"This is Director Li's territory, how dare we go beyond the bounds. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Feng Ming said with a wry smile.

"Director Li, is it? Do you still have the face to open this Baibao Zhai? You can close it, and you can shrink under your crotch to live, and you have no eggs! ”

The words of the merchant were so unpleasant that Director Li's beards trembled so angrily that he had nothing to answer, so he had to shout: "Send off!"

The merchant flicked his sleeves and walked out with a gloomy face, followed by the others.

"Alas!"

Director Li looked at the distant back, and there was no joy at all to complete the large transaction, and sighed secretly. Then I walked to a balcony where I could see the entrance of Baibao Zhai. He knew that this matter was not over yet, but he couldn't help it, so he could only hope that Ji Ren Tianxiang, and even more hope that Yang Hui would not be dizzy, and he had to poke a big hole out.

Director Li had so much experience, and he could see at a glance that Feng Ming Twenty-two was not an ordinary person. All of them are magnificent, young, but their realm is very high, and they all have a solid foundation, and they are all peerless demons. Such a person is definitely not something that can be cultivated by a small force.

A person like this is definitely the target of the top forces' key training, and the revelation of that identity can definitely make people startled. Such a person, even if he can't afford to be provoked by Baibaozhai, he can only be a master. Otherwise, when the other party left, there were insults in those words, so why did he pinch his nose and admit it.

But Yang Hui is a typical second-class bastard, a bastard who can't be muddy anymore, on the one-third of an acre of land in his house, he only acts according to his own preferences, and he doesn't think about anything else at all.

After those young heroes go out, there will inevitably be trouble, and if those young heroes have an accident, they are likely to implicate Baibao Zhai. I hope that Yang Hui's muddy ball can be a little far away from Baibaozhai before he starts, and at that time, even if something happens, he will have something to say.

After seeing that Feng Ming and the others had moved away from the gate of Baibaozhai, Yang Hui had not yet appeared, and Director Li's hanging heart finally relaxed, but his divine sense still moved with Feng Ming and his party.

After leaving Baibaozhai, the merchant complained to others along the way, saying that everyone was afraid of the powerful, and he allowed a weak woman to be bullied to death, shouting to clean up Yang Hui.

The others were speechless and had to let their chatter continue.

As soon as they stepped out of the gate, they were locked by five divine senses, and those five divine senses did not shy away at all, staring at them unscrupulously, as if they were lambs to the slaughter.

It was Wuzun who locked them, so everyone didn't care. It's not that Wu Zun hasn't fought, he has also killed, and there is more than one.

When everyone turned a corner and saw Yang Hui standing in the middle of the street waiting for them, they knew that they were in trouble. At the same time, the divine consciousness that locked them became three.

That Yang Hui really looked like the reincarnation of the Demon King, except for him and the four people accompanying him, there was no one on the street, left and right, which showed how much the people of Xiaoyue City were afraid of him.

Feng Ming knew that it would be difficult to be good today, so he immediately took out a transmission note and transmitted it to Jin Hao, who was listening to the rain building.

"Transmission, moving rescue soldiers, is it useful? Even if the Martial Saint comes, he can't save you. Except for these four, the rest have to die!" Yang Hui shouted.

"Yang Hui, the meaning of this name given to you by your parents is to let you carry forward your glory and shine on the lintel. However, I also have an explanation for this name, that is, the flying dust raised in the air is blown by the strong wind and disappears without a trace. Shang Shang glared at Yang Hui and said.

At the same time, Feng Ming had already informed the others of the battle plan through the divine sense.

"Haha! Dead duck has a hard mouth! Waiting will make you unable to survive, you can't die, and you will regret coming to this world. Yang Hui laughed hideously, then pointed at Yanran, Bing Han, Su Su, and Spring with his fingers, and said to the two early stage martial artists who followed closely behind, "Liang Xu, Liang Yan, except for these four, all the others are abolished." ”

"Yes, young master!"

The two martial artists immediately walked towards Feng Ming, and at the same time, their momentum was released, pressing towards Feng Ming and the others.

Wuzun's momentum is so majestic, the momentum is like a mountain, and the surrounding heaven and earth vitality is even more condensed. The momentum and energy were like two mountains pressing on Feng Ming's party.

Feng Ming and his party were so pressed that they couldn't even move, one by one like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

The gap between Martial Venerable and Martial Emperor is really a world of difference, to solve a great martial artist and twenty-one early martial emperors, it is too easy for two martial emperors!

The two Wuzun were like a leisurely step, walking towards each other step by step, the two of them didn't even have the intention of making a move, they just needed to suppress this group of boys, and these boys became caged birds, turtles in urns, and let them slaughter.

This situation made Yang Hui laugh wildly, and shouted in his mouth: "Aren't the few people arrogant just now? Now you are arrogant to show Ben Shao! Didn't you move the rescuers just now? What about your rescuers? Why haven't they appeared yet? Could it be that they have shrunk under their crotch?"

And the three Martial Venerables who had locked this area with their divine senses were also stunned when they saw this situation, and it was over!

Two of the three divine senses were Wuzun who had seen Feng Ming and his party shopping on the fourth floor of Baibaozhai before. The generosity of Feng Ming and the others aroused their covetousness.

They wanted to fish in troubled waters, but who knew that these boys were simply a group of stunned young people who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, all of them had funny heads, and they were hugely rich, but they were unabashedly swaggering through the market. It's like a child walking on the street with a superb yuan stone in his hand, it's strange if he doesn't die!

It's a pity that it fell into the hands of Hui Shao, if they can get the resources of this group of boys, breaking into the next realm is definitely an ironclad thing, but it's a pity that it is ...... now

The other divine consciousness was in charge of Li. When Director Li saw this situation, he always felt that something was wrong, those young heroes gave him the impression that they should not be simple people, and listening to their conversation, they were full of confidence; they also revealed that they wanted to kill Hui Shao; besides, they came to Baibao Zhai to make a shocking deal, and they did not hide it at all. There are all kinds of things, all of which show that those young heroes should be relied on. Otherwise, this group of brats is a bunch of idiots.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon! Director Li glanced at Feng Ming and the others with doubts.

"It's not normal! It's not normal! Could it be that this group of young heroes is setting up a trap to kill Hui Shao? This matter is going to make a big fuss!" Director Li exclaimed after careful observation.

Through careful observation, Director Li saw the anomaly. The anomaly is in Feng Ming. Feng Ming's realm is nothing but a great martial artist, under the coercion of Wu Zun, a great martial artist will be directly crushed to death, however, now, that great martial artist is only trembling. This shows that the great martial artist is definitely a great martial artist of the anti-heaven level.

Things are gathered by like, and people are grouped. Since that great martial artist is an anti-heaven level person, then what about the others? The others are all early stage martial emperors, if it is an anti-heaven level martial emperor, he has the ability to fight beyond the level, even if he is facing a martial emperor, he should have the strength to fight, and he will never be like now, like a lamb to the slaughter.

Then what is the purpose of their doing this, there is only one answer, kill those two martial artists, and then clean up Yang Hui.

Director Li was shocked when he thought of this......

At this time, Yang Hui was full of conjectures: the three teenagers are so handsome......!

"Howling, Howling......"

A sharp whistle sounded quickly, and twenty-two white rays shot out, emitting dazzling light, and then submerged into the bodies of the two figures.

The white light is shining, the speed is extremely fast, and it is extremely sharp. In an instant, the lamb to the slaughter turned into a man-eating tiger.

The two early martial artists had no defense, and before they even had time to snort, they were knocked into a blood mist, and the minced flesh and blood flew into the air......

A long sword silently rested on Yang Hui's neck, and the cold light shone through, penetrating the bottom of Yang Hui's heart.

In an instant, the situation reversed, and heaven and hell switched sides.

The people watching from a distance were stunned, and suddenly, they knocked Wuzun into rain and mist, which went against people's cognition.

The two divine senses quickly disappeared. The masters of these two divine senses were also early stage martial artists, and at this time, they were in a cold sweat, and their hearts were beating wildly. They went to the Ghost Gate Pass for a trip, and if it weren't for Yang Hui sticking a rod in the air, the blood mist floating in the air would have been theirs. Like frightened rabbits, the two of them quickly left, avoiding each other.

There is also a divine consciousness that fluctuates violently. Director Li knew that these boys had something to rely on, and he also knew that their strength was extraordinary, but what he never guessed was that their reliance was themselves, and that amazing blow, even if it was him, had only one word in the end - death.

With the early stage of the Martial Emperor, even if he combined the strength of everyone, he killed Wuzun so easily, which is enough to show that these boys are all eternal talents.

They have now kidnapped Yang Hui, and Yang Hui's family has three martial saints, two early martial saints, respectively, Yang Hui's parents, a high-stage martial saint, and Yang Hui's grandfather. Yang Hui is their heart, how can he give up. The whole thing got confusing.

Yang Hui was trembling all over, on weekdays, he just relied on his family to make a fortune, and the people of Xiaoyue City also dared to provoke him because of his family. When it comes to real knives and guns, he is actually a straw bag, not to mention that he is used to being pampered, and now he is on the verge of despair, his face is pale, his teeth are chattering, and he is so frightened that even feces and urine flow out. A high-stage martial emperor was so frightened that he urinated on his, which is simply a strange news in the martial arts world. The merchant originally wanted to beat him up, but in the face of such a strange thing, beating him was really dirty with his own hands.

People are moving away from the street. They all knew that the twenty-two boys had stabbed the hornet's nest, and that a storm was about to come, and they were afraid that they would be affected.

The surroundings were quiet, only the sound of the howling wind was endless, and the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings! The tense atmosphere permeated the entire street......

"Go straight to the West Gate!" Feng Ming said.

Everyone rushed straight to the west gate, and Yang Hui was like a dead dog being carried by Wan Wang......

The sound of neat, loud footsteps sounded from all directions, pouring into the ears of Feng Ming and his party.

Feng Ming and his entourage only ran a few streets before they were blocked.

The armor was shining, the guns were shining, and it was the army that blocked them, and there were countless of them.

"Let go of our young master, otherwise, die!" a high-stage martial artist shouted angrily.

Wan Wang grabbed one of Yang Hui's ears and twisted it hard. One of Yang Hui's ears was suddenly pulled off, Yang Hui let out a pig-killing wail, blood spurted out, some flew into the air, some flowed down his cheeks, and in an instant, Yang Hui became a bloody man.

"Tell them to get out of the way to the West Gate, or else they will kill you alive!" Wanwang said with a fierce look.

Yang Hui was shattered by Wanwang's thunderous methods, wailing and crying for his family army to give way.

Yang Hui's family army had to get out of the way to the West Gate.

Feng Ming and his entourage hurried to the west gate......

This is a terrifying cave, full of bones, corpses neatly stacked into mountains, dim, phosphorescent and shining, and the wind is howling. A disgusting breath of death lingers in between. Ordinary people step into it, and this dead air can directly kill them.

But there was a man sitting cross-legged on the mountain of corpses, devouring the dead air around him like a whale. The face of the warrior sitting cross-legged was as green as a dead man, and his body flashed and disappeared like the phosphorescent light.

Whether it is the cave mansion or the warrior, it is eerie and terrifying.

That warrior is Yang Hui's father, the **** in the early stage of the Martial Saint. His martial arts attribute is a death qi attribute, and life is not even as good as grass mustard in his eyes. The constant slaughter of Howling Moon City has a lot to do with their family. For their family, the corpse after death is the best tonic, so their family constantly provokes killing.

A hurried footsteps sounded, and then a black shadow flashed, bowed to the **** who was practicing and said, "Master, the young master was captured by a group of people of unknown origin." Now, the group of people of unknown origin are holding the young master hostage and going to the West Gate. ”

"Bastard! Liang Zhen and Liang Yan deserve to die! This saint will draw their tendons and skin them!"

The sound seemed to come from the Nine Hells, eerie and terrifying.

"Liang Zhen and Liang Yan have been killed, and the people who held the young master hostage were cruel and threatened not to let them go, so they cut off the young master alive, and now they have pulled off one of the young master's ears. The shadow said.