Feng Wulang knew that he would not be able to escape so easily today, so he simply let his men disperse.

In fact, he just wanted his men to disperse the Wang family's pursuers as much as possible so that he could escape.

Zhongqing Mountain is one of the nearby mountains, but the master of the Jingdaomen Hall has excellent equestrian skills. He can actually walk on the bumpy mountain road as if it were flat ground.

However, the road down the mountain was destined to not always be smooth. As it sank into a deep quagmire, the horse's limbs were submerged in it, and it swung its body wildly in panic.

Feng Wulang snorted coldly, and in order to prevent this fellow from attracting others with his yelling, he drew his sword and chopped off the horse's head.

Standing on the horse, he clearly felt that he was sinking slowly. He used the strength of the horse's back to jump out of the mire.

The headless horse was pressed down by this force and was instantly submerged, leaving only a pool of shocking blood.

After this period of buffering, Feng Wulang's state of mind had stabilized. He looked around as usual and no longer ran down the planned route, but turned around and plunged into the path on the other side.

There is no doubt that since the Wang family has planned in advance, the way down the mountain must be guarded.

Although he, Feng Wulang, boasted that his sword was extremely powerful and capable of clearing paths, he was still afraid that it would delay time and allow others to catch up.

Currently, there are only three people in Zhongqing Mountain who can make him fearful. That Jiang Luoning and the two middle-aged strong men who followed Wang Quandong.

Although the former is only in the middle stage of Qi Nourishing Realm, he is definitely no match. This was proven before coming to Beihuang City.

Relatively speaking, Feng Wulang would rather face the two masters of the Wang family's Qi-nourishing realm, as that would have a greater chance of escaping.

Feng Wulang, who had been galloping all the way without stopping, snorted coldly, already greeting the eighteenth generation of the Wang family's ancestors in his heart:

"The Wang family, right? There is such a distinguished and wealthy family in Beihuang City. Okay, don't let me get away this time. I won't care if you are the Wang family or some other family, we will eradicate them all!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Wulang, who was as fast as lightning a moment ago, suddenly braked and stopped at the last moment.

If we take another step forward, we will plunge into an abyss, and there will be no recovery.

Why are things going wrong one after another today?

Without warning, a body of majestic spiritual power exploded from his body, like a meteorite hitting the sea, causing turbulent waves in the mountains and forests.

This spiritual power lasted for a few breaths and then gradually disappeared. Feng Wulang turned around and returned the same way.

It was only when he turned around that he realized that all his escape routes had been cut off.

The leader was Xu Ming, who was wearing a green shirt. Although he had a triumphant smile on his face, his left hand was still firmly holding the hilt of the sword on the left side of his waist.

Next to him was Jiang Luoning, who was wearing a black tights and had a pretty face.

But compared to the former, her posture is more generous, her hands hang naturally, and her body is full of flaws.

"I've been here in Qingshan more than a hundred times, and I'm almost as familiar with it as in my own back garden. It's not like you. It's your first time in the mountains, but you still want to use strange tricks to change your path? You really don't know how to live or die."

Xu Ming pulled out the Heavenly Sword in an understatement and pointed it at the leader of the Jingdao Sect.

At this point, the burly man showed no sign of surrender. He took a step forward, pulled out a heavy knife and swung it towards this pretty face that he didn't like.

A long sword stretched out from the side between the two, and it happened to hit the heavy knife, making a series of crisp ding-dong sounds.

Using a seemingly small light sword to resist a heavy sword gives people the sense of an ant lifting a mountain.

The key is that Jiang Luoning's hand remained motionless when he drew the sword, not moving back even a little bit because of the power contained in that heavy sword.

At this time, Xu Ming truly saw the strength of this Miss Jiang. She was a complete monster.

Not to mention using the mid-stage Qi-nourishing realm to fight against the late-stage Qi-nourishing realm, and this expression of ease seems to have not yet used all the strength?

Jiang Luoning snorted coldly, and the sharp sword in her hand that she had never introduced to outsiders burst out with fierce sword intent. With a slight pick, Feng Wulang was pushed back ten steps, and returned to the edge of the cliff again.

If you take another step backward, you will most likely fall to pieces.

After all, the Qi-nourishing realm is not some kind of immortal in the sky. At first glance, it is seventy or eighty feet tall. How could it not be able to kill people?

"Your cultivation has taken a big step forward!" Feng Wulang looked at the female swordsman in black with a gloomy expression.

Jiang Luoning walked forward with her sword expressionless, still showing all her flaws: "Thanks to you."

When things came to an end, Feng Wulang not only did not back down, but took a heavy step forward, causing the cliffs to tremble slightly.

He inserted the heavy knife in his hand into the ground at his feet and wiped the corner of his mouth: "You are so cheap, little bitch. You blame me for being careless and you fell into trouble. But just like that, you want me to sit back and wait for death."

, but it’s absolutely impossible!”

As he spoke, this burly man clenched his fists. Probably because he knew he had no way to go, he stimulated his potential and burst out with extraordinary speed.

Even Jiang Luoning, who had a higher level of cultivation, narrowed her eyes and quickly avoided it.

Does he want to activate all his spiritual power and prepare himself for a desperate fight?!

The strength of Feng Wulang who fought to the death cannot be judged by common sense. Even Jiang Luoning had to avoid his edge for the time being.

Seeing that Jiang Luoning could not be caught, instead of being angry, the leader of the Jingdao Sect showed a smile of success and aimed directly at Xu Ming!

Xu Ming, who was wearing a green shirt, had actually noticed for a long time that this guy's aura had been locked on him vaguely before, but now it was impossible for him to leave.

Feng Wulang's speed was so fast that he couldn't leave at all.

It's all a long story, and it actually didn't take long from start to finish.

Feng Wulang, who burst out at extreme speed, came to Xu Ming in an instant, his huge figure covering the sun behind him. He raised his hand to protect him, and suddenly exerted force under his feet, rushing backwards towards the cliff behind like a spring.

Feng Wulang knew that he could not maintain this speed for long. If he wanted to use this as a capital to escape, he would lose even the slightest chance.

As for using the guy in front of him as a hostage to seek an opportunity to break the situation, it's not like he hasn't thought about it.

But after this incident, he finally saw the face of the Wang family clearly. Would he really care about this kid's life and death?

Most likely not.

Long before he was forced to retreat to the edge of the cliff, he had already analyzed his current situation thoroughly in a short period of time.

A dead end, or rather a mostly dead end.

Feng Wulang didn't want to bet, because the probability of success was too low. He would rather support someone than be unable to rest in peace when he died in the end.

Xu Ming was so anxious that even if he exploded with all his strength, he still couldn't break away at all. He could only watch helplessly as he was dragged off the cliff by the guy in front of him.

Are you being pulled to support me before you even make a move?

Now he can no longer express his suffering, he just wants to live!

Damn it, the life you want has just begun. If it disappears so easily, then what does everything you have done before count?

Jiang Luoning also had a solemn look on her face, and she moved forward rapidly, following Feng Wulang and holding out a sword, hoping to make him let go.

The leader of Jingdaomen just sneered and watched helplessly as the sword made a huge gash in his back, and blood spurted out.

But the strength in his hands has not diminished at all.

After all, he is an old Jianghu who has been out there for many years.

Is it really easy to be a high-level person in a sect? At least that's the case for people. The higher you climb, the more likely you are to become smarter and smarter.

Those who forget about themselves because of some glory and wealth will probably not be able to go very far, except for a few who are lucky enough to make others jealous.

"Boy, let's die together!" Feng Wulang laughed.

During this period, Jiang Luoning slashed out three sharp sword energies one after another, hitting the scar exactly.

That kind of heart-wrenching pain, even though the mind was as firm as the wind and waves, it finally relaxed its strength.

It's just that at this time, the two of them were already falling, and they were still some distance away from the top.

Xu Ming took the opportunity to break free, stepped on the guy's abdomen, and jumped up.

But the distance is too far. When the momentum dissipates, there is still about two feet away from the top.

The cliff is steep and extremely smooth, with almost no footholds.

It can be said that there is no way to save it.

But at this moment, Jiang Luoning suddenly threw out her sword, and her whole body's spiritual power exploded like a tide. The sword seemed to be controlled by a pair of invisible hands, and the sword pointed down the cliff.

"Catch the sword!"

The art of sword control?

Xu Ming grabbed the hilt of the sword, carried the sword on his back and lifted him into the sky. As soon as he returned to Jiang Luoning's head, the sword seemed to have lost its strength and fell from the sky.

Xu Ming fell to the ground, covered in smoke and dust.
Chapter completed!