Chapter 172: The Gate of the West City

"Are you Wang Chen?" Ling Feng glanced at Wang Chen, who was trembling on the side, a hint of banter flashed in his eyes, and then the long sword in his hand pointed at Wang Chen, with some indifference in his tone.

Wang Chen looked at Ling Feng with an indifferent face, his heart couldn't help but feel a pang of fear, and then subconsciously nodded, and kept kowtowing to Ling Feng: "Please don't kill me, I was also forced, it was Xuanji Sect and the Zhang family who asked me to do this." ”

Ling Feng smiled, he looked at Wang Chen's gaze was also a little indifferent, only to see the magic sword in his hand slash slightly, a sword qi cut through the air, and then approached Wang Chen all of a sudden, Wang Chen couldn't help but tremble slightly, looking at Ling Feng with a look of fear.

"It was my fault that I didn't kill you back then, now you go and die!" As soon as Ling Feng's words were closed, he saw a sword qi cut through Wang Chen's throat at once, and blood spurted out one after another.

Ling Feng smiled, and then he looked up at Lei Yutian and said, "Uncle, you've been frightened. ”

Lei Yutian shook his head, looking at Ling Feng with some concern, and there was also a hint of worry in his tone: "They are all members of the Zhang family, if you kill them, the Zhang family will not let you go." ”

Ling Feng looked at Lei Yutian's appearance, he was silent for a moment and said, "There are some things that should be over for him, it's better to drag on for a long time, I think the grievances between me and the Zhang family should also be over." ”

"Are you confident?" Lei Yutian looked at Ling Feng with some confusion.

Shaking his head, he looked at the sky and said, "I don't have faith, but I can let him settle down and let him know that there are some things he can't touch." ”

Lei Yutian was silent for a moment, and then his voice trembled a little: "Lei Xi exchanged her life for your life, she just wants you to live well, Ling Feng, do you know? I also just want you to live well, because I don't want to see Xi'er save people like this." ”

Ling Feng couldn't help but tremble slightly, he looked at Lei Yutian's Mu gaze was also a little evasive, and he was silent for a long time before he said slowly: "I will be alive, and I will shoulder the responsibility of protecting the Lei family in the future, I will go to the Zhang family first, because some things should really be over." ”

Lei Yutian sighed, he looked at the sky, and then said helplessly: "You have decided, what can I say, what else can I say?"

"So, I'm leaving. Ling Feng stood for a while and said slowly.

Lei Yutian nodded, and then was silent, he looked at Ling Feng's back as he left, and then murmured: "Ling Feng, you give me a good life, Xi'er just wants you to live, I don't want her last wish to be missed." ”

West Side!

This is a big city ruled by the Zhang family, even the Great Qian Dynasty can't manage Xicheng, which is enough to show the strength of Xicheng, and at this time Xicheng is in chaos.

A white-haired young man held a black long sword, and then looked at the disciples of the Zhang family with an indifferent expression, and then the magic sword was swung out without reading it, killing hundreds of people in an instant, at this time he still did not stop, but looked indifferently at the disciples who kept rushing in.

In less than a while, there were more than 100 people in front of the gate of the West City. Their clothes were uniformly embroidered with a badge that represented the unique characteristics of the disciples of the Zhang family.

When they saw those disciples lying on the ground who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, their hearts suddenly trembled, and they only felt that they were going to die. That's dozens of disciples of the Zhang family! Thinking that so many disciples were killed in their base camp, if they hadn't killed that person, then they would definitely not have escaped death if they went back!

Ling Feng drew his sword, and blood suddenly shot out from the chest of the person he had killed. The sword light is cold, there is blood on the sword, and the blood droplets splash on the ground, opening a blood-colored mandala, which is bewitching!

It turns out that death can also create something so beautiful.

After Ling Feng's sword was drawn, it pointed at more than a hundred disciples of the Zhang family, and behind him were sixteen black-clothed and black-armored tiger and leopard sergeants holding sharp blades in their hands, with a cold light and a strong and unusually strong killing aura.

Those sixteen tiger and leopard sergeants were the elite disciples of the Zhang family, but he was not afraid, he was not afraid at all, because at this time he had a fighting spirit in his heart, and he wanted to fight to his heart's content.

"Are you all here, you want to avenge them, right?" Ling Feng said, taking out a white handkerchief from his bosom as if no one was around, and wiped the blood from the sword clean. He knew that there would be a lot of blood later, maybe it was his, maybe it was the other party's, but before he killed, he had to dress up his beloved partner beautifully.

Today, there is already blood in front of the gate of the western city, but there will inevitably be more blood!

"Kill !!" Ling Feng roared, raised his sword, and the sword light in his hand suddenly flourished, and he immediately waved towards the more than 100 disciples!

"Kill !!" more than 100 disciples of Shushan roared in unison, and more than 100 sword lights rose into the sky!

In today's affairs, it doesn't matter who is right and who is wrong, just who is the last to stand!

"Bang la la"

For some reason, under the bright summer sun, a thunderclap suddenly broke out on the ground! And after the thunder, the heavens and the earth immediately changed, but after a while, the sky was covered with dark clouds.

From time to time, lightning streaked across the sky, and white electric dragons as thick as buckets flew wildly!

The wind rose, but in a few moments, the sky darkened, black as thick ink.

And the sword light of Sen Leng flashed under this half-black and half-white sky, illuminating the vivid human faces, the dying human faces, the desperate human faces, the defeated and dying human faces, the miserable white and frozen human faces, and the bloodless dead faces!

The wind whined and howled loudly, and in front of the gate of the West City, the Xuanse Zhang family flag was about to crack!

The dark banner danced wildly in the wind, and the hunting sound, as if after smelling the smell of blood, suddenly became crazy! The tiger and leopard made of golden embroidery thread also seemed to come to life, showing their teeth and claws, wanting to rush out and choose people to eat!

This is the family battle flag, and it should be soaked in blood!

Ling Feng was originally dressed in white, but at this moment, the white clothes had already become bloody clothes, and the blood on this body could no longer distinguish whether it was his, or those Zhang family disciples who surrounded him. One sword blocks a hundred people, and among the more than 100 disciples of the Zhang family, there are many masters in the infant stage, although there is a slight gap with him in the realm, but the difference is not obvious.

After he killed a few people at the beginning, the disciples of the Zhang family, who had a low cultivation, no longer acted separately, seven people, three people, nine people, and eight people got together and formed various sword formations, three talent sword formations, ninety-nine to one sword formation, and eight life and death sword formations to prevent them from being broken by Ling Feng. As for the more than ten infancy disciples with high strength, they were in groups of three, lined up in a wheel array, and took turns to fight Ling Feng.

But does it work?

Of course it didn't work!