Six Realms Conferred God

The cold eyes of the Nether Wolf stared at Feng Jingyu, and there was a cold light in his eyes. This was the killer among the spirit beasts!

"First-order three-stripe spirit beast?" Feng Jingyu felt the realm of the nether wolf from the breath of the nether wolf, and his heart moved slightly, but there was also a strong fighting spirit coming to his heart.

"The first-order and three-patterned ghost wolf, and it's like a killer, just suits my taste." Feng Jingyu grinned, and walked towards the ghost wolf.

Every time he took a step, the spiritual energy in his body was constantly surging out, and the spiritual energy of the ghost wolf was also released, and then rushed toward Feng Jingyu.

At first, Feng Jingyu didn't intend to use weapons, but wanted to engage in close combat with Ghost Wolf.

He shook his fist and slammed his fist towards Nether Wolf. Nether Wolf didn't have any dodge, and immediately rushed forward. The huge claws collided with Feng Jingyu's fist, and Feng Jingyu suddenly felt a wave. With great strength, his body took a few steps back.

After the Nether Wolf landed, he jumped again and rushed over.

Feng Jingyu can already clearly feel the power of the ghost wolf. The spirit beast with the first-order three-pattern pattern is not a joke, and it is also the ghost wolf, at least the strength of the fourth level of the human Apocalypse realm.

The speed of the ghost wolf is very fast, really like a ghost.

Feng Jingyu used a shocking step, so that the person in front of him could maintain the same speed as the ghost wolf.

The power of the Nether Wolf is also very strong. Feng Jingyu slammed his fist and collided with the Nether Wolf several times, without gaining any advantage. Instead, he felt a pain in his fist.

The ghost wolf roared, opened his blood basin and rushed forward, about to bite Feng Jingyu's neck.

The speed of the ghost wolf was too fast, and Feng Jingyu could not avoid it, and was thrown down by the ghost wolf, and bit down in one bite.

Feng Jingyu held the Nether Wolf's mouth with his hand, and the Nether Wolf grabbed it towards Feng Jingyu with his claws. Feng Jingyu was shocked and kicked the Nether Wolf with one foot. The Nether Wolf's body moved slightly.

Feng Jingyu kicked his legs and slid out. Then he got up with a quick roll, leaped back and withdrew more than ten feet away.

"The speed and strength of this beast are very strong, and I'm quite different from him. If we don't apply special methods, I am afraid it will become delicious in its belly today." Feng Jingyu gasped and secretly said.

The Nether Wolf was stunned by Feng Jingyu, roared, and rushed at the Nether Wolf violently.

Feng Jingyu narrowed his eyes, "The training is over! It's time to perform real skills!"

When Feng Jingyu finished speaking, his body flashed, and he greeted him with two darts in his hand.

The distance to hit the darts was also budgeted by Feng Jingyu in advance. After the Nether Wolf's body jumped twice in a row, he avoided two darts.

At this time, Feng Jingyu was very close to Nether Wolf, and a dagger appeared in his hand, and a drop of snake venom was smeared on the dagger in the blink of an eye.

The snake venom is very toxic, and one drop is enough to kill the ghost wolf.

Feng Jingyu instantly launched a shocking step, his body accelerated suddenly, like a ghost, and the dagger pierced the Nether Wolf.

Feng Jingyu's offense is very hierarchical and purposeful, and everything is under his control.

Although the Nether Wolf is a spirit beast with sage, it is only a low-level spirit beast, and its sapience is only at the stage of a child, and naturally it cannot be compared with a veteran killer like Feng Jingyu.

The Nether Wolf didn't dodge at all, but rushed forward, it was very confident in its own power.

The huge claws grabbed it, and several deep blood marks were caught on Feng Jingyu's body. Feng Jingyu gritted his teeth and took it, and slashed the claws of the ghost wolf with a dagger.

A blood stain appeared, and that drop of spirit snake venom was also contaminated on the blood stain, and the poison entered the ghost wolf's body through the blood stain.

Feng Jingyu's body flew out, and he had predicted this situation before.

He must bear such a blow, otherwise he will not have any chance to get close to the ghost wolf.

After Nether Wolf's paw was scratched, it didn't care at all, and shouted at Feng Jingyu, seeming to show off its ability.

Feng Jingyu got up, he grinned at Nether Wolf, and said: "Don't be proud of it too early, you won't be able to stand up for a while."

Feng Jingyu had seen the color of the injured leg of the Nether Wolf had begun to change, and knew that the venom had begun to spread.

The Nether Wolf suddenly roared in pain, and the injured paw could no longer touch the ground, so he could only lift it up.

The poison spread quickly, following the claws all the way towards the heart of the ghost wolf.

The Nether Wolf let out a low roar, and this low growl gradually turned into a low snort, and then the Nether Wolf fell to the ground, and his body began to twitch.

After a while, the Nether Wolf didn't make any movement, and died straight.

"Fuck! This poison is so powerful that a spirit beast is dead in a few seconds?" Feng Jingyu's eyes widened, a little in disbelief.

Such a strong spirit beast was killed instantly, if he was bitten by a spirit snake just now, it is estimated that he would not be able to last for two seconds.

"This venom is a good thing!" Feng Jingyu muttered to himself, and then laughed loudly.

At this moment, several figures appeared, which were attracted by the roar of the ghost wolf just now. These people were all members of the Beast Master Group.

"First-order three-patterned ghost wolf?" A middle-aged man glanced at the ghost wolf, then looked at Feng Jingyu, somewhat surprised.

"Boy, you are such a violent thing. If this ghost wolf is caught by us, we can sell at least a thousand gold." A half-old old man said with a bit of resentment.

Feng Jingyu looked at these people and said: "It wants to kill me, I can't let him eat it, right?"

"Boy, you are only at the first level of the Apocalypse Realm, how did you kill this ghost wolf?" a middle-aged monk asked in confusion.

"It looks like it was poisoned to death." Another cultivator guessed when he saw the color of the ghost wolf's body changed.

"Give it a little medicine and poison it to death." Feng Jingyu said lightly.

"One level of the Apocalypse realm can kill the ghost wolf comparable to the fourth level of the Apocalypse realm. This kid is a bit capable, and I think he should have something good on him." The half-big old man touched his chin, staring at Feng Jingyu with deep eyes. .

Feng Jingyu saw countless people, who hadn't seen anyone, the little thought in the eyes of this half-old man had long been seen through.

"If you dare to do something, I will kill you by being struck by lightning." Feng Jingyu said coldly in his heart.

"Little guy, where are you from? Where's your grown-up?" The half-old man asked tentatively.

"Where do I care about your ass?" Feng Jingyu naturally can't tell the truth, and he doesn't like these people. He knows that these people have bad intentions, so there is no need to be polite to them.

"Little bastard, I think you are looking for death." A middle-aged monk furiously said.

"Who is the little **** scolding?" Feng Jingyu said contemptuously.

"Little **** scolds you." The middle-aged monk said without hesitation.

"Hello little bastard." Feng Jingyu mocked.

The middle-aged monk knew that he was being teased, and he was furious, "Asshole, you dare to tease Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will kill you."

The middle-aged cultivator's aura rushed out, and his strength reached the fifth level of the Apocalypse Realm. For Feng Jingyu, the fifth floor of the Apocalypse Realm was already very powerful.

However, Feng Jingyu had no fear, his eyes flashed with killing intent, the dagger in his cuffs was hidden, and there was spirit snake venom on it. As long as he shot it properly, he would slightly hurt the middle-aged monk. The middle-aged monk can explain.

The middle-aged monk rushed over, and Feng Jingyu was very calm, staring at the middle-aged monk. When the middle-aged monk struck him with a punch, Feng Jingyu instantly turned his shocking steps, and his body moved quickly.

The middle-aged cultivator also reacted quickly, after all, it was four realms higher, but it was not so easy to deal with.

The middle-aged cultivator punched again with a backhand, fast, and Feng Jingyu didn't panic, and directly confronted him.

At the moment Feng Jingyu collided with the middle-aged monk, a dagger came out of Feng Jingyu's cuffs. This dagger was hidden under Feng Jingyu's wrist, so the middle-aged monk didn't notice it.

Feng Jingyu was blasted out with a punch, but the middle-aged monk's fist was also cut by the dagger.

puff!

Feng Jingyu spit out a mouthful of blood, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then sneered at the middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged cultivator glanced at the wound on his fist and said with disdain, "You want to hurt me with your little bit of carving skills?"

"Look carefully!" Feng Jingyu pointed to the middle-aged monk's hand and said.

The middle-aged monk seemed to feel something at this time, and his hand was painful. He raised his head and saw that the whole hand had turned green.

At this time, the venom had already spread into the heart veins along the middle-aged monk's veins. The middle-aged monk's face suddenly became pale, his body suddenly stiffened, like a myocardial infarction, and his life died.

The others in the room were shocked to see this scene!

"What a vicious boy, he is so young, he is so insidious." The half-old man squinted at Feng Jingyu and said.

He didn't feel angry at all because of the death of a person. It is not uncommon for a person to die in the Beast Control Division, so he has long been used to it.

If someone died, just find another replacement.

Feng Jingyu saw that these people, apart from being a little surprised by his methods, didn't seem to have any anger at the death of his companions. He couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart. These people are really cold-blooded.

"Old guy, do you want to try it too?" Feng Jingyu said with a smile.

"Do you think you can successfully use the same method twice? If it weren't for his carelessness just now, you wouldn't have the chance to succeed." The half-big old man said with disdain.

Feng Jingyu said: "How do you know that I have no other means? Who wants to try again? I'm happy to accompany you."

The cultivators on the scene looked at each other. Although they were only a teenager, at the first level of the Apocalypse Realm, the aura and look in their eyes gave them a sense of danger.