Chapter 95 [(*^▽^*)]

Chapter 95 [(*^▽^*)]

The two men screamed in pain. Perhaps they had never been injured so badly before. They had no time to defend themselves. Ming Fanxing seized this fatal flaw and used one hand to perform a sword technique to control the Feiling Sword back.

With the help of his powerful consciousness, the speed of the sword light was incredibly sharp.

Ming Fanxing lightly pointed in the direction of the two men, and the white sword light easily pierced through their necks.

Just like that.

Two cultivators who had achieved great Qi Condensation died just like that. They didn't seem to understand what was going on. They were so powerful.

They made full preparations for this mission, but they still died in the end, and they died at the hands of two such young brats.

After seeing the two Qi Condensation Great Yuanman seniors die, the remaining eight Qi Condensation late stage cultivators were a little panicked.

"Oh no, these two are Ming Fanxing and Ming Yufeng, give up the mission and retreat!"

Ming Fanxing was a little surprised, he and Xiaofeng were so famous? They were recognized at the first sight, which was quite fresh.

The eight people did not stay to fight, but turned around and ran, and did not even care about the ten children in the carriage, even though they knew that if they left these children, they would only die.

But how could the lives of these children be as important as their own?

Ming Yufeng, "They ran away in different directions!"

Ming Fanxing, "Leave the four here to me, and you go kill the four over there, and don't let any of them get away!"

Ming Yufeng, "Okay!"

Ming Fanxing controlled his Feiling Sword, put on a spiritual shield, and quickly chased after them with the light body technique, controlling the Feiling Sword to attack while chasing.

Even if he couldn't catch up for a while, it didn't matter, as long as they didn't escape from his range of consciousness, the Feiling Sword could kill them!

The white sword light was like a sickle wielded by the god of death, and every time it fell, it could take away a life.

In less than a few breaths, two of the four on his side died, and the remaining two saw their companions die, and they knew that if they ran again, they would definitely die.

If they fought with him, there might be a glimmer of hope.

After seeing the two of them stop, Ming Fanxing curled his lips. Are they planning to die together? What a pity... they don't have such an opportunity.

Ming Fanxing didn't even give them time to take out their weapons. He stopped just in time for his Flying Spirit Sword to reap the lives of these two people.

They thought that even if they couldn't escape, they could take him with them to death, but they didn't expect that they had just taken out their weapons, but before they could use them, they were approached by the white sword.

However, at least they still performed the Spirit Shield Technique in the end, but... even the Spirit Shield Technique only blocked it for a while.

The flying sword controlled by Ming Fanxing pierced it into pieces in two or three strokes.

Not long after, seeing that they were about to be killed, one of them only used his weapon, and before he even had time to calculate the tricks, Ming Fanxing cut off his head.

The other one bought a lot of time because of this.

When Ming Fanxing's eyes fell on him, he had already sacrificed a small shield. This small shield looked simple, but its defensive power should not be underestimated.

He controlled the white sword light to continuously fall on the small shield. Unexpectedly, although the small shield was shaking due to the attack, it did block all the attacks.

The opponent breathed a sigh of relief, and with a sly look, he took out a piece of paper from his arms... No, it's a talisman!

Ming Fanxing didn't know what talisman it was, but he always felt that if the opponent really used it, something bad would happen.

In this case... let's use that trick.

He roughly estimated the defensive power of this small shield, recalled his Feiling Sword, and a wooden dragon about half the size appeared beside him.

With a flick of his finger, a fireball appeared. After swallowing the fireball, the wooden dragon flew quickly in the direction of the late-stage Qi Condensation cultivator.

Ming Fanxing himself quickly retreated. He pinched a wooden shield for himself and put a spiritual shield on the outside of the wooden shield. Double shield!

After setting up the double shield, Ming Fanxing immediately crushed the wooden dragon that swallowed the fireball with his spiritual consciousness. The fireball directly ignited the wood chips, and a deafening explosion appeared in front of him.

Ming Fanxing even felt the vibration of the ground. The strong wind generated by the explosion swept over, blowing up his half-long hair and making his clothes rustle.

He did not wait for the smoke to dissipate quietly, but waved his hand and blew the smoke aside with his spiritual power. Soon he saw that the small shield surrounding the monk had been broken.

He himself did not look very good, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, but Ming Fanxing estimated wrongly, this man was still alive!

I didn't expect that this small shield could directly withstand the explosion of this half-sized wooden dragon. It seems that I still underestimated the small shield.

But it doesn't matter, isn't it time to die quickly now?

Feiling Sword was sacrificed again, and the white sword light flashed in the dark night. Just when he was about to cut off the opponent's head, the talisman in his hand actually ignited without fire.

Ming Fanxing didn't know what kind of talisman this was, but since it had ignited without wind, it meant that he had successfully activated the talisman.

Ming Fanxing's eyes were solemn, and he chopped off the opponent's head at the fastest speed with full consciousness.

After confirming that he was completely dead, Ming Fanxing focused on his surroundings, so that he could immediately find anything approaching, but after waiting for a while, he didn't find anything.

Did the talisman fail to activate?

Ming Fanxing frowned slightly. You know, the explosion just now was a bit loud, and he needed to leave as soon as possible after killing all the enemies.

He was on guard while scanning the surroundings with his consciousness. The small shield was a good defensive magic weapon, but unfortunately it had been destroyed by himself.

And the talisman had also been used. After a simple search, he only found a Feiling sword of the same model as his own. Apart from that, he didn't have anything else valuable.

Of course there were three other people. Ming Fanxing searched them briefly and found three more Feiling Swords. Wow, are these Feiling Swords mass-produced? !

He used the Fireball Technique to burn all four bodies to ashes. After destroying the bodies, he quickly returned to the carriage. At this time, Ming Yufeng also flew in from another direction.

All the children in the carriage had run away, leaving only the bodies of two Qi Condensation Great Yuanman monks.

Without saying anything, Ming Fanxing searched around and found no magical treasures on them, but found a gray... purse on each of their waists?

No!

This should be a storage bag! These two people actually have storage bags!

Ming Fanxing felt scared. Since there are storage bags, there must be a lot of powerful magical treasures in them. Fortunately,

they took them by surprise and attacked with a killer move. If they had bought them time, even for a little while, they would probably be in trouble.

There was nothing else except two storage bags.

Ming Fanxing threw several fireballs, burning the corpse and the carriage to ashes. "Let's go, find those ten children and kill them. They are the real target of our mission this time."

Ming Yufeng nodded, "No problem, let's go!"

In fact, even if these people ran, they couldn't run far. Ming Fanxing easily found the children hiding behind a rock behind the hillside not far away.

Not to mention Ming Fanxing, even Ming Yufeng could easily find them.

When their figures appeared in front of these children, they hugged each other, their eyes were full of fear, and tears kept falling.

It seemed that the two of them were unforgivable villains.

But Ming Fanxing and Ming Yufeng, who had killed people before, would not be fooled by their appearance.

Ming Fanxing's expression was cold, "These people are no longer children, they are full of blood, which means they have killed people."

Ming Yufeng frowned, "It's not surprising, after all, they are sent to Jinzhou City as spies, if they don't have any lives, how can they take on such an important mission?"

They didn't lower their voices when they spoke, so these children also heard their conversation, and they probably didn't think they would be discovered.

They looked at Ming Fanxing and their eyes were stunned for a moment, a little confused.

Ming Fanxing sighed, "Go ahead, half each, leave quickly after you're done, you can't stay here for long."

Ming Yufeng's expression changed slightly, "Okay!"

Although Ming Fanxing took action, he didn't torture them on purpose. He planned to kill them directly with the Feiling Sword, cleanly and neatly, at least they could leave without any pain.

But when these children realized that they couldn't escape, they seemed to have become different people. Several of them didn't know where to pull out daggers, knives, and short swords from their clothes and rushed up.

Not to mention, they were quite fast. With their skills, an ordinary adult would definitely not be their opponent. They

have definitely been tested for talent. If they stayed in Haiyun City, most of the ten of them would have a bright future, instead of... dying here.

Ming Fanxing paused the attack of Feiling Sword, and dodged quickly when the blades of these children came over, to judge how strong their skills were.

Finally, he came to a conclusion. After being completely aroused, the aura also changed. Ming Fanxing could be sure that there were no less than ten lives in the hands of these people.

Thinking of this, Ming Fanxing no longer wasted time. Although it was a bit of bullying, and they were all people who had not practiced, he had no guilt in his heart.

Feiling Sword flashed by, and these children were already beheaded and dead.

Ming Yufeng also handled it quickly. After watching, he threw out a few fireballs, which were also burned to ashes.

Before leaving, they had to remove all traces around them and make sure there were no problems left before leaving quickly.

However, just as they were about to leave, a black shadow suddenly appeared not far to the right of Ming Fanxing. In the blink of an eye, the black shadow drew an arc in the air and finally sank into Ming Fanxing's forehead!

Ming Yufeng was shocked, "Fanxing?!"