There was such a big commotion in the city hall square, and the people in the vicinity quickly gathered around without knowing what was going on, and the circle formed became larger and larger, from dozens of people at the beginning to hundreds, thousands, and even tens of thousands. The huge city hall square can hardly be inserted except for a sufficiently spacious activity area for the two parties.

Liu Gaofeng's eyes were blurred and lackluster, and his body was swaying, as if he was in danger of falling down at any time. His will had collapsed, and he could not bear the powerful impact of reality and illusion, and the arrogance in his eyes had finally completely dimmed. Just ask a person who has no will, what else can he do except be a lost dog?

"Plop!"

Suddenly kneeling down, the whole body suddenly fell to the ground, like a devout Buddhist, while bowing to Wen Jun, he said angrily: "Recognize it...... Throw in the towel, I'm ...... I throw in the towel, I ......"

The sudden appearance of this dramatic scene not only stunned Wen Jun, but also confused the crowd of onlookers. People who are familiar with Liu Gaofeng can't help but sigh in their hearts, the Liu family is finished, it's all over! Is this still the Liu family with the honor of Jiuding in Sioux City? Heroes out of teenagers! And who is this arrogant young man in front of him who is like a god-killing god?

Suddenly, the square was silent, as quiet as deathly, as quiet as if there was no one in the dead of night. People waited with bated breath for a proud teenager to make his final decision.

Wen Jun looked coldly at Liu Gaofeng, who was crawling on the ground like a dead dog, he couldn't believe that the person in front of him was the arrogant, proud, and treacherous Liu Gaofeng. There is a way that poor people must have something to hate, but at this moment, Wen Jun can't hate him.

As time passed, in the midst of this endless torment, a clear woman's voice suddenly sounded in the crowd, and it was full of anger: "Hundred-legged insects, dead but not stiff!" ”

Without looking back, Wen Jun could know who the person who spoke was. I saw Zhou Xiaolei, who was dressed in a police uniform, standing at the front of the crowd with a heroic posture, and her pretty face as delicate as a peach blossom was not angry but mighty. She was deliberately reminding Wen Jun not to be soft-hearted and miss this great opportunity.

Zhou Xiaolei's words were like a sharp pig-killing knife, stabbing Wen Jun's heart of mercy fiercely! Suddenly, like an empowerment, Wen Jun came to his senses, and Liu Gaofeng's past bad deeds appeared in front of his eyes one by one, especially Duan Yanran fell into the "Valley of Death" like a piece of paper, her eyes as clear as autumn water, full of resentment and anger......

To be merciful to one's enemies is to be cruel to oneself!

"Haha...... Liu Gaofeng, is it too late to admit defeat? If we swapped roles, would you go around me? Wen Jun touched the bridge of his straight nose, and finally relented, and said indifferently to Liu Gaofeng, who was like a dead dog, "It's useless to talk more, let's take my life!" ”

Hearing this, Liu Gaofeng's trembling body completely collapsed to the ground, his crotch was hot, and a foul smell poured out, and this guy was scared out of his urine!

Wen Jun's wrist flipped over, and the "Shadowless Sword" was like a dragon swimming out of the sea, carrying a five-meter-long sword qi, emitting a thunderous sound that shook the world; The "Wind Splitting Sword Technique" that reached the peak even protruded from the void at the speed of light, and slashed towards Liu Gaofeng's head with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth changed, the clouds were thick, and the autumn sun, which had just revealed some warmth, hid in the clouds, and the air seemed to become solemn.

At the last moment, an old voice came from the distance: "Leave people under the sword!" The voice was like the roar of the god of thunder, deafening and deafening. In the crowd of onlookers, those who moved quickly hurriedly covered their ear holes, and those who moved slowly were already bleeding from the seven orifices!

Wen Jun was deaf and clear-sighted, so naturally he also heard this thunderous roar, and his heart was stunned, where is this sacred? Judging from his earth-shattering roar, his skill is still above himself! Looking from afar, I saw a gray shadow breaking through the sky, and the speed was unprecedented!

But by this time it was too late. There is a saying: the arrow has to be sent! It is absolutely impossible to recover this angry sword with all your might, otherwise it will cause your own meridians to be broken!

Wen Jun's arm froze, and he withdrew fifty percent of his true qi, but half of his true qi had been urged into the sword qi of the "Shadowless Sword", and naturally slashed towards Liu Fengfeng with the surging sword qi.

It's too late, it's too soon. The gray figure waved its arm, and a domineering aura was natural, and then with lightning speed, it slammed directly into the sword qi of the "Shadowless Sword".

When the sword qi of the "Shadowless Sword" was one meter away from Liu Gaofeng's head, the domineering aura of the gray figure happened to meet it, and the two extremely strong forces collided, letting out a shocking roar.

"Boom!"

Seeing that the smoke was filled, the gray figure broke through the clouds and fog, and stood firmly in front of Liu Gaofeng. I saw him holding a whisk in his hand, wearing a Taoist robe, with kind eyebrows and eyes, and a long beard, it turned out to be a Taoist leader with a fairy wind and bones!

The old Taoist looked at Wen Jun and smiled indifferently: "Young man, what a domineering sword qi!" ”

I said! No matter how domineering the sword qi is, it's not that you have stopped it, are you praising me, or are you boasting about yourself? Wen Jun secretly scolded himself, pretending to be very old-fashioned, touched the bridge of his straight nose, and came and did not be rude: "Each other, the old man's anger should not be underestimated." ”

The old Taoist raised the dust in his hand and said with interest: "Haha...... Little brother is really interesting, I am the Mingde of the Kunlun faction, I don't know what to call you? ”

When he heard the word "Mingde", Liu Gaofeng, who had collapsed on the ground, was surprised and happy for a while, and actually got up from the ground, knelt down in front of Mingde Daoist, grabbed his legs tightly, as if he had caught a support, and cried loudly with tears in his eyes: "Ancestor...... Master Zu, you are ...... The old man finally rushed ...... It's coming. ”

Daoist Mingde didn't even look at him, stared at Wen Jun and asked again, "Little brother, what do you call you?" ”

"Wen Jun." Wen Jun saw that it was Liu Gaofeng's help, and replied angrily.

"Little brother Wenjun, Lao Dao hasn't moved his muscles and bones for a long time. When I saw you today, I couldn't help but have itchy hands. Why don't we have a fight?

Wen Jun glanced at him disdainfully, and said in his heart, what a nest of snakes and rats, the Liu family is hypocritically benevolent, and this old way is also full of kindness. If you want to stand up for the Liu family, just say it, why bother beating around the bush like this.

Wen Jun said proudly: "It's an honor to be able to fight with the old Taoist." ”