"Spare your life?"

Ling Feng smiled lightly.

Click!

In the desperate eyes of the young man surnamed Tang, Ling Feng crushed his throat.

The body was thrown aside.

Ling Feng clapped his hands: "I said, you all have to die today." ”

His eyes fell on the three young men.

Ling Feng simply and neatly solved the young man surnamed Tang, and he didn't seem to be afraid at all.

But the three young men were a little frightened and took two steps back.

However, one of the skinny young men made a move: "I don't believe it, can your strength be stronger than mine?"

Whoosh! The thin young man burst out with lightning, and the sword in his hand fell.

"A sword in the air!"

The sword qi slashed out horizontally, and the mountains of the heavenly moat could also be cut through with a single sword.

This young man, his swordsmanship is not bad, but his strength is too weak.

Eight-star realm, how can it be Ling Feng's opponent.

There was a scream, and it stopped abruptly.

Ling Feng showed his figure.

The thin young man couldn't see his shadow, but he was photographed in the ground, and he lost his breath.

Ling Feng's gaze fell on the remaining two youths.

"Young Sect Master!"

The two looked at a pit in front of them, revealing black hair with a little bit of red earth, stunned for a moment, and then their faces changed greatly, they no longer dared to face Ling Feng's encirclement, like lightning, they ran behind Yan Mosheng, the two looked at Ling Feng with a frightened face, they were not much stronger than the young man who had just died.

Ling Feng could slap them to death, and that would slap them to death in the same way.

"Heavenly Realm powerhouse!"

The two young men's mouths trembled slightly.

Definitely a Heavenly Realm powerhouse.

If it weren't for the Heavenly Realm, it wouldn't have such a strong strength.

I can't figure it out, this young person looked no different from ordinary people before, but his realm was ridiculously high.

"You killed me again. ”

Yan Mosheng's pupils shrank, and his eyes were surprised, angry, and full of murderous intent.

Just now, I was a little careless, thinking that Senior Brother Yang could defeat Ling Feng, even if he couldn't, he wouldn't be defeated so quickly, but now he was not defeated, he was killed by one move.

This kind of strength is also only possessed by the powerhouses of the Heavenly Realm.

But until now, he hadn't clearly sensed Ling Feng's strength.

The speed of Ling Feng's attack was too fast, and his breath often flashed away, and there was no way to sense the cultivation at all.

"As I said, you're all going to die. ”

Ling Feng laughed.

The next moment, he moved again!

This set of footwork, he also practiced it often, he had already reached the realm of Dacheng, and he showed it without a trace, difficult to fathom, like a ghost, difficult to catch his footsteps, and he moved towards the remaining two young people.

This time, Yan Mosheng was prepared, and said angrily: "If you want to kill my person again, then I, the young master, don't have to do it." ”

Yan Mosheng slammed towards Ling Feng, a punch fell like a mountain, and the bursting fist completely enveloped Ling Feng.

It is not a loss to be a powerhouse of the four-star heavenly realm, as soon as he punches out, he exudes energy, and the ground seems to have set off a gust of wind, flying sand and stones, and leaves one after another.

But at this time, Ling Feng didn't plan to make a move on Yan Mo.

The footwork was at a strange angle, and he quickly dodged the punch.

And he has already arrived in front of a young man.

Ling Feng fell with a palm.

"No!"

The young man screamed in horror.

It's useless, following in the footsteps of the first two.

Ling Feng locked on to the last youth.

"Young master, save me!"

One of the remaining youths screamed in terror and ran away.

Yan Mosheng was furious.

He didn't stop Ling Feng's footsteps.

The ghostly stride was the most magical he'd ever seen.

"Look for death!"

Yan Mo's hand chased after him again, boom, boom, boom,

Every punch is a shocking punch.

It's hard for anyone to take it.

It's a pity that Ling Feng still dodged it, no matter how fierce the attack was, it didn't hurt him in the slightest.

And Ling Feng has already arrived at the last young man's side.

"Spare your life!"

Ling Feng ignored it.

A palm fell, and in addition to Yan Mosheng, the last young man also died.

Ling Feng only stopped at this time.

Surprisingly, Yan Mosheng also stopped.

Ling Feng moved his hand several times, and he also sensed something, and bursts of terrifying power emanated from his body, making him feel that the young man in front of him did not seem to be weaker than himself.

It was a terrible discovery.

"Who the hell are you?"

Yan Mosheng's gaze locked tightly.

"Me?"

Ling Feng smiled:

"You don't need to know this, you just need to know that if you think about Hongxue, you will think about me, such a person has no way to live. ”

"You still want to kill me?"

Yan Mosheng sneered:

"I can't see your cultivation clearly, but your breath makes me jealous, then there is only one possibility, it is already a five-star heavenly realm, this is indeed powerful, but you want me to kill me, I am afraid that it is impossible. ”

Yan Mosheng shook his head: "This time I miscalculated, I didn't expect you to be young, but your realm is very high, kill my four young powerhouses in Qimen, the loss is very great, originally, you do this, if I tell my father, he will definitely not let you go, but I want to forget this matter, this matter will end here, just treat it as if it never happened, what do you think?"

Yan Mosheng wants to calm things down.

Ling Feng smiled and said, "I said, you want to die." ”

Ling Feng stopped talking, brush!

Dragon Walk!

Ling Feng swept towards Yan Mosheng, it was a punch.

Raging God Fist!

Just now, when Ling Feng dealt with a few young people surnamed Tang, he didn't even use a tenth of his strength.

Not at all.

And now he's using thirty percent of his power.

Even if he had thirty percent of his strength, Yan Mosheng of the Four-Star Heavenly Realm would not be able to take it.

Ling Feng is now a fifth-level mad dragon, and the six-star heavenly realm is not his opponent, and the seven-star heavenly realm can also fight in the case of turning into a dragon.

When this punch was struck, the violent energy, a nearby tree was like a wind and rain, and it could break or uproot at any time.

Facing this punch, Yan Mosheng's face changed wildly.

"How is that possible?"

That destructive energy, Yan Mosheng knew that he would never be able to take it.

But he had to take it, or he would be killed by this punch.

"A punch from the emperor!"

In the realm of roaring, Yan Mosheng tried his best to resist with a punch.

Boom! Two fists exploded in the air, and the two of them hugged the thick tree, and under the impact of the shattering fists, they exploded, and the sawdust powder flew.

Bang! Yan Mo flew ten meters away, hit the ground heavily, and vomited blood from his mouth.

Under one punch, he was seriously injured.

Ling Feng stood still, unharmed.

Clapped his hands, walked over, and looked down at the people on the ground: "Yan Mosheng, what do you think?"

"Who the hell are you?"

Yan Mosheng was horrified.

Ling Feng was much stronger than he expected.

Although he was much stronger than Senior Brother Tang, he was still vulnerable in front of Ling Feng.

If the other party wants to kill himself, it is as easy as a finger.

Moreover, Ling Feng really wanted to kill him.

"You can't kill me, my father won't spare you. ”

A panicked look flashed in Yan Mosheng's eyes.

(End of chapter)