In the middle of the hall, the sound of "bang" was endless, obviously both parties had already moved to kill, and between the use of spiritual skills, there was no slightest reservation, striving to kill instantly.

Fang Wenhong, Fang Tai, Yan Shi and Xing Liangping surrounded Tu Mingyuan in the middle, constantly looking for an opportunity to make a move.

Although he was besieged by everyone, Tu Mingyuan couldn't help but be afraid at all, the speed between attack and defense was as fast as thunder, forcing the four of them to retreat constantly, and even finding a gap, Fang Wenhong, who slapped it with one palm, vomited blood again and again.

Everyone who watched this scene was terrified. The heads of various families and clans jointly made a move, in this Yunzhou County, it is a rare encounter in a hundred years, and today I didn't expect to do it together.

The most surprising thing was that they thought that even if the head of the four major families was not as good as Tu Mingyuan's cultivation, at least a few people would be able to resist Tu Mingyuan's attack with the combined efforts of a few people.

But when they saw Fang Tai and the other four people being killed by Tu Mingyuan, they retreated again and again, and even Fang Wenhong was beaten and vomited blood, they were completely shocked, could the cultivation of the Psychic Realm be so strong that the four late stage cultivators of the Spiritual Realm could not do anything about him?

With the five of them as the center, a vortex of spiritual power began to form, and everything that was close was twisted to pieces, even the people of other war groups were afraid to avoid them at this moment, and they hid far away, for fear of being involved.

At this time, a teenager in the crowd suddenly screamed and was blasted out by Tu Chengxiu's punch.

The young man's body was about to hit the stone pillar in the hall straight up, but he suddenly felt that he was suddenly grabbed by someone's waist, flipped in the air a few times to unload the impact, and then fell steadily to the ground.

Before the young man could speak, he saw Jiang Xiaofeng showing a mouth full of white teeth in front of him, and said with a smile:

"Xing Muyun, don't come unharmed!"

The young man was Xing Muyun, the eldest son of the head of the Xing family, who had bought Jiang Xiaofeng's first Little Calling Spirit Pill in the auction house, although he had never been in contact with Jiang Xiaofeng, Jiang Xiaofeng had a good impression of him.

Xing Muyun touched the blood stains on the corner of his mouth and said:

"I can't thank you enough for saving my life. ”

Jiang Xiaofeng waved his hand and said:

"Now is not the time to thank you, wait until I kill that guy. ”

Seeing that Jiang Xiaofeng was about to rush over, Xing Muyun shouted:

"He is already a cultivator in the late stage of the Spiritual Realm, and it is not something we can fight against, so it is better for us to unite and trap him first. ”

Jiang Xiaofeng didn't look back:

"Young Master Xing, I'll make you a bet, within half a pillar of incense, I will slaughter this old fellow! If I succeed, you will lose me a thousand lower grade spirit stones, and if I lose, I will give it to you." What do you think?"

The originally tense atmosphere was disturbed by Jiang Xiaofeng's living treasure, and some people couldn't help laughing. I didn't expect this money-greedy goods, between life and death, to have the heart to bet on others to make money.

Xing Muyun looked at Jiang Xiaofeng who rushed out speechlessly:

"Brother Jiang, be careful!"

At the same time, I thought in my heart, your abacus is really good, if you win, I will give you spirit stones. If you don't win, you'll be killed. If you die, who do I give the spirit stone to, you guy will not lose inside and out.

Jiang Xiaofeng, who had already flown into the battle group, naturally didn't know Xing Muyun's true thoughts.

Seeing Jiang Xiaofeng standing in front of him, Tu Chengxiu's anger did not come to a place. At the original Dandao Conference, this guy humiliated himself without a place, and gambled away his Chiyang Danfang.

What made him even more angry was that this kid actually gambled to kill himself this time, could it be that his life was worth a thousand low-grade spirit stones?

"Boy, there is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell for you to break into. You sent it to the door yourself, just so you don't need me to look for you, take your life!"

Jiang Xiaofeng pursed his lips and said:

"Old fellow, do you still want your Chiyang Danfang? I already remember that the melon is ripe, and now I will give it back to you, count it cheaper for you, five hundred lower grade spirit stones, at least cheaper than your life, what do you think?"

"You...... I'm going to pull your skin and tendons, chop you up and feed it to the dogs, and I'm going to die!"

Tu Chengye, who was already red-faced and red-eared by Jiang Xiaofeng, could no longer bear Jiang Xiaofeng's verbal provocation and insults, he was furious, and slapped it with one palm, without the slightest hand.

"At the time of the Dan Dao Conference, if it weren't for my hard bones, I'm afraid I would have died in your hands. Everyone in the Fang family knows that I have a grudge, as long as the people I am worried about will generally not survive, are you afraid?"

Jiang Xiaofeng smiled and blinked, looking at Tu Chengxiu who came in a rage, he didn't dodge, but spread his feet slightly, and at the same time, he secretly used spiritual power, a powerful demon beast aura spread, and at the same time, he blasted out with a punch.

Seeing that Jiang Xiaofeng didn't dodge or dodge, but chose to fight hard with Tu Chengxiu, everyone couldn't help but sweat for him.

The other party is a cultivator in the late stage of the Spiritual Realm, although Jiang Xiaofeng is already in the middle stage of the Spiritual Realm, after all, he has only just entered, and his cultivation is not yet stable, so if he fights hard to open the late stage of the Spiritual Realm, will he really not die?

Although the people beside him were worried about Jiang Xiaofeng, they were also powerless at the moment, they were entangled by the slaughter family, and they couldn't distinguish the manpower at all.

With a "bang", Jiang Xiaofeng and Tu Chengxiu intersected with their fists. The two figures quickly retreated, and then there was a sound of anger:

"You, you, you, are you really in the middle stage of the Spiritual Realm?"

The blow just now shook Tu Chengxiu's heart, and now his palm was still trembling slightly by Jiang Xiaofeng, which showed the strength of Jiang Xiaofeng's muscles and bones.

And Jiang Xiaofeng also walked over slowly from a distance, and his face became flushed because of the blow just now:

"Kill you, an old horseman, the cultivation in the middle stage of the Spiritual Realm is enough. ”

"Presumptuous!"

Tu Chengxiu shouted angrily and stepped forward again. And Jiang Xiaofeng was not to be outdone, formed a magic seal, and cast a heavenly wolf to rush forward.

The two began to fight frantically in the hall, and the sound of "bang" was endless, and everyone watching was stunned:

Is this really a decisive battle between the middle stage of the Spiritual Realm and the late stage of the Spiritual Realm? Why did Jiang Xiaofeng not fall behind in the slightest? On the contrary, he still faintly had the upper hand, and how strong was this kid's body!

The more Tu Chengxiu continued to fight, the more he felt as if he was not fighting with someone, and the kid on the opposite side exuded the breath of a demon beast, as if he was fighting a demon beast now.

There is no skill in each of his blows, it is completely based on his own instinctive consciousness to palm or punch, or to put it another way, Jiang Xiaofeng's attack is like the instinctive reaction of the demon beast when he was fighting with the demon beast in Dongli Mountain.

Tu Chengxiu felt the strange eyes around him, and he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

Thinking that he is a dignified cultivator in the late stage of the Spiritual Realm, he can't even suppress a kid in the middle stage of the Spiritual Realm, if the Tu family rules Yunzhou County in the future, wouldn't he become the biggest joke?

Thinking of this, Tu Chengxiu shouted, slammed out a palm, forced Jiang Xiaofeng back, fell down, looked at Jiang Xiaofeng and said:

"Little Wang Balamb, this blow was not intended for you, but now you forced me, let me die!"

Tu Chengxiu slammed three clicks on his chest, and then spit out a mouthful of blood, and everyone suddenly felt a powerful spiritual pressure emanating from Tu Chengxiu's body, pressing everyone even a little out of breath.

I saw him open his mouth and spit out, and a black ball shot out, turning into a spear in mid-air, and stabbing at Jiang Xiaofeng.

This black spear embodied by spiritual power is all restrained in spiritual pressure, and there is no leakage of energy, but anyone can feel that the incomparable power contained in the spear, mixed with an indomitable momentum, directly takes Jiang Xiaofeng's head.

At this time, Yan Shi happened to look here, and after he saw the black spear in mid-air, his face couldn't help but change greatly, and he shouted again and again:

"Xiao Feng, dodge! You can't block this blow. This is the Spirit Realm Spirit Technique Black King Spear, and the cultivator has been cultivating in the Danhai for at least three years before he can barely release a blow, run!"

Hearing Master Yan's anxious shout, Jiang Xiaofeng immediately felt that something was wrong. When he heard Master Yan's explanation, he couldn't help but curse in his heart:

Fuck it!

How can there be such a shameless spiritual skill, cultivated in Danhai for three years, just for today's life-fighting blow?

Looking at Tu Chengxiu, who was already out of breath, his whole person's back was hunched down, and Jiang Xiaofeng knew in his heart the power of this blow.

But just as the Black King Spear was about to hit him, he roared violently at the Heavenly Wolf, and suddenly a powerful spiritual pressure spread out, and wolf patterns covered his face.

Just when the Black King Spear was still ten meters away from him, Jiang Xiaofeng's claws had become extremely sharp, and he suddenly closed them, and he opened his mouth to spit out.

I saw a purple-black ball of light shoot out rapidly, turning into a purple-black slashing moon in mid-air, and roaring towards the Black King Spear.

With a "boom", the battle between Jiang Xiaofeng and Tu Chengxiu even made a louder sound than Tu Mingyuan's. The aftermath of the huge spiritual power explosion dispersed in all directions.

Feeling this astonishing fluctuation of spiritual power, many other family members hurriedly protected their family's lowly heirs behind them, and at the same time used all their strength to resist the aftermath of the explosion in front of them.

"What kind of spiritual skill did that kid perform just now?"

"The speed was so fast that I didn't see clearly, only a purple-black crescent. ”

"Is he really in the middle of the Spiritual Realm?"

The surrounding families, although they kept whispering, but at the same time they all looked at the field intently, wanting to know the result for the first time.

And Yan Shi and the others were also shocked when they saw this scene, this kid really fought hard with Tu Chengxiu.

But when they saw that after the aftermath, Jiang Xiaofeng and Tu Chengxiu were still standing steadily, they were completely stunned, this kid actually carried the Black King Spear that Tu Chengxiu had raised for three years.

This is incredible, what is that spiritual skill he used just now!

After a long time, Tu Chengxiu spoke first:

"Boy, I underestimated you, the Black King Spear I have been raising for more than three years was actually broken by you?"

Jiang Xiaofeng licked his lips, then rubbed his nose and said:

"With your spiritual skills, you just have to cultivate for another eight years, and there is still no scum left for you, what kind of thing!"

Tu Chengxiu bent over and coughed violently. It seems that the spiritual skill of the Black King Spear just now has brought him a lot of burden, and the whole person's face has become extremely pale:

"Don't be ashamed! Your spiritual skill just now, like my Black King Gun, is also used to save your life, can you still deliver a second blow? I am now a cultivator in the late stage of the Spirit Realm, and the speed of spiritual power recovery is faster than yours, and when I recover my spiritual power, killing you will be like killing a dog. ”

Jiang Xiaofeng smacked his lips, and spread his hands a little helplessly:

"Old ghost Tu, I think your spiritual power is exhausted and your head is not easy to use! You yourself are exhausted of spiritual power, why do you think that I am also exhausted like you?

Also, who told you that I can only use this spiritual skill once, don't deceive yourself, okay? My Jiang Xiaofeng has a lot of killer skills, slaughtering you old turtle is like playing. ”

"What?"

Tu Chengxiu's eyes widened in surprise. But Jiang Xiaofeng smiled, opened his mouth again, and a strange black ball appeared again.

And this time, Tu Chengxiu's face finally showed a frightened expression, and he shouted:

"You can't kill me!"