Fei Feng is the weakest among the five, but his movement skills rank among the top three.
It was not the first time for him to cross the ranks and kill a monk who was half a step into the Nascent Soul, so he was still full of confidence.
The sword light carries the momentum of a surging river, and also carries the strangeness of the nine-bend Yellow River. It moves left and right, front and back. For a moment, it seems that the sky is filled with sword light, all of them are silhouettes, and it is impossible to see where the real body is.
, because the speed is too fast.
Qingqing stood still, not turning around, not looking ahead, not even drawing his sword.
It was as if all of Fei Feng's kendo skills were just children's play in front of him.
Finally, he took action, and his figure disappeared from the spot.
The next moment, his body reappeared, mixed with a scream.
He already held a sword in his hand, a soft sword that was curved and as flexible as water, like a spiritual snake.
Fei Feng, on the other hand, was clutching his neck tightly at this moment, and a trace of blood spurted out. He couldn't hold it back no matter how hard he covered it, and fell softly to the ground.
One move, just one move.
One of the five people was killed without mercy.
What strength is this!
In an instant, the whole place was so quiet that you could hear the sound of a pin falling to the ground.
The next moment, a wave of cheers surged in.
"What a bullshit five-person group. In the eyes of Jiangnan City, they are just scum."
"What is a strong man, this is the strong man; what is the way of the sword, this is the way of the sword."
"Jiangnan City's heritage is something they will never be able to estimate..."
Various voices rang out, and everyone in the audience was shocked by the ruthless coquettish sword.
Ye Xiong stood behind Yang Xinyi's collar and sighed secretly.
"If I had known earlier, I would not have gone to the world of immortals and demons, but would have stayed here to be the first person to show off, how wonderful it would have been!"
Ye Xiong was a little excited by the cheers around him.
He was a little strange, why in the world of immortals and demons, the scenes he experienced were bigger than here, and the enemies he defeated were stronger than here, but he just didn't feel any satisfaction at all?
After much deliberation, he finally found the reason, because there was no woman around to watch.
It would be great to act cool around Xinyi, Murong Ruyin, He Mengji, etc.!
In his eyes, although Wuqing's sword strike just now was good, it was still far from being a true master.
From his current state of mind, being ruthless is like a child playing house.
Dugu Aotian's face was very ugly. He never imagined that an ordinary guy in front of him, whose reputation he had never heard of, would be so powerful. Although Feifeng was the weakest among the five, he was not at least the most powerful.
Instant kill!
Jiangnan City’s background is indeed terrifying!
"Is this the strength of the five-man team?" Qing Wuqing's sword shook, flicking away the blood on the sword, and said coldly: "Trash, dirty my sword."
Contempt, absolute contempt!
Arrogant, very arrogant!
But in the eyes of the surrounding monks, this was so domineering and it sounded so comfortable.
The five-person group is famous in the five worlds and has killed countless people, making people feel terrified. Now that someone is helping them vent their bad breath, everyone feels very comfortable.
"I'll meet him." Spotted Leopard, who ranked fourth in the five-person group, stood up.
"Fourth, you are no match for him, come back." Dugu Aotian quickly called him.
The guy in front of him was ruthless and unfathomable, and he was worried that Zebao would end up like Fei Feng.
"Let me meet him!" The vulture stood up and stared at Qing Wu.
"Vulture, be careful, this guy is difficult to deal with." Dugu Aotian warned.
He did not take action because he felt that it was not the time for him to take action yet.
Jiangnan City just sent one person to take action, but he didn't know how many good people were behind it, so he had to let Vulture go out and see Jiangnan City's trump card.
The vulture's figure flashed, landed in front of Qingqing, and took out a heavy simple knife from his body.
He was tall and had no hair on his head, so he was called a vulture.
The simple sword in his hand was his magic weapon that made him famous. It took 7,749 days to forge it with volcanic lava, and then it was soaked in the deep sea for five years. It was invulnerable to water and fire, making both good and evil famous and frightening.
"Another one is here to die, let's take action!" Qing Qing said calmly.
"Boy, I will use your head to sacrifice my fifth brother." After the Vulture finished speaking, the sword in his hand struck down at Wuqing with overwhelming momentum.
As soon as he took action, the people around him were shaken back by the powerful energy waves, and their eyes all showed shock.
Even the contempt on Qing Qing's face disappeared and was replaced by solemnity.
As soon as the expert takes action, he will know if there is any. The power of the Vulture's sword alone is not as powerful as Yuanqing.
But he did not flinch, but instead inspired his fighting spirit even more. He stepped forward with the soft sword in his hand and the ghost of the spiritual snake.
The two of them have completely different styles.
One is powerful and heavy, cutting through the mountain peaks; the other is drizzle, erratic.
In the mid-air, there are only two shadows. People with low level cannot see the two figures clearly at all.
Ye Xiong looked at it for a moment, and within a minute, he knew that Wu Wu would definitely win.
The strength of the two was originally about the same, but Wu Qing was stronger in longevity. He could fight the Vulture with the least amount of energy. Although the Vulture's sword moves were powerful, they consumed a lot of Qi. As long as Wu Qing didn't make mistakes, he would win sooner or later.
things.
After all, Qingwu is Xuanlong's disciple, and Xuanlong's swordsmanship is famous in the western star regions of the Chaotic Star Sea, and even Zhuo Xuanyuan can defeat him.
As he watched, Ye Xiong felt a little uninterested. In his opinion, fighting at this level was like a child learning from the Saints when he was a child. It was just a brat fight. He had no interest in it at all.
It seems like I need to find something to do.
Ye Xiong looked around and suddenly saw a white and tender patch in front of him, which was Yang Xinyi's white and tender neck.
A crooked thought arose in his heart, and he slowly got in through the collar.
…
Yang Xinyi was standing when she suddenly trembled and jumped.
"Cousin, what's wrong?" Tangning next to her asked strangely.
"Oh, it's nothing." Yang Xinyi lowered her head and looked at her chest, feeling a little confused.
There seemed to be something getting into her clothes and causing mischief just now, but she just felt it with her vitality, and there was nothing at all. She thought she felt wrong.
But the next moment, she found that her left breast was bitten hard again.
This time, she felt like crying without tears. She desperately searched her body with her energy, but there was still nothing.
"What the hell." Yang Xinyi wanted to cry. She even wondered if she felt wrong.
With my current strength, it is a matter of course for me to ascend. I have never encountered such an evil thing before.
The key is that this matter is still very embarrassing and cannot be let anyone know.
Tang Ning looked at Yang Xinyi and saw that her face was red, angry and ashamed, and her legs were still tightly together. She suddenly felt strange.
Is it because my cousin's husband hasn't been back for so long that she can't bear it? She secretly thought to herself.
"Cousin, how long has it been since your cousin's husband came back?" Tang Ning asked.