The whole house was completely silent, no one dared to say a word, everyone looked at Liu Mang with wide eyes, as if looking at a madman, no one crossed that line.

One person and one line separated the thirteen middle-grade wind saints. No one took action immediately. They knew that the man in front of them would not sit here and threaten them if he didn't have any confidence.

Shen Nanfeng sneered: "In the past three hundred years, no one has ever been able to say or do such things in the Shen Mansion."

"City Lord, please let Hange fight for the princess!" A tall and thin young man crossed the line.

Liu Mang raised his eyelids. This person was a low-grade Wind Sage. His strength was basically the same as that of Shen Xin'er. Considering his age, he was a rare talent.

"It's cold, next one."

As soon as the words fell, the young man named Hange was pierced by countless rays of fire. He didn't even make a sound, and his body quickly softened.

Jiang Poxiao's heart skipped a beat. This was a very talented child. He had reached the realm of Wind Saint at a young age. He might even become a mid-level Wind Saint in the future. But in just a few seconds, , he was penetrated in thirty-six vital parts, without leaving a single wound on his body, and he died just like that.

It can be seen that the person who took action was a veteran who knew the human body extremely well. He only attacked the key points, breaking through the Dantian meridians and the sea of ​​consciousness immediately, and then the internal organs.

"Liu Mang, either you die today or I die!" Another person stood up. This was one of the thirteen middle-grade wind sages named Zeng Daoqi. He was a Taoist priest in his 170s who lived in the Western Capital. He is also a well-known master.

Jiang Poxiao said to Shen Nanfeng: "It's Zeng Daoqi. He once killed three fire saints, and his strength is similar to that of Liu Mang."

Shen Nanfeng was overjoyed: "With him taking action, it's safe."

Zeng Daoqi confidently crossed the line of fire, but he didn't expect that the line of fire jumped when he crossed it, and a trace of flame jumped on him.

Liu Mang looked at him with flat eyes, without even putting down the teacup, and drew a pattern with his fingers in mid-air.

It was the clan pattern in the fantasy forest. It was very complicated, but it was recorded by Liu Mang. At this time, it was drawn in the void with a simple rhythm. Zeng Daoqi looked at this pattern and felt that his consciousness was as if They all fell in.

When he came to his senses, his body was filled with countless ice spikes, each one piercing his vital points. Blood flowed from his mouth. He was unable to save himself and fell down.

A generation of masters didn't even know what happened, and just went to the west.

Everyone was shocked, and no one remained calm after seeing what just happened.

From the outside, Zeng Daoqi's movements became extremely slow as soon as he crossed the line of fire. His eyes were just staring at Liu Mang's hand drawing patterns, completely unaware that Liu Mang had nailed him during this period. Enter countless ice spikes.

"Time, and ice magic!" Jiang Poxiao said with cold sweat on his head: "This person is more than just a Fire Sage!"

Liu Mang sat on the chair and asked calmly: "Is anyone else ready to take action? Liu doesn't have much time and it's too slow to kill them one by one. How about we do it together?"

Shen Nanfeng said coldly: "What exactly do you want!"

Liu Mang glanced at them and said, "City Master Shen and Master Jiang are the owners of this place. Please come in and sit down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Nanfeng and Jiang Lixiao realized that there was an invisible force pulling them into the lobby and sitting opposite Liu Mang. A high-ranking wind sage could not help but reach this point.

Jiang Poxiao took a breath of air: "I obviously tried my best to resist just now..."

Liu Mang calmly poured tea for the two of them, one cup for each person, pushed it out and put it into their respective hands, "When I came in, I had already set up a formation in the lobby. Although this City Lord's Mansion is owned by City Lord Shen, you my territory, but now this lobby is my domain.”

"How can you see it?" Shen Nanfeng asked.

Liu Mang turned over the teacup and saw that the tea was suspended in the teacup. He asked again: "You might as well give it a try and see if you can still use your inner energy?"

The expressions of the two people suddenly changed. No matter how hard they tried, they could not use the inner energy in their bodies. It was as if they had lost all their cultivation in an instant, which frightened the two middle-level wind saints.

"This is... the realm in the fantasy forest!" Jiang Poxiao said with eyes wide open.

This is indeed something Liu Mang secretly learned in the fantasy forest. This is the special skill of the fifth-level fantasy beast. It is very similar to the magic stone. Liu Mang only realized it after referring to the crystal core of the fifth-order fantasy beast. of.

From the very beginning, all of them entered Liu Mang's territory. This did not happen after the transnational line of fire, but Liu Mang set a bottom line for them.

"I don't want to have an inexplicable antagonism with the City Lord of Xidu. The little Princess is a beauty, but I haven't touched her." Liu Mang slowly approached her: "I think my sincerity is enough, Lord Shen, where is your sincerity?"

Shen Nanfeng wiped his sweat, "This..."

Liu Mang said in a deep voice: "Xin'er left the fantasy forest a few days ago, and she should be holding a crystal core of a fifth-level fantasy beast in her hand. This kind of thing should not be very common..."

"Coincidentally, I happen to have another piece in my hand..." Liu Mang dug into his arms and took out a large piece of shining crystal core.

"What the hell, what were those just now, my eyes!" The person with lower cultivation level has already been blinded by the light.

Jiang Poxiao rubbed his eyes, almost unable to believe what he saw. The crystal core that Shen Xin'er brought back was only a small piece the size of a fist. He and Shen Nanfeng were so happy that they couldn't sleep for three days, but Liu Mang's piece was as big as a casserole. Big.

He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to take it, but Liu Mang smiled and hit his head: "Don't make trouble, this is mine. If you touch it again, you will die."

Jiang Poxiao shuddered. Liu Mang's words just now were not a joke. He could feel the killing intent in them.

Just kidding, how can a treasure that can comprehend the art of realm and time be given away casually?

Shen Nanfeng has completely forgotten about his daughter's abduction: "It is rumored that the warriors were imprisoned in the fantasy forest. Someone killed the fifth-level fantasy beast in the fantasy forest to free everyone. Your Excellency also has a piece of five pieces in your hand." Order crystal nucleus, isn’t that..."

"Yes, that's right." Liu Mang said calmly: "Together, you should not be as difficult to deal with as a fifth-level fantasy beast, but you should not be as valuable as it."
Chapter completed!