Chapter 1,389 Good Deeds Will Be Rewarded!

This feeling, as the Tianlong formation was successfully arranged, began to kill the strong, and became stronger and stronger.

At this moment, Luo Feng's right arm was shaking.

It was the Jiuli Holy Sword itself that was shaking, and the sharp blade, under this tremor, cracks appeared one after another.

The Jiuli Holy Sword was transforming.

At this moment, Luo Feng deeply felt that the blade of the Jiuli Holy Sword had mysterious divine patterns flashing out.

Luo Feng had long felt that the Jiuli Holy Sword was a very high-grade patterned weapon, but its own light was blinded. This was a supreme patterned weapon that could evolve.

The cracks on the blade were various mysterious patterns.

Huh!

Luo Feng gently waved the knife and felt that the sharpness of the Jiuli Holy Sword had increased by a level compared to before.

"Can't do anything to you?" Luo Feng whispered to himself, and suddenly flew up. The Jiuli Holy Sword had a bright blade and brilliant brilliance, which was extremely dazzling.

Whoosh!

He cut off Gu Zhancheng's left arm with one knife.

Swish!

He cut Gu Zhancheng's throat with one knife.

At this point, Luo Feng swung his knife without mercy. In the current situation, if Gu Zhancheng didn't die, he would die. If the strong man of Epan Peak didn't die, he would die!

However, at this moment, in the Tianlong Formation, the three strong men who broke through the eight shackles joined forces to set up defenses to guard against Luo Feng's killing moves.

Luo Feng took a cold look and turned to walk out of the Tianlong Formation.

If he tried his best and relied on the Tianlong Formation, Luo Feng might still be able to kill, but he would completely lose the chance to escape.

At this moment, the strong man who had been chasing him all the way was trapped in the Tianlong Formation, and Luo Feng had an excellent opportunity to escape.

Without hesitation, he stepped out of the Tianlong Formation.

It was like the return of the God of Death!

Many disciples of Epan Peak subconsciously retreated.

They saw what happened in the Tianlong Formation clearly.

This bloody God of Death was really terrible.

Whoosh!

Luo Feng ignored the gazes of these people, found the way down the mountain, and rushed over with a knife.

Although there were still people resisting, they could not stop him at all.

"Stop him, don't let him escape!" Sima Jinzun shouted anxiously. Luo Feng's performance was too terrifying. If he escaped this time, the consequences would be disastrous.

However, although Sima Jinzun rushed all the way down, he did not dare to rush to the front.

Outside the Purple God Palace, the elite white-clothed army was guarding. Here, it symbolized the authority and order of the Purple God Palace!

Ma Fu hurriedly arrived, looking flustered, but without permission, he was not qualified to enter the Purple God Palace.

"Please, tell me that I am Ma Fu, a disciple of Zuilong Peak, and I have something urgent to do with our master." Ma Fu begged, but the white-clothed army guards just shook their heads calmly and were unmoved.

Helplessly, Ma Fu could only wait outside.

At this moment, in the Purple God Palace, in the Purple Orchid Pavilion.

Ding Fuyu was a little restless. This feeling had been filling Ding Fuyu's side since he left Zuilong Peak, and it was lingering.

"Palace masters, what are you discussing that takes so long?" Ding Fuyu couldn't help but ask.

"Elder Ding, a few hours is nothing to us practitioners?" An elder smiled and sat cross-legged in meditation.

At the foot of Epan Peak.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

A strong wind suddenly rose, and the wind and clouds suddenly changed.

"Something's going on!" Su Huan and Ye Jianing stood up at the same time, staring at Epan Peak.

In a dense forest, a figure broke through the air.

He was covered in blood, and there were blood holes on several places on his body. He looked extremely hideous. Obviously, he was seriously injured. He held the Jiuli Holy Sword in his hand, supporting him to move forward, and his eyes contained a light golden light.

"It's Luo Feng!" Su Huan and Ye Jianing's faces turned pale at the same time.

They saw Luo Feng.

However, Luo Feng looked miserable and shocking at the moment.

It was a miracle that he could get down from the Empan Peak, which was full of powerful people, to the foot of the mountain.

The hearts of the two people tightened suddenly.

Luo Feng was still attacked from both sides, and he fought hard to break through the siege.

"Go!" Su Huan's voice was trembling. He and Ye Jianing's strength could not help at all, but at this moment, both of them subconsciously rushed up.

Whoosh!

Luo Feng waved his knife and stepped over dozens of stone steps in one step.

He was about to leave the range of Empan Peak...

"Little thief, you want to leave alive after running wild in my Empan Peak?" A voice burst out in the sky, and at the same time, a handprint appeared out of thin air, containing overwhelming energy, like a surging wave, crushing and covering. At the moment the words fell, it also appeared behind Luo Feng and slapped him.

Puff!

Luo Feng was covered in blood and flew out.

Looking back, his pupils shrank suddenly.

On the top of Epan Peak, an old man stepped down, seemingly slowly, but as fast as lightning, and quickly approached Luo Feng...

The elder of Epan Peak, Gulin!

The super strong man who broke through nine shackles, the top level of the Heavenly Prison Realm.

Swoosh!

Luo Feng mobilized all his strength and turned around and ran.

In front of a strong man of this level, Luo Feng did not dare to have any luck.

At the same time, Luo Feng was sad, "Ding Fuyu, your uncle, is as slow as a turtle, and he hasn't appeared yet!"

Luo Feng didn't know that Ding Fuyu didn't know that he was killed on Epan Peak.

At this moment, Su Huan and Ye Jianing were staring with their eyes wide open, and their souls were trembling...

When Gulin waved his hand, the energy gathered into a handprint and crushed Luo Feng again.

It was too terrible.

Unable to resist.

"Luo Feng..." The voice shouted with despair.

It was a critical moment.

Luo Feng gritted his teeth and took out the blue token, which represented the identity of a disciple of Zishen Peak and Zuilong Peak.

Ding Fuyu once told him that the formation contained in the token could save his life at a critical moment.

Whoosh!

The bright blue light turned into a shield to block Gulin's handprint bombardment.

However, this could only block for a while, and the blue shield, along with the token, broke and shattered at the same time.

"Ding Fuyu, you bastard!" Luo Feng couldn't help but shout the name of his master for the second time.

This was not Ding Fuyu's fault. The formation he left on the token could indeed resist the attack of the strong, but Gulin was at the same level as Ding Fuyu, breaking through nine shackles.

Bang!

Luo Feng was slapped away again.

In the distance, Sima Jinzun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Elder Gulin showed up, and Luo Ze had no chance of survival.

"Ahem!" Luo Feng coughed up blood, his body was almost exhausted.

However, there was still no sign of Ding Fuyu appearing.

Luo Feng couldn't help but feel a little desperate.

"What a fucked up life, good intentions don't get good rewards." Luo Feng couldn't help but curse. He had just cracked the shield of the tattooed soldiers and planned to present it to the Purple God Palace. Who knew that he would be killed by the strong men of the Purple God Palace without getting military merit.

Luo Feng stood still. In front of Gulin, he couldn't escape at all.

Even if Gulin's real body hadn't really come down the mountain.

The strong man who broke through the nine shackles was really terrible.

Huh!

The energy palm prints gathered again.

Luo Feng looked up and clenched his fists.

Suddenly, Luo Feng's pupils shrank...

"That is..."

Luo Feng was immediately excited.

Rekindle hope!

"Good intentions will be rewarded!"