Ning Beimen shouted in a deep voice:

"Fan Yi, now that you are cornered, if you abandon your cultivation and give me three knocks, I can consider sparing your life."

Fan Yi glanced at the crowd in the field with cold eyes, but in his heart, he was thinking about the disparity in strength between himself and the other party.

What surprised him was that Xiao Shengdou was still very quiet until now, which made Fan Yi a little unconfident.

thinks so in his heart, but with his temperament, even if he dies here, it is impossible to bow his head to the other party, and even if he bows his head, it is impossible for the other party to let him go.

Fan Yi asked coldly:

"Ning Beimen, aren't you afraid that the old man will be angry and start a war with Yuncheng?"

Hear the words.

The middle-aged Confucian had an incredible expression on his face, and then smiled:

"Who are you now? You are no longer the city lord of Rongcheng, at most you are a child of the Keqing family, your life and death are not related to a city, don't take yourself too seriously. ”

Ning Beimen was right, Fan Yi had already lost contact with the City Lord's Mansion when he stepped down from the City Lord's Position, so Ning Beimen could appear here without fear.

And Fan Yi has not yet entered the Martial Sect, so he is not a disciple of the Martial Sect.

Fan Yi flicked his clothes, and he didn't say much.

At this time, Bai Yanfeng said angrily:

"Senior Mo, this kid has been against me many times, if I don't kill him today, I'm afraid that our Tianlong City will not be at peace in the future, so we can't be merciful."

Modes waved his hand, signaling that the boy didn't need to say much, but he had one thing on his mind.

There were so many people present who surrounded Fan Yi, and there were only two monks from the Six Realms, not to mention the remaining monks from the Three Realms and the Four Realms and a group of martial artists.

However, Fan Yi did not show the slightest panic.

This is not normal for the old man who is alive and well, on the contrary, there are many suspicious ones.

After all, Fan Yi is not a fool, and a seventeen-year-old boy should not behave like this.

Motes laughed and said:

"Xiaoyou has excellent talent, if it takes time, he will definitely be invincible in martial arts, but Xiaoyou is too arrogant and doesn't know how to forbear."

"If you are willing to hand over that magic weapon, the old man can reconcile one or two from it, so that the city lord of Dening will not correct it for the time being."

Fan Yi sneered again, and his whole body had already secretly mobilized his strength.

Xiao Shengdou didn't react, only the roulette mirror could contain one person at the moment, but there was another person, so it was a little troublesome.

The matter has come to this point, and the only way to resist the enemy is to fight it all.

Fan Yi saw the opportunity and swooped forward first, which was going straight to the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

This scene fell in Jiang Jixue's eyes, and she was directly shocked on the spot.

She naturally knew that Fan Yi was arrogant, but it would be stupid to rush to kill now.

Seeing this, Ning Beimen said coldly:

"Boy! Look for death! ”

As he spoke, he threw a punch and slammed into Fan Yi's fist.

Fan Yi's punch was the cultivation of the great martial arts master, and above his fist, there was a black round wheel caused by the distortion of space, which made people's hearts tremble.

Bang!

smashed out with a punch, but Ning Beimen did not retreat at all.

Only then did the sharp-eyed person see clearly, it turned out that the fists of the two had not touched together, and the black wheel and the six foreign spiritual powers of Ningbei Gate were in a stalemate.

The moment Fan Yi contemplated his eyebrows, he whipped up with his right leg towards Ning Beimen's head.

Bang!

A blow of the whip leg slapped heavily on Ning Beimen's arm, and the person was shocked back two steps.

The great master of martial arts cultivates, with his own body as the foundation, and the joints of his limbs as sharp blades, which should not be underestimated.

But between monks and warriors, it is better to talk about the same realm, but the difference between the two is three realms, and it is difficult to make up for it.

Ningbei Gate tapped his toes on the deck of the big ship, and he flew into the sky and stood at a height of dozens of meters.

He looked down at the clenched fist boy on the deck.

Fan Yi suddenly got up and stomped on his feet, only to hear a loud click, and the extremely hard deck actually broke a big hole.

With this reverse thrust, Fan Yi's figure also rose from the ground, and the wind was blowing above his fist, hitting the north gate of Ningbei.

The Ningbei Gate was raised a little higher again, and the silk coiled iron fan in his hand had already been stretched out.

There was an arc on his mouth, and he smiled:

"I can't help myself!"

Bang!

A punch and a fan collided.

When Fan Yi didn't have the ability to resist the wind with spiritual power, he was like a kite with a broken string, falling straight down.

After the deck was smashed through Fan Yi's body, the whole person fell into the cabin.

No way.

The cultivators of the Six Realms were already more flexible, while the Great Martial Arts Masters could only deal with it passively.

Ning Beimen succeeded in one blow, but he didn't want to chase into the big cabin, he knew that he didn't have much advantage in a land battle.

He was also afraid of Fan Yi's roulette mirror.

Ning Beimen shouted in a deep voice:

"Chase it in and kill that kid!"

As soon as the words fell.

Several monks and more than a dozen warriors on the deck actually jumped into the big cabin together to chase Fan Yi.

At this time, Fan Yi had already stood up and ran towards the tail of the cabin, playing a trick of hiding words.

I can't beat you in the air, so I'll wait in the cabin.

It was only a matter of moments, and the wailing and angry scolding inside the cabin came one after another.

"Are you a dog? Just know how to hide! ”

"There is a kind of hero who comes out to fight, and hides and hides!"

"Ahh Big brother, my leg is broken! ”

"Ahh

“…！”

Fan Yi's speed was extremely fast, and his journey through the cabin was like a brute ox entering deep grass, and every time he threw a punch, he would never miss.

In just a moment, eight or nine people were killed and maimed.

Mo Tex was shocked when he heard this, but he raised his head and glared at the north gate of Ning.

Said:

"City Lord Ning is so indifferent, but it's a little unkind."

Ning Beimen shook his head and said:

"You can do it, this kid is a great martial arts master."

Mo De was demoralized and just wanted to scold his mother, but he didn't dare to enter indifferently.

He was not afraid of Fan Yi's martial arts cultivation, but he was worried that Fan Yi would use a magic weapon to ban him.

It is small to be killed, but if it is planted in the hands of a Three Realms monk, I am afraid that it will be the entire Tianlong City, and I will laugh for decades after tea and dinner.

Jiang Jixue only figured out Fan Yi's series of actions at this time.

Fang Cai Fan Yi was knocked down from the sky by Ningbei Gate, and he was also calculating.

After all, he had just come up and pierced the deck, showing signs of panic, but he was afraid that Mo Tex and Ning Beimen would not give him a chance to do so.

The so-called virtual and real are all in one thought.

It was easy for the Six Realms Cultivators to imprison him.

Fang Caining's north gate relied on his cultivation to be profound, and he had lessons from the past, so he did not release the monarch's coercion.

Because he didn't know it, Fan Yi didn't actually have Xiao Shengdou to bless him with spiritual power.

Fan Yi gambled on this thought.

The shouts of killing inside the cabin became weaker and weaker, and the expressions on the faces of Bai Yanfeng and Mo Tex were all black lines.

Mo Tex finally couldn't hold it back, so he had to jump into the cabin hard, protect his body with spiritual power, and wanted to find out Fan Yi.

Motes looked at the countless corpses on the wooden planks of the cabin, and his legs trembled with anger.

Although these warriors and monks are not in a high realm, they are also cultivated by Liuwanglou with painstaking efforts.

Now that so many people have died, it is really suffering.

It is indispensable to be scolded by the landlord after returning to Tianlong City.

Motes said angrily:

"Child! Dare to show your true body and fight with the old man! ”

However, as soon as the words fell, a figure was coming towards him, and there was a roulette mirror behind the figure.

Motes was shocked, but it was a little late.

He just wanted to move his body, but his body was firmly trapped and he couldn't move for a while.

What Fan Yi is waiting for is now.

He gathered his whole body with all his strength and smashed his fist on the old man's face.

One punch to a hundred punches.

The people on the deck of the ship could only hear the sound of punching sandbags, which came from the cabin in a thrilling way.

Modex was beaten like a ball by Fan Yi and rolled back and forth in the cabin.

Although he has the spiritual power of the Six Realms to protect his body, his heart is in a hurry and corrupted, and he has already messed up his mind.