Although Wang Yuyan's voice was not much, it made many people present hear it clearly, and for a while, almost everyone looked at Wang Yuyan's side, and there was more or less a trace of anger in their eyes.

Let's not talk about who this woman is, just her words caused the disgust of many people present.

In this place, every man has his own sense of honor, and this special sense of honor belonging to men is allowed to be blasphemed by such a woman?

However, soon, Sang Soul and Wen Yunqing behind Wang Yuyan attracted everyone's attention, directly covering up the public outrage caused by Wang Yuyan's words just now.

After all, the shapes of Sang Soul and Wen Yunqing are too different.

One has a face full of scars and a hideous face, and the other is dressed in black clothes and black hair, holding a black umbrella, and the whole person seems to be coming to mourn.

The three of them stepped into the boxing ring, although they didn't say too much, but the bad aura exuded by the three of them made people feel very uncomfortable.

Liu Dong and Duan Fei are both old rivers and lakes, they looked at each other, and then Duan Fei understood Liu Dong's meaning and walked towards Wang Yuyan and the three of them.

"Three, who are you, now our boxing stadium is not open, if you want to come here to consume, after seven o'clock."

Before figuring out the origins of these three people, Duan Fei's tone of voice was relatively polite.

However, at this time, the Sang Soul over there still couldn't hold back the itching of his hands, and golden silk threads shot out from his palms and shoulders, instantly shooting towards Duan Fei's side.

"Mulberry Soul."

Wang Yuyan screamed, and Sang Soul changed the trajectory of the silk thread's movement, the silk thread wrapped around Duan Fei's body, pulling him over at once, and then retracted the thread, and choked Duan Fei's neck.

The audience was shocked, this scene was as if it was magic.

Two seconds later, Liu Dong and the others all reacted, and for a while, everyone's faces were full of anger.

"Fuck, what do you want to do? Hurry up and release Feige. ”

"Cao, who are you, you dare to come here to make trouble, do you know what kind of place this is?"

"Long hair, do you want to die, hurry up and release Brother Fei, otherwise your body will be broken into ten thousand pieces."

For a while, all kinds of voices were in full swing, this group of people was not a good stubble, and some people had even begun to draw out various weapons from the bottom of the ring and hold them in their hands.

Duan Fei was pinched by Sang Soul's neck, and he had a feeling of being out of breath, it was the first time he had personally witnessed the strength of such a master, much stronger than Yang Xu, the strongest of them here.

"This young lady, my Liu, doesn't seem to have any enmity with you, what do you mean?"

Liu Dong's face also looked very gloomy at this time, and said, "Immediately let your subordinates let go of my brother, otherwise." ”

"How else?"

Wang Yuyan grinned and said, "What annoys me the most is that someone threatens me. ”

"Originally, I didn't come here with the intention of killing anyone, but now, I'm very unhappy."

"What?"

Liu Dong's face changed, and in the next second, he was like falling into an ice cave.

Hearing only a click, Duan Fei was like a chicken with no power to restrain his hands, and his neck was crushed by Sang Soul.

Sang Soul let go, and Duan Fei's whole person softened and fell to the ground.

This scene happened so suddenly, so suddenly that many people hadn't reacted to what was going on, and over there, Duan Fei was already lying on the ground, losing his breath.

"Duan Fei."

Liu Dong's eyes widened, the whole person was stupid, he didn't expect that the other party would be so direct and kill his brother without saying a word.

This... But Liu Dong was born and died with him for more than ten years.

In an instant, Liu Dong's eyes were blood-red, and his face was full of hideousness.

"Grass your mother, kill them, kill them for Lao Tzu."

Liu Dong roared heartbreakingly, and behind, a large number of Liu clan members rushed up towards Wang Yuyan and the three of them with weapons.

Subconsciously, Sang Soul wanted to use his golden thread again, but Wang Yuyan hurriedly said: "Don't be too high-profile, be low-key." ”

"Okay."

Sang Soul answered, his voice hoarse and gloomy, as if his voice had been broken, like the voice of a devil from hell.

He was very obedient, and did not use the golden thread, but clenched the thin fist, like a gust of wind, and rushed towards the large group of Liu clan members opposite.

The black figure kept passing around these members of the Liu family, and the speed was extremely fast, and the Sang soul was really like a ghost, and everywhere he went, there was a wailing all over the field.

It took only ten seconds before and after, and after walking back and forth, Sang Soul returned to the same place, while Liu Dong's subordinates over there fell a large number.

In front of the masters of internal strength, ordinary Jianghu personnel like Liu Dong are indeed no different from ordinary cabbage.

Even the practice of only hurting people but not killing people like Sang Soul will make him feel very cheap.

"Y-fuck you."

As an old Jianghu, Liu Dong has never seen any kind of wind and waves, but at this time, he was still deeply frightened, and the strength shown by the long-haired man holding a black umbrella in front of him was really terrifying.

Even unheard of.

Is this still human?

Watching his brothers fall one by one, Liu Dong was naturally terrified, he picked up a mountain knife from the side, roared, and rushed towards Sang Soul's side.

On the second floor, there were bursts of stray dogs barking, and then a figure jumped down from the second floor, and then came to Liu Dong's side at a very fast speed.

Yang Xu's whole face was also very serious at this time, and he could see everything that happened just now clearly when he stood on the second floor.

Duan Fei died too suddenly, and he didn't have time to come down to stop it, so he didn't plan to do it as soon as possible, but planned to continue to stay on the second floor and see the path of this Sang Soul clearly.

But what Yang Xu saw next made him feel horrified.

His mind subconsciously echoed the picture of the first duel with Ye Feng, at the most critical time, he was directly blasted away by Ye Feng with a mysterious force, and now the path of this Sang Soul is the same as that of Ye Feng at that time.

Yang Xu had already expected that he was not the opponent of this Sang Soul, but he couldn't sit still any longer, because in the next second, Liu Dong might lose his life.

Yang Xu grabbed Liu Dong, who was about to rush forward, and his deep and bright eyes were locked on Sang Soul's body.

On the blade of the boning knife, there was a burst of coldness, Yang Xu cherished the words like gold, and said: "Stand down, let me come." ”