Bing Ling and Hua Murong were stunned for a moment.
Regardless of their serious injuries, the two of them were stopped by old thief Nangong as they were about to run over.
"Don't look, he's already dead."
"You old thief, I'll fight you."
Bing Ling cursed angrily and stabbed him with his sword.
'Snapped!'
Old thief Nangong clamped her sword with only two fingers.
"What? You old bastard!"
Bing Ling wanted to pull out the sword, but she couldn't do it at all.
"Humph! I don't know what it means."
'when!'
With a flick of the old thief Nangong's finger, Bing Ling was knocked to the ground on the spot, and the Phoenix Sword fell out of his hand.
"Xiaobing!"
Hua Murong exclaimed and stood in front of her.
"Don't kill her, she is innocent."
"I am the heir to Baihua Palace. If you want to kill me, just kill me. Go ahead."
"Haha...you want to die? It's not that easy."
'Snapped!'
The old thief Nangong grabbed her neck and smiled evilly.
"I will send you to the Fengyue place to pick up guests, and let those old and smelly men ravage you every day, so as to embarrass your mother Hua Baisheng."
"You...you scum..."
Hua Murong's body trembled, as if she saw that she was worse off than dead.
"Let her go!"
Suddenly, Xiao Feng, who had fallen to the ground, stood up again.
Hua Murong and Bing Ling felt happy, as if they saw hope again.
Old thief Nangong frowned slightly and let go of Hua Murong.
He turned around and looked at Xiao Feng: "Huh? Not dead yet? You boy can resist being beaten?"
Xiao Feng moved his wrist and made a clicking sound.
He bared his teeth and smiled: "Haha... You haven't died yet, how can I be willing to die? Let's fight the third round."
The old thief Nangong laughed coldly and approached Xiao Feng step by step.
"Humph! Boy, you won't be so lucky this time. I'll give you a treat."
An afterimage appeared on his body, and he gathered his true energy and struck with a palm.
"Swallow mountains and rivers with anger!"
Xiao Feng shouted loudly and raised his palms to meet him.
'Boom!'
There was an explosion, and two strands of true energy exploded. The powerful impact airflow shook the others to stagger.
Old Thief Nangong took a dozen steps back, feeling a dull pain in his chest and blood flowing from his sleeves.
"What?"
His face changed drastically, and his eyes suddenly widened.
Xiao Feng's legs were as solid as a rock, like tree roots, firmly attached to the ground without even moving.
"How can it be?"
The elders and hall masters of Nanjian Sect were all stunned.
Being able to repel Nangong Jinsheng, who is a heavenly warrior, several steps away, how deep is this kid's martial arts cultivation?
Could it be that he is also a heavenly warrior? But he is only in his twenties? This is too evil.
"Very good!"
Bing Ling and Hua Murong were so excited, maybe he could really turn things around.
"Old thief Nangong, take another punch from me."
Xiao Feng jumped up like a spring and slammed down with both fists.
"Taishan is overwhelming!"
"You brat, you're still far away."
The old thief Nangong opened his stance and struck with a punch.
'boom!'
The energy from both sides exploded again, and the whole hall was buzzing.
The old thief Nangong was knocked back several steps again. His face was livid, and all his clothes were blown to pieces.
"Suffer death, it will be overwhelming."
Before he could stand firm, Xiao Feng jumped forward and hit him in the chest with a palm.
"puff…"
The old thief Nangong spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out with his body arched.
There was a loud bang, and his back hit the wall. The entire wall cracked into a spider web shape, and he even made a big hole in the middle.
This scene shocked the entire audience, and the elders and hall masters of Nanjian Sect were all stunned.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that a young boy in his twenties could actually defeat the powerful Nangong Jinsheng.
Bing Ling and Hua Murong were also stunned. The power of this palm was invincible, which was really eye-opening.
"Old thief Nangong, I'm going to peel off your skin and beat your muscles."
Xiao Feng raised his hand and pointed, and said fiercely.
'Crash...'
A pile of rubble fell from the wall and hit Old Thief Nangong.
He was seen with his head drooped and blood dripping down from the corners of his mouth, like a dying person.
"Hahaha...Okay, that's great."
"Xiao Feng, you are the first person to make me serious. I will make you die miserably."
He raised his head suddenly, his eyes shot out a piercing cold light, and his whole aura was completely different.
'boom!'
His arms shook, and the entire wall collapsed.
"You brat, you pissed me off."
"I will let you feel for yourself what the real horror is."
He clenched his fist suddenly, and a stream of purple air rose from the soles of his feet, instantly covering his whole body.
His whole person became more and more evil, even his eyes turned dark purple and his hair was flying in the air.
"Let me go, what is this?"
Hua Murong was stunned.
"Purple Qi?"
"I remember seeing it somewhere, this is... what happened."
Bing Ling suddenly turned pale with shock: "Brother Feng, this is Zi Ming Dafa, the most evil kung fu in the entire martial arts world."
What is it? Ziming Dafa?
Xiao Feng looked stunned, he had never heard of it at all.
But at the moment when he was stunned, the old thief Nangong took action.
With the purple air current, he went straight towards Xiao Feng and killed him, just like a hungry tiger pounces on food.
Xiao Feng did not dare to be careless and immediately took a few steps back, and the two sides immediately started a close confrontation.
‘Papa papa…’
The two of them used their fists and kicks at extremely high speeds, and it was hard to tell the winner.
With the blessing of the purple true air flow, the old thief Nangong really became more and more courageous as he fought, forcing Xiao Feng to retreat and almost fall into danger.
'boom!'
The two sides exchanged palms again, and the two qi were also competing with each other, and actually formed a vortex of air around them.
"What?"
Xiao Feng's expression changed.
He suddenly felt that the true energy in his body was being quickly drained away by the other party, and was inhaled into Nangong Old Thief's body.
"Idiot, if you try to compete with me, you are just asking for your own death."
"No matter how strong your true energy is, it will be absorbed by my Zi Ming Dafa."
"When your true energy is exhausted, killing you will be like searching for something, hahaha..."
Old thief Nangong laughed wildly.
"Run quickly, the real air current is about to explode."
The great elder shouted, and everyone dragged their poisoned bodies and crawled outside.
"Sister Rong, let's leave quickly."
Bing Ling supported Hua Murong, and the two stumbled out.
'boom!'
Just as everyone left the hall, there was a loud noise that shook the earth.
Everything in the entire hall was destroyed by the true air flow of the explosion, and was basically razed to the ground.
‘Whoosh!’
Suddenly, a figure flew out of the hall and fell heavily to the ground. It turned out to be Xiao Feng.
"Brother Feng!"
Bing Ling exclaimed and ran over quickly.
"Don't come over, I'm fine."
Xiao Feng raised his hand and slowly stood up from the ground.
His whole body was in tatters, with dozens of wounds, which looked shocking.
Fortunately, he had the green dragon to protect him, so he didn't cause too much damage. If it were other warriors, they would have been blown to pieces.