Hearing Tian Yu's words, several people nodded like chickens pecking rice.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of a car engine starting, and everyone was stunned, only to see a Maserati suddenly start, the car turned around, and then moved forward suddenly, disappearing at the end of the road in the blink of an eye.

"Wang Xiong, ran away?" Someone said in surprise.

Everyone is friends who come out to play together, and this Wang Xiong is too uninteresting, so he ran away alone.

"Forget it, let's all hurry home." Someone said, and everyone got into their cars.

Only Tian Yu knew why Wang Xiong was in a hurry to run, he was too scared, yes, it was fear that made him run away.

He is different from his own people, they have no grudges with that young man in recent days, and the young man probably won't go out to kill them.

But Wang Xiong is different, he provoked that young man, Tian Yu knows how resentful Wang Xiong is against that liar, presumably the two must have had friction before.

Wang Xiong drove all the way, in addition to being scared at the moment, he also secretly felt glad that the young man was simply not human, and the sword dancing back and forth was simply a life-killing scythe, reaping the lives of those people lightly.

Wang Xiong only felt extremely lucky, fortunately the young man left Temple Street at that time, otherwise he would have met him at that time.

Wang Xiong didn't dare to imagine what kind of fate he would have.

Therefore, Wang Xiong wanted to leave quickly, not only to leave Tianyun Manor, he decided to drive back to the East China Sea directly and leave Mianzhou.

As for Lu Qingrou, he didn't have the courage to think about it anymore, no matter whether that young man had anything to do with Lu Qingrou or not, he was not willing to gamble with his own life.

Qin Nanming's expression was calm and calm, and he let the flying sword fly, only to see red rays surging, harvesting the lives of the disciples of the Sifang Sect.

A group of martial artists looked at the scalp numb, dominating the Sifang Gate in the northwest, and actually let Qin Nanming kill their disciples like this.

It's just that they're a little strange, what about Yu Wencheng, the master of the Sifang Gate?

If he doesn't make a move, the disciples of the Sifang Sect will be killed.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared among the martial artists watching the excitement, and he jumped up, as if a great peng had spread his wings, and suddenly punched Qin Nanming.

"Yuwen City?"

Some people exclaimed, they didn't expect that the master of the dignified Quartet Gate, Yu Wencheng in the late stage of the Martial King level, would be reduced to the point of secretly attacking, and he still sacrificed his disciples in this way.

Yu Wencheng's face was solemn, he had been lurking among these martial artists for a while, and he carefully hid his figure, just for this thunderous blow.

He believed that even if Qin Nanming's strength was also in the late stage of the Martial King level, he would not have time to react.

Just when Yu Wencheng was about to hit Qin Nanming with a punch, the latter suddenly turned around and kicked out directly.

Yu Wencheng's mouth opened slightly, he didn't expect Qin Nanming's reaction to be so fast, how did he know that he had sneak attacked?

Qin Nanming's kick was not a fist kicked at Yu Wencheng, but directly into his abdomen, Yu Wencheng narrowed his eyes, and secretly said that this kid was ready to lose both with him.

The thoughts in his mind rushed like lightning, and in the end, Yu Wencheng was still unwilling to lose both with Qin Nanming, he stopped abruptly in the air, and then withdrew his fist to resist Qin Nanming's kick.

Qin Nanming didn't move like a mountain, Yu Wencheng flew out upside down, his arms were outstretched, his body was like a wild goose, and he fell to the ground lightly, not injured.

Yu Wencheng showed regret on his face, he sacrificed so many disciples, he had been brewing a sneak attack for a long time, he thought that he could kill him with one blow, but who knew that he didn't get the slightest bargain.

"Stop!"

Yu Wencheng stabilized his body and said angrily, seeing that the flying sword had already killed most of his Sifang Sect disciples.

Stop it?

Qin Nanming smiled coldly, the flying sword sped up without warning, those disciples had no power to resist at all, and they were only killed by Qin Nanming's flying sword in fear.

"Bastard! I have lived for more than seventy years, and I have never seen such a cruel demon as you, and if I don't kill you today, I will surely become a scourge! ”

Yu Wencheng was furious and shouted angrily.

"When you have this strength, you are about to go to see the king of Hades, what kind of righteousness is pretending." Qin Nanming shook his head, not taking Yu Wencheng in his eyes at all.

"Boy, do you really think you are invincible in the world? Today, I will eliminate the harm of countless martial arts colleagues and kill you, the brutal demon! Yu Wencheng said righteously, looking at Qin Nanming with fire-filled eyes.

"Long-winded!"

Qin Nanming didn't bother to pay attention to Yu Wencheng, he wanted to play the righteous path messenger Qin Nanming didn't care, becoming a king or defeating a villain, this is a law since ancient times.

What kind of justice and evil is not important at all, the key is that your fists are hard.

Qin Nanming looked at Yu Wencheng coldly, lightning and thunder all around him, making a crackling sound, and lightning wrapped Qin Nanming one after another.

At this time, this young man seemed to be possessed by a god.

Yu Wencheng's face was a little ugly, Qin Nanming's strength was beyond his imagination, the lightning in this body, and the flying sword in the air were beyond his cognition.

He is no longer confident, he is still Qin Nanming's opponent.

"Blue shirt, gray shirt, help me kill the devil quickly!" Yu Wencheng shouted, and he began to panic.

When the blue-shirted elder and the gray-shirted elder heard Yu Wencheng's shout, they immediately rushed over, and Gu Tao tried to stop him, but was stopped by the remaining green-shirted elders.

"No matter how many helpers you call, you won't be able to change your fate!"

At this moment, Qin Nanming's flying sword had already slaughtered all the disciples of the Sifang Sect, and Qin Nanming's divine sense controlled it, directly killing the two elders who rushed over.

"Beware!"

Yu Wencheng shouted, if they lost two more elders, their chances of victory would be even lower.

The two elders in the blue shirt and the gray shirt came back to their senses, they were already at the peak of the middle stage of the Martial King level, they reacted extremely quickly, and they could resist Qin Nanming's flying sword if they were ready.

Qin Nanming's divine sense controlled the flying sword, but his eyes were on Yu Wencheng, a late stage of the martial king level, in his eyes, it was no different from garbage.

Qin Nanming didn't plan to talk to this guy anymore, the arc around him swelled, and he directly killed Yu Wencheng.

Seeing that Qin Nanming's flying sword alone entangled the two elders, Yu Wencheng almost died of anger, but there was no choice but to engage the battle head-on.

Zheng Bingjie stood next to her, looking at the young people in the field with lightning and thunder, her beautiful eyes were embarrassed.

At this moment, Qin Nanming is like a god descending from heaven, and these high-spirited warriors can only look up to him.

Zheng Bingjie knew that in the final analysis, he and Qin Nanming were not all the way, he was too majestic, and he didn't even pay attention to the master of the Sifang Gate.

Zheng Bingjie made up her mind in her heart that only by strengthening the power of the Zheng family could she get closer to this majestic man.