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No one dared to stop it, the corpse of Scarface was drenched in blood, this is the lesson of death.

In Ningyi City, a rich and noble son was lying on a chair covered with mink fur, touching his round belly with one hand and playing with his charming concubine with the other.

He was originally playing with the concubine, laughing uncontrollably in the voice of the concubine, and having a lot of fun.

However, the smile on his face froze after one of the attendants walked into the room.

"Tang Feng, the son of the desolate world?"

Qin Lingdao laughed fiercely, and with a force of his fat palm, he crushed the head of the concubine in his arms.

"I don't care who you are, since you have come to my Guangwu King Land, you have to coil it for me, and you have to lie down for me if it is a tiger. ”

He casually threw the maid's corpse aside, stretched out his tongue and licked the blood stains off his hands, looking very happy.

"The little lady of the Qinglou is also here, which is good news. ”

Qin Lingdao glanced at the cocking of his crotch, smiled evilly and called a maid and tore his clothes on the spot.

......

With the sword and sword that Tang Feng first entered the territory of King Guangwu, there was no obstacle to the trip after that, but Tang Feng and the others knew that this was the calm before the storm.

Entering Ningyi City, after settling up in an inn, Tang Feng took Ning Xiaomei and the sloppy old man to a very famous theater in the city.

On the stage, the oblique screen is half leaning, the light and shadow are long, the heavy color vermilion lacquer, the painting is mottled, but it is a farce of drunken gold fans, there is a person wearing red clothes, dyed with red dust, which is particularly eye-catching.

"The flowers are tactful, the tune is old, and the clothes and temples can't hide their sighs, this song is really good. ”

Ning Xiaomei's mood was infected, and her eyebrows and eyes drooped.

The sloppy old man was unmoved, just kept stuffing food into his mouth, like a person like him who had gone through the red dust early, his own script was much more exciting than this one.

Tang Feng ate a piece of pastry, was silent, and just quietly pressed the hilt of the sword of the river crosser.

At the same time, a young man in a fancy costume shook one step at a time, and magnificently swept away the person on the seat beside Tang Feng, and then sat down heavily.

"The girl likes this play?"

Qin Lingdao leaned in front of Ning Xiaomei with a fat face and asked with a smile.

Ning Xiaomei's face turned cold, and she replied indifferently: "I originally liked it, but now I don't like it." ”

Qin Lingdao nodded and said, "Since the girl doesn't like it anymore, then this play has no meaning." ”

As he spoke, as soon as his fat palm was raised, a huge bare palm pressed against the stage.

"All things in heaven and earth, existence is reasonable. ”

Tang Feng put down the wine glass in his hand, and a drop of wine spilled out, and suddenly burst out with a sharp sword light, slashing towards the light palm.

"If I say that his existence is meaningless, then it will naturally be meaningless. ”

Qin Lingdao snorted coldly, and that bare palm couldn't help but condense a few points, exuding the terrifying fluctuations of the Nine Grades of the Soul Realm.

Tang Feng was joyless and carefree, blowing out in one breath, the light was blazing, like a heavenly knife, with the potential of cutting off the heavens.

Bang.

With a muffled sound, all the objects on the stage were intact, only the scattered light palm turned into a rain of light, which was quite gorgeous and beautiful.

Qin Lingdao lost, his face suddenly became ugly and hideous, and he said:

"This prince wants to come to Ningyi City to be a dragon crossing the river?"

As he spoke, in the shadows behind him, an old man in gray walked out, his face was withered, and the severed spear on his back was particularly eye-catching.

Broken spear in northern Xinjiang, Jiang Baishan.

Tang Feng quietly glanced at Jiang Baishan, who was known as the number one spear master in the northern part of Yun Qin, and his cultivation had already surpassed the Source Realm, and he was regarded as Qin Lingdao's biggest hole card.

He flicked the bronze wine bottle and said with a smile: "The dragon crossing the river is a little boring, why don't you be the merry Jianghu lang who has a dragon to kill the dragon?"

The three taels of horizontal flesh on Qin Lingdao's face trembled, and he said coldly: "How can Jiaolong be so easy to kill, I am afraid that Gongzi will not succeed in slaying the dragon, but he will lose himself." ”

Tang Feng smiled indifferently and said, "Whether you lose it or not, that's my own business." ”

"Then I'd like to see how you killed Jiaolong, Childe. ”

Qin Lingdao smiled, pretending to inadvertently knock down the wine glass on the table.

Bang dang.

The bronze wine bottle rolled far away on the ground, and the aroma of wine filled the space.

It's just that there were no other sounds, and the smile on Qin Lingdao's face couldn't help but freeze.

He brought 800 elite soldiers here, how could he not let out a single fart after hearing his signal?

"Childe is waiting for someone?"

Tang Feng looked at Qin Lingdao with interest, the elite soldiers in the Land of Glory, compared to the Great Wilderness Horse, it was really not as good as shit.

Even if it's a hundred against eight hundred?

"You dare to use a sword in my light martial arts?"

Qin Ling Dao was furious, and he no longer pretended to be ignorant of Tang Feng, and his eyes spewed fire.

Tang Feng smiled and asked rhetorically, "Why don't you dare?"

He just let Gong Wenqing set up a formation to suppress it, and he didn't really slaughter the eight hundred soldiers, what could King Guangwu do with him.

Even if he really slaughtered that self-proclaimed elite team, what could King Guangwu do?

Unreasonable, this is the desolate wilderness ride!

"Good, good, good!"

Qin Lingdao's three good words were almost squeezed out from between his teeth, and his face was hideous and terrifying.

It's not that he didn't think that the eight hundred sergeants couldn't defeat the Dragon Battalion, but he didn't expect the Dragon Battalion to be so rampant, and it turned out to be a direct anti-guest.

"Jiang Baishan, what are you doing in a daze?"

He turned to stare at the broken spear of the northern frontier, without the slightest respect.

The old man with a somewhat gray face frowned, but he still turned his head to stare at Tang Feng.

"I didn't expect that the old man would do such an unscrupulous thing as strangling genius. ”

Jiang Baishan's eyes flashed with a look of struggle, but people are under the eaves, and this is also a helpless thing.

He closed his eyes, and a broken spear phantom appeared in the palm of his right hand, slamming into Tang Feng's head.

However, in the next second, a breath that made his heart palpitate suddenly rose.

He was almost the strongest under the Spear Immortal, Sword God and others, but the suppressive power of this aura made him wonder if it was a character of this level who had come to Ningyi City?

"Jiang Baishan, I didn't expect that after so many years, I would have a reputation for breaking spears in northern Xinjiang. ”

The sloppy old man ate a handful of nuts regardless of his manners and sneered.

"You ......"

Jiang Baishan had noticed the sloppy old man a long time ago, but he had never recognized the identity of the old man, let alone expected that the old man's cultivation would be so strong.

The sloppy old man glanced at Jiang Baishan and said with a smile: "Since you can't recognize it anymore, there's no need to know anymore." ”

"Jiang Baishan, what are you doing?"

Qin Lingdao drank coldly, he didn't know that Jiang Baishan had been greatly suppressed.

"What qualifications do you have to interject in the dialogue between the seniors?"

Tang Feng drank coldly, and handed out a sword across the river.

What is the sword?

Just cut ten taels for the fatty meat!