered immortal. Little immortals rarely have their own fairy ships.

"Yeah." Song Qingfeng nodded. He didn't want to talk to them anymore. He planned to take them to the other end of the swamp and parted ways with them.

"Which sect is Senior Brother Song?" Mo Ziye asked curiously. Their Tiansheng Palace is one of the ten major sects in Hengtian Realm. Except for some unknown small sects, he knows most of them.

"Be careful!" Song Qingfeng saw the swamp ahead moving abnormally. While speaking, he had already sacrificed a Pangu axe and slashed forward.

Before Mo Ziye and his men could react, they all sacrificed their fairy weapons after they realized what had happened. At some point, their fairy ship was surrounded by fairy beasts hidden in the swamp, and they now had no choice but to fight.

Song Qingfeng slashed away with an axe, bringing up a mass of blood mist.

"Ao!" With an angry roar sounding among the swamps, the originally calm swamp suddenly seemed to boil. Countless fairy beasts hidden under the swamp rushed towards Song Qingfeng's fairy ship.

Song Qingfeng's face changed drastically, and the Pangu axe in his hand swept across the surroundings, bringing countless blood mists. Now, he has no other way except to fight. If he does not destroy these immortal beasts, he will die here.

Mo Ziye and his friends were also fighting hard against the immortal beasts that were rushing towards him.

Suddenly a huge force came from under the ship, flying up Song Qingfeng's fairy ship.

Song Qingfeng jumped into the air and landed on the head of a fairy beast.

The fairy beast roared in anger and shook its body, trying to throw Song Qingfeng off.

Song Qingfeng raised his Pangu axe in his hand and slashed it down with an axe, splitting the immortal beast under him in half. At the same time, he jumped and landed on the head of another immortal beast, making the same mistake.

"Ah!" Zhou Zijun was bitten by a fairy beast and screamed miserably.

Mo Ziye wanted to help, but he couldn't take care of himself.

At this moment, two figures fell from the sky.

When Song Qingfeng saw the two people falling down, he looked surprised in his eyes, "Sect Master! Deputy Sect Master!" How could they come here? How could they know that he is here?
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