I don't care about you!

Fu Qingshan was stunned for a while, as if he couldn't figure out the meaning of this sentence for a while, and even the people around him were stunned.

After a while, Fu Qingshan's face was expressionless, and he motioned for everyone to get out of the way, and then no longer gave Xu Feng Zhenyuan time to recover, he wanted to kill this dangerous teenager with his own hands. Because this son is too dangerous for him.

With a wave of the Dao sword in his hand, a slaughtering intent struck at Xu Feng.

If Fu Qingshan was a disciple of the Burning Star Tower, or if he had watched the battle in the martial arts arena of the Burning Star Tower, he would definitely not give Xu Feng a chance to breathe, but would not stop for a moment, slashing with a sword.

However, Fu Qingshan is not a disciple of the Burning Star Tower, and he has never watched the battle in the martial arts arena, and even more because Fu Qingshan is the vain and hypocritical Fu Qingshan.

The last words that had been prepared for several months, and he had to show his benevolence and demeanor as the head disciple of the Sword Sect before Xu Feng died, was a must-say for Fu Qingshan.

Perhaps, this is the fate, the life of this kind of person.

With the exit of the four words "fuck you", the invisible breath on the black sword, like a black flame, suddenly entered Xu Feng's body along Xu Feng's right arm.

Xu Feng, whose breath was originally languishing to the extreme, let out a terrible howl towards the night sky like the demon clan had gone berserk.

The disciples who had gathered in front of them, ready to reap the fruits of victory, were shocked and retreated.

Xu Feng's breath skyrocketed instantly, and within half a zhang of the surroundings, the fine dust on the ground was silently blowing, and the cheering general swirled around Xu Feng's body, and the young man who looked thin seemed to be countless times taller in an instant.

The crazy breath did not stop, and even directly exceeded Xu Feng's killing intent at the time of the first battle, and under the night, Xu Feng's black and white eyes were as black as ink.

Yes!

The black sword burst out, and Xu Feng was like a butcher, swinging his sword and slashing his head for a moment, and re-entering the crowd.

"Kill him, this kid is crazy, he must have moved the evil spirit of the Heavenly Demon Strategy of the Immortal Soul Gate!" Fu Qingshan said in a deep voice, but he was not afraid, the thundering sword rose in the air, and he went to meet the disciples together.

The flying figures, the vertical and horizontal swords, left mottled shadows on the earthen walls on the periphery of the alley, and occasionally a few blood stains splashed out and fell on the earthen walls, making those mottled shadows appear thicker and thicker.

Xu Feng lowered his head, his ice-cold eyes fell on the sword in his hand, his long hair was scattered, no one could see his expression, like a killing beast, swaying in the middle of the crowd, narrowing the distance between him and Jiang Liao little by little.

Ding, bang, the sword and the true yuan bombarded up, Xu Feng took a few steps back, without caring about the injuries on his body, the black sword drew an arc around his body, and accurately landed on the forehead of an enemy.

The blood line stretched straight down the forehead, dividing the man's face in half, and the plasma and brain burst out in the next moment, blowing up all around.

Under Xu Feng's sword, there is no room left, every sword is a kill, a serious and meticulous kill, a ruthless kill.

Under the siege of everyone, the most suitable swordsmanship is either to smash a large area violently, or it is the most effective kill, Xu Feng unconsciously chose the latter, because the true yuan in the secluded mansion is close to the point of running out of oil and lamps.

Jiang Liao still didn't stop a step, but his speed was getting slower and slower, slower and slower, and the black staff in his hand also had a hint of sluggishness, which brought a good opportunity to several masters.

Those swords slashed across Jiang Liao's tall body, tearing his clothes, deep blood, and pressing his clothes into the flesh and blood, maybe it was because of Jiang Liao's rough skin, maybe he just intended to relax his guard in the place where it mattered, in exchange for the next cross blow infused with his whole body.

Two more people were repelled by the black staff, but this time they were not blown away, let alone pay attention, and found that the force on the terrifying black staff was much lighter.

After being repelled from Zhangyu Courtyard, the two who fell to the ground glanced at each other, and their information about each other increased greatly. With both hands on the ground, his body rose in the air, and in the midst of wild shouts, even people with knives smashed at Jiang Liao again.

Jiang Liao's thick face did not have a trace of expression, and a trace of contempt flashed in his heart.

From the first step, Jiang Liao did not make a single move, he did it with all his might, and the opponent who smashed it spurted blood and flew wildly, but among powerful cultivators, Zhenyuan also had moments of consumption.

The one hundred and forty-seven steps taken out, each step was a hard fight, and when he was about to reach his limit, Jiang Liao was no longer so realistic.

With the move just now, the strength used six points, so that Jiang Liao got a chance to breathe, and laid a chance for the next step.

Looking at the five or six enemies who rushed in the middle of the plan, Jiang Liao took a deep breath of the night wind, and the domineering True Yuan was suddenly poured under the black staff, and the wind howled, and those disciples were still three feet away from him, and their expressions changed suddenly.

A few extremely violent explosions of vigorous qi exploded, and those disciples flew out like kites with broken strings, and one or two smashed down the earthen wall, bringing up dust in the sky.

Taking advantage of the defeated people, Jiang Liao's tall body instantly became lighter, and it was no longer the calm pace of Fang Cai, the dragon and tiger stride, and directly rushed forward half a zhang away.

This is Jiang Liao's temperament, he looks honest on the surface, but he is extremely shrewd in his heart, but he will not show this shrewdness, not deliberately hidden, but will not show it at all.

"This person is cheating, everyone be careful!" a disciple who seemed to be experienced shouted, with a shake of his long sword.

"Lao Tzu's true yuan, how to make it, of course Lao Tzu has the final say, how can it be considered fraud!" Jiang Liao said in his heart.

Many of the disciples of these besieging sects are young children who have just entered the killing field, looking at Jiang Liao with an honest face and one blow at a time, they will think that there is such a danger as one virtual and one real.

"Sure enough, it's the thief with Xu Feng, it's extremely sinister, kill him!" the disciples screamed.

Jiang Liao was stunned in his heart: Being surrounded and killed by others, and using some means to fight back, can also be called evil! Is it possible to stand still and be dismembered by your knives to be called good people! Xu Feng is indeed right, these disciples are either deliberately bad people, or intentional fools, and they deserve it!

The anger in his heart slammed up, and he smashed out with another cane and took a step.

This rod is also sturdy, those disciples watched left and right, and couldn't touch Jiang Liao's doorway for a while, each disciple stepped forward alone, no one could support Jiang Liao's violent true yuan, everyone went up together, and they had different hearts, no one knew which one was true and which one was just a light temptation.

On the roof of a room dozens of feet away, Baili Yingyang was dressed in black and stood with his hands in his hands. Looking at the many disciples who had been killed into a pot of porridge, he secretly shook his head.

From the entrance of the Lijiazhuang Tavern, they have been killing to the north, and now they have a distance of nearly 100 zhang, and these disciples have not stopped the momentum of Xu Feng and the others to break north.

When did the Immortal Sword Sect become so weak that it was so difficult to kill two teenagers from the Apocalypse Realm.

Thinking that he had also signed the strangulation order and drawn the charge, although he was not willing, the document had spread throughout Lingnan.

If you don't kill Xu Feng, you won't be able to get over your face. Baili Ying Yang thought, unconsciously took steps in the air, stepped into the air, and stepped on dozens of roofs in an instant.

The eagle's eyes flashed, and the eagle snapped in the night sky.

A sharp eagle cry suddenly sounded in the sea of consciousness of everyone present, and several light purple true yuan fell towards Xu Feng's chest from a few zhang away.

Baili Yingyang is confident that this grasp will directly sentence Xu Feng to death, not to mention the peak of the apocalypse, even the Golden Stone Realm will not escape death.

However, as soon as he made a move, he felt that the breath of heaven and earth had changed somewhat, and a clear breeze swept across the roof, and then, a sword qi was as fast as lightning across a distance of a hundred zhang, and met his true yuan in the air.

Wei Xiao smiled and came against the wind, and the slightly wide gray robe fluttered in the night sky without wind.

"Wei Xiao, you can't shield Lingnan sinners!"

"Elder Baili, Wei is not only trying to shield him, but also to be an accomplice. "The senior brother replied without being salty.

Baili Yingyang only knew that the senior brother of the Martial Arts Sect was a cultivation genius, and he had met a few times on various occasions, but he just nodded his head, but he didn't expect that this person's words were so mean, and he had the potential to fight against him.

"It's just a disciple of the other sect of the Burning Star Tower, he is so rampant, he doesn't even take the Immortal Sword Sect in his eyes, let you be a new Creation God Realm, so what. Baili Ying raised his true anger and said with a horizontal eyebrow.