As for the third purpose, I want to see and ask where they caught Uncle Dao.
Because Uncle Dao has forgotten a lot about the past, Chen Feng wants to ask from the population of the Colosseum, so that it is possible to trace more past secrets!
The two randomly captured a one-star Demon King as a mount, and rushed towards the ancient city of Shenying.
It was only more than 10,000 li just outside, Chen Feng suddenly heard a scream in front of him, crying, and shouting.
And among these voices, there was a trace of unstoppable arrogant laughter, won's screams and n's lewd laughter.
Chen Feng's brows wrung up imdiately, he has a chivalrous heart, he will draw his sword when he sees uneven roads!
So Chen Feng drove the Star Demon King under him to fly forward, and he saw it soon.
After turning around a huge sand hill in front, behind that sand hill, a battle was taking place at this ti.
Oh, no, it's not so much a fight as a massacre.
The side to be slaughtered was obviously a caravan with thousands of people. There were hundreds of monsters in the caravan, carrying a lot of goods.
Only at this ti, most of the monster beasts had been killed, and the black-clad man dressed as a guard outside the caravan also suffered heavy casualties, with at least hundreds of corpses on the ground.
In addition, more than a hundred black-clad n were surrounded by a few people in luxurious clothes who looked like caravan leaders, forming a defensive circle there, fighting hard.
They were besieged by seven or eight hundred people in white.
These people in white are all wearing large robes, and the weapons in their hands are various, and the ones they ride are about ten ters long, shaped like a cal, but with huge wings and wingspan. A monster that reaches more than thirty ters.
This is what Chen Feng is riding at this ti, it is a kind of one-star demon king commonly seen in the desert, called a double-winged flying cal.
The strength is not very outstanding, but the speed is very fast, and the size is small, dexterous enough, suitable for single or two or three people riding.
On their white robe, embroidered with a double-winged cal pattern, but it was dyed blood red, as if it was stained with blood, making people look quite terrifying.
At this ti, about two or three hundred people in white clothes were besieging those remaining in the caravan, and another 100 people in white clothes were cleaning up the battlefield and robbing property.
There were also many people in white who hugged the female relatives in the caravan and moved their hands.
So female relatives resisted for a while, and they imdiately slapped each other's head to pieces.
Such brutal and bloodthirsty thods made the remaining female relatives dare not struggle, silently weeping, and enduring their abuse.
Suddenly, a man in white laughed wildly, threw a woman into the air, and then waved his hands one after another. Every ti he waved, several pieces of cloth were torn off her body.
The woman wailed and scread, and when she landed, her clothes were already torn without a trace!
Seeing this scene, Chen Feng's eyes flashed coldly, and he sneered coldly: "Stop!"
The people in white were about to act wantonly and humiliate the woman in their arms when they heard such a shout, and they were all stunned, and then looked back.
I saw that a two-winged cal flew towards this side, and two young people sat on it. Among them, the young man was staring at them with a cold look on his face.
These people in white were taken aback for a mont, and then their faces showed disdain.
In their opinion, these two young people are nothing extraordinary, but they are just two ordinary teenagers, which pose no threat to them at all, and their current behavior is very arrogant.
"Yell, two nosy boys are here!" soone said strangely.
"Haha, it's really nosy, but it seems that he doesn't have the strength to match it. Look at the mounts under him, and then look at the age of the two of them. I guess their strength will not exceed the Samsung Wuwang at most. "
"That's right, even the three-star martial king is not there. You must know the strong people in our blood cal faction, let alone the elders, but so of the more powerful gangs have reached the state of the three-star martial king."
It turned out that their school was called the Blood Cal School.
Not the snow of ice, but the blood of blood!
One of the middle-aged people in white coldly yelled: "Little bunny, where are you from? To dare to care about our blood cal faction, it's really looking for death!"
"While the uncles are in a good mood now and don't want to be familiar with you, get out!"
There was a funny look on Chen Feng's face. These blood cal sect people are really eye-catching, and they dare to talk to themselves like this, really knowing nothing!
And a short and fat man in his thirties next to him looked at Han Yu'er, who was beside Chen Feng, with an extrely licentious look on his face. His eyes were naked and fierce. He wanted to stare at Han Yu'er.
He suddenly smiled and said: "Big brother, you can't just leave a little bunny, you see, although this little **** is arrogant and knows no height, but the chick next to him looks really good!"
"How about it, catch this little girl, how about having so fun?"
When he said that, the people in white clothes all saw Han Yu'er next to Chen Feng, and their eyes suddenly lighted up, revealing an obscene look.
The chunky white-clothed man cursed towards Chen Feng in a commanding tone: "You bastard, hurry up and offer the hands of the chick next to you, we can spare you a dog's life, otherwise, it will be yours. In front of , I will insult this little girl to death, causing you extre pain and humiliation!"
Chen Feng stared at him, the icy color flashed in his eyes, and coldly spit out two words: "Looking for death!"
After speaking, Chen Feng's figure flashed, and then the next mont, everyone heard a very short scream.
Then, they all exclaid.
It turned out that the chunky white man who was talking just now had his head flying, blood gushing out of his neck cavity, and he was already killed.
At this ti, Chen Feng was still sitting firmly on his two-winged cal, and it seed that there was no movent at all just now!
Seeing this scene, these blood cal sect people suddenly showed surprise on their faces, and exclaid: "This kid is a hard idea!"
"Yes, Ge San is a magnificent three-star martial king, he was killed in an instant, and we didn't even see how he killed it!"
"This kid is not weak!"
At this ti, they looked at Chen Feng with a sowhat solemn look.
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