Lao Chen's eyes were quite proud and he nodded to admit it, but before he finished speaking, his eyesight blurred, and then there was a crisp "click" sound, his head turned in a circle, and he didn't know anything anymore.
"It's not that bad, I'm just going to kill you." Xiao Yu's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and without any pause, he used the Smoke Steps and was in front of Lao Wang in an instant.
"You should die too!" In Lao Wang's panic, Xiao Yu grabbed his head, and then exerted a fierce force. The force of hundreds of kilograms immediately made Lao Wang howl, like a watermelon exploding.
The head turned into a cloud of blood and sprayed everywhere.
"Let's go, their reinforcements are coming." After Xiao Yu killed two people in an instant, Xiao Lin reminded him in a calm voice.
"Yes." Xiao Yu nodded. Now that he was not strong enough to fight hundreds of people at the same time, he immediately turned into a puff of dust and smoke and flew towards the Monster Mountain Range.
"Father, that's him!" At the same time, Yang Tong and others also chased after him. They happened to see Xiao Yu fleeing and followed him.
"The speed is not bad, but it's a pity that we met me." The middle-aged man in golden armor showed a trace of disdain and stared at Xiao Yu.
"Shrink to the ground!" The middle-aged man used the Huang-level advanced magic he had mastered, and the distance between the two people continued to get closer.
"Be careful, that junior is not weak in cultivation and is at the second level of Ningyuan." Xiao Lin made a voice and reminded Xiao Yu in his mind.
"Level 2 Ningyuan? Could it be Yang Xuanfeng, the master of the Storm Martial Arts School!" Although Xiao Yu had never seen this person before, he had heard his name in the Monster Mountain Range for so long.
"It seems that we can only escape if we use all our strength." Xiao Yu whispered in his heart. After all, he and Yang Xuanfeng were far different from each other, so it would be best not to take action.
"Shadow..." No longer hesitating, Xiao Yu wanted to use Shadow Step to escape, but at this moment, a group of almost a hundred people appeared right in front of him.
"Damn, there's actually an ambush." Xiaoyu had no choice but to forcefully change his route and escape to the left.
Just such a delay gave Yang Xuanfeng the opportunity to catch up. The distance between the two was already less than one meter.
"Ground Thorn Attack!" Yang Xuanfeng was also a very decisive person. He suddenly stopped and performed this yellow-level advanced magic.
"Bang..." The ground trembled slightly, and within a three-meter radius, countless sharp thorns appeared like steel needles.
"Damn it!" Xiaoyu's shadow step performance was interrupted again, and he had to stop and use the Mandarin Duck Kick Technique, using his abnormal physical strength to clear away the obstructing thorns.
"Young man, you are very good. You were able to dodge my attack." Taking advantage of Xiaoyu's pause, Yang Xuanfeng chased after him and led his men to surround him.
Xiaoyu's eyes calmly glanced around at the nearly five hundred disciples of the Baofeng Martial Arts School. Finally, he looked at Yang Xuanfeng and said coldly: "Why are you so hard on me?"
"That's wrong. You killed the elders of my Baofeng Martial Arts School, took the belongings of my Baofeng Martial Arts School, and then thought of running away. It's simply a wishful thinking." Yang Xuanfeng took a step forward and said coldly.
"The owner of the museum will kill him. There is no need to argue with a villain like him."
"That's right, you dare to offend even our Baofeng Martial Arts School. It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers!"
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After Yang Xuanfeng said something, the surrounding Baofeng Martial Arts disciples immediately started to condemn him, with murderous intent in their eyes as they wished to eat Xiao Yu alive.
"I didn't expect that you guys are really united." Xiaoyu looked calm, but there was no carelessness in his heart. He stared at Yang Xuanfeng and said, "Then what do you want?"
At this point, there is no need to explain. Even if Xiaoyu explains, Yang Xuanfeng and others will not believe it.
"It's very simple, hand over the treasure and leave your body intact!" Yang Tong smiled gloomily and replied first.
"You have no right to speak here. Get lost, or I will kill you first." Xiaoyu's eyes froze, and she glared at Yang Tong.
Yang Tong's heart immediately trembled, and an inexplicable fear surged into his heart. It seemed that he had not emerged from the shadow of two months ago, but in front of many disciples of the Storm Martial Arts School, Yang Tong could not shrink back and was about to speak.
He said something, but was stopped by Yang Xuanfeng.
"Tong'er, please step back first." Yang Xuanfeng ordered in a tone that left no room for doubt. Then he looked at Xiao Yu and revealed a sneer: "What's your name?"
"Xiaoyu!"
"Xiao Yu?" Yang Xuanfeng lowered his head and pondered for a while, confirming that there was no such genius among the major forces he was familiar with, and said coldly: "Looking at you are only sixteen years old, but you have the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and your talent is good, so
Well, as long as you destroy Zi Mansion, I can spare your life."
"It's impossible for me to destroy the Zi Mansion myself. If you want to fight, just fight. There's so much nonsense." Xiaoyu's tone was full of provocation, and he was ready to fight.
"Fuck, who do you think you are? A piece of trash dares to talk to the owner like this."
"Damn it, let's all come together and destroy him directly."
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"That's enough, shut up!" Yang Xuanfeng frowned slightly, scolded the disciples of Baofeng Martial Arts School, stared at Xiaoyu and said forcefully: "I will make your life worse than death!"
For many years, no one in this Qingfeng Town dared to provoke him like this.
"Go to hell!" Yang Xuanfeng shouted sharply, took out the giant sword from behind, suddenly rotated it in a circle, and slashed towards Xiaoyu.
Xiaoyu was on full alert and had already prepared for the battle. Instead of retreating, he advanced. The moment the giant sword approached, he took a step to the left, then swung his right fist and hit the blade of the giant sword hard.
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"Buzz!" The giant sword roared softly, and Xiao Yu's punch was like a hammer weighing hundreds of kilograms, which directly bounced the giant sword away.
But Xiaoyu didn't pause at all. He used Shadow Step, leaving behind several phantoms, and came close to Yang Xuanfeng. His muscles were bulging high, as if containing powerful explosive power, and his fist hit Yang Xuanfeng's chest hard.
"Bang!" Yang Xuanfeng was blown away by Xiao Yu like a sandbag, and hit an ancient tree behind him, with a crack tearing out from the trunk.
"Poof!" Yang Xuanfeng's chest felt tight and he immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"The owner..."
"Father……"
"Don't worry, this attack can't hurt me." Yang Xuanfeng took a deep breath, removed the force from his chest, stood up and comforted everyone.
"Alas, it is indeed difficult to deal with the immortal cultivators in the Condensation Stage." Xiao Yu felt a little regretful in his heart. His punch seemed ordinary, but it contained all the power of his physical body.
If a monk in the foundation building stage is hit, he will definitely be seriously injured, but Yang Xuanfeng only suffered some slight impacts. However, this also shows how strong Xiaoyu's physical strength is now. Of course, this has something to do with the gravity training practiced by Xiaolin.
Huge relationship.
"Boy, you are the first person who can hurt me in recent years. Even if you die, you are proud enough." Yang Xuanfeng put away his contempt, and his whole body was filled with murderous intent, and he was obviously going to use his full strength.