Feng Feiyang did not have a soft heart, but in action, after all, he still left a line.

Yang Ning sat by the window, sighed slightly, and said to himself: "Swordsman, after all, it's still not pure enough." But thinking about it, Yang Ning was quickly relieved, Feng Feiyang's own background can be said to be a child of a family, and he has seen few killings, not to mention that the children of the family still have that kind of lofty atmosphere, and they still can't do such things as waste people.

If it weren't for Yang Ning's words, I'm afraid that it would be difficult to see blood if the wind flew out.

Swordsmen and swordsmen, people and people, after all, there is still a gap.

"Five limbs?" The person who came sneered, pointed to his son, flew to the wind, domineering, and said, "You try? ”

"Try?" Feng Fei looked sideways and looked at the middle-aged man.

"Try it, just try it." The woman's voice, Jun Yuyu kicked in the air, and soon, everyone only felt that suddenly a foot shadow flashed.

"Ah......h

The cry is miserable, and the people are dead.

And Qing Gongzi, the target of the foot shadow, flew out upside down again, and he was free in a pile of debris, covering his lower body, and let out an earth-shattering scream, echoing throughout the restaurant.

"You ......" The middle-aged man opened his eyes angrily, clasped his claws with both hands, turned into sharp claws, and grabbed them in the air.

"Presumptuous." Liufeng shouted loudly and blocked Jun Yuyu's body.

Boom!

The sword came out, and the sword intent appeared.

Liufeng was also really angry, because this blow of the middle-aged man actually had a strong killing intent, and he wanted to destroy the flowers with his hands, how could Liufeng agree.

A sword light went away with anger.

"This is a disciple of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect?" Someone is exclaiming.

"With such a sword aura, our Liuyun Country, except for the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, there is no one else." This is a person who cultivates for a masterful time, feels the sword intent, and is commenting.

"Northern Xuan Sword Sect?"

"So the father and son of the Qing family have kicked the iron plate?"

Qing Gongzi's behavior over the years has already changed the flavor of Wuyin Town, and seeing the Qing family's father and son frustrated at this moment makes people applaud.

"Kill him." There are victims screaming.

"Eliminate harm in the name." is also returning a blue sky and white day for Wuyin Town.

"Kill him......"

On the first floor of the restaurant, the crowd was excited, and all the disciples of the Northern Xuanjian Sect praised it.

A sword light seemed to cut through the entire space on the second floor, making people's hearts tremble.

Laugh at.

It's a cutting sound, but it's crisp.

Reverberates in the space on the second floor.

The sharpness of the sword light could not be stopped by a cultivator who casually watched the peak of the mountain realm.

The sword light is dignified, like breaking the world, all of which illustrate the unique destructive power of the swordsman.

The space is very cold, as if it has nothing to do with the spring outside.

"Ah......h

Screams rang out.

The flying claws fell.

The sword was extremely fast, and even at the moment when the claws fell, the middle-aged man did not feel pain. It wasn't until the sound of his hand hitting the ground that the middle-aged man felt the pain coming.

The shocking screams seemed to be cheers for the people of Wuyin Town.

"These two wicked people finally got the punishment they deserved."

"No, it's not enough."

"It's not enough compared to their crimes." Some people were ruthless, gritting their teeth, and their two eyes, more like a bright light that took people's lives, stared at the Qing family father and son, and shouted Don't let the flowing wind and they don't take their lives.

"Oh ......"

A war of words.

Countless people on the sidelines surged like a beehive, constantly surging towards the second floor.

Because they are all victims, they all want to witness the fall of the Qing family's father and son.

Liufeng didn't expect that his group would only act angrily because Qing Gongzi harassed them, but he didn't want to have such a result.

What a surprise.

Liufeng took Jun Yuyu's hand, with an expression of enjoyment, and thought to himself: The hand is so soft and slippery......

Inadvertently, I came to the table.

As for the father and son of the Qing family, they have long been submerged in countless people, for such a group of ordinary people who are deeply persecuted, it is conceivable that the fate of the father and son of the Qing family will not be good.

The expressions of hatred for eating its flesh and its skin all vented their most primitive anger.

"Xing'er, let's go over too." Feng Feiyang hugged the beauty in his arms, and when he saw countless people pouring in, he knew that the father and son of the Qing family had received the punishment they deserved, so they did not pursue it.

Gradually, with the death of the Qing family's father and son, the second floor of the restaurant calmed down, and there may be a slight fishy smell, but for the children of the rivers and lakes, it doesn't matter.

The shopkeeper respectfully served wine and food to a few people, and looked at the eyes of several people, as if they were looking at a fairy, respectfully.

The last few people were really helpless, so they could only send the shopkeeper away, after all, they were stared at with strange eyes, and no one would feel good in their hearts.

The six of them drank and ate meat, Yang Ning sat by the window, and said to Feng Feiyang: "Brother Feng, in fact, you can directly kill him just now." ”

Yang Ning's voice was cold and full of killing.

Feng Feiyang was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer, Yang Ning's words were not wrong, his life was flawless, but if his strength was not so strong today, it would be another result.

There will even be human tragedy.

If you don't want to bear it yourself, you can only let others bear it, and only in this way can you survive in this world for a long time. Because after all, this is a world where the weak eat the strong, and the weak have no place to live.

It's brutal, it's realistic.

"Your sword heart still needs to be sharpened." Liufeng is also educating his own juniors.

Zhao Gang didn't say anything, feasted heavily, and kept drinking and meat.

"Haha......"

Suddenly, a hearty laugh came from the top of the staircase.

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Liufeng to come so early this year." A boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he looks a little polite, but he has a rough voice that sounds very discordant.

The moment Liufeng heard the voice, his face changed instantly, and he was a little bitter, and he didn't even want to look back.

"What's going on?" The meat foam in Zhao Gang's mouth continued, and the smell of wine was fragrant, I don't know what the situation was.

"This is the treacherous son of the Demon Sect, Ting smiled." Even though Liufeng didn't want to face Ting Yixiao, he couldn't hide from such a small space when he encountered it.

"Ting smiled?" Zhao Gang was eating meat, suddenly stopped, pointed to the boy at the staircase, and said, "You said he is Ting Yixiao?" ”

Flowing Wind nodded.

"I ......" Zhao Gang directly revealed his murderous intent, and the killing intent was strong.

"Zhao Gang, don't be impulsive." Liufeng stopped Zhao Gang.

"Senior Brother Liufeng, don't stop me, I must kill him today." Zhao Gang's sword heart, when he learned that the person who came was Tingxiao, was already in chaos, and his eyes were full of killing intent, and the essence was continuous.

"Don't be impulsive, you're not an opponent." The flowing wind was screaming, and at the same time, his hands were like iron arms of steel, firmly locking Zhao Gang and preventing him from stepping out of the scope of the table.

Ting smiled, taken from Anzhi Tinglan, and smiled slightly. A name with a lot of meaning, and the smile on Shangting's face can be said to complement each other, but the premise is that he doesn't speak.

"He killed my brother, and I want to avenge him." Zhao Gang explained the reason why he was impulsive.

The last time there was a big competition between the five factions, the most outstanding disciple of the War Academy, died at the hands of Ting Yixiao and was killed by Ling Li, and Zhao Gang remembered it in his heart.

"Ting Yixiao is the one who killed on the battle platform."

The battle platform is the place where the five factions compete, and the stage is divided into high and low, but also life and death, very cruel rules.

Zhao Gang gritted his teeth and stared at Ting with a smile, his sword intent soaring to the sky.

"Haha......" Ting Yi let out a rough laugh that lasted for a long time.

"I can't imagine that your cultivation is getting more and more exquisite." Liufeng let go of Zhao Gang, took a step forward, and smiled at Ting alone.

"You're getting weaker and weaker." Ting smiled as if he didn't know what to scruple about, and he was ruthless and hit the wind.

"Humph!" Liufeng snorted lightly and said, "Whether it's weak or not, you'll know in a few days." "On Liufeng's body, a strong battle intent can break out at any time.

"Senior disciples, come up, here are our former defeated men, you can just look at their faces." Ting smiled and greeted downstairs.

Suddenly, three figures, exuding an evil aura, ascended to the second floor.

"Senior brother, are they the scum of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect?" A yin and yang strange voice, but full of magnetism, as if there is endless magic, eye-catching.

A very bewitched woman, holding a light veil in her hand, her fair skin looming.

"Tyubelan?" The flow of wind revealed the origin of the woman.

Qiu Beilan, the second among the disciples of the Demon Sect, has unpredictable strength, a beautiful face, coupled with this dress, it has an impulsive attraction and attracts people's attention.

"Senior Brother Liufeng has good eyesight, I don't know if I'm interested, let's take a closer look?" With a smile, there is an unpredictable allure that makes it impossible to refuse,

Hearing Qiu Beilan call himself junior brother, Liufeng instantly sobered up, and couldn't help but tighten Jun Yuyu's hand, but soon, Liufeng's expression returned to normal, and he did not retreat but advanced.

"Senior Sister Belan is still so tempting, I don't know where to stay tonight, I will definitely go to the appointment." In the eyes of the flowing wind, a lust was revealed, and a sword intent was invisible, turning into a greedy breath.

"Hmph." But Jun Yuyu snorted softly, directly shook off the hand that was holding his hand, sat down at the table, and began to eat meat, with silver teeth, as if he was not eating meat, but gnawing on the bones of the flowing wind.

"Senior Brother Liufeng, you see that the little junior sister is dead and dead...... the smile is weird, but the temptation is undiminished, and there is even a kind of intriguing taste, which makes people obsessed and unable to extricate themselves.

"Hmph, the evil sect is crooked." Zhao Gang snorted, and a sword intent flew out, shooting directly at Qiu Beilan's flower face.

Qiu Beilan, who has learned a set of charm skills, can lose people's minds, and even in deep places, he can directly control the enemy and fight for himself, and in the last five-faction competition, some people in the ancient knife tower suffered losses, and even jumped off the battlefield by themselves, not fighting and losing.

This is a very evil set of exercises, coupled with the charm of Qiu Beilan to the bones, you can imagine the horror of its power. No one wants to meet such an opponent.

In the last five-faction competition, the Demon Sect only won one less game than the Fog Hidden Gate, but it was enough to show that the Demon Sect was powerful and could compete with the Fog Hidden Sect.

"Yo, this little brother is so handsome, I don't know if I'm interested, let's discuss life tonight?" Qiu Beilan didn't seem to be happy, for Zhao Gang, who was talking, he threw out a charming eye, the light yarn flowed, and the lower abdomen loomed, exuding a strong temptation.