The crescent-scythe man stepped out of the darkness, and in an instant golden mist surged up from the sky, lighting up the dark forest like brilliant fireflies.
The god of death is coming, and the deadly breath permeates every corner. The deathly silent forest does not know when, even the low sounds of the surrounding small animals have disappeared without a trace.
"Who is coming? Stop!" A guard at the front blocked the front and shouted.
"Your Majesty Weiwei, please step back and let us deal with it!" At this time, the two powerful family members guarding the white-haired woman also realized that something was wrong and made preparations for a fight.
Luo Feng also stood up with a smile and turned to face the old man and girl behind him.
In Luo Feng's field of vision, he could clearly see the golden soul path surging in the body of the man holding the crescent sickle.
It was an extremely complex and top-notch existence, at least it didn't belong to the white-haired woman at all.
The complex composition of the Golden Soul Path determines the upper limit that a Golden Soul Path warrior can reach, this person! Danger.
Luo Feng tried to mobilize the golden soul path in his body, but it was obvious that the power he could control was extremely basic and simple.
Compared to the Golden Soul Path warriors present, he was like a newborn baby that barely learned to walk.
But this does not mean that Luo Feng is weak. As long as the power of Emperor Blood is still there, he can instantly kill everyone present.
But he didn't do that. When he came to this world, the most important thing for him was to hide his identity and strength.
This is also the most important warning given to Luo Feng by Ancestor Qihuang.
"Are you deaf? Let me ask you a question." Seeing that the crescent-scythe man did not speak, the leading guard couldn't help but cursed in an inexplicably restless environment.
But at this moment, the crescent-scythe man suddenly raised his head, his blood-red eyes like a bloodthirsty beast, revealing his murderous intent.
"Your Majesty Weiwei, you... just made me wait. Someone wants your head. Tell me... if a beautiful woman like you has her head cut off by me, will she... become... Isn’t it ugly?”
"Huh?" The guard's eyes narrowed, "You are so presumptuous!"
"You are the ones who are presumptuous, you little bastards. The killing feast has begun. Lady Luck has doomed tragedy since the death of your third young master. Here I am!"
"careful!"
The golden mist surged, and screams suddenly sounded in the dark night.
The majestic torrential rain fell suddenly without warning. In the midst of the lightning and flint, dozens of people in front looked like a strange picture. Blood splashed all over the ground, infecting the sticky earth in an instant.
The speed of the crescent scythe was too fast. The moment he finished speaking, he ignored the airtight city of human heads. The next step was like the god of death appearing next to the two strongest men around the white-haired woman.
Licking lightly with his tongue, he showed a weird smile.
"You, two of the Suwen noble clan with golden patterns, are known as the strongest guards... I have wanted to see you for a long time, and kill them happily!"
Time seemed to stand still, and the rain and blood in the air were perfectly intertwined.
The two strongest guards stood like stone statues in front of the white-haired woman.
"Presumptuous!" The bald man's voice was rich. The moment he drank, golden light exploded, and a giant ax condensed in the air and struck down the approaching crescent-scythe man.
"boom!"
Golden light spread across the deep forest, and the hills thousands of meters away split into two...
A drop of blood fell into the puddle at the scene, causing ripples.
That was the blood of the bald man.
The man with the crescent moon sickle was seen taking action at some point. The sharp sickle blade exuded a strange cold light and was embedded into the prey's neck like three pieces of flesh.
"wait..."
Before the bald man could react, he heard the sound of the basketball falling to the ground, and his head was cut off abruptly.
"Ah!" the girl screamed in fright, "Grandpa, I'm scared."
"Suck!" Another guard glared. He didn't expect that this guy was so powerful. His companions didn't even have a chance to kill him.
"Your Majesty Weiwei, let's go quickly. He is at the level of the Great Soul Path Emperor Master."
It was too late, a cold light flashed in the void, and the head of the remaining strong man was cut off abruptly.
"What a pervert," Luo Feng frowned and couldn't help but cover his nose.
A strong smell of blood hit his face, making Luo Feng couldn't help but take a step back and accidentally stepped on the old man's foot.
The old man seemed to have no feeling. He hugged his granddaughter tightly with a pale face, but because of extreme fear, tears overflowed uncontrollably.
He was shaking.
I saw the crescent-scythe man collecting all the heads with the fishing net he brought in front of the white-haired woman.
Like a perverted artist, he has collected all the works of art that he has carefully created.
"Next...is you!" After doing all this, the man with the Crescent Scythe turned his head strangely and looked directly at the white-haired woman.
"You can't kill me!" The white-haired woman frowned slightly, and the golden mist on her body formed an absolute barrier.
"boom!"
The ground trembled, puddles of sewage splashed...
The beastly eyes of the crescent-scythe man drew a perfect arc in the dark night, and he had already appeared in the golden mist world of the white-haired woman.
"So fast!" the white-haired woman blurted out.
"boom!"
In the dark forest, a kite with broken strings turned into an embarrassed afterimage and was kicked out of its golden soul world. It broke one towering tree after another and disappeared into the horizon. The end.
"What...what are you going to do? Don't come here!" At the scene, the man with the crescent moon scythe, who knocked the white-haired woman away with one blow, fell on Luo Feng.
At this time, the old man was so frightened that he threatened, "This is the area of Sky God Emperor City. You...don't dare to mess around."
"So what about the Sky God Emperor City?" The man with the crescent moon scythe had a body like a snake, walking towards the three of them step by step.
But just as he was about to take action, he suddenly looked at the place where the white-haired woman was knocked away, looking a little surprised.
"You're still alive, that's fun," after saying that, the man with the Crescent Scythe chased him towards the forest.
"Let's go, let's go quickly," the old man pulled Luo Feng and his granddaughter, not caring that the horse that supported the family was waiting for an opportunity to escape.
But Luo Feng did not leave. Instead, he felt a little interested in this guy.
"Idiot, come with me quickly. What are you doing standing there?" The girl couldn't help but cursed when she saw Luo Feng motionless.
Because she was afraid that her whole body would collapse, she didn't dare to look at the shattered corpses all around.
Luo Feng knew what the grandfather and granddaughter meant, but he pointed in one direction, and then pointed in the direction of the man who had just struck the crescent moon sickle.
The old man's eyes narrowed and he quickly understood what Luo Feng meant.
"You...are really a big fool. You want us to leave. Are you going to save Her Majesty Weiwei?"
Luo Feng still smiled, and disappeared in one swift step without waiting for the grandfather and granddaughter to speak.
"Where's the person?" The old man was so frightened that he sat down on a corpse, completely stunned.
The fool in his mouth had just disappeared in exclamation, and the only thing that could prove his existence was the collapsed footprints.
