Ling Feng's face was cold, and the battle intent he exuded soared into the sky.

Gongsun Mingyu, as the young pavilion master of the 'Xingchen Pavilion', if someone challenges the majesty of the Xingchen Pavilion, he will naturally not be soft.

The tip of the needle against Mai Mang, the two have not yet fought, but they exude a fierce momentum, which has almost collapsed the space between them.

"Hurry up, the gods fight, mortals suffer!".

In the ring, except for Yan Motian and Elder Xu in black, the rest of the people scattered in a hurry.

The continuous release of spiritual pressure slowly continued to tilt towards Ling Feng's side.

Ling Feng knew very well that his strength was the explosiveness of his body.

If you really want to compete with Gongsun Mingyu in spiritual pressure, you will definitely die.

Thinking about it, gritting his teeth and lifting his breath, the sharp fist blade is like a sharp knife, directly piercing the space.

"Why is this kid's physical strength so strong!".

Gongsun Mingyu's footsteps retreated slightly, and the spiritual pressure disappeared, but Ling Feng took advantage of this kung fu and floated in front of him.

"Yellow Springs Bloodthirsty Curse!".

Ling Feng let out a loud shout, stepped out, and the ring was suddenly full of cracks, and a heavy punch roared.

Before the fist arrived, the fist wind came first, Gongsun Mingyu's face suddenly seemed to be cut by a knife, and his body retreated rapidly, but his hands did not stop, and one defense after another was arranged in front of him.

Ling Feng sneered, like an explosive beast, no matter what moves you make, I only need to blast it with one punch.

"I... I'm not mistaken, Gongsun Mingyu was pressed and beaten?".

"This... Indeed, I read it right, how did this Ling Feng's body be refined! It was like a fierce beast!".

"I think the strength of this body is comparable to the 'Human Yuan Realm'!"

Gongsun Mingyu was secretly annoyed, he used to have an entourage to do everything for him, and he had never done it himself.

But today, with this small retreat, Ling Feng is holding on to it, and the situation is becoming more and more passive.

If it goes on like this, sooner or later it will have to lose, and Xingchen Pavilion can't afford to lose this face.

Gongsun Mingyu thought about it in his heart, but his body rose into the air and looked at Ling Feng with a squint.

"Can you fly, will you?".

Ling Feng was helpless, his fists clenched, and his eyes were slightly closed: "Jiuyou, take me fly!"

In the blink of an eye, Ling Feng's body was wrapped in a cloud of black spiritual power, and it instantly took off.

Yan Motian's eyes contracted, this was Ling Feng's hole card.

It's just that the people below exploded.

Some time ago, Cihang Jingzhai once pointed out that Ling Feng was a spy of the demon clan.

Yan Motian prevaricated.

But today's black spiritual power has already explained a lot of problems.

"Don't doubt it!".

Yan Motian saw everyone's expressions in his eyes, and shouted loudly: "I vouch for the reputation of the king, Ling Feng is definitely not a demon clan's spy!"

"If I lie to you about this, I will curse that I will die in the future and have no place to bury!"

Everyone saw that Yan Motian had already issued such a heavy curse, and things might really be as he said.

But Elder Xu was biting the bullet: "Elder Yan, how can you be sure that Ling Feng is not a demon spy!"

Yan Motian looked sad and said sadly: "Everyone knows that behind the 'Cihang Jingzhai' is the demon Shi Ji Niangniang, Ling Feng dragged her to the death for the sake of the heart of heaven and the human race, but in the end, he accidentally fell into Shi Ji Niangniang's plot, which led to a change in spiritual power!"

"Ling Feng is the hero of Tianxin, and he is the hero of the human race!"

After that, Yan Motian raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Elder Xu, I want to ask, why do you doubt the heroes of the human race!"

"Xingchen Pavilion is not far from Tianxin, Tianxin was in turmoil at that time, where are you?"

"If you do this, it will only chill the hearts of the heroes of the Terrans!".

"Could it be ... Are you the spy sent by the demons to divide the human race?".

Yan Motian has always been a representative of loyalty and justice in the Xingchen Pavilion.

Elder Xu never expected that Yan Motian would make such a face, black can be said to be white, and he wanted to do it, but he caught a glimpse of the angry expressions of the people below, and he couldn't help but 'chuckle' in his heart.

As a monarch, Yan Motian has been in charge of Tianxin for many years, and when it comes to credibility, everyone below naturally believes him, and at this time, he opened his mouth to defend Ling Feng, basically affirming Ling Feng's identity.

Elder Xu knew that if he kept pestering, he would definitely be angry.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

Elder Xu arched his hand: "It's the old man who lost his words!"

Yan Motian said with a straight face: "Elder Xu, the old man didn't dare to expect Ling Feng to be affirmed by you big people. However, I also beg you to spare him, the hero of the Terrans, okay!".

After speaking, Yan Motian knelt in the ring.

"Damn. This Star Pavilion is really a bully!".

"That is, when the demons came to attack, they didn't see them, and the demons retreated, but they came out to show off their might!"

"I can't bear it, if we don't work together now, I can't guarantee that we will be treated unfairly in the future!"

People are always like this, hypocritical, and will do anything to achieve their goals.

People are always like this, they like heroes, they worship heroes.

People are always like this, blindly following, and everyone follows the clouds.

People are always like this, in the face of strong enemies, they will always have an involuntary heart, and the crisis will be resolved, but they always have their own small calculations.

Yan Motian is taking advantage of these points to arrange henchmen and play the weak.

Is it despicable? despicable is despicable, Yan Motian doesn't care, as long as he can fight for a glimmer of life, as long as he can keep Ling Feng, as long as he can continue to contribute to the human race.

Even if he goes to hell, Yan Motian will not hesitate to do it.

In mid-air, Gongsun Mingyu looked at Ling Feng who was covered in black spiritual power, the spirit general cultivation could actually be suspended in the air, if by this time, he still didn't realize that Ling Feng was weird, then Gongsun Mingyu was really sorry for his identity.

Thirty-six strategies, go for the best policy.

Gongsun Mingyu wanted to escape, but his face was pale.

He found that his body could not move at all.

For the first time, he felt the breath of death.

"You did it!".

Ling Feng nodded: "Today next year, I will remember you, if it weren't for you, I might still be a little ignorant!"

After speaking, Ling Feng's body shook slightly, and his hammer-like fist slashed down in the air...

"No!".

Elder Xu's eyes were red, and his spiritual power was like an erupting volcano, Ling Feng snorted and stepped back.

Ling Feng looked at the back of Elder Xu who was holding Gongsun Mingyu thoughtfully.

"External forces are external forces after all!".

。。。。。。

In today's battle, Yan Motian saw the flamboyant and domineering Ling Feng for the first time.

I don't know why, I suddenly felt a feeling of distress.

Ling Feng's past he knew, from the first time he saw Ling Feng, he could feel that Ling Feng's performance was not the real him.

He has been pretending and suppressing himself.

The reason for this is nothing more than that the cultivation is not enough, and you can only keep your head in obscurity.

But now, Ling Feng has been completely released and returned to his true nature.

Although Yan Motian didn't know if this was a rebound that he suppressed to the extreme, or if he seemed to have an understanding.

It was only at this moment that Yan Motian did not stop what Ling Feng had done.

As soon as Ling Feng was in the same camp as him, Yan Motian naturally had no reason to stop him.

Second, Yan Motian felt that he had a sense of a gambler's singleness at this time, as if he had put everything aside to gamble wildly.

If you win, you will completely turn over, and if you lose, it will be a big deal to go to hell.

From the moment Xingchen Pavilion sent out the law enforcement team, Yan Motian already understood that he had already been on the death list.

In that case, what do you care?

After a few breaths, Ling Feng looked down indifferently, and everyone stood with their heads down, and they all had a thought.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings!