Everyone was still in shock, they couldn't imagine that the people from the upper country, who were still arrogant and invincible before, would die in the blink of an eye. It can be said that Ling Feng killed the old man at the peak level of the Nirvana Realm with only one move.

How terrifying is this kind of strength? Although he is suspected of cheating, and he also uses the artifact of the Red Star Source, no matter how you argue, these methods belong to a kind of strength.

In other words, the young boy in front of him has the strength to kill a strong man at the peak of the Nirvana Realm!

At this moment, Ling Feng was like a killing god, with the terrifying Red Star Source wrapped around his arm, covered in blood, looking down on the heroes, looking quite domineering and arrogant. His inky eyes radiated a fierce light, revealing a vicious aura.

Hiss~~

Looking at the long figure in mid-air, everyone's faces became quite exciting, and at the same time, the greed in their eyes gradually disappeared. Instead, there is a sense of awe and fear.

Even the elders of the upper country who had cultivated at the peak of the Nirvana Realm were not Ling Feng's opponents, what did they use to compete with the young man, and what did they use to fight for divine objects?

Under Ling Feng's drink, everyone was silent, and they didn't even dare to breathe loudly, for fear of being remembered by the other party. At the same time, their eyes kept scanning in other directions, searching for the white shadow.

However, Ling Feng's words were not to ask them, but to the little demon. Obviously, the little demon ignored Xue'er, which made Ling Feng feel quite unhappy.

"Uh......" The little demon was a little embarrassed, knowing that he was at a loss, he didn't refute it, and then he seemed to sense something, and spoke again, "In He Xiufen's hands!"

As soon as the words fell, He Xiufen's figure suddenly appeared in the corner of the main hall. I saw that his palm was directly pinched on Bai Xue'er's neck, and at the same time pushed Bai Xue'er out. stared at Ling Feng with a calm face, and spit out a voice: "Ling Feng, if you want to save this little girl, just give the Falling Flower Sword to Ben Shao, otherwise, she will only die!"

As he spoke, his palm was slightly forced, pinching Bai Xue'er breathlessly, and her face turned pale. It's just that there is a subtle hint of fear in the depths of his eyes. Obviously, he had also seen the scene where Ling Feng had shown his might and killed the old man before, so he was quite jealous of Ling Feng.

He Xiufen stopped from Ling Feng and shouted.

"He Xiufen, I didn't expect you to be so bold, you really shouldn't have been wasted in the first place!" Ling Feng's face was extremely cold, he was threatened twice in one day, which had already raised an incomparably strong urge to kill people in his heart.

Hearing this, the corners of He Xiufen's mouth twitched, as if she was afraid. But when his gaze fell on the fallen flower sword inserted in the statue again, that trace of fear disappeared completely.

He looked at Ling Feng and almost roared: "The Falling Flower Sword should have belonged to me, but it was just that old thing changed in the middle of the way, otherwise why would there be so many things!"

"Even if it's given to you, you can't take it with you!" Ling Feng spoke again, as if with a warning meaning.

"Don't talk nonsense, you bring it, Ben Shao naturally has a way to leave!" He Xiufen shouted again, her eyes were red, and she looked crazy. The spiritual power in his palm moved, and he pinched Bai Xue'er's neck fiercely again.

"Ahem......" Bai Xue'er's face turned extremely pale, and she couldn't help coughing a few times, and tears flowed out. She looked at Ling Feng with big teary eyes, as if she was begging for help.

Ling Feng felt a pain in his heart, his killing intent surged, and immediately with a move in his palm, the falling flower sword burst out and appeared in the palm of his hand. He shouted angrily: "Stop, the Falling Flower Sword can be given to you, release the person first!"

He Xiufen put away his spiritual power at this time, but it was impossible for him to release him first. He looked at Ling Feng like a fool, and there was obviously a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help but say, "Do you think Ben Shao is a fool, will you still give the sword if you release someone?"

"What do you want?" Ling Feng's eyes widened angrily, and he did not hide the killing intent in his heart. At the same time, the vast spiritual power poured directly into the Falling Flower Sword, causing the sword body to burst out with brilliant light, and the sword aura was fierce.

Feeling Ling Feng's strong killing intent, He Xiufen finally had a clear fear on her face. The corners of his mouth moved, and he said loudly: "You give me the sword first, and I will naturally release the person after I get the sword!"

He didn't dare to open his mouth and close his mouth anymore, for fear that Ling Feng would rush over desperately under the anger of Ling Feng, and then the gains would outweigh the losses.

"Well, if you don't keep your promise, you'll die a miserable death!" Ling Feng gritted his teeth. At the same time, the palm of his hand pushed forward, and the falling flower sword burst out.

Scold~~

The sword body shook, and it directly turned into a burst of light and shadow, and immediately stopped beside He Xiufen, making a crisp humming sound.

He Xiufen's eyes lit up, and she directly snatched the sword and retreated outside the gate to let Bai Xue'er go. There was excitement in his eyes, and he played with the falling flower sword a few times, and then he was satisfied: "Thank you for the sword!"

"No thanks!" Ling Feng Yin said. As soon as the words fell, He Xiufen took out an escape sigil and was about to flee, but unexpectedly, the falling flower sword suddenly burst out with brilliant light, violently broke free from his restraints, and then pierced directly through his chest.

The powerful sword qi surged out, making He Xiufen's viscera ruthlessly bright. There was a touch of horror on his beautiful face, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and he only felt cold when he looked at Ling Feng with a cold face.

Then, a desperate smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he slowly fell to the ground, losing his breath.

With a little bit of blood, the Falling Flower Sword reappeared in Ling Feng's palm. Ling Feng looked at He Xiufen's corpse coldly, and spit out a voice: "I said that I would die a miserable death!"

As he spoke, he directly took Bai Xue'er's hand and walked outside the hall by himself. Halfway through, with a move in the palm of his hand, he took the escape charm.

Even if she was as kind as Bai Xue'er, looking at He Xiufen's cold corpse, there was no sympathy in her eyes, but a look of hatred.

She held Ling Feng's hand tightly, her face was full of warmth, and she spit out a playful voice, as if she had forgotten her fear: "Thank you big brother for saving me several times!"

"Why don't you stay in Xuefeng well, why are you running out!" Ling Feng touched Xue'er's little head and reproached.

Bai Xue'er smiled, like a snow lotus in full bloom, and she said, "People know that the big brother will come, so they want to help!"

Ling Feng was speechless, and couldn't help but sarcastically: "It's a pity, it's all a disservice!"

"What's the matter, at least someone took out the falling flower sword!" As soon as the words fell, Bai Xue'er couldn't help but have an embarrassed look on her face. When I took out the sword, it seems that it was just one more trouble!

In the eyes of everyone, a teenager and a girl walked in the sky as if no one was around. It's not a brother and sister, it's like a brother and sister, and this scene is extremely warm.

In the depths of their memories, they seem to have had such a nostalgic time. At this moment, looking at the two figures that were gradually moving away, and listening to the words that gradually faded, they actually forgot about the killing for a short time and forgot the purpose of coming.

(End of chapter)