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Chapter 121 The Hidden Crisis...

Wang Anfeng dragged the warrior in white to a distance, threw him on the ground, questioned him for a while, then dragged him back to the green horse, blocked his internal energy, and threw him at the horse's feet.

With the brute force of this strange beast, warriors without internal strength are by no means its opponents.

Fu took the seriously injured black-clothed warrior and left, interrogated according to the original question, or because he was eager for a chance of life, the originally rather arrogant black-clothed warrior was very well-behaved at this time, wishing to tell Wang Anfeng everything he knew .

After asking the last question, the warrior in black swallowed, and the smell of blood spread to his entire mouth.

He looked up at the boy.

At this time, it was against the light, and only the outline and the wooden sword could be seen. Fearing in his heart, he subconsciously moved back with his hands propped on the ground, and said in a toothless, vague way:
"You said, to tell the truth, that you would let us go."

Wang Anfeng looked up at him, nodded slightly, and put the wooden sword behind his back.

The black-clothed warrior felt slightly relieved, and then a look of resentment appeared. At this moment, the young man raised his toes lightly, and a branch bounced up.

Against the sun, there seemed to be a faint light flashing, and then a sore throat, and no consciousness anymore.

Holding the wooden branch at a slant, the young man stepped out slowly.

Threads of blood gathered on the wooden branches and ticked on the ground.

The white-clothed warrior was waiting outside feeling uneasy, so he watched Wang Anfeng walk out, his face first showed a flattering expression, and then he saw the blood-stained branch, his expression changed suddenly, he instinctively wanted to run away, but he was seriously injured and unable to move , could only look at the boy unwillingly and bitterly, and said hoarsely:

"Say, you won't kill us!"

Wang Anfeng unfolded his movements like a winged bird, holding a wooden branch in his right hand and pressing the end with his left hand, and appeared in front of the man like lightning. Thunder flashed over the wooden branch, and he concentrated his energy and energy in an instant. The sharpness made the man's breathing stagnate, but a name suddenly appeared in his mind, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

The wooden branch was like a sword, piercing directly into the throat, as if it could no longer withstand the infusion of internal force, it shattered halfway.

The man in white was seriously injured and survived, his eyes widened as he looked at the boy.

"It's...difficult..."

The wooden sword rises again and cuts across the throat, cutting off the last trace of life.

From the beginning to the end, Wang Anfeng never gave them an explanation.

Putting the sword back into its sheath, the young man leaped onto the horse, gave a soft drink, and the steed turned around with a long hiss, heading towards Fufengguan City in the north, with a serious expression, without any relaxation.

These two people are just swords in the hands of the people behind the scenes, and they know very little.Don't say who is instigating them behind the scenes, even the power organization he is in is not clear, he only knows to follow his leader.

To kill or to rob.

Who to kill, who to rob?

All follow the orders of the leader.

This time, their goal was the birthday celebration team sent by Fufeng Academy to Qingfengjie, to save lives. If they were not afraid of Gong Yu in the team, they might have already made a move.

And even in the presence of Gong Yu, the leader of the seventh rank still followed the team with two eighth rank and the rest of the ninth rank warriors far behind the team, and his evil intentions were not dead. Regarding leaving the team, it was clearly stated in the data that he had not arrived. Rank-[-] Wang Anfeng sent two rank-[-] fighters here, which is considered prudent.

The young man's face was like a sinking lake, and he had already guessed why this incident happened in his mind.

There was anger and murderous intent in his heart, but he was restrained.

For the current plan, senior Gong Yu should be notified first to prevent accidents.

"drive!"

With a soft drink, the green horse speeded up again, leaving a trail of smoke and dust on the official road.

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Fufengguan City.

A silver-feathered flying eagle hovered for several weeks, folded its wings, and fell straight down into a courtyard like an arrow. With a shake of its wings, it flew low in the sky. A thin, middle-aged man showed a smile on his face. After whistling, the eagle landed on the holster of his right arm, and rubbed his chin affectionately, causing a chuckle.

The middle-aged man played with Feiying with his left hand, and made a sharp and short sound. Feiying responded according to the training. After a while, the man's face became a little serious, and he took out a piece of fresh meat from the cloth pocket on his waist , threw it in the air, let the eagle peck at it, then turned around and entered the house.

Sitting in the room was a man in black, with an old-fashioned face and a patch of indigo on his forehead, which made him look like a human being.

The middle-aged man walked quickly to his side, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice:
"Brother, I missed it."

There was a slight pause in the voice, and he said again:

"The two of them failed to survive."

The ancient and clumsy man's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the respectful subordinate next to him.

Although the latter's martial arts are barely ninth grade, he had an adventure when he was a teenager and rescued a pair of silver-feathered flying eagles, and they grew up together. The location and general behavior of the target.

Since he said he missed, there is nothing wrong with it.

There was no fluctuation in his heart, his lips moved, and he said hoarsely:

"Failed to survive... It seems that the information was wrong."

"Another eagle has caught up?"

The middle-aged man bowed respectfully and said:

"Going and returning, the boy's trace is still under control."

"He's coming straight to Guancheng."

The ancient and clumsy man nodded and said:

"Fufeng and his party are still in this pass city, presumably they are waiting for this book collector."

"They don't need the eagle to watch for the time being."

"Let out the other one too."

The middle-aged man was slightly taken aback.

During this time, they have been using flying eagles to confirm the movements of Gong Yu and his party.

Because Wang Anfeng left, it was already inconvenient to separate out one, and even every time it was rotated, there was no way to monitor it for a period of time. Now that the one came back, it was time to fly to the sky above Guancheng to investigate the actions of Gongyu and others before releasing it. , is it to completely abandon other goals?
When he was distracted, he heard the boss suddenly say:

"The third child, the fourth child."

The voice was not loud, but it was able to be heard by everyone in the room, showing a superb attainment of inner strength. After a while, two figures turned around in the inner room. One was dark-skinned, tall and tall, with five arms in each arm. A golden ring, while walking, the footsteps landed with a muffled loud sound, as if it was not a mortal body, but was cast by gold and stone.

And the other one looks gentle, wearing a green shirt, always smiling when he meets people, with his left hand behind his back, and his right hand holding a jade bone fan, walking like a ghost, without making a sound.

The two walked up to the ancient man and saluted him respectfully. The latter waved his hands casually and said:
"The two of you followed Feiying's trail to find that kid."

"A master of the fifth rank of Gongyu really has no flaws. He can't give too much hope. He is unwilling to give up. I'm here to watch."

"The two of you are about to break into the seventh rank, so you won't even be able to take down a kid who is at most ninth rank..."

A sly smile appeared on the scribe's face, he nodded slightly, and said:
"Ninth grade is nothing more than a naughty boy to us, and it can be easily captured."

"The question is, what to do with it after you catch it..."

The ancient and clumsy man closed his eyes, fell silent, and said:
"Employer never said that the parts must be complete..."

"Take a breath."

"The rest is up to you."

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