Spiritual Energy: I Just Want To Farm Peacefully

These three people, even the weakest one, are several times stronger than the ordinary super-manager warriors, and the two big men behind them obviously make them feel like they are facing the director.

When a congenital warrior is a subordinate, how strong will the middle-aged man standing at the forefront be?

I don't want to talk nonsense, just hand over Xia Yining obediently, so that I can spare your life. Feng Lecheng said lightly.

Although the sound was small, it clearly reached the ears of everyone in the team.

Miss Xia, stay in the car and don't get out. Wang Yuande got off the car with Zhao Aiguo with a solemn face.

Others quickly jumped out of the car.

Nong Guangyuan, Taoist Fu Lu, Yun Yongnian in the flaming robe, Geng Yangrong, a poison repairer, and a walking corpse, a rat king corpse, and Wang Yuande spontaneously gathered together.

There are immortal cultivators, congenital warriors, talismans, flames, poison cultivators, corpses, and many tricks. It stands to reason that no matter what enemy they encounter, they can solve it, but now, their faces are not very good-looking.

Because except for the two congenital warriors, the cultivators all felt the oppression of the realm.

This enemy, the realm is far above them.

Feng Lecheng? Are you Feng Lecheng of the Heavenly Court Organization? Nong Guangyuan carefully looked at the appearance of the enemy and asked in surprise.

Yo, there are still people who know me. Feng Lecheng smiled: Since you know me, you should know my prestige, why, do you still need to resist?

Everyone looked at Nong Guangyuan, and Nong Guangyuan said slowly, Feng Lecheng, a traitor of the Xuantian faction, who stole the Xuantian faction's practice secrets five years ago and injured the head of the Xuantian faction and fled the country.

There are countless killings and injuries on the way, and no one can stop him. He is so masterful in his first-hand ice technique that he has become a Daoist of Ice. He has reached the fifth level of the Qi training period five years ago.

But judging from his current power, he seems to have broken through to the sixth level of the Qi training period.

Everyone was silent. At the sixth level of Qi training, he was still a well-known expert. This time it was really troublesome.

Wang Yuande and Zhao Aiguo also fell silent. Innate warriors can only theoretically be comparable to monks in the middle and late stages of Qi training. In fact, their attack range is limited, and their methods are far less abundant than those of immortals. Therefore, the two innate warriors are fighting against immortals. In the middle, it is always a state of soy sauce.

Everyone was silent for a moment, and Nong Guangyuan took a firm step forward: Feng Daoren, what if you practice the sixth level of Qi, there are so many of us, are we afraid that you will not succeed?

Don't be tangled, Feng Lecheng has a violent personality. The forgiveness he said at the beginning was always a joke, don't believe it.

Fight! Damn, Uncle Nong, if you want to fight, fight. I've seen this guy upset for a long time. Yun Yongnian, who was wearing a flaming robe, had a scorching personality and attributes, and he couldn't help it for a long time.

There is really nothing to say, the cultivators looked at each other and attacked first.

In an instant, several talismans, a fireball the size of a washbasin, and a colorful poisonous mist rushed towards Feng Lecheng. At the same time, Wang Yuande and Zhao Aiguo rushed forward, followed by two walking corpses.

The other warriors were not idle either. They pulled out their pistols and started shooting. The warriors' powerful facial features combined with thermal weapons were very powerful.

Feng Lecheng looked at the reaction of everyone in front of him and grinned: It seems that you have to toast instead of eating and drinking.

He raised his hand and waved, and an ice wall made of frozen ice stood abruptly in front of him.

All attacks, whether bullets or spells, hit it with an endless stream of crisp sounds, but none of them could break through this seemingly weak ice wall.

Wang Yuande and Zhao Aiguo were stopped by the two congenital warriors behind Feng Lecheng. They were of equal strength and fought fiercely together.

Nong Guangyuan looked at the solid ice wall with a look of despair on his face. He attached great importance to Feng Lecheng. The first time he attacked, he used the most powerful talisman at the bottom of the box without any thought. Hearing a sound, he didn't even penetrate the ice wall.

Such a huge difference made him a little disheartened.

You guys are done attacking. Feng Lecheng chuckled lightly, Then it's my turn.

As he said that, he looked coldly at the many warriors who raised their guns and shot: A group of ants dares to provoke the gods, I don't know what it is, so let's take your shots first.

With a flick of his finger, a large number of ice cones appeared in the sky. These ice cones had sharp tops and were surrounded by white mist, which looked terrifying.

Die. Feng Lecheng's eyes narrowed, and many ice picks rushed towards the warriors.

hidden!

Nong Guangyuan shouted sharply.

The warriors with guns knew what was so powerful, and they all hid behind the vehicle, using the vehicle as a cover to avoid the ice pick attack.

However, the ice picks are not bullets that cannot be controlled when they are fired. All the ice picks are under the control of Feng Lecheng. They are so fast that they cannot be avoided, and they can move at will, without a fixed travel route.

Ah! Ah!.

The ice pick easily crossed the vehicle, penetrated the body of the warrior, and directly died through the head, but other parts of the body were penetrated, and it was difficult to escape the fate of death.

These warriors are in the acquired realm, and their internal strength level is too low to resist the erosion of the ice pick. Once they are attacked, the body begins to freeze. At first, it is only the wound, and it spreads to the whole body after a while, and freezes to death on the spot.

No, save people!

Nong Guangyuan reacted the fastest, shouted, and quickly swayed the talisman in his hand.

The golden light talisman, the flame talisman, and the wooden arrow talisman. Some of these talismans fell on the warrior to form a shield, and some went straight to the ice cone, smashing the ice cone.

The other two followed suit and began to smash ice picks.

After this wave of ice picks killed dozens of Super Control Bureau warriors, they were smashed together by three people.

Geng Yangrong, the poison cultivator, was pale. He had the lowest cultivation level among the three, and he was still cultivating side-door exercises. After using a few techniques, there was not much spiritual energy left in his body.

Nong Guangyuan and Yun Yongnian are relatively better, but not much better.

It's actually blocked? Feng Lecheng showed a satisfied expression: Yes, yes, I don't usually waste practice, I'm very pleased.

The appearance of an elder pointing to a younger generation made the hot-tempered Yun Yongnian almost not burst on the spot.

Since you helped this group of ants resist the damage, I will attack you this time, get ready, I will start!

Several ice spears appeared in the air. These ice spears were incomparably thicker than the previous ice cones, and the whole body was white, as if a large amount of ice was condensed.

The ice spear shot out at an astonishing speed.

If it is said that the immortal cultivators who were present before the ice spear can still see its movement trajectory, but this ice spear, as soon as it is activated, except for Nong Guangyuan, who has the highest cultivation base, in the eyes of others, there are only countless afterimages.

Nong Guangyuan turned pale in shock, and kept patting the defensive talisman on his body, shouting while patting, Get behind me, you can't stop this attack!

don't want!

Before he could hear what Nong Guangyuan was saying, Geng Yangrong felt a flash of white light in front of him, and his whole body suddenly lost consciousness.