Looking at the silver sword passing through his body, Shan Tong's face was full of disbelief, he never thought that with his four-stage Wang Pin cultivation who dominated the world and was proud of the others, he would be easily killed by a young man here.

"Bang!"

didn't give Shantong a chance to speak, a sword pierced through his body, and Yang Ningfeng then smashed Shantong's head with a punch in Shantong's fear and despair, directly shot his head, and then kicked out, kicking Shantong's body sideways and falling out of the distance.

"You are bright and dark, pay attention to the hidden strength, so that you can lure everyone over!"

Killing the mountain boy, Yang Ningfeng didn't have any excitement, because, the sound of breaking the air, someone had already heard the wind, so the figure disappeared behind the tower next to him in a flash, and a small voice came into Lin Qingwu's ears.

"Humph!"

Lin Qingwu flipped his wrist, and the Heavenly Tears Sword came out of the spatial ring. She didn't move, just snorted coldly. You're a man, you should attract enemies in the open, I'm okay in the dark?

Woohoo!

"What about the kid?"

The two figures came quickly, and when they landed, they blocked Lin Qingwu one after the other, and as soon as they landed, the person standing in front of Lin Qingwu swept his eyes and said in a deep voice. This man is a bald old man. He was bareheaded, but he had a thick beard, but his gray beard and wrinkled face made him look extremely old.

"Maybe it's hidden! Don't worry about it, let's take down this little girl first. But don't be careless, this girl's strength is not simple, let's not capsize in the shadows. The person standing behind Lin Qingwu looked much younger, looking like a middle-aged man in his forties, glanced at the blood stains on the ground, his face changed slightly, and said with this.

"Girl, as long as you hand over the things of the Martial Emperor, we will not embarrass you. The bald old man said.

Shout!

Lin Qingwu's answer was to make a move, and suddenly flew up in the air, and with a wave of the sword in his hand, the sword rain sprinkled wildly, enveloping the bald old man.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

The bald old man's face darkened almost instantly. The fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the fierce vitality energy quickly condensed, and with a slash of his palm, it turned into a fierce and incomparable palm knife, and slashed towards Lin Qingwu in the air. At the same time, the middle-aged man in gray also moved, and suddenly flew behind Lin Qingwu, and punched out, regardless of his age and identity, the two besieged Lin Qingwu at the same time, and he was not ashamed of Lin Qingwu's youth.

In the face of the joining forces of the two, Lin Qingwu was not afraid, and there was not even a sign of turning her head back, just when the gray-clothed middle-aged man punched her, she slapped it without thinking about it.

The sword took the bald old man, slapped the middle-aged man in gray, and his clothes fluttered in the air, and he actually had a few thoughts of looking down on the world.

"Boom!"

The sound of the tremor sounded almost at the same time.

The bald old man's palm knife split Lin Qingwu's sword rain, but he couldn't continue to split Lin Qingwu's body, and the strength of the gray-clothed middle-aged man was obviously a little weaker, when the fist collided with Lin Qingwu's palm strength, his face turned slightly pale, his body fell down, and after landing, he couldn't stand firm all at once, he kicked and kicked back, and his body hit the wall behind him, and he stopped after a shock.

"There are means!"

The two of them flanked, but they didn't get any benefits, and the bald old man was also slightly startled, and then his eyes were slightly condensed, and his hand was pulled to his waist, and a soft sword was churning out, flashing with a shining luster, obviously a sword.

"Woooo

With the soft sword in his hand, the bald old man's hand shook, and the sword body was twisted strangely, and then with a shock, the extremely sharp luster turned into vicious sword snakes, and shot towards Lin Qingwu with a terrible sound of breaking wind.

Dangdang!!

Lin Qingwu's face also showed a little solemnity, and the sword in his hand swayed out, and the swords of the two were intertwined and they fought.

The two kings and powerhouses faced each other, the sword shadow was pervasive, the sword was roaring, and the fight was fierce in an instant.

The gray-clothed middle-aged man looked at the fierce battle between the two in the air, and this time he did not immediately rush up to participate in the battle, but his eyes narrowed, treacherously flashed, and he reached into his arms, as if he was going to take out something, but before the thing was taken out, his body suddenly stiffened, and an extreme danger struck.

Shout!

The middle-aged man in gray immediately slipped his feet and slid to the right, but before he could stand firmly, he was confronted by a huge fist, and behind the fist was a smiling and beautiful face.

"It's you, looking for death!"

The gray-clothed middle-aged man saw that the person who appeared was Yang Ningfeng, his face changed slightly, and then he sighed, and he retreated on his toes, and when he retreated, he smashed out a fist against Yang Ningfeng's fist.

Bang!

The fist of the middle-aged man in gray collided with Yang Ningfeng's fist, and Yang Ningfeng laughed!

"Not good!"

The gray-clothed middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and his eyes finally showed a look of horror, because he felt that the moment the fists collided, a strange and powerful force instantly poured into his body along his arm.

Burst!

In the next second, the middle-aged man in gray was shocked, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Bastard!"

Seeing the gray-clothed middle-aged man spurting blood, the bald old man in the fierce battle with Lin Qingwu roared angrily, and the sword in his hand swung wildly, forcing Lin Qingwu to take a step back, and then the bald old man's body shot down from the air and threw himself at Yang Ningfeng, and the soft sword in his hand directly wrapped around Yang Ningfeng's head.

Yang Ningfeng's face was gloomy, looking at the soft sword wrapped around his head, the silver sword reappeared, swung upward, and with a bang, it tore through the air, and the sword rays pierced into the sword rays from top to bottom without giving in at an extremely alarming speed.

"Dang!"

The two swords collided, and sparks burst out.

"Dead bald head, your head is like a watermelon, give me a split!"

After dissolving the blow of the bald old man, Yang Ningfeng suddenly jumped up, and with a deep shout, the silver sword slashed down!

"Damn!"

The bald old man was the most jealous in his life, and when he heard this, he was furious, looking at the sword that Yang Ningfeng patted, the soft sword in his hand flashed, and slapped towards Yang Ningfeng's sword.

While!

The soft sword slapped on the silver sword, making a crisp sound, but it was followed by a splash of blood, and the bald old man's head was directly split.

Poof!

Blood and brains splashed together, and the bald old man didn't expect that his sword had obviously hit Yang Ningfeng's sword, but why did the other party's sword still hit his head.

When the gray-clothed middle-aged man saw that the bald old man was being killed by Yang Ningfeng, he was suddenly frightened, and his mouth was still spitting blood, and his body flashed and flew to the side, but as soon as he swept out about two meters, he was greeted by a rain of swords, and when he reacted to make a move, the sword had already fallen on his body, cutting him into several pieces and dying in an instant.

"Four!"

When Lin Qingwu put away the sword expressionlessly, Yang Ningfeng had already arrived at her side, his eyes swept into the air, and he said softly.

Lin Qingwu's face was expressionless, the sword in his hand shook, and the blood on the sword was splashed, and then Fang said coldly: "I'm tired!", said, and walked directly into the tower beside him.

“......”

Seeing this, Yang Ningfeng couldn't help but be stunned.

Now that you've brought all the people in, you're tired?

"You've got a kind!"

After a while, Yang Ningfeng gave a thumbs up, then took a deep breath, became proud, sat down on the spot, put the sword horizontally under his knees, and waited for those people in the air to come down.

"Boy, aren't you small?"

In an instant, nine figures flashed down and surrounded Yang Ningfeng, and standing in front of Yang Ningfeng was the old man with a fat figure missing a finger on his left hand, and said in a dark voice.

"What's your name?" Yang Ningfeng asked with a slight face.

"Old man Li Xiong, known as the lack of ......" The old man's face flashed with pride, but before he finished speaking, Yang Ningfeng had already interrupted him very impolitely: "It is claimed that there is a lack of heart and eyes, right?"

"Haha, Li Xiong, it seems that your name can't scare people?" one chuckled.

"He's looking for death!"

Li Xiong said in a dark voice, and there was a strong murderous intent in his voice. Missing a finger to kill the king is definitely the number one person who can make people fearful in the emperor's world, but now, he is being said by a young man to his face, which is definitely the biggest humiliation he has ever suffered in his life.

Then, as soon as he finished speaking, the soles of his feet lightly stepped on the ground and shot like cannonballs, and suddenly he arrived in front of Yang Ningfeng and punched him.

Don't look at his fat body, but as soon as he moves, he is like a tiger out of the cage, punching thunder and anger, and the powerful punch is enough to penetrate the iron wall.

Kill the king with a missing finger, and kill with a shot!

"Five-stage Wang Pin, good!"

Looking at the smashed fist, Yang Ningfeng judged the opponent's cultivation from the opponent's strength, and slapped it with one palm. But this palm, it seems that the palm power is light and fluttering, weak and boneless.

"Boy, do you dare to be rude to me with your little strength?" Looking at Yang Ningfeng's slap, Li Xiong suddenly sneered, feeling that Yang Ningfeng was an idiot, he didn't know how thick the sky was, and he was looking for death.

Bang!

Who knows, as soon as Li Xiong's words fell, Yang Ningfeng's palm strength suddenly changed, the dragon elephant hissed, Jin Ge Iron Horse, swallowing thousands of miles, trampling the air, breaking the air loudly, and making violent sounds.

This is the Wind Demon's 'Wind Light Ten Thousand Mountains Heavy Palm Method', the palm is as light as the wind, but the power is as heavy as ten thousand mountains.

"Not good!"

Li Xiong's face changed greatly, but it was too late to withdraw his fist and retreat, and Yang Ningfeng's palm was already slapping on his fist.

Bang!

This palm is extremely powerful, and Li Xiong's carelessness made him pay an unacceptable price. I couldn't stand it on the spot, all the strength was crushed, and the fist was shattered, but Yang Ningfeng's palm strength was not gone, and then it shattered Li Xiong's arm, and finally the palm force hit Li Xiong's chest hard, flesh and blood flew sideways, and a big hole appeared in the entire chest, and Li Xiong's chest was directly pierced by Yang Ningfeng's palm strength.

Li Xiong's corpse flew upside down and fell, one blink of an eye was still a living person, and the next blink of an eye turned into a cold dead corpse.

In fact, with Li Xiong's strength, if he was vigilant enough, it would be a little difficult for Yang Ningfeng to slap him to death with one palm, but it was a pity that Li Xiong was deceived by Yang Ningfeng's fluttering palm.

The world is cruel, and if you are deceived in such a situation, the end is death, and there is no chance to turn over!

"Who else is going to come up and die?"

After killing Li Xiong, Yang Ningfeng stood up, pointed the sword in his hand at the ground, and said indifferently.