The secrecy of the Giant Sword Gate was quite well done, and these 3,000 people were hidden in a valley a hundred miles away from Jing'an City during the day today, and they were extremely cautious. Just wait for the night to open, and then tomorrow hit the sky show by surprise. Therefore, although Tianxiu now knew about the ill-intentioned intentions of the Giant Sword Gate, he didn't find any useful news outside, but he only found out that many people were moving around frequently in the past few days, but he didn't expect that they were going to join the Giant Sword Gate.

Of course, before attacking Tianxiu, Bian Wuxue still had to teach Tianxiu's women a lesson.

He ordered Wan Jianfei to assassinate Tang Feng tonight, as soon as Tang Feng died, Tianxiu's women would definitely panic, and then wait for the dawn to give them the last despair!

The panic before dying was just an appetizer, but this could make Bian Wuxue experience a little pleasure of revenge, if he hadn't led these three thousand people to set off, Bian Wuxue would have killed Tang Feng with his own hands.

As for whether he would be retaliated against by that woman after killing Tang Feng, Bian Wuxue couldn't care so much at the moment. His own sons are dead, what else can he fear?

When Wan Jianfei received this order, he immediately felt that there was a bit of a fuss, killing a Tang Feng, how could he need a person from the middle grade realm of the Heavenly Rank to take action in person? I wanted to let my disciples go, but when he thought that there were still two Heavenly Steps in Tianxiu, Wan Jianfei came in person even though he was unwilling.

Tang Feng lives in the Smoke Willow Pavilion, which is something that everyone knows.

And the few female disciples that Bian Nanfeng brought last time had already drawn a map of Tianxiu's internal geographical location, so Wan Jianfei easily came to Yanliu Pavilion, and after a slight sense, he found Tang Feng's location.

In the entire Smoke Willow Pavilion, the other three Heavenly Orders deliberately hid their aura, so Wan Jianfei didn't notice their existence at all. And the remaining few people, only Tang Feng is a man, and his breathing is naturally a little different from that of a woman, and Wan Jianfei found Tang Feng's house with this.

Wan Jianfei cautiously came to Tang Feng's house, made sure that he did not alarm the people in the house, and was about to rush into the house to give Tang Feng a good time, when suddenly, a terrifying pressure suddenly fell from the sky.

This pressure was so strong that Wan Jianfei had only seen it in his life, and he could hardly breathe for a moment. What made Wan Jianfei feel even more terrifying was that this pressure was full of unforgettable hatred and cold murderous intentions. The killing machine was like substance, sweeping over Wan Jianfei's entire body, leaving him with only his hairs standing on end.

The killing machine also aroused Wan Jianfei's reaction, and in an instant, Wan Jianfei used his anger to protect himself, because he knew that this pressure and killing machine were not something he could compete with at all.

"Don't leave if you come!" A thunderous voice suddenly sounded in Wan Jianfei's ears, like thunder rolling, and like a magic sound filling his ears, Wan Jianfei's ears instantly oozed blood, buzzing in his mind, and his vision was actually black for a moment.

"Who is it?" Wan Jianfei was clever, and hurriedly retreated, his feet did not touch the ground, his body floated far away, and his eyes stared straight at Tang Feng's door.

In his thoughts, this super master who he can't compete with should be in this room. And I didn't notice it at all just now, which can only show one problem, that is, the opponent is much stronger than himself, and he is not of the same level as himself.

With a "bang", Tang Feixiao opened the door and appeared in Wan Jianfei's sight.

Uncle Xiao is wearing big pants at the moment, shirtless, his face is full of anger, and his muscles are trembling, like an enraged brown bear, and a tuft of black hair on his chest is growing extremely vigorously.

Those two eyes glared at Wan Jianfei with hatred, as if Wan Jianfei had robbed his wife, flashing with a strange light in the dark night.

Tang Feixiao put his hands behind his back, looking like a master of the world - a master of the world full of murderous intentions.

The most annoying thing in the world is to be interrupted when I am intimate with my wife, this feeling is like peeing, I am brewing to urinate, but someone slaps me on the ass and holds back the urine. Not only hurts, but also hurts.

Uncle Xiao was slapped by Wan Jianfei now, so he was very unhappy! He also deserved Wan Jianfei to be unlucky, he didn't come sooner or later, but he chose to come at this time.

When Uncle Xiao is angry, he is completely like a different person, he is giggling on weekdays, and he is still very afraid of guilt, and he is a good old man with a flamboyant tongue. But now, he's a god of killing!

The killing intent that poured into the sky was shrouded like cotton wool, and it was so thick that people couldn't breathe. The entire Smoke Willow Pavilion was wrapped in this killing intent, and even the air seemed to be frozen.

This kind of killing intent has not killed thousands or hundreds of people, and it is impossible to create it at all.

Just this killing intent has already made Wan Jianfei lose all his thoughts, and an irresistible thought surged in his heart, he forced his spirit, tried to control the fear in his heart, and asked in an astringent voice: "Who is Your Excellency?"

In his own intelligence, where is Tianxiu so powerful? And it's weird, it's still a man. There is only one man in the entire Tianxiu, Tang Feng, when will there be another one? Or is this person in front of him Tang Feng? But this is obviously impossible.

"You don't need to know, you also have the right to be silent, because I will silence you immediately!" Tang Feixiao snorted, and then he slowly raised his right hand.

In the palm of his hand, a strange force seemed to swallow the heavens and the earth, and the surging and incomparable energy raged beside Tang Feixiao, and in the sky, a huge ice-blue palm shadow suddenly appeared.

Wan Jianfei realized when Tang Feixiao raised his palm that if he didn't run away, he might never have a chance to run.

So he immediately unfolded his body and jumped dozens of feet in an instant.

Tang Feixiao looked at him coldly, still standing in place and not moving, and then pressed his palm down.

The ice-blue palm shadow in the sky suddenly disappeared, but it was a zhang away in front of Wan Jianfei, this palm print appeared strangely, and in that palm, it seemed to contain a vast ocean, the vast and boundless sea water, the vast and smokeless waves, all towards Wan Jianfei fiercely attacked.

This huge and peerless palm print appeared from in front of Wan Jianfei, attacking him, and his palm was mixed with the momentum of looking at the world, and the power that could not be defeated.

Wan Jianfei's pupils contracted, and his steps as he ran forward slammed down, instantly pulling out the weapon on his waist.

Wan Jianfei's weapon is a big knife, and it blooms with colorful light at night, which is very eye-catching, and it is not an ordinary product at first glance.

The sword light flickered, and all of them hit the palm print, but the palm print didn't seem to be damaged in the slightest, and it kept chasing after Wan Jian Fei.

Wan Jianfei slashed and took a step back.

When Wan Jianfei slashed a full two hundred swords, he had already retreated two hundred steps and returned to his original position.

The palm print, which was partially powerful by the sword light, instantly engulfed Wan Jianfei.

Wan Jianfei screamed, and the whole person flew out upside down, and his body flew out of the old height like a flying paper kite, and fell heavily to the ground, and the weapon in his hand flew out of his hand and was inserted in the rockery.

The air was full of ten thousand swords, spurting blood.

After a while, Wan Jianfei struggled to staggered to his feet, his clothes were completely ruined, his two arms hung weakly at his side, even the two legs were strangely twisted, and the knee of one leg had been left behind him.

One move, Tang Feixiao only used one move, and he hit Wan Jianfei hard!

The gap between the top grade of the heavenly ladder and the middle grade of the heavenly ladder can be seen from this.

"Yes, you can actually block me with one move and not die!" Tang Fei looked at Wan Jianfei with a smile. The other party stood in the courtyard of the Yanliu Pavilion, panting heavily, staring at Tang Fei with fear in his eyes, and asked in a trembling voice, "Empty hands...... Tang Fei smiled?"

The palm just now was so distinctive, this super master was obviously standing behind him, but the palm print ran in front of him, forcing himself back to the same place. In the whole world, only the palm prints made by the empty hand can ignore the barrier of space and achieve this extent.

"You still have some eyesight!" Tang Fei snorted coldly, put his hands behind his back, and continued to pretend to be a master in the world.

Wan Jianfei smiled bitterly, he couldn't have imagined that he had come to Tianxiu to assassinate Tang Feng this time, how could he provoke this killing god? Tang Feixiao, who was empty-handed, and another person in Daixue Palace back then, were collectively called Daixue's two major killing gods, Tang Feixiao was the god of heavenly killing, and the other person was the god of earth killing.

Heaven kills Tang Feixiao, kills seven feet on the ground, kills people in the air, and sweeps thousands of troops with a crazy knife!

This ballad from more than ten years ago is about the two killing gods of Daixue Palace, who laughed with their empty hands and broke seven feet with a crazy knife!

The number of people who died at the hands of the two was at least tens of thousands. Everywhere they went, they would definitely set off a bloody storm. It's just that the two disappeared at the same time ten years ago, and there has been no news since then, but I didn't expect to meet one of them in Tianxiu.

When you meet him, do you still have a way to live?

As if he had seen through Wan Jianfei's thoughts, Tang Fei smiled and said, "My old Tang stopped killing people ten years ago, provided that others don't mess with me!"

Wan Jianfei was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "The juniors don't know that the seniors are here, if they know, they won't come to disturb the seniors." ”

"If you take me and don't die, I won't make another move on you!"

Wan Jianfei was overjoyed, he didn't expect that he still had hope of surviving when he met the killing god of the empty hand, and hurriedly said: "Thank you seniors for not killing." ”

With empty hands here, the sect's plan this time will not be able to be executed no matter what. Wan Jianfei didn't dare to stay in front of Tang Feixiao, and he was about to leave immediately after finishing speaking, so that he could hurry back to report to Bian Wuxue, otherwise those people would die more or less.

As soon as he turned around, a crimson long sword suddenly flew from behind him, this long sword came silently, and it was extremely agile. Wan Jianfei only cared about watching out for Tang Feixiao, and he didn't notice the arrival of the long sword at all.

The long sword was nailed to Wan Jianfei's vest, directly piercing him through his heart.

The crimson long sword passed through Wan Jianfei's body, as if it had passed through a piece of tofu, and it did not drip blood, and it spun in front of Wan Jianfei, and flew back again.

Wan Jianfei's body fell straight forward.

Tang Fei smiled: "I can't kill people, but Mrs. Lao Tzu will!"

Siniang's coquettish voice came from inside the house: "What are you doing Lao Tang? The murderous intent is so strong, do you want to rebel? I don't know if this will make Mengmeng have nightmares at night?"

Tang Feixiao hurriedly put away the murderous aura on his body, bent his waist, rubbed his big hands and walked into the house, and said flatteringly: "Don't be angry, madam, I should die, I was wrong." ”

(To be continued)