"Good, good!"

"I have heard of your Ling Zifeng's name, and today the old man will ask for advice. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Jiang Yifan shouted loudly and rushed up, everyone had already come to the door, he naturally couldn't be cowardly, he couldn't afford to lose this person, and the Jiang family couldn't afford to lose this person either.

The sword light is volleying, the knife intent is clear, turning into thirty-two figures in a flash, the figure has disappeared in front of Ling Zifeng, when it appeared, the figure has already appeared three feet above Ling Zifeng's head, thirty-two knife lights slashed down from the sky, Jiang Yifan shot is his famous knife technique: thirty-two style air breaking knife.

Ling Zifeng stood in place and didn't move, he didn't even lift his eyelids, the Soul Devouring Sword moved, and the sword light of his body rotated and stabbed upwards like a spinning top.

There was no sound of gold and iron resonating, and there was no earth-shattering explosion, silent, silent, a trace of blood flowed down the blade, and when he looked up, he saw the Soul Devouring Sword piercing through Jiang Yifan's head, penetrating his body, and he didn't react at all until he died.

Ling Zifeng's sword was too fast, the two old men who were sweeping the formation on the side, they didn't see clearly how he made a move, the eldest brother's thirty-two type Broken Sky Knife, he has been famous for decades, and there are few times when he fails, and now he didn't even take a move, and he died in Huangquan, this young man is really terrible.

Drawing the sword back into its sheath, Jiang Yifan's body fell to the ground, smashing up a puff of dust and smoke.

Ling Zifeng was not moved at all, killing or being killed, this is the rivers and lakes, everything is done at a price, it is Jiang Yifan who is lying there, and it may be him Ling Zifeng.

"Jiang Wuxing come out, I have heard the Jiang family's iron bone and silver needle for a long time, and I will try to see what is clever today. Ling Zifeng said indifferently, the Jiang family has already died an elder, and it is impossible for Jiang Wuxing to endure not showing up.

"Very good, dare to kill my Jiang family elder, Ling Zifeng, the old man will let you have no return today. ”

Jiang Wuxing, who had been hiding in the dark, jumped into the entrance, looked at the corpse of the Great Elder Jiang Yifan, and glanced at Ling Zifeng with resentment in his eyes.

"Take your life!"

Jiang Wuxing shouted, his triangular beard curled up with anger, his toes touched the ground, his body tilted, and the iron fracture fan in his hand kept rotating between the palms.

Laugh at... Laugh at... laugh at

I saw that in the middle of the way, Jiang Wuxing's folding fan closed little by little, and three silver needles flew out, and his body had already instantly retracted castration, rolling backwards one after another, and hundreds of silver needles broke out of the air.

"The ethereal sword, the sword is gone, and the dream of a lifetime is empty. Ling Zifeng's voice was ethereal, and the figure was like a void phantom dance, and he could only see the illusory sword light dancing all over the sky, and the sword wind had knocked all the silver needles to the ground in a shock.

"Iron Silver Needle, is that all?"

Ling Zifeng said indifferently, before the words fell, he found that Jiang Wuxing in front of him had disappeared, and he reacted instantly, wrapping himself in his strength, the sword light spun rapidly, and his body was already soaring into the sky.

And at this moment, Jiang Wuxing's figure appeared three zhang away from where Ling Zifeng was standing just now, and countless silver needles were inserted in the place where Ling Zifeng was standing, seeing that he couldn't succeed, Jiang Wuxing cursed resentfully in his heart: "Damn, this kid is so keenly conscious, the old man's two moves, how many people in the rivers and lakes have hated him in his hands, but now he has lost one after another, it's too hateful." ”

"The old man wants to see if you can hide in the air. Jiang Wuxing was ruthless in his heart, as the head of the Jiang family, he had missed twice, and he had already felt the burning pain on his face.

"A thousand mountains and fog shadows, a needle chasing souls,"

Jiang Wuxing drank coldly, turned into a thousand shadows, scattered around, and all the silver needles shot out, and the energy was attached to the silver needles.

Countless silver needles shuttled through the air, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes going straight, sometimes twisting and changing directions, such an attack was difficult to guard against.

airplanes

Ling Zifeng's body was in mid-air, so he naturally couldn't dodge, and there were silver needles all around, he couldn't hide from the front and the back, and there was no place to borrow strength under his feet, so he could only protect his body with his strength, and slashed out with a sword, and the person instantly took advantage of this short gap to stab Jiang Wuxing with a sword volley.

Burst!

Jiang Wuxing didn't expect that he had tried his best to let this kid escape with his life, and just wanted to dodge, but it was too late, before Ling Zifeng's sword arrived, the sword wind had arrived, and it passed through his throat.

Jiang Wuxing looked down with wide eyes, but he couldn't see his throat, where there was a thin blood hole, his eyes stared at Ling Zifeng viciously, and he fell down on his back.

"The head of the house, the head of the house. ”

A group of people knelt on the ground in grief, kowtowed to Jiang Wuxing, and looked at Ling Zifeng's gaze, if he could kill someone, Ling Zifeng was estimated to have died a thousand times, Ling Zifeng stood there expressionlessly, waiting for them to make a move, he knew that these people would not give up.

Jiang Muyang slowly walked out of the house, followed by his two younger brothers, ordered his subordinates to carry his father's body down, looked at Ling Zifeng from top to bottom, and said coldly: Old Yin has always said that your strength is transcendent, and it is not a lie when you see it today.

"Are you Jiang Muyang?" Ling Zifeng glanced at him, this person's skills are extraordinary, even if he is compared to Jiang Yifan, he is only high, not low, and there is no comparison with Jiang Wuxing, after all, what Jiang Wuxing is good at belongs to hidden weapons, once he gets close, he will definitely die.

"Yes, the revenge of killing my father is not shared, today is either you die or I die. By the way, I will tell you one thing, Miss Qin also died because of my plan, Ling Zifeng, you must be no stranger to this kind of heart-wrenching pain, right?" Jiang Muyang smiled coldly, and sprinkled a handful of salt on Ling Zifeng's heart to stimulate him.

Jiang Muyang is convinced that people will have shortcomings, and people will have anger, and this time is the time when he has the most flaws, and if there are flaws, he will definitely die.

"Heh... Scold... Hey..."

"Very good, Jiang Muyang, you will regret your words today, I originally wanted to stop, since this is the case, then I will not stay today. Ling Zifeng's face turned cold, there was a scarlet aura lingering in his dark eyes, and black aura was permeating his forehead.

The Soul Devouring Sword was silently unsheathed, Ling Zifeng's face was expressionless, his body was full of murderous awe, and he rushed out with the sword in his hand, like a killing god, and his shots were all killing moves.

The sword is like the wind, and a sword and a thousand mountains are gone.

Stormy and stormy, a sword wind and rain are endless.

Chasing the sun and the moon, a sword turned its head empty.

Ling Zifeng danced with a sword, only to see the sword light flying in the sky, blood flowers floating in the air, and the merciless killing was singing, he was a killing dancer, his figure was illusory, every move and style was extremely beautiful and gorgeous, at this moment only life could become the embellishment of his killing, and the entire Jiang Mansion was like a purgatory, there was no wailing, no crying, not even a human figure.

An hour later, Ling Zifeng stood at the gate of the Jiang Mansion so silently.

Only Jiang Muyang was still standing in the courtyard, but he didn't scold Ling Zifeng loudly, nor did he make a move to stop Ling Zifeng, let alone rush up to find Ling Zifeng for revenge.

Because he was already dead, he died when Ling Zifeng took out the sword, ten thousand swords pierced his heart, a sword sealed his throat, and he couldn't die anymore, he always underestimated Ling Zifeng, if Ling Zifeng wantonly killed at the beginning, he wouldn't have dragged on for so long.

Jiang Muyang may not have had time to regret it until he died, because of his words, in the entire Jiang Mansion, from top to bottom, there is no one alive, not even a chicken can survive, really cut the grass and eradicate the roots, leaving no one behind.

Ling Zifeng, who destroyed Jiangfu, stood in front of Jiangfu and did not leave, and he couldn't leave, because his front was already full of people from all sides. Except for the people of the Xiao Liu family, there are other people who know and who don't. Or that they should have come, and those who shouldn't have come have come.

"Yin Mugu, are you here to die?"

Ling Zifeng's cold gaze fell on the Mo family, an old man's body, and the sky-high murderous intention pressed the old man, Yin Mugu, today I will break your body into ten thousand pieces.

Ling Zifeng didn't have any anger up and down, his eyes were dark, his face was gray, like a god of death crawling out of hell, only the endless killing intent, like a mountain of flames entangled him, and there was only one thought in his heart: no matter what, Yin Mugu will definitely die, God will block and kill God, and Buddha will stop and destroy Buddha.

"Ling Zifeng, you hold the divine sword in your hand, killing innocents indiscriminately, today you are all colleagues in the rivers and lakes, and the famous martial arts are here, don't you want to be captured?"

"Ling Zifeng, you killed defenseless women and children, you are still a young hero in vain, and now you are no different from that vicious jackal, we will do the right thing for heaven today and return an axiom to the rivers and lakes. ”

Ling Zifeng......

There were shouts and scoldings one after another, and the ridicule was endless, it seemed that they were all filled with righteous indignation, Ling Zifeng was the big devil who confused the world, and everyone was punished for it.

Scold... Scold...

Ha, haha, ha...

Ling Zifeng let out a long laugh, his gray face was as cold as ice, and his eyes swept at the crowd in front of him.