Chapter 1873: Kill

The reason why Langfeng didn't do it directly was because he felt that the strength of the woman in red in front of him was absolutely terrifying.
Even he is not the opponent of this woman in red.
In the crowd, Hong Ling was surrounded by more than a dozen people, but there was no trace of fear in her eyes. Instead, she looked at everyone with a joking expression.
At this time, hearing Wolf Feng's words, Hong Ling chuckled lightly and said: "Why, you are here to kill us, but you don't recognize me?"
Langfeng was stunned for a moment, then his face changed sharply.
In the portrait Zhao Tong gave them before, there was no woman in red, and in the news from the city gate, it seemed that there was no woman among the people who entered the city with Qiulin.
But what happened to the woman in red in front of me?
"Is it because the intelligence is wrong?" Langfeng thought silently in his heart.
But in any case, he felt that he must kill the woman in red with the members of the Death Team, otherwise, it would be them who died.
Thinking of this, Langfeng screamed fiercely: "Finalize, kill her!"
The Reaper Squad is indeed a well-trained team. After receiving Wolf Wind's order, they quickly formed a formation and launched a fierce attack on the Red Spirit.
Wolf Feng sneered coldly, and was besieged by the Death Team's formation, even if it was a powerful person in the sixth layer of the Aperture Stage, it would not be easy to deal with it.
Because every member of the Death Team has a very special cultivation technique, and their formation can maximize their strength.
In the eyes of Wolf Wind, even if the woman in red in front of him is better than him, it is estimated that it is not much stronger. The Death Squad, together with his assistance, should be able to kill the woman in red.
But what he never expected was that he still underestimated the strength of Hong Ling.
In the face of the siege of more than a dozen people, Hong Ling not only showed no fear, but also a light of excitement in his eyes.
She even gave up the use of teleport, but adopted a head-to-head style of fighting with a dozen people in black.
In spite of this, her speed was reaching the extreme, and even though she did not exert all her strength, the people in black were still bruised by her beating.
Among the dozen or so people in black, three or four were seriously injured and fell to the ground in a blink of an eye, constantly wailing.
"My lord, she is too powerful, we are not opponents at all, what should we do?" A man in black said loudly to Wolf Feng.
Langfeng's face was a bit ugly, but he didn't need to tell the man in black, he could also see that he seriously underestimated the strength of the woman in red, and they were far from her opponents.
After thinking for a moment, when he saw another subordinate fell to the ground, he had a decision in his heart.
"withdraw!"
This word, Langfeng almost gnashed his teeth.
At this moment, his gaze at Hong Ling was full of hatred. He knew that so many people had been damaged, and when he returned to the palace, Prince Twenty-Two would not spare him easily.
The current plan is to find ways to minimize losses as much as possible.
Hearing Wolf Feng's order, the group of people in black suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, took their slightly injured companions, and fled away from different directions.
As for those who are seriously injured, they can only give up.
"Want to escape? Not so easy!"
Seeing a crowd of people in black trying to escape, Hong Ling sneered, his figure flashed, and instantly appeared in front of the two people in black.
"what!"
The sudden appearance of the red spirit made the scared two men in black yelled. They immediately abandoned the injured companion in their hands, turned and fled in other directions.
"Hmph, really greedy for life and fear of death!"
Hong Ling laughed contemptuously, and after killing the black man in front of him, her figure disappeared again. When she appeared again, she was already in front of the two black men who had just escaped.
"You can't escape." Looking at the two men in black with scared expressions, Hong Ling said with a calm expression.
The two men in black were scared to death by the red spirit's fascinating means. Seeing no hope of escape, they gritted their teeth, roared together, and rushed towards Hong Ling.
However, they were only at the first level of the out-of-aperture stage, how could they be Hong Ling's opponents, they died tragically in Hong Ling's hands just within one move, and even Yuan Ying did not escape.
Hong Ling turned around and glanced at the empty surroundings, frowning.
Counting the two people who were severely wounded and killed by her before, a total of five of the nineteen men in black died at her hands.
This record may have been shocking enough in the eyes of others, but she was not satisfied.
"No, I can't let my master watch the jokes. If they kill more than me, wouldn't I lose face?"
Thinking of this, Hong Ling spotted the direction where the other people in black had just fled, and ran after him.
At this moment, on a trail, Wolf Feng's expression was ugly to the extreme. The Death Squad was an elite secretly trained by the Twenty-Two Prince, and this team was also the trump card in the hands of the Twenty-Two Prince.
As the leader of the Death Squad, he holds the soul jade slips of all the team members in his hand, which is also to keep track of the situation of the Death Squad members at any time.
But just now, he discovered that five of the nineteen soul jade slips had been broken.
In other words, five members of the Death Team have died in the hands of the woman in red.
Thinking of this, a deep fear filled Wolf Feng's heart, and at the same time, his heart was also full of anger.
"No matter who you are, I will kill you one day!" Langfeng roared in his heart.
At this moment, Langfeng's expression suddenly changed, and his advancing figure suddenly stopped.
Because in front of him, stood a young man wearing a blue shirt, and that young man was looking at him with a grim expression.
After seeing the young man's face clearly, Langfeng's heart sank to the bottom, because he had recognized it, and the man in front of him was one of their targets.
If before that, seeing the target appear, Langfeng would be ecstatic.
But now, he couldn't be happy about it, because he knew that they had changed from the role of hunter to the prey of being hunted.
"Who are you?" Langfeng asked in a deep voice, looking at the young man in front of him.
The young man said softly, "My name is Zhang Yifeng, you should be the captain of the Death Team, Langfeng, right?"
When Zhang Yifeng called out his name, Langfeng's face changed sharply.
"How do you know my name?"
Zhang Yifeng smiled slightly: "Of course your people told me."
Langfeng's expression changed, and he instantly understood that it was the secret of Zhao Tong's miscellaneous report!
"Hmph, now that you know my name, go to death!"
Langfeng sneered, and he actually sacrificed the big sword in his hand and took the initiative to attack Zhang Yifeng.