Looking at the silver sword passing through his body, Shantong's face was full of disbelief. He never thought that with his fourth-level king-level cultivation, which dominated the world and was arrogant among all heroes, he could be easily killed by a young man here.
"Bang!"
Without giving Shantong a chance to speak, Yang Ningfeng pierced Shantong's body with a sword. Then, in Shantong's fear and despair, Yang Ningfeng punched him hard on the head, hitting his head directly, and then kicked him out, killing Shantong.
The corpse was kicked up and fell far away.
"You are in the clear and I am in the dark, be careful to hide your strength, so that you can attract everyone here!"
Yang Ningfeng was not excited about killing the mountain boy, because someone had already heard the sound of breaking through the air, so he disappeared behind the nearby tower in a flash, and the small voice reached Lin Qingwu.
in the ears.
"snort!"
Lin Qingwu flipped her wrist, and the Heavenly Tears Sword came out of the space ring. She did not move, she just snorted coldly. You are a man, so you should attract enemies in the open, while I can do it in the dark, okay? There is no gentleman at all.
demeanor.
Phew!
"What about the boy?"
Two figures arrived very quickly. When they landed, they blocked Lin Qingwu one after another. As soon as they landed, the person standing in front of Lin Qingwu glanced at him and said in a deep voice. This person was a bald old man.
He was bald but had a thick beard, but the gray beard and his wrinkled face made him look extremely old.
"Maybe it's hidden! Don't worry about it for now. Let's take down this little girl first. But don't be careless. This girl's strength is not simple. Let's not capsize the boat by some tricks." The person standing behind Lin Qingwu looked like
A much younger man, who looked like a middle-aged man in his forties, glanced at the blood on the ground, his face changed slightly, and he said this.
"Girl, as long as you hand over Emperor Wu's things, we won't embarrass you." The bald old man said.
call out!
Lin Qingwu's answer was to take action, and suddenly flew into the air. With a wave of the sword in his hand, the sword rain fell wildly and enveloped the bald old man.
"act recklessly!"
The expression of the bald old man turned gloomy almost instantly. A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the sharp vitality energy quickly condensed. With a slash of his palm, it turned into a fierce and unparalleled palm knife, and struck Lin Qingwu in the air fiercely.
At the same time, the middle-aged man in gray also moved. He flew behind Lin Qingwu and punched out. Regardless of his age and status, the two of them attacked Lin Qingwu at the same time. It was not because of Lin Qingwu's young age.
And there was a little bit of shame.
Facing the two men's joint efforts, Lin Qingwu showed no fear, and even showed no signs of looking back. When the middle-aged man in gray came with a punch, she slapped it down without thinking.
He took out the bald old man with his sword and slapped the middle-aged man in gray clothes with his palm. The man's clothes and sleeves were fluttering in the air, and he seemed to be looking down at the world.
"boom!"
The sound of shaking sounded almost at the same time.
The bald old man's palm knife split Lin Qingwu's sword rain, but it could not continue to hit Lin Qingwu's body. The strength of the middle-aged man in gray was obviously a little weaker. The strength of his fist was not as strong as Lin Qingwu's palm.
When the force collided, his face turned pale, and his body fell downwards. After landing, he couldn't stand upright at once. He kicked and kicked backwards, and his body hit the wall behind him, and he stopped after shaking.
"There are means!"
The two of them attacked from a flank, but did not get any benefits. The bald old man was also slightly startled, and then his eyes narrowed slightly. He twitched his hand to his waist, and a soft sword tumbled out, shining with a bright luster. It was obviously a sword.
Sword.
"Boohoo!".
With the soft sword in his hand, the bald old man's hand shook, and the sword twisted strangely. Then, with a shake, the extremely sharp luster turned into vicious sword snakes, bringing out the shrill sound of breaking wind towards Lin Qingwu.
Shoot away.
Dang Dang Dang!!
Lin Qingwu's face also showed a slightly solemn look, and the sword in his hand was swung out. The sword lights of the two people intertwined and they started fighting.
Two king-level warriors faced off against each other with swords. The shadows of their swords filled the air and their swords roared. The fight was fierce in an instant.
The middle-aged man in gray clothes watched the fierce battle between the two people in the air. This time he did not rush forward to join the battle. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and flashed a strange light. He reached into his arms as if to take out something, but the thing had not been taken out yet.
But his body stiffened suddenly, and an extreme danger struck him.
call out!
The middle-aged man in gray clothes immediately slipped his feet and slid to the right, but before he could stand firm, he was faced with a huge fist. Behind the fist was a handsome face with a smile.
"Is it you? Looking for death!"
When the middle-aged man in gray clothes saw that the person who appeared was Yang Ningfeng, his face changed slightly, and then he shouted loudly, and stepped back on the tips of his toes. When he stepped back, he punched Yang Ningfeng's fist.
Bang!
The fist of the middle-aged man in gray collided with Yang Ningfeng's fist, and Yang Ningfeng laughed!
"not good!"
The middle-aged man in gray's face changed drastically, and his eyes finally showed a look of horror, because he felt that the moment the fists collided, a strange and powerful force poured into his body along his arms.
.
puff!
The next second, the middle-aged man in gray was shaken, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Asshole!"
Seeing the middle-aged man in gray spitting blood, the bald old man in the fierce battle with Lin Qingwu roared angrily, swung the sword in his hand wildly, and actually forced Lin Qingwu to take a step back, and then the bald old man shot out of the air.
Then, he jumped down towards Yang Ningfeng, and the soft sword in his hand directly wrapped around Yang Ningfeng's head.
Yang Ningfeng's expression was gloomy, and he looked at the soft sword wrapped around his head. The silver sword reappeared, swung upwards, and with a hiss, it tore the air. The sword light penetrated the top of the body without giving up at an extremely astonishing speed.
The sword light lingering from below.
"when!"
The two swords collided head-on, and sparks shot out.
"You're so bald, your head looks like a watermelon, chop it up!"
After neutralizing the blow from the bald old man, Yang Ningfeng suddenly jumped up, shouted loudly, and slashed down with the silver sword!
"hateful!"
The bald old man was most jealous of people calling him bald. When he heard this, he became angry and looked at Yang Ningfeng's sword. The soft sword in his hand flashed and hit Yang Ningfeng's sword.
when!
The soft sword slapped on the silver sword, making a crisp sound, but then there was a splash of blood, and the bald old man's head was split open.
Puff!
Blood, water and brain matter were splattered at the same time. The bald old man never thought until his death that his sword had clearly hit Yang Ningfeng's sword, but why the opponent's sword still hit his head.
When the middle-aged man in gray clothes saw that the bald old man was being killed by Yang Ningfeng, he was so frightened that he was vomiting blood. He flashed to the side and flew away, but he just got about two meters away.
A hail of swords surged towards him, and by the time he reacted and was about to take action, the sword light had already fallen on him, instantly cutting him into several pieces and killing him.
"Four!"
When Lin Qingwu sheathed her sword expressionlessly, Yang Ningfeng was already at her side, scanning the air and speaking softly.
Lin Qingwu's face was expressionless. The sword in her hand shook, and the blood on the sword splashed away. Then Fang said coldly: "I'm tired!" After saying that, she walked directly into the tower next to her.
"..."
When Yang Ningfeng saw this, he couldn't help but be stunned.
Now that we have attracted everyone here, are you tired?
"You have the guts!"
After a while, Yang Ningfeng gave a thumbs up, then took a deep breath, became very proud, and sat down on the spot, placed his sword horizontally under his knees, and waited quietly for those people in the sky to come down.
"Boy, aren't you brave?"
In an instant, nine figures flashed down and surrounded Yang Ningfeng. Standing in front of Yang Ningfeng was the fat old man who was missing a finger on his left hand and said in a sinister voice.
"What's your name?" Yang Ningfeng asked with a slightly raised face.
"I, Li Xiong, are known as Que..." Quezhi flashed an arrogant look on the old man's face, but before he could finish speaking, Yang Ningfeng interrupted him rudely: "Who is known as Quezhi?"
"Haha, Li Xiong, it seems your name can't scare others?" One person chuckled.
"He is looking for death!"
Li Xiong said in a sinister voice, with a strong murderous intention in his voice. The King of Killers with Missing Finger is definitely a well-known figure in the Huangtian world and can make people fear his existence. But now, a young man is talking about him to his face.
It was a lack of heart. For him, this was definitely the greatest humiliation he had ever suffered in his life.
Of course, as soon as he finished speaking, he lightly touched the ground with his feet and fired like a cannonball. He was suddenly in front of Yang Ningfeng and punched him.
Although he is fat, he is as powerful as a tiger coming out of its cage when he strikes. His punches are thunderous and furious, and his punches are powerful enough to penetrate an iron wall.
A missing finger will kill the king, and you will definitely kill him if you take action!
"Fifth-dan Wangpin, not bad!"
Looking at the fist coming, Yang Ningfeng judged the opponent's cultivation level from the strength of the opponent, and immediately struck out with a palm. However, the force of this palm seemed to be light, weak and boneless.
"Boy, with all your strength, you dare to be rude to me?" Looking at Yang Ningfeng's slap, Li Xiong suddenly sneered, thinking that Yang Ningfeng was an idiot and was looking for death.
Boom!
Little did they know that as soon as Li Xiong finished speaking, Yang Ningfeng's palm strength suddenly changed. The dragon and elephant roared, and the iron horse swallowed thousands of miles. It trampled the air, broke through the air, and made loud and violent noises.
This is exactly Feng Mo's "The Palm is Light as the Wind and Heavy as the Ten Thousand Mountains". The palm is as light as the wind, but its power is as heavy as the tens of thousands of mountains.
"not good!"
Li Xiong's face changed drastically, but it was already too late to withdraw his fist and retreat. Yang Ningfeng's palm had already slapped his fist.
Bang!
This palm was extremely powerful, and Li Xiong's carelessness cost him an unacceptable price. He couldn't bear it on the spot, all his strength was defeated, and his fist was shattered, but Yang Ningfeng's palm power did not disappear, and then
Li Xiong's arm was shattered, and finally the palm force hit Li Xiong's chest hard. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and a big hole appeared in the entire chest. Li Xiong's chest was actually penetrated directly by Yang Ningfeng's palm force.
Li Xiong's body flew upside down and fell. In the first blink of an eye, he was still a living person, and in the next blink of an eye, he turned into a cold dead corpse.
In fact, with Li Xiong's strength, if Yang Ningfeng was vigilant enough, it would be a bit difficult for Yang Ningfeng to slap him to death. Unfortunately, Li Xiong was deceived by Yang Ningfeng's light palm.
The world is cruel. If you are deceived in this situation, you will die and there will never be a chance to make a comeback!
"Who else wants to come up and die?"
After killing Li Xiong, Yang Ningfeng stood up, pointed the sword in his hand at the ground, and said calmly.