Chapter 67 Blood Fog

"Hold the grass, so fierce?"

Seeing the high-spirited and extremely arrogant middle-aged man with blindfolds just now, he was beaten to the ground by Wang Bowen with just one move, which surprised Cheng Feng very much.

It must be known that Yu Batian, the blindfolded middle-aged man, is not a weak person, but a warrior at the peak of the Earth Martial Realm.

But in the hands of Wang Bowen, he failed to make a move, which shows that Wang Bowen, the dragon crossing the river, is very powerful.

"You, you..." At this moment, the two teenagers following Yu Batian were too shocked to speak.

"What are you, why don't you disappear before my eyes?"

As soon as Wang Bowen's voice fell, the two teenagers immediately dragged Yu Batian who had passed out, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Senior Brother Wang, thank you for your help." After the three of Yu Batian left, Cheng Feng stepped forward to thank him.

"It's nothing, after all, we are all students of Qianlong Academy Dota!"

Wang Bowen said, his tone suddenly raised: "My student of Qianlong Academy, if you are bullied by your classmates, it is because you are not diligent enough, and you deserve it! If outsiders dare to bully you, I will definitely beat them so that even their mother can't recognize them." .”

After Wang Bowen finished speaking domineeringly, he glanced at the little girl before turning around and leaving.

"Senior brother Wang Bowen is indeed as rumored, with an extremely hot temper!" Jiang Tao said with a smile.

"Although Senior Brother Wang has a hot temper, he is not in a ruthless manner. This is the real sword tower warrior!"

But while Cheng Feng was talking with Jiang Tao, the little girl beside him was churning violently in her heart.

It should be noted that Wang Bowen has a huge lethality to the people of the Blood God Sect, no matter his cultivation base or the martial arts he cultivates.

Therefore, during the period from Wang Bowen's approach to his departure, the little girl's mood can be said to be up and down, frightened!

Of course, these are the little girl's psychological changes, which are not revealed on the surface.

But Cheng Feng's perception is super strong, so he clearly captured the changes in the little girl's body, which further confirmed that there was something wrong with the little girl.

Maybe it's a peripheral disciple of the Blood God Sect.

The disciples of the Blood God Sect are roughly divided into peripheral disciples, official disciples, core disciples, and true disciples.

Peripheral disciples are members who have just joined the Blood God Sect and are still in the probationary period.

There are a huge number of such disciples, and only after passing many tests will they be taught blood nerves and be promoted to official disciples.

According to intelligence, there are six official disciples of the Blood God Sect lurking in Iron Clothes Lane, and as for the peripheral disciples, there are probably more than ten times the number of official disciples, which greatly increases the difficulty of killing the official disciples of the Blood God Sect!

"After Brother Wang's intimidation, I think some cats and dogs should not dare to trouble us anymore."

Cheng Feng said: "Let's go, send the little girl to her aunt's house, and let's go search for the disciples of the Blood God Sect!"

Tieyi Lane has seven bends and eight turns, making it extremely difficult to walk.

Cheng Feng and the others walked for about two or three miles and came to a fork.

This cross fork divides Tieyi Lane into four parts, southeast, northwest, and the little girl's aunt's house is at the east fork.

"Hey, there seems to be something wrong in front, there are a lot of people parked there."

"Go, go up and have a look."

When Cheng Feng and the others walked up to the fork, they realized that the fork was covered by a thick fog of blood.

The blood mist seemed to be extremely strange and dangerous. Many warriors who entered Iron Clothes Lane were stopped here, unable to advance an inch.

"What the hell is this blood mist?" Looking at the tumbling blood-colored thick mist, Jiang Tao asked with an ugly expression.

"I guess it's the blood breathed out by blood bats raised in captivity by the Blood God Sect." A rough voice replied.

"The blood gas breathed out by the blood bat?"

Cheng Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the thick blood mist suddenly became thinner.

And through the blood mist, Cheng Feng suddenly saw adult-sized blood-colored bats around the intersection that was shrouded in blood mist.

The belly of these bats is like a balloon. As soon as they swallow and vomit, a large amount of viscous blood will be spewed out from their mouths and blended into the blood mist, making the blood mist even thicker and weirder.

"Since there are a large number of blood bats here, there must be disciples of the Blood God Sect." Cheng Feng guessed.

"You're right. Among us, there are quite a few disciples of the Blood God Sect, and some of them are even formal disciples."

The rough voice said: "Before you came, many fighters were sucked into mummified corpses by the lurking Blood God Cult and died."

"Are there blood god disciples among us?"

Jiang Tao was taken aback, and looked at the rough voice, only to realize that the man was the stubbled man he had met before: "It turned out to be you, brother. I was a little reckless before, so I'm very sorry."

"It's not your fault." The bearded man waved his hand.

"Brother, have you caught up with that old lady?" Jiang Tao asked.

"Run away by that old thing."

The bearded man said bitterly: "I chased her to here, and then the other party got into the blood mist. I was about to chase in, but fortunately, I was stopped by a few familiar friends. Otherwise, I would never return!"

"The blood mist is so terrifying?" Cheng Feng asked.

"The blood mist changes strangely, making people lose their way, and it will gradually absorb people's energy, causing people to lose their combat effectiveness without knowing it, and then die in the blood mist."

Hu Zha said: "Of course, the scariest thing about the blood mist is those blood god sect bastards lurking in the shadows. Those bastards are elusive and good at sneak attacks. "

"Look, the old man in the front carrying an iron rod is a novice master of the Heavenly Martial Realm, but he didn't dare to enter the blood fog."

"In this way, aren't we going to be blocked here?" Jiang Tao frowned.

"Not necessarily. For example, a genius from the sword tower of Qianlong Academy broke in with two companions."

The bearded man said: "Perhaps, those three people can break through the obstruction of the blood mist."

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Suddenly, there was a bang in the thick blood mist, and a figure flew upside down.

Immediately after, another young man with a half-foot-long knife in his hand stumbled out with a frightened face as if he had seen a ghost.

"Lu Bin!"

Seeing the young man who stumbled out of the blood mist, Cheng Feng and Jiang Tao were both surprised.

But after being surprised, he smiled unabashedly.

It should be noted that when Lu Bin was in Dota, he deliberately targeted Cheng Feng.

At that time, Lu Bin coveted Cheng Feng's fully repaired god-level martial art Tianying Zonghengju, and he thought that Guan Shixing was an excuse, intending to seize it by force.

But in the end, Cheng Feng fought back sharply and slapped him in the face severely.

But because of this, Lu Bin put aside his harsh words, and wanted to show Cheng Feng a good look when the competition for the number of secret places was in the air.

Since the two sides already had deep hatred, Cheng Feng naturally didn't need to hide his gloating seeing Lu Bin in such a mess.

"Hmph, if you don't listen to the old man's words, you will be at a disadvantage!"

Seeing Lu Bin escaping the blood fog in embarrassment, the old man at the Tianwu Realm who was carrying an iron rod scolded his grandson like a lesson: "Old man, I am a majestic Tianwu Realm warrior, and I dare not forcefully break through this blood fog easily. A naughty little doll, but intends to push it sideways, aren't you looking for abuse?"

"Hey, how's it going, how does it feel to be abused?"

Listening to old man Tie's scolding, Lu Bin was almost half-dead from anger.

But he didn't dare to speak hard.

You know, this is not Qianlong Academy. Even if Lu Bin wanted to strangle Old Man Tie to death, he could only endure it.

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Lu Bin held back his anger, and his gloomy eyes avoided the old man Tie, but they just met Cheng Feng's bright smile that gloated without concealing his misfortune.

"Damn... looking for death!" Seeing this bright smile, Lu Bin's anger that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly vented like a tsunami!

"Cheng Feng, what are you laughing at, what are you laughing at? Get out of here!!"

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