In just over a dozen breaths, the old man was struggling to attack and defense under the young man's sharp swordsmanship. He was covered in bruises, his face was pale, and his heart was filled with fear. This young man didn't know what origin was. Although his cultivation was not as good as his own, his strength was extremely strong, especially

The swordsmanship is sharp, and every sword is unpredictable.

"Will I die at the hands of this kid today?"

The old man was very uneasy and no longer wanted to fight with the young man. He forced the young man away with all his strength, turned around and ran away.

"I want to leave, leave my life."

The young man jumped out, dived down from mid-air, and slashed heavily at the old man with a sword.

Feeling the fierce energy coming from behind, the old man's face changed drastically. He turned around and raised his sword and tried hard to resist. Unfortunately, the young man's attack was too strong, and the silver sword in his hand was not an ordinary ingredient. The old man's long sword in his hand could not bear the weight and broke.

Then, with a puff, a large stream of blood splattered, and his left shoulder was cut open by the long sword in the young man's hand, and a huge hole with a deep bone visible appeared.

"ah!"

The severe pain came, the old man screamed and staggered backwards. Seeing this, a beautiful man rose up and fell steadily from mid-air, his movements were indescribable and free, flowing.

After retreating for more than a dozen steps, strands of bright red blood overflowed along the left shoulder. The old man grabbed a half-small knife with his trembling arm, pointed at the young man from a distance, and asked in fear: "Boy, who are you?"

"kill!"

The young man did not answer, shouted coldly, stepped forward, and came to the old man in a flash and swept across with a sword.

Bang!

The old man couldn't dodge his body, his body was broken, and his body seemed to be hit by a mountain in his chest. His throat became sweet, his mouth was full of blood, and his body was in great pain. He flew backwards in the air.

The young man remained motionless, full of murderous intent, and did not know what secret skill he had used, holding a silver sword and slashed at the old man through the air.

boom!

A sword energy that was several feet long appeared and rushed out, quickly cracked open, turning into dozens or hundreds of sword energy that were three inches long, covering the sky and the sword energy was awe-inspiring, covering the old man.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sword energy is too much and too fierce. Besides, the old man was seriously injured and consumed seriously, so he could not use much true energy defense at all. Although most of the sword energy dissipated during the bombardment, there were still two sword energy that were extremely fierce, which pushed the old man's right.

The arm and left leg were cut off.

If he hadn't dodged in time in critical moments, these two sword energy would have killed him.

Even so, the old man lost his right arm and left leg and was half-wasteful. He was dying and stumbled and kept regressing, leaving blood all over the ground.

thump!

Soon, the old man couldn't control his body and fell heavily to the ground, covered in blood, falling into a pool of blood.

His eyes were dim and his fierce light was disillusioned. He looked at the young man not far away and said to himself: "I, Zhou Mingkong, practiced for half a lifetime, and only entered the True Gang Realm in his thirties. Now he has practiced to over 60 years old. He has not yet

After breaking through to the realm of heaven and man, you are only a young man in your early twenties. Your cultivation is not much worse than mine, and your strength is so strong."

He looked complicated and was quite shocked by the young man's cultivation and strength, and was very unwilling to accept it.

"What do you have before your death?"

The young man looked cold and held the blood-stained sword and strode towards the old man who claimed to be Zhou Mingkong.

Seeing the young man approaching, Zhou Mingkong smiled bitterly: "I have killed countless people in my life, and my hands are covered with blood. Now I think about it, it's not that I won't repay you. It's time to get you happy."

The young man was very restrained not long ago, and he seemed to have only the middle stage of the True Gang Realm. That's why he suddenly killed the young man and was ready to kill the treasure. Who knew that the young man's cultivation was not much weaker, and the most important thing was

The strength shown by the young man is terrifying.

"If you kill someone, you will always kill him, and I will give you some fun."

The young man nodded, his murderous aura became more and more fierce, and he came to Zhou Mingkong in a few steps.

"Ahem..."

Looking up at the young man in front of him, Zhou Mingkong coughed violently and vomited blood. He asked, "Young man, don't let me be a fool. Who are you? Where are you from?"

The young man said coldly: "Chu Lingfei, from Tongtian Sword Sect."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Mingkong trembled and coughed blood while saying, "Cough cough, it turns out that he is a genius disciple from the Tongtian Sword Sect. If I had known this, I wouldn't have provoked you!"

Unfortunately, it was too late to regret it. He knew he would die, so he simply closed his eyes and waited for death.

Chu Lingfei was not ruthless either. With a swing of his sword, Zhou Mingkong's head soared into the sky, and blood spurted out of the high place.

"This boy actually comes from the Tongtian Sword Sect, no wonder he is so powerful!"

In the cave, Tang Mang's face showed a look of surprise.

Chu Lingfei looks only in his twenties, and is about the same age as the three young masters in Qianzhou, but his cultivation and strength are far superior to the three young masters.

In Tang Mang's view, the three young masters would be killed if they could not walk under the Chu Lingfei sword for a few moves.

Even Tang Mang felt that if he didn't use it, he would only be able to tie Chu Lingfei at most.

Situ Xin was in Tang Mang's arms, and heard him talking to himself, blinking her beautiful eyelashes and asked, "Did, who are you talking about?"

Tang Mang came to his senses and said, "It's nothing, it's just that there is a powerful young man outside."

"How powerful is it!?"

Situ Xin looked surprised and was very curious about the young man who praised Tang Mang.

Tang Mang smiled bitterly and said, "I am in my twenties, and I have the cultivation level of the late stage of the Wanxiang Realm. Do you think it is powerful?"

Situ Xin was very shocked: "How did he practice? He actually had the late stage of the Wanxiang Realm in his twenties!"

Tang Mang shook his head and said, "The cultivation level is still secondary. His strength is far beyond his cultivation level and is very powerful. He just easily killed an old man at the peak of the Wanxiang Realm."

"really!?"

"Of course it's true. That guy's name is Chu Lingfei. He comes from the Tongtian Sword Sect, one of the seven sects of righteous paths, which is famous for his swordsmanship. It's not surprising that he has such cultivation and strength."

...

He killed Zhou Mingkong with one sword, and Chu Lingfei did not collect the corpse and make money, as if he looked down on the things on Zhou Mingkong at all. With a silver sword in his hand, he rose up and a pair of true energy.

The wings spread out and left in the sky.

As Chu Lingfei left, the outside became completely quiet.

In the cave, Tang Mang's eyes were shining and he said to himself: "Chu Lingfei, a swordsman genius from the Tongtian Sword Sect. If I have the chance, I want to fight you in the last battle and compete with you."

Situ Xin heard his words and cursed: "What are you fighting? I haven't provoked you. Besides, although you have broken through to the True Gang Realm, your cultivation is still too low."

"Why, don't you believe in your husband's strength?" Tang Mang looked at Situ Xin with a smile.
Chapter completed!