Before he finished speaking, a gray light flashed, and a blood hole appeared in the bald young man's throat. His eyes were staring straight behind him. An incredible gaze instantly dimmed and his face was covered in dust.

Xia Jian was shocked and quickly directed his mother-in-law to turn around to protect him. However, Lan Shadow flashed and one of them had already arrived beside him. Xia Jian was an outstanding disciple of the Xia family, so he was not at all panicked. At a critical moment, he used his magic tricks to pinch it, and a golden shield immediately appeared in front of him.

"Puff!" Zhan Feng stabbed the shield with a sword, but in pursuit of speed, the strength of the Seven-Star Sword was not as strong as possible. Although this sword pierced the shield, it was immediately resisted by the shield, and only a piece of sword tip was exposed!

He raised his mouth, suddenly let go of the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and held his hands, a green spear appeared in his hand, with a complex formation hanging on the tip of the spear.

Zhan Feng waved his arms and stabbed the Immortal Destroy Spear backward, just covering the rescued old man. The other party was stunned when he saw this, and then laughed and said, "I am very brave when playing the formation in front of me!"

At this moment, Xia Jian's mother-in-law's flying sword had already flew back to his side. He looked up and was shocked: "Zhan Feng!"

Zhan Feng was amused at him, and the blue shadow flashed and disappeared again. The black-haired old man was shrouded in the small Five Elements Formation of the Immortal Destroyed Spear. He immediately felt that the spiritual energy in his body was slow to move. However, during his foundation-building stage, the small sluggishness was instantly restrained. He smiled grimly and was about to sacrifice a magic weapon like a formation, but suddenly his whole body relaxed and the formations all disappeared out of thin air.

The old man with black hair was stunned, and suddenly felt a little dizzy in his heart, and he quickly opened up the protection. He bet that the ice wall was blocking behind him, and there was only a "clang" sound. A gray light thrust hard on the ice wall.

As soon as the mother-child flying sword returned to his hand, Zhan Feng in front of Xia Jian disappeared. He did not dare to be careless at all, and quickly opened up his magic power. The shield in front of him began to swim quickly around his body, but it was too late!

The next moment, the blue shadow actually appeared above his head. In an instant, Xia Jian felt that the sword shadows in the sky were covering the sky. Suddenly, a pain was felt on his head. Zhan Feng held the Seven-Star Sword in his hand and inserted it into his top door!

"Ah!" Xia Jian screamed and could die!

Zhan Feng used the mysterious escape technique of the faint fire flash to kill two people unexpectedly in a row with the wind. At this moment, there was a faint fire light under his feet, quietly floating in front of the black-haired old man, staring at the other party coldly!

"So, you are actually a formation cultivator?" he asked lightly.

The black-haired old man looked solemn: "Are you Zhan Feng?" The young man in blue only practiced the Great Perfection of Qi Practice, but his escape technique was really weird. It was the famous historian fire escape technique. The three words "Zhan Feng" that Xia Jian called out just now were even more famous five years ago.

He was still practicing in the Qi training stage five years ago, so how could he never hear about it?

"I am!" Zhan Feng looked at the other party with interest. It was the first time he saw it. If a monk was too broad, he would inevitably delay his practice. Due to factors such as ambition and inheritance, the monk had to practice a "special art". If this kind of practice was overwhelming, it would become a kind of alchemy, instrument cultivation, talisman cultivation, beast cultivation, etc.

But formation cultivation is rare. I didn’t expect him to encounter one today!

"I don't want to kill anyone, but I have to tell me some things!" Zhan Feng said lightly.

The black-haired old man immediately frowns when he heard this. Don’t you want to kill people? You killed two of them as soon as you came up. Don’t you want to kill people? Are you teasing me?

The formation is sophisticated that it is more powerful than the formation, and its magic power is generally very ordinary. Facing Zhan Feng, who was famous five years ago, the other party killed two cultivators who were in the Great Perfection of Qi Training Stage a moment ago. The old man from the black hair was obviously one level higher than the other party, but he had no confidence at all. When he heard the other party say this, he immediately said: "What do you want to know?"

"That thing about the earth-sporting spirit eye!" Zhan Feng said lightly: "I have a bad temper and don't like being deceived. You'd better not lie to me!"

"This..." When the old man black-haired man heard this, he knew that the other party of his three people had been heard by the other party. He looked at Zhan Feng's eyes and was a little hesitant. If this secret was leaked and the monk surnamed Zhu knew that it was him who reported it. Even if he had the protection of his family, he would probably not have any good results.

"How is it? I don't have much patience. If it's too difficult for you, why don't I make a decision for you!" Zhan Feng saw that the other party was hesitating, and said with a smile.

“What decision?”

"Soul Search!" Zhan Feng gently spit out two words.

"What?" The black-haired old man's face changed drastically, and he took three steps in a row and said in a trembling voice: "You, don't bully people too much!"

Zhan Feng looked at his fierce and cowardly look, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart. This guy in front of him is too cowardly. You are still in the foundation-building stage.

His face changed, and he stretched out his right hand, and a green long sword appeared in his palm. The sword color entered the quiet pool water. The sword energy was like a dazzling rainbow, and the three-inch green light was as faint as it was on the sword blade, as if it was wrapped in a layer of light cover.

"Ah! This..." The black-haired old man's face changed drastically again. He obviously felt that this magic weapon was not ordinary. With his current cultivation, he could already produce the magic weapon from the Earth level, and he also had a certain sense of the Earth level magic weapon. However, the sword in front of him could completely isolate his spiritual consciousness, so he could not see through it!

This shows that this sword is at least a middle-grade magic weapon at the Earth level!

The black-haired old man had a face as if he was ashen. The other party had only the Great Perfection of Qi Training Period, but he could actually control the middle-grade magic weapon of the Earth level. There are only two words to describe this situation, which is against the will of heaven!

This young man in blue is destined not to be able to deal with him. The black-haired old man's psychological defense has completely collapsed. He sighed and said, "Okay, what do you want to know, I will tell you everything!"

Damn, you are too cowardly. You just took out my sword and you were so attracted! Zhan Feng felt deeply contempt for him, but his face was still calm and he nodded and said, "Fellow Taoist is indeed a wise man. I admire him so much that he knows how to act according to the opportunity!"

I'll go, and I won't bring such a shabby person, the black-haired old man is already extremely depressed.

"Hold" Zhan Feng took out a piece of wood from the spirit ring and threw it at the old man with black hair: "I just like friends like Brother Taiwan, take out your soul a little!"

Looking at Zhan Feng's smiling expression, the old man with black hair almost vomited blood. Why did he have the magic control technique? His eyes flashed a few times, but he had no choice but to slap his forehead with his right hand and twitched it out. Two red and white light spots flew out of his body and landed on the wooden sign.

The magic control technique requires attaching the soul and spirit of the monk to the god control card and making a vow of soul. The monk who holds the god control card for life must not disobey, otherwise the other party will die of soul and death with just a slight pinch.

To put it bluntly, this is a slave!

The black-haired old man reluctantly handed over his soul, and secretly warned himself that I will never do formation cultivation in the next life!

Zhan Feng took the God Control Card into his hand, checked it carefully, nodded with satisfaction before just now, and put it away. This was the first time he used the God Control Card. It felt good to have a slave.

In fact, he really wanted to capture the other party's soul search just now, but when he heard that the other party was a formation cultivator, he immediately changed his attention. His talent in formation was really unsatisfactory. He hadn't encountered a formation master for so long. He finally caught one at this moment, how could he kill it easily?

Killing a formation cultivator is simply a waste of resources!

Since the relationship between master and servant was confirmed, the two of them had lost a layer of separation. Zhan Feng knew whether the other party would deceive him for a while, and the old man from the black hair also knew that the other party would not kill him for a while, and both sides finally felt good.

So, under Zhan Feng's detailed inquiry, the black-haired old man slowly said a lot of information.
Chapter completed!