Lord of the Yellow River

Chapter 20 Tuscany
It's getting dark, please close the door.

Laughing loudly, Lan Feng walked out of the gate of Swanson School of Magic and went straight to the gate of Swanson City without looking back.

At night, the gates were supposed to be closed.

However, the city gate is wide open.

Lan Feng ignored it, stepped out of the door with his front foot, and with the next foot, his body was covered with a layer of cold blue battle armor that exuded the smell of blood.

On the city wall, countless looming people watched Lan Feng's departure with different expressions.

after an hour,

Lan Feng stopped in his tracks, looked at the man in black, and smiled, "The Black Thorn Organization?"

"Blue Maple?"

"Oh, you are really a genius!"

"Someone wants your head with a disparity of [-] million gold coins." The man in black said hoarsely.

One billion?

Lan Feng was stunned and said, "I'm only worth [-] million?"

The man in black: "."

What do you mean?
That is a gold coin of [-] million, not a silver coin, let alone a copper coin!

Are you still dissatisfied?

The man in black stared at Lan Feng in amazement: "Oh, you are really crazy! One hundred million! Do you know what it means?"

Lan Feng said indifferently: "A life is really worthless!"

"Whoo~!"

The black-robed man didn't say anything more, he circulated his battle energy and merged into the darkness.

As an eighth-level assassin, the black-robed man is very confident. Among his peers, no one can detect his figure, even the most outstanding one in front of him.

Unfortunately, he underestimated Lan Feng.

As long as the man in black is still moving on the ground, Lan Feng can catch his figure.

Therefore, just when he was complacent and about to cut off the head of the first genius in ten thousand years, he couldn't see the sarcasm hidden under the cold mask.

"Yin~!"

But seeing a sword being drawn, a yellow sword light flashed, and with a puff, a large head was thrown into the air, with a plop, it rolled for a long time before it stopped.

"Qiang~!"

Take the sword.

Lan Feng walked forward without looking back.

The people hiding in the dark were stunned:

"died?"

"One sword!?"

"With just one sword, the eighth-level assassin was beheaded like this?"

"Which of you saw him draw his sword?"

"I do not see it!"

"I didn't see it either!"

"Hi~!"

Everyone gasped, and killed an eighth-level assassin who was proficient in assassination with one blow.

Level eight assassin!

Even if it is to assassinate a ninth-level fighter, an eighth-level assassin can do it.

However, we are also at the eighth level, but we didn't see how he made the sword!
too fast!
Everyone shuddered, they knew: an eighth-level fighter or an eighth-level magician could not kill him alone!
It's a pity that there are always some people who don't believe in evil and try to assassinate Lan Feng one after another.

"Yin~!"

In the dark night, flashes of yellow sword light flashed one after another, leaving headless corpses randomly scattered on the ground.

Overnight, a total of 32 eighth-level assassins were separated and fell under the quicksand sword.

The Black Thorn Organization was so frightened that they no longer dared to send assassins to assassinate Lan Feng. If this continued, the Black Thorn Organization would be wiped out.

Blackthorn organization, scared!

Similarly, other assassin organizations also canceled their rewards one after another, not daring to send anyone to assassinate Lan Feng.

Eighth-level assassins are the core strength of every assassin organization. Every time one dies, it is a huge loss.After all, they don't have sanctuary powerhouses in charge, and the highest level is only nine!
Therefore, they tacitly canceled all the reward tasks related to Lan Feng and the Dresser family, silently licking their wounds.

Lan Feng, who had been killed all night, has quietly left the Swanson Kingdom and entered the Eisenman Forest.After passing through the Eisenman Forest, they entered the Mister Kingdom.

Eisenman Forest,
"Whoa~!"

The overwhelming arrows attacked Lan Feng without warning.

Lan Feng glanced at the archer on the tree. With a flash of cold light, he took a few steps, groaned a sword cry, and then bang, a headless corpse fell to the ground, splashing countless dust.

And those arrows coated with various poisons scattered all over the ground, making everyone's archers' eyelids twitch wildly, what about others?
"Bang~!"

Another headless corpse.

"Hi~!"

"Bang~!"

The third headless corpse.

"Run~!"

In an instant, dozens of figures jumped down one after another, and ran into the Eisenman forest without looking back, fearing that they would be the next one.

After killing three archers in a row, Lan Feng looked coldly at the fleeing archers, and said indifferently, "Escape? Oh, it depends on your luck."

While taking a step, Lan Feng landed on the ground and walked towards the depths of the Eisenman forest. A step of ten meters was like a teleportation, which shocked the people hiding in the dark. What kind of method is this?
Those archers are all eighth-level, or wind-type, or light-type, or lightning-type, or dark-type, and each one is a perfect archer.

But, they didn't shoot right?
Do not!
It's not that they didn't shoot accurately, but that Lan Feng's strange steps avoided countless poisonous arrows, and even assassinated the three archers by surreptitiousness!
The scary thing is that he killed people without leaving a whole body, all of them were separated from each other!

This habit.
Everyone was heartbroken.

Sudden--

"Ow~!"

A high-pitched howl of wolves spread through the Eisenman forest, and they knew that someone had mobilized the wind wolves to prepare for a group battle and grind Lan Feng to death.

However, they seem to have forgotten one thing subconsciously - Lan Feng is a dual-element magician of earth and water, and he is level eight!

But seeing Lan Feng stretching out his sword finger with his right hand, in an instant, endless earth elements swarmed in, and with a low growl, earth howling wolves made entirely of earth elements were revealed, fiercely pouncing hundreds of people on the opposite side. Thousands of wind wolves.

"Boom~~!"

The earth trembled, and countless explosions roared, one after another, in an endless stream.

"Hi~!"

"Earth-type, eighth-level magic: Earth Howling Wolf!"

"how is this possible!"

"Without chanting magic spells, just stretch out your fingers, and there are nine earth howling wolves!"

"Instant eighth-level magic?"

"What the hell, are we fighting people?"

At this moment, they were finally afraid.

Grade eight?

Go to the fucking eighth grade!

Who the hell can release eighth-level magic?

evildoer!

They have the idea of ​​retreating, this is not killing, but sending them to death!
really,

In less than a moment, hundreds of thousands of wind wolves were exterminated, and even the hidden eighth-level earth magician was beheaded with a single sword, and their heads were separated.

"Come on~!"

"What the hell, I don't play anymore!"

"Whoosh~!"

Immediately, many people fled one after another, they were really scared, scared!

The same eighth-level magician, one face to face, one sword beheading, it took less than a second before and after!
How can we kill such a monster?

What the hell, my life matters, run!

Accompanied by Lan Feng's ruthless killing, more and more killers retreated in fear, and they all quit in panic, not daring to follow Lan Feng any longer.

Similarly, on this day, the Eisenman Forest was completely silent, and almost all the monsters hid themselves. The terrifying murderous aura terrified them.

Walking to the center of the Eisenman forest, the azure armor was already stained red with blood, filled with evil spirits, causing countless monsters to avoid it.

Lan Feng looked at the big blue lake in the center, and said indifferently: "Come out!"

"Crash~!"

A huge blue boa constrictor slowly came out of the blue coral, and a pair of blue snake eyes stared at Lan Feng, obviously flashing a trace of fear and apprehension.

"Ninth-level monster?"

"The whole body is blue? What kind of monster are you?" Lan Feng said indifferently.

The cyan boa constrictor spat out snake letters and snake language: "Qinghu snake."

"Qinghu Snake?" Lan Feng was taken aback, and the family's books on snake monsters flashed through his mind, but none of them matched. It was obviously a new snake monster.

Green lake snake?
A snake-like monster that has not been recorded in the family library.

After thinking for a while, Lan Feng said, "I'll give you two choices: one, surrender; two, decapitate!"

The Qinghu Snake shuddered all over, and his head was in a different place?I don't want to!
Having seen Lan Feng's killing methods, the Green Lake Snake immediately admitted his cowardice and lowered his noble head.Even though he was level nine, that human being gave him a too strong sense of danger. Obviously, he still has back hands!
Seeing the Qinghu snake lower its head, Lan Feng directly chanted the magic spell of the master-servant contract, and slowly condensed a six-star magic circle in mid-air. Then, it was divided into two, and the half representing the master was placed between Lan Feng's eyebrows and blended into it. Soul, the other half is placed between the eyebrows of the Green Lake Snake, merging into the depths of its soul.

Since then, Lan Feng felt the soul connection between himself and the Green Lake Snake, and his soul transmitted voice: "What's your name?"

"Tuscany, Master." The Green Lake Snake 'Tuscany' said through the same soul voice transmission, his voice was still a little trembling.

"Tuscany?" Lan Feng nodded, and said again, "Get all the ores, property and other valuable things you collected."

"Yes, Master." The Green Lake Snake Tuscany had no choice but to do as he wanted, and handed over all his treasures over the years, and Lan Feng took them into the interspatial ring.

Looking at the huge Tuscany, Lan Feng asked: "Can the body be made smaller, it's too big."

Tuscany nodded, controlled his huge body, shrunk visibly to the naked eye, and finally turned into a ten-meter-long body. His soul sent a voice transmission: "Master, do you need to get smaller?"

Lan Feng glanced at Tuscany, and responded, "No, this is good. Go get some food, I'm a little hungry."

Tuscany turned and left without hesitation, and soon came back dragging a patterned leopard.

Lan Feng pulled out the quicksand sword, and the light of the sword was shining. In an instant, the patterned leopard was completely dissected, and a complete piece of patterned leopard skin was collected, and a fire was set up to start the barbecue.

Seeing this, Tuscany didn't dare to resist anymore. This patterned leopard was an eighth-level monster, and it was dismembered by the master's sword. The sword technique was too fast!
Looking at the patterned leopard meat that was gradually roasting, Tuscany's eyes flashed with longing. He had never eaten such delicious cooked food.

Want to eat, but dare not ask for it.

Tuscany stared at the barbecue eagerly.

Lan Feng glanced at him and said, "I'm not familiar yet, but I'll keep some if I'm familiar."

Tuscany's soul transmitted sound, and thanked: "Thank you for the gift, master!"

Lan Feng nodded and continued to roast meat and cook leopard blood soup.

(End of this chapter)