Seeing that the situation was not good, the tomboy grabbed Shang Ling'er's arm and shook it constantly, "Ling'er, you save Bai Mian quickly, if you don't help him, he will really be killed by that monster." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "She has been at odds with Zhang Feng since she was a child, but after all, she grew up together, and she can't bear to watch this companion being beaten to death.

An old man beside Shang Ling'er reminded in a low voice: "This person's spiritual energy is strong and unpredictable, so it's better for us to be careful." ”

The other two old men also echoed, and one said: "It shouldn't be difficult for us to take him down, but since he can have this achievement, his teacher must be extraordinary, and now is an extraordinary time, and the opponents in the clan have made us take care of ourselves, try not to make enemies again." ”

Another person said: "Merchants rarely interfere in disputes with outsiders, our principle of the world has always been to pay attention to neutrality, and the white-faced doll is not a friend of the little master, so it is better not to interfere in this matter." ”

Shang Ling'er pondered for a moment, and finally listened to the advice of the three old men. She looked at Zhang Feng silently, feeling very sorry in her heart. At this time, Lian Cheng also ran over to beg her: "Ling'er, Zhang Feng is my best friend, you can save him." She sighed faintly, but still refused to make a move, nor did she tell the three old men to make a move, as if she was determined to stay out of the matter.

Zhang Feng also had some hope for Shang Ling'er, but when he saw her like this, his heart caught fire and shouted: "Liancheng, don't beg her, what kind of righteousness can she have as a delicate little girl?"

Shang Ling'er's face was slightly red, she glared at Zhang Feng in annoyance, and said softly to Liancheng: "Liancheng, you are my friend, if you have difficulties, I will never sit idly by, but I have never said a word to that person, so I can only say something else." I have house rules, don't blame me. ”

Liancheng stood stunned and didn't say anything more. The tomboy refused to give up and continued to beg: "Ling'er, the white-faced man is very good, if you save him, he will remember you for the rest of his life." ”

Shang Ling'er blushed and said, "Baguio, you are talking nonsense again." Who wants him to remember me for the rest of his life? Don't beg me anymore, if I save him now, my sister will have to scold me when I turn around. The rules of our business can't be broken, if you meddle around, you won't be able to do this business in the future. ”

The tomboy was annoyed, and said angrily: "What kind of broken rules? If you don't save it, you won't save it, who is still rare? Liancheng, let's go and save the white face ourselves." ”

With that, she rushed into a small shop on the side of the street, grabbed a knife for cutting vegetables, ran to Zhang Feng's side, and gestured towards the tiger menacingly. Zhang Feng shouted: "Dead girl, what are you going to do at this time? Liancheng, quickly pull your sister away and let her not get in the way here." ”

Liancheng trotted over, and did not take the tomboy away, but only stood in front of her, facing the fierce and terrible tiger by himself.

Fat Marshal, Dan Xian, Fu Youjuan and others also rushed there one after another to confront the tiger with Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng was moved in his heart, and said loudly: "I will never forget everyone's righteousness for the rest of my life, but today this matter is unusual, Da Zhuang wants my life, don't mix it up, so as not to be involved." ”

The fat marshal said: "In the past, you rushed ahead alone in every fight, and now that you are in trouble, how can we leave you and run by ourselves?"

The tomboy said: "You hate it, but you never let us suffer, you always protect us, who has the face to leave you alone?"

Others also vied with each other to show their attitudes, and they must fight together with Zhang Feng. The big and powerful illusion tiger looked at the dolls with great interest, and did not rush to attack, but in this situation, the calmer and more terrifying, no one could have expected how this monster would make a move, and death and injury could come at any time.

Zhang Feng couldn't persuade his companion away, so he simply stopped talking, closed his eyes, endured the pain in his heart and felt the existence of his two arms, trying to arouse consciousness.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a warm current overflowing from his chest, flowing to his arm with his thoughts, and under the warmth of the hot airflow, the unbearable pain quickly disappeared.

The arm regained sensation, but it was blurry, and he clenched his fists, completely unaware of the strength.

Suddenly, the domineering will to slaughter the heavens and the earth and compete with the gods was born!

The thought was very real, but it disappeared in an instant, like an illusion that happened through the head.

A hallucination that does not belong to him.

He lost his mind for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he was extremely confused.

But it was too late to figure out what was going on, and he blankly pushed away his companions who were standing in front of him to cover him. Originally, it was just a very casual action, and he didn't use much force, but his companions were pushed by him and fell down one after another, Lian Cheng sat down on the ground, and shouted in surprise: "Zhang Feng, is your arm okay?"

Zhang Feng nodded, looking coldly at the tiger transformed by Da Zhuang, for some reason, he was full of confidence, feeling that it was completely possible to kill this monster with one punch.

The tiger looked at Zhang Feng in surprise and began to roar, the sound was many times stronger than the tusked tiger in the mountain forest.

The onlookers trembled when they heard this, and Zhang Feng's confidence in victory collapsed.

It has been said in the textbooks in the academy that cultivators of the Spirit Realm can only transform into sharp weapons or beasts in their shape, and the tiger in front of him can roar, indicating that he already has some of the nature of the tiger, which is the magical power that can only be manifested by the cultivators of the Spirit Realm.

Cultivators need extremely high talent to advance to the spiritual cultivation realm. How could there be such a character in Cliff City? Could it really be the nemesis of fate? Zhang Feng was almost desperate.

However, the matter has come to this point, there is no way back, he can only bite the bullet and fight hard. Without waiting for the tiger to attack, he took the lead in attacking, slamming into the tiger with a sharp jump and slamming his fist into the tiger's head.

The tiger did not retreat, but opened its mouth to meet the attacking fist, as if it was about to bite off Zhang Feng's arm.

It was a terrible sight, and the dolls turned their heads away, unable to bear to look at it. Even some adults were worried that the scene would be too bloody, and closed their eyes with heart palpitations.

Zhang Feng's arm reached into the tiger's mouth, but before the tiger's mouth could close, the entire tiger's head was beaten into light rain by the fist. This was a big surprise to him, he was slightly stunned, and without carefully pondering the reason, he immediately and decisively threw a second punch and slammed it into the tiger's chest.

With all the strength of that punch, the tiger was knocked backwards and flew sideways, spreading a golden rain of light in midair, and the big, tall and thin figure re-manifested from the rain of light, and he spurted blood from his mouth, and hit a hundred flower trees behind him like a stone that had been picked out.

The Baihua tree on Baihua Street is the sacred tree of Cliff City, the age of the tree is more than 1,000 years, and the trunk of the tree can barely be hugged by a dozen adult men holding hands. When Da Zhuang hit the Baihua Tree, the towering tree was knocked and trembled slightly, and the onlookers exclaimed again and again, and they all saw that Da Zhuang was already fierce and unlucky.

This was really shocking, a little doll actually defeated a cultivator with a high realm with two punches. Even his companions were stunned and looked at each other for unknown reasons.

Shang Ling'er had practical cultivation experience, and in the Cultivation Academy of Mu Country, there were not many talented young people with great powers, but no one had made her so shocked. That white-faced boy was obviously not a cultivator, how could he have such a powerful physical body? It was unbelievable that he could defeat a cultivator of the Spirit Cultivation Realm with just his fists.

An old man beside her whispered: "That doll didn't have spiritual energy fluctuations in her body before, but there were sudden terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations on Fang Cai's arms, which is very weird, such a person should try not to approach in the future." ”

Shang Ling'er nodded in surprise, and looked at Da Zhuang again, that guy was still alive after being hit so hard, he sat weakly under the tree, his face was bloodless, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but there was still a trace of an inexplicable smile in his cold eyes.

Zhang Fengmu was expressionless, and said in a deep voice: "Whoever wants me to die, I will make him unable to live first." ”

He approached with victory, and walked forward slowly, and the onlookers stepped back to make way for him.