Next, for the next two thousand miles, everything was peaceful and quiet. Occasionally, there would be an abnormality, and I would only see a pile of corpses.

The Wind Emperor cleared the road very thoroughly.

Keep your word.

Speaking of two thousand miles, it means two thousand miles. He not only cleared two thousand miles, but also ensured that during the time that Fang Che and others completed the two thousand miles, no killers could enter this area at all!

Anyone who dares to break in will be killed without mercy!

The children of the Feng family speak like the wind; thousands of mountains and rivers have the same blood.

Yang Luoyu and Dong Changfeng were a little depressed. They came all the way and just looked at the corpses without any chance to do anything.

And after everyone passed by, people kept popping up and following behind them to bury the bodies.

Let you see our efforts and the work we have done.

Then it's time to clean up and bury it.

I have to say...one-stop service.

After finally walking two thousand miles quickly, we were already less than two thousand miles away from Bibo City.

Yang Luoyu and Dong Changfeng put their guard up and moved forward.

The result was even more depressing.

The rest of the way, let alone killers, there is not even a single person, not even many birds...

It was as if a huge hand appeared between heaven and earth, gently brushing over this area and scanning it carefully.

Yang Luoyu searched for a long time before discovering thousands of freshly buried corpses under a cliff.

And this is just one discovery.

With a distance of two thousand miles, it is definitely impossible to find just these corpses.

But for the others, Yang Luoyu and Dong Changfeng tried their best but couldn't find them!

Both of them were confused: Who did this? This is too clean!

Could it be someone from the Feng family did it?

But this is clearly inconsistent with the style of conduct of Feng Emperor and others.

Yang Luoyu still couldn't help but ask Feng Emperor.

Feng Di replied with a confused look on his face: "It's really not me!"

Yang Luoyu and Dong Changfeng were stunned.

It doesn't matter if they are confused, even Fang Che is confused.

Because even the golden-horned dragon couldn't find the body. It couldn't even find the breath of death!

This is confusing.

Who is so awesome that he kills all the killers, lays waste to their bones, and destroys their souls as well?

This means that the God of Death is reincarnated, but that’s not what he did, right?

Even the sky here looks exceptionally blue.

Secretly, Sun Wutian was a little confused, because he felt that if he could reach this point... the guy who took action seemed to be not much different from him.

Could it be that the higher-ups of the Guardians took action?

Or have those old guys from the Feng family taken action?

But...that's not it, right?

When we were still two hundred miles away from Bibo City, a strange scene actually appeared in the mountains and forests.

Standing on the top of the mountain and looking down.

There is a forest below, all the branches have been cut down cleanly, and every tree is as bare as a big sugar cane.

Pointing straight towards the sky.

Among all the big bare trees, there is one that is particularly huge, straight and tall.

Mainly, the surrounding trees were cut down.

It seems that this big tree really stands out from the crowd.

On the treetops, there is a long red silk piece of dozens of feet, fluttering in the wind. No matter it is viewed from any direction, it is extremely eye-catching.

As everyone passed by, they saw a person hanging on the top of the big tree.

A dead man.

Already like a zombie, his face has turned a little black in the north wind.

A pair of godless eyes looked into the void.

The body is floating and swaying.

At the first sight of this dead man, the expressions of Yang Luoyu and Dong Changfeng changed.

The two of them jumped up with a whoosh, and stopped in front of the dead man to take a closer look.

Then the two of them looked at each other and saw the shock and fear in each other's eyes.

"It's him! A ray of red!"

When Dong Changfeng said this, his eyes were filled with fear.

"There is a bright red birthmark on his face, which is very clear from his temple to his chin. It is a bright red birthmark that cannot be erased no matter how much makeup is applied."

Fang Che looked closely and saw that the corpse indeed had such a birthmark on its face.

Long, like a twisted centipede.

"Who can kill him and hang him here?"

Yang Luoyu's voice immediately changed.

"Is he famous?" Fang Che asked.

"More than just famous. This is a first-line celebrity, recognized as the top killer in the world, and he has reached the twelfth place in the weapon list of the clouds!"

Dong Changfeng smiled bitterly and was shocked: "It is so famous that it shakes the world!"

"Yixianhong charged forward and was blocked by Bu Qiu. It is said that he escaped with fatal injuries. He never appeared again. Unexpectedly, he died here."

"Brother Dong, have you noticed that there are no scars on Yixianhong's body, only two fingerprints on his neck. There are no injuries anywhere else. He...he was actually strangled to death with one pair of hands!"

Yang Luoyu's voice trembled.

Dong Changfeng had already seen this.

The shock in his heart was not much less than that of Yang Luoyu.

Because, this is too scary.

Yi Yin Hong has the strength of the top twelve in the cloud, and he is also a killer. As we all know, the killer's concealment, escape, and body skills are all required courses that can even be ranked before martial arts and combat power!

With such a master, such stealth, and such speed, who could calmly strangle him to death without any injuries?

Find him, catch him, strangle him!

These three results are all world-class problems! Now, they have been solved by one person.

And he hung his body here to show to the world!

This is undoubtedly a signal to the world's killers: Are you stronger than Yin Yin Hong?

Come if you are not afraid of death!

This person even simply hung a thread of red without even writing his name on it. His intention was also very simple: if you can recognize it as a thread of red, get out of here!

Anyone who doesn’t know Yin Yin Hong is not worthy of my consideration!

The north wind was blowing coldly, and the red silk was waving wildly in the air.

Between this vast world, there is a line of red...

"It's so scary..."

Yang Luoyu, who was originally confident about killing seven in and seven out, turned pale: "Brother Dong, why do I feel that this world has become so strange now?"

Dong Changfeng held the Golden Snake Spear in his hand, feeling the sweat in his hands involuntarily, and grinned: "...I feel safe. He is obviously with us."

Yang Luoyu sighed: "I feel really arrogant now."

"Kind of."

Dong Changfeng felt sad.

Ahead is Bibo City.

Yang Luoyu and Dong Changfeng continued to protect them secretly, and Fang Che and Ye Meng walked in safely.

In the dark, Yang Luoyu and Dong Changfeng were horrified to discover that there was not even any killer aura in Bibo City!

Not only is he a killer, but he also has no trace of that ferocious, ferocious warrior aura!

Quiet, peaceful.
To be continued...