At the same time, the spiritual power in Xingfeng's body was urged with all his might, instantly incarnating into an Asura form, the laws of nature were also released at the same time, and the meteor phantom was even more fully urging, Xingfeng's figure became illusory, just a flicker, and Xingfeng's figure appeared dozens of meters away, rushing towards the weakest place guarded by the city guards.

All this happened very suddenly, and many people present did not react, however, after Li Xianghe saw the exercises performed by "Ah San", his eyes froze, and then whispered something in the ear of the middle-aged man in front of him.

The latter was unmoved, and just said softly: "Although you can still be so calm in the face of so many masters, you can still come up with a way to attack the east and west in this mortal situation, and create an opportunity for yourself to escape." ”

"It's just that, in the face of absolute strength, everything is in vain, and even if he can break out of this encirclement, can he get out of this Luolan City?" After speaking, he glanced sideways at Luolan, with a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

As soon as the words fell, Xing Feng felt that his speed had plummeted, and several deep and powerful coercion acted on his body, Xing Feng glanced back, only to see that several masters of the Spiritual Realm Nine Folds were rushing towards him quickly, while the others were still sitting in their seats, and they didn't even pick up the space ring that Xing Feng threw out, just looking at Xing Feng with a smile, as if they were looking at a clown.

Seeing this scene, Xingfeng stopped, knowing that he couldn't escape from here, so he could only resist head-on, although this is a bit of an egg hitting a stone, but Xingfeng is not a person who raises his hands and surrenders.

The crimson sword of the god of punishment was held tightly in his hand, the punishment wind in the form of Asura, his eyes were red, and the killing intent on his body was also beginning to rise, and he was not afraid at all in the face of the five psychic realm masters who rushed over.

"Swift Dragon Slash!"

Xing Feng held the sword in his right hand, the crimson sword of the Divine Punishment was glowing with golden light, and dozens of sword qi slashed out in an instant, and finally turned into an extremely dazzling sword qi on the way to the five psychic realm masters.

Since obtaining the next chapter of the Swift Dragon Slash, the Punishment Wind has not used the Swift Dragon Slash with all its might, and the sword qi at this time is not known how many times stronger than the sword qi released by the Punishment Wind before.

The five psychic realm masters didn't care at all when they saw the swift dragon slash from the torture wind, a martial artist of the spirit condensing realm, in their eyes, was like an ant, and casually struck a blow towards the swift dragon slash.

"Not good!"

Just when they thought that their attack would be able to stop the Swift Dragon Slash, the Swift Dragon Slash shattered their attack like a bamboo, and slashed straight towards them, and by the time they reacted, it was already a little late.

"Bang!"

The Swift Dragon Slash exploded when it came into contact with the bodies of the five Psychic Realm martial artists, and all five of them took a few steps back, leaving a hideous wound on their chests, and the wounds were still glowing with golden light, eroding their flesh and blood.

Seeing the injuries of the five people, I was disappointed in my heart, although these five people looked a little embarrassed, but their breath was stable, obviously they only suffered skin injuries, this time they didn't hurt each other, and the next thing was not so easy.

The injuries on his body completely angered the five people, and they all sacrificed their weapons, and the killing intent in their eyes also became extremely intense, in front of so many people, they were actually injured by this Spirit Condensing Realm kid, if this was spread to them, they would still have a face there.

"Cross Slash!"

"Earth Splitting Fist!" "Good Chinese

"Thirteen Slashes of the Wild Sword!"

"Meteor Fall!"

"Bloodthirsty Slash!"

The five people shouted, each waving their weapons, and the five attacks with strong spiritual power went towards the torture wind attack, and where they passed, the wind rose in all directions, and all the tiles on the floor flew away.

"Is this Ah San really just a guy in the restaurant?" Seeing the exercises performed by these five people, Ning Que, who had come to the seat when the torture wind had fled before, couldn't help but ask.

This sentence seems to be unremarkable, but it has already left an indelible imprint in the hearts of these young people, they have always been the proud sons of heaven in the family and sect, but at this time they were completely impressed by a restaurant boy.

Of course, this sentence not only stirred up a thousand waves in the hearts of these teenagers, but also left a shock in the hearts of those martial artists who cultivated to be strong, and some even moved the idea of solicitation, but the situation in front of him This teenager is a mortal situation, a genius who has not grown up, just a waste material, and I feel a trace of regret in my heart.

In the face of the attack of the five psychic realm powerhouses, Xingfeng made a move that everyone didn't expect, instead of retreating, he advanced, casting the torture wind of the meteor phantom, the speed was fast, and the body shape was constantly changing.

At the same time, the sword of the gods in his hand waved rapidly, and instantly slashed out three swift dragon sword qi attacks on one of the attacks, Xing Feng knew that he couldn't dodge these attacks, so he could only choose to resist hard, and it was very unrealistic to resist the attacks of the ninefold peak martial artists of the five realms.

Xingfeng had no choice but to advance instead of retreating, holding the dominant power in his hands, and when the three Swift Dragon Slashing Sword Qi came into contact with one of its attacks, the two energies distorted, resulting in an explosion, and the aftermath of the explosion swept through the entire field, and the dust flew up.

However, in the center of this explosion, a figure quickly flashed, this figure was Xingfeng, at this time, the clothes on his body had been shattered, revealing relatively strong muscles, and a pair of armor appeared on the surface of his body.

The sudden appearance of Xingfeng made a psychic realm master in front of him shake his head, and when he reacted, both the Zhushen Sword and the Xingfeng reached in front of him, and the Zhushen Sword was in a state of separation between the human and the sword, of course, such a separation, in the eyes of outsiders, the Zhushen Sword was thrown out by Xingfeng as a hidden weapon.

"Over the mountain!"

The mountain-turning palm technique sent by Nie Lao, the punishment wind has already been cultivated to Xiaocheng, and the power of the mountain-turning palm under the full force of the blow is much more terrifying than the full force of the swift dragon slash.

This psychic realm master was not slow to react, and his years of combat experience allowed him to avoid the vital point, and the golden palm of Xingfeng's glowing hand slammed into the warrior's shoulder, and the whole person was sent out like a kite with a broken string.

This blow, although it avoided the vital point, but with the wound in the chest in front of him, he was already seriously injured, and just when he thought the attack was over, a red light flashed from his neck like lightning.

"You..."The martial artist who was sent out covered his neck with both hands, he never thought that he would be killed by a Spirit Condensing Realm ant.

After killing this psychic realm martial artist, Xing Feng gasped heavily, looked at the other four psychic realm masters with red eyes, and said word by word: "Your companion is dead, you should also go down to accompany him." ”