"I'm going to kill you!"

This low roar carried Wang Feng's monstrous anger and killing intent, breaking through the sky and spreading in all directions.

Countless people who came or were watching from afar were shocked and looked at this scene in disbelief.

A monk in the Xuankong Period was beaten by Wang Feng into such a miserable appearance?

"Oh my God, is this Wang Feng a demon beast?"

Someone stood on the roof of a courtyard and exclaimed.

"What a terrifying power, I feel that the courtyard under my feet seems to be shaking!"

"Isn't that old man in the Xuankong Period?"

"What the hell is going on?"

............

rumble

Before their discussion could come to a conclusion, there was another roar between heaven and earth, and the tiles on the roof of the courtyard under their feet began to fall down.

Everyone couldn't help but look up and saw a scene that shocked them all their lives.

Huang Hong's body had completely sunk into the rocks on the ground, and on the ground beside him, there were dizzying cracks, spreading out in a radius of 100 meters, and the sound was terrifying.

The most important thing is that the spiritual power shield on Huang Hong's body collapsed and was smashed apart by Wang Feng's two fists.

"Wang ...... Feng, I want you dead!"

Huang Hong, whose spiritual power shield was smashed apart, did not have the slightest panic on his face, but revealed a sense of ruthlessness. With a vicious roar, a blinding light suddenly bloomed on his left hand, which could only move.

"Spiritual power explosion!"

Raising his hand, a punch slammed into Wang Feng's heart, and the violent spiritual power directly penetrated his chest, and then penetrated his back, slamming his body through each other.

"Hiss......"

There was a gasp from the surrounding crowd, and they all touched their chests involuntarily.

Wang Feng is dead......

There was a rush of thought in everyone.

"Wang Feng, you are still too tender, I admit that your body is countless times higher than that of a monk in the same realm, but it is not enough to have strength alone, monk, what you cultivate is spiritual power, it is a mystical technique, and it is also a scheming. ”

Huang Hong was lying on the ground, constantly dressed roughly, his ears, nose and mouth were dripping with blood, but his expression was full of smiles.

"The strength of the Xuankong Period is definitely not something you can resist with this brute force alone, although it is a pity not to get your exercises, but it is enough to kill a powerful threat, ahem......"

Huang Hong coughed and wanted to withdraw his left hand, but found that his arm was stuck in it and couldn't move.

"Really?"

Wang Feng's long hair fell down and was placed on his shoulders, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, but his face was full of a cruel smile.

"What? It's not dead yet!" Huang Hong's expression suddenly changed.

He couldn't imagine that a monk's heart could be completely shattered and he could live like this unharmed.

The body is the foundation of a monk, and if you don't cultivate to the Xuan Ming period and condense your soul, your body will be destroyed, which means complete death.

This is almost a monk's common sense, but why, Wang Feng's heart is broken, and he is still fine?

"Don't worry, your entire family will die, and I won't die!"

Wang Feng grabbed Huang Hong's left arm stretched into his chest, squeezed it violently, and pinched it in two.

"Ah......h

Huang Hong's face turned red all of a sudden, and he screamed in pain.

"Doesn't it hurt?"

Wang Feng stared at Huang Hong, his body shook, and the half of his arm that was worn on his chest flew out, revealing a transparent hole.

Blood gushed out, splashing Huang Hong's face all over his face.

"Hiss......"

Even if he is as physically cultivated as Wang Feng, he has experienced the pain of his bones being shattered inch by inch, and he still gasped.

A pain of breath choking came from all over the body.

"Hehe, I hurt too, but I don't think you're hurting enough!"

Wang Feng grinned at Huang Hong, his white teeth were stained with scarlet blood, and he looked extremely hideous.

"Wang ...... Ah......h

Huang Honggang wanted to speak, but only half of his left arm hurt, and he was torn off by Wang Fengsheng.

burst

Blood splattered down his empty shoulders, making Huang Hong scream miserably.

"Hehe, what's the matter with Wang?"

Wang Feng lifted Huang Hong out of the ground, and ripped off his right arm.

Blood was splashed all over the ground, and Wang Feng's body was completely soaked in blood, and blood flowed from his chest.

"Wang Feng ......"

Huang Hong's face was completely distorted by the pain, and he wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but Wang Feng didn't have any chance at all, and stepped on the root of his left leg.

Click

The power of the half-step spiritual burial period is so great, Huang Hong, who has lost the shield of spiritual power, his body is like a fragile dead branch, and it is directly broken.

"How's that, don't you really want my exercises, isn't it, isn't it!"

Wang Feng suddenly let out a low roar and suddenly pushed Huang Hong straight to the ground, his only remaining right leg was broken into several pieces at once, and the bone spurs penetrated his skin and exposed to the air.

"Ah......" The pain of the severed limbs finally completely shattered all the dignity of this Xuankong Period, and he hissed and screamed miserably.

"You know it hurts, you old thing knows it hurts!"

Wang Feng's eyes were red, and a strong killing intent came out of his body, and he stepped on Huang Hong's stomach.

"I said that you are going to die today, not only you, but all of your Huang family, Wang family, and Zhao family are going to die, and no one will be left!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Feng put his hands into his palms, suddenly pulled into Huang Hong's chest, palms outward, and tore Huang Hong in half.

Flesh and blood fell like rain.

"Wang Feng, I will never let you go!"

In Huang Hong's torn body, a ray of light suddenly shot out, and Huang Hong's terrible roar echoed between heaven and earth.

"Xuanying is out of the body?"

Wang Feng suddenly raised his head.

There was a crystal-like transparent villain floating in the sky, his eyes were resentful, he glanced at Wang Feng deadly, turned into a streamer, and broke through the air.

Wang Feng didn't chase it, Xuanying was separated from the body during the Xuankong Period, and his speed was not much better than that of his body, even if he chased it, he couldn't catch up.

Moreover, the Xuan Infant in the Xuankong Period cannot last long after being out of the body, or it will not be long before the soul will dissipate.

The most important thing is that Wang Feng has no ability to chase anymore, after all, he has not been completely promoted to the spiritual burial period, and his heart is broken, and he can't support it for long.

Now the top priority is to exchange the huàn to the middle grade spirit stone, break through the Xuankong period in one fell swoop, and there will be no problem with the injuries on the body.

In fact, Wang Feng could have exchanged enough spirit stones with the Lanxi Chamber of Commerce now to directly break through to the Xuankong Period. But there was a Huang Hong outside, and he couldn't break through at all.

Although he believed that even Huang Hong would not dare to trespass on the Lanxi Chamber of Commerce, but Lan Yunzhi saved Lingling, and Wang Feng did not want to cause trouble for the Lanxi Chamber of Commerce again.

Solving Huang Hong in person is the safest way.

"Ding, find the storage ring!"

Wang Feng was just about to turn around when the sound of the system's machinery sounded.

"Storage rings?"

Wang Feng was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Huang Hong's right hand that fell to the side.

At the index finger, a silver-white ring slowly emerged.

Without saying a word, Wang Feng directly took out the storage ring that belonged to Huang Hong, and a Qinglian Holy Fire burned Huang Hong's body, and the sword left.

Leaving a crowd of watchers looking at each other around.

"The ancestor of the Xuankong Period, dead?"

A monk stared at the severed arm on the ground in the distance and swallowed with difficulty.

"No, it seems that Xuanying has left the body. Another old monk had horror on his face.

Everyone was silent.

Although they are not in the Xuankong Period, and even most of them have seen the Xuankong Period for the first time, they have heard of the general situation of the strength of the Xuankong Period.

Xuan Infant is out of the body, and for a Xuan Kong Period, there is almost no difference from death. It is rumored that only after the cultivation reaches the Xuanying period and the soul is condensed, can the soul be attached to the Xuanying for a long time, so that the Xuanying can be separated from the body for a long time.

The Xuankong period can't last long at all.

"This Wang Feng, even the ancestor of the Xuankong Period has been killed?"

A young man felt that his breathing was a little difficult, and the mangled corpse in front of him made him feel suffocated.

It was the living Xuankong Period Ancestor, who stood at the pinnacle of the entire Liufeng City, and was beaten to death by Wang Feng in this way, and his body was torn to pieces.

Savage play, brutal methods!

Everyone seemed to see a demon opening its jaws at them.

A chilling feeling rose from the bottom of their hearts, and they suddenly found that this Wang Feng's feelings were very unstable.

A 情xù unstable dìng's Xuan Kong Period?

A deathly silence spread through the crowd, and everyone's hearts seemed to be pressed against a boulder, and they were breathless when they fell.

The news that Wang Feng had killed the Xuankong Period was like a hurricane, sweeping towards the entire Flowing Wind City.

In the Lei family, in the elders' chamber, it was not Lei Ming, the head of the Lei family, who sat on the top seat, but an old man who was tall and tall.

Just sitting there, he gave people the impression that he seemed to be suppressing a clan.

It is the current ancestor of the Lei family, Thunder.

"You said that Wang Feng might have obtained the inheritance exercises of the ancient monks, why didn't he tell me earlier?"

Thunder frowned.

"Yes, originally Ming'er didn't believe it, after all, although his methods were a little weird, it was not surprising that there were thousands of exercises in the world. ”

"But this person actually escaped in the hands of the ancestor of the Huang family, which is really shocking. ”

Lei Ming smiled bitterly.

"Oh?" Thunder narrowed, a purple glint flashing through it.

The Xuanyuan period escaped in the hands of the ancestor of the Xuankong period?

All the elders in the hall were silent, and a spy suddenly ran in from outside, and suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

"Tell the ancestors, patriarchs, elders, that Wang Feng ...... Wang Feng ......"

"Wang Feng was killed by Huang Hong?"

Thunder stared at the spy and said in a deep voice.

If Wang Feng really had the Ancient Inheritance Technique, their Lei family would have missed a great opportunity.

"No...... It's not ......"

The spy swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wang Feng, kill Huang Hong!"

"What!"

"What!"

............

All the elders got up when they heard this, the patriarch Lei Ming stood up, and even the Lei family ancestor Lei Ting suddenly got up, stretched out one hand, and a stream of spiritual power spread out of the body and wrapped the spies, taking his body directly into his hands.

A powerful coercion of the Xuankong Period rushed to his face.

"You said that Wang Feng killed Huang Hong!"

"Yes...... Yes, the subordinates saw with their own eyes that Huang Hong's body was torn into several parts by Wang Feng, and Xuan Ying escaped from his body!"

The spy said with difficulty.

PS: Thank you for the book friend "buckle q616822900", book friend "I love glutinous rice ~~" for the reward, the one in front is a man who wants to become the leader of the alliance, and when he sits on, I broke out in ten chapters, haha.