Green Dragon Gang, backyard flower pavilion.

"Boom!"

Black souls surged into the flowers, tearing these blooming flowers to shreds, and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers.

"You and other miscellaneous people are delusional to beat me?"

In the midst of the cheers, the black Dapeng Yuan Soul and the body of the Qingpeng King merged into one, standing proudly behind him, the golden vitality swept like a wave, and the powerful momentum directly scattered all the people who surrounded him.

"If you're willing to tell what's behind it, I can make you die a happy death!"

King Qingpeng was like a god king, covered in golden rays, and his eyebrows were blooming with blazing brilliance, he was worthy of being the strongest person among the young generation in Shacheng, and he could still show such divine power in the face of many strong enemies, and the group of people who were so shocked that the besieging group unconsciously took two steps back.

The leader said, "Good boy, to be able to have such momentum at a young age does not live up to your reputation." It's just that if you run into us, even if you have great ability, you will not escape death. ”

"Array!" the leader shouted softly, and the others immediately dispersed, forming an encirclement, surrounding King Qingpeng in the middle.

"Dragon Slaying and Peng Formation, Qi!" the leader shouted softly again, and the group each released the vitality in their bodies, all of which poured into the leader's body, and the soles of their feet had a light blooming, connecting with each other and intersecting in the leader's body.

Only then did King Qingpeng notice that there were a total of twelve people who came to kill him this time, and the cultivation of eleven people was in the early stage of the Yuan Yin Realm, and only the cultivation of the leader was in the middle of the Yuan Yin Realm. After the formation was opened, the cultivation of the leader was soaring at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he was rapidly approaching the late stage of the Yuan Yin Realm.

King Qingpeng's cultivation was in the middle of the Yuanyin Realm, and no one among Shacheng's peers was stronger than him, and because he was warlike by nature, he had a lot of combat experience.

Moreover, he is a descendant of the Jinpeng clan, and he was born with an extremely strong physique, and his cultivation is twice the result with half the effort, far from being comparable to his peers. The Jinpeng clan belongs to the ancient race, even if their ancestors have passed away for many years and the race has long since declined, but they still have the blood of the Jinpeng clan in their bodies, and they can still burst out with power far beyond ordinary people.

Relying on his rich combat experience and strong physique, he once fought against a great power in the late stage of the Yuan Yin Realm, and he fought for three hundred rounds without falling behind, which shows how strong his strength is.

King Qingpeng stepped on the top of the pavilion majestically, with a long and jade body, heroic and chic, without the slightest fear in his eyes.

"Dragon Slaying and Peng Formation, a shocking blow!"

The leader's body was injected with eleven different colors of vitality, his body swelled, the whole person also became swollen, his clothes were agitated, his hair flew like a snake, I saw him suddenly shouted, and the fierce tiger behind him became nearly a hundred zhang in size, and under the drive of the leader, he pounced on King Qingpeng.

"Vulnerable!"

I thought that this group of people could come up with some shocking formation, but I didn't expect this attack power to be nothing more than that, which made King Qingpeng a little disappointed.

"Golden Wings Flame Palm!"

King Qingpeng not only did not retreat, but stepped out in one step, slapped a palm, and the golden vitality quickly lingered in the palm, and the palm print formed a golden-winged Dapeng, which was fiercely bitten together with the fierce tiger of the leader.

"Boom!"

The terrifying damage erupted, the pavilion was blown to pieces, the nearby flowers were also twisted into powder, and the ground below the middle of the hand cracked deep scars, and the palm of the Qingpeng King directly smashed the fierce tiger that the leader gathered to gather the strength of eleven people.

Eleven flew like shattered flowers, and the leader was knocked away, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and then falling heavily to the ground.

"Bang!"

Without waiting for the leader to react in the slightest, King Qingpeng's speed was faster than Ben Lei's, and he fell in front of the leader in an instant, smashing his head with one punch!

"Let's go!"

When the other eleven saw that the leader was dead, they retreated, and each chose a direction, intending to flee for their lives.

Eleven people, eleven different directions, no matter which direction you chase, one or two people will always escape. But King Qingpeng won't let anyone escape, because he has Jinpeng speed!

"Ahhh......h

A terrible scream came out one after another, and within a few breaths, six people had already died in the hands of King Qingpeng, and the other five had already run some distance, but this was just to make their death time come a little later.

With the help of Jinpeng's speed, King Qingpeng killed four people, and there was one person left, and he was about to chase this person, when an old voice suddenly came: "My son, poor Kou Mo chases." ”

King Qingpeng paused, turned his head and saw Lang Bo and the rickety old Peng King, the old Peng King looked like an ordinary old man, but his eyes flashed with a fierce light, so that people did not dare to underestimate him.

"Dad, if I let him go, the next time we meet, he won't let me go. King Qingpeng was puzzled.

"My son, do you know where these people come from?"

"Their ears are pointed, which means that they are from the Silver Wolf Clan. "When he was killing people just now, King Qingpeng specially checked the ears of these people.

"That old thing Yin Tianba, he escaped a year ago, I didn't go to him, he came to provoke me. If it weren't for the fact that I didn't know the whereabouts of the Silver Wolf Clan, the Silver Wolf Clan would have disappeared from the Great Desert of Corpses a year ago. Lao Peng Wang's wrinkled old face didn't have much expression, but there was a trace of regret in his eyes.

"Daddy means ...... This person is from the Silver Wolf Clan, as long as we follow him, we can find the whereabouts of the Silver Wolf Clan?"

"Lang Bo, this matter is arranged by you, and if there is any situation, it will be reported immediately. King Lao Peng commanded.

Lang Bo nodded respectfully and said, "What else does the old gang leader command?"

"Tang Wu's kid made my son poisonous, and I wanted to pick his skin, but unfortunately he had escaped. Lao Peng Wang was a little angry, "You go to the Tang family, I want the Tang family to disappear from now on." ”

Lang Bo frowned, was surprised for a moment, and then said, "Yes." ”

"My son, you have cold poison in your body, and I can't do anything about it, so enjoy these last three days. After speaking, Lao Peng Wang patted Qingpeng Wang's shoulder, sighed and left.

"Young gang leader, how can the old gang leader be so ruthless? You are his own flesh and blood, isn't he sad at all?" Lang Bo felt very sad.

"Uncle Lang, as early as when I was five years old, my father's cultivation was promoted from the peak of the Taiyi Realm to the Transformation God Realm, and he was no longer my father. King Qingpeng looked melancholy and said slowly.

"Alas, the gods need to be broken. If people don't even have love, even if they can become immortals, what's the point?" Lang Bo sighed.

"It's a pity that at that time, my father didn't understand this truth, and he was bent on pursuing a higher Dao realm, and over the years, his cultivation has indeed improved, and his relationship with me has become more and more estranged. Even if I'm dead now, he won't shed a single tear. As he spoke, King Qingpeng's face showed a sad expression.

"At that time, the Qingpeng Gang was just a second-rate gang, and the old gang leader was bent on improving his cultivation, just to get along well in Shacheng. The higher your cultivation, the fewer people will dare to bully you, and the higher the status of the gang. ”

"Uncle Lang, isn't our status high enough now, why is Dad still in retreat at every turn?"

"It's ......," Lamber couldn't answer.

After being silent for a while, King Qingpeng changed the topic: "Uncle Lang, the people of the Tang family have colluded with the Silver Wolf Clan, Tang Ying is now in the hands of my sister, and when those people of the Silver Wolf Clan kill me, will they also go to my sister's trouble?"

"Don't worry about the young helper. Lang Bo was not nervous, "Before leaving, I had already arranged for an elite of the Yuanyang Realm to guard the eldest lady's side, and ordinary people would never be able to hurt her." ”

"No, I'm still worried about her. Uncle Lang, you accompany me to the green bamboo auction. King Qingpeng was very worried about Qingzhu's safety, "It's all my fault, I knew that I had brought my sister to the Qingpeng Gang, but I was too reckless." ”

"Sister, don't let anything happen to you......" King Qingpeng prayed in his heart.