"No, this person's strength is too rebellious, right?" At this time, Li Zhongshuo saw Hao Lianshan die in embarrassment like this, and he really couldn't believe it in his heart,

Hao Lianshan's combat power is well known, his debut has been for many years, and many people have witnessed it with their own eyes, but Xu Feng has fought too little, to be honest, most people only know a little bit about Xu Feng in rumors, and those who saw Xu Feng's shot, except for the disciples of Yanwulou, have hardly seen it outside.

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Just now, the power exerted in this punch could not be a fivefold martial artist of the Grandmaster Realm at all, and what he could possess was basically all at the level of the Void Realm.

Hao Lianshan, who has the strength to compete for the king of a generation of Tianjiao, was inexplicably defeated, and he was defeated so quickly, before everyone could react, he was solved by Xu Feng with a punch.

Among the people, there are many people who don't know much about Hao Lianshan's strength, and they can't see the depth, so they feel that Hao Lianshan is flashy, and his combat power is not in line with his own realm.

"Bang!" suddenly sounded with the sound of a sharp sword unsheathed.

I saw a black figure, pounced on Xu Feng, holding a sharp sword in his hand, the edge was exposed, the three-foot-long sword qi on the tip of the sword was uncertain, and the sword light was intertwined, drawing a mysterious trajectory one after another, and there was a touch of coldness in the weirdness.

As if there was a pinnacle of great painters, waving and painting, I saw that the white mist condensed by Zhengang formed a piece of Central Plains land in the air, and the mountains and rivers that appeared in an instant were extremely real, and in an instant, they appeared in front of Xu Feng.

This huge landscape painting seems to have a faint point of light in it, looming.

"The Central Plains is a little red!"

Among the crowd, Lee Jong Suk was the first to react and shouted in surprise.

Once, there was a killer organization in the Northern Regions, mysterious and terrifying, and the most powerful person in this organization was a killer with the code name "Central Plains".

This person in the Central Plains, his cultivation is not too high, no one knows his identity, what martial arts is, and no one knows, only that this person uses a sword, and finally when this person disappears and disappears, and when he does not appear, everyone knows that "Central Plains" This person is a martial artist at the level of the Grandmaster Realm.

A killer who didn't even reach the level of stepping into the virtual realm, but it made the many famous martial artists in the Northern Regions, as well as the Tianjiao of the current era, all frightened.

The most feared thing is the swordsmanship of one of his assassinations, the terrifying swordsmanship, "a little red".

Since the debut of the "Central Plains", he has assassinated more than 100 warriors of all sizes and is famous all over the world.

The many Grandmaster Realm level martial artists who died in the hands of the Central Plains were nothing, because of the power of stepping on the Void Realm, eight people fell in their hands, which shows that in that era, how many people were panicked every day, and everyone was in danger.

When the "Central Plains" person was at his peak, he suddenly disappeared, and some rumors said that in a mission, the assassination failed. Some also said that they met a confidante and returned to the mountains and forests, no matter what the reason for their disappearance, for hundreds of years, there has been no such thing, and it has appeared in the rivers and lakes.

The swordsmanship "a little red", when it is displayed, it will emerge, like a picture of a great river and mountain, so that people, can't help but lose their minds, sink into it, the real sword light flashes in its painting, all killed, in the center of the eyebrows, there will be a drop of blood, like a little vermilion, so, later people, with the name of "Central Plains", as well as its characteristics, named: "Central Plains a little red".

When Lee Jong Suk was surprised, he saw that in this illusory picture, a flash of sharpness flashed, and a huge killing intent instantly emerged, and the speed was even faster to the extreme.

The people not far away, one by one, were not immersed in this painting, and they all reacted in time.

All of them widened their eyes, revealing a look of disbelief, in that beautiful and bewitching painting, a touch of extreme sharpness appeared, how terrible, how fast, so sudden.

But Xu Feng seemed to have known it for a long time, and stretched out a finger of his right hand without hurrying, and used it, "Three Points Return to the Yuan Finger", without revealing a trace of momentum, just gently moving forward, as if in a drill, directly on the edge.

"Ding!" sounded, the edge seemed to hit something hard and indestructible, time seemed to pause, and the next moment, in an instant, the edge disappeared, revealing an inch of snow-white sword tip.

"Buzz!"

The snow-white tip of the sword, as if it had become a ground powdered dry noodles, exploded in an instant, and a small amount of powdery crumbs instantly rose up and disappeared into the air.

Immediately after, the famous painting that first appeared in Nafu collapsed and dissipated at this moment.

I saw that in front of Xu Feng, a black figure was revealed, shrouded in a wide black robe, and the strong wind blew through the black robe.

At this time, the eyes of the masked man in black were full of disbelief and horror.

"Click!"

In this time of lightning and fire, the sword body froze and shattered, and the hilt of the sword also exploded, and the fierce and scattered strong wind blew out, and the right hand of the masked man in black holding the sword instantly became a blur of flesh and blood.

"Poof!"

In the next moment, in front of the masked black-clothed assassin, he only saw a touch of white clouds, and as soon as his eyes darkened, he lost consciousness, and was pointed at the center of his eyebrows by Xu Feng's "three-point return to the yuan finger", and the artistic conception emerged, annihilating his spiritual consciousness.

Xu Feng's move "Three Points Return to the Yuan Finger", among the three artistic conceptions, between the collisions, the first thing that appeared was the artistic conception of Tianshuang, freezing ice and shattering its sword, followed by the grandmaster Zhengang who contained the artistic conception of the wind god, blasting its sword hilt, severely damaging its sword-holding hand, and the last remaining strength rushed into the person's eyebrows with the artistic conception of Paiyun, destroying his spiritual consciousness.

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"What?"

The sudden assassination, its long-lost mastery, was terrifying, and everyone on the lookers felt that Xu Feng would be hit hard if he didn't die this time, and it would be difficult to escape.

However, things were not as everyone imagined, such a terrifying "Central Plains is a little red" assassination sword technique, even Xu Feng failed to take a finger.

This sudden assassination and Xu Feng's response also made the onlookers led by Lee Jong Suk truly realize that Xu Feng's combat power is no worse than the rumors.

The moon is like water, the atmosphere around is solemn, the cold is even more pressing, the excitement of the people watching the battle, just boiling, was instantly extinguished, in anticipation, the wonderful battle, just so fast, so anticlimactic end.

Everyone was in a trance, if it weren't for the corpse lying on the ground, a corpse that had been like a pride, and a corpse of an unknown assassin who had a stunning appearance, they thought that all this was just an illusion.