"Young Master Ben also has a stick! I smash it! I smash it! I smash it!"

Seeing that the monk was so happy to kill, how could Lin Miaomiao, a guy who likes to be lively, endure the loneliness? Immediately shouted and rushed with a stick, and smashed it all the people in the City Lord's Mansion.

In this way, it will be bitter for Jia Zhengjing and them. There are pursuers in the rear, there is a siege in front, and the rest is only a dead end. Unless, their gossip remnants can withstand these two demons who use sticks.

It's a pity that the people they met were not ordinary strong people. One is the existence of the peerless master in the early stage, and the other is the peak realm of the top master, any one of them is impossible for them to contend with.

The two stick heroes bombarded one after the other with all their might, and Jia Zhengjing's already immature gossip remnants soon cracked and crumbled, making them miserable and panicking.

"Dead Miaomiao, what are you involved in? This is the benefit that the monk I asked for the boss, you can't grab it, get out!" Monk Gong Gong saw Lin Miaomiao join in, and he was very unhappy in his heart, and opened his mouth to drink.

But Lin Miaomiao doesn't care so much, if there are good things, everyone has to share them, how can this fake monk be cheaper? Keep saying Amitabha, kill people and don't be ruthless, I don't know if the Buddha is asleep.

found that Lin Miaomiao had no intention of retreating at all, and the monk Konggong didn't say more, the combat power was fully open, and he had to grab more, otherwise, it would be a shame for the monk to lose to a small top master.

Buzz Buzz......

The iron rod was slammed into a non-stop sound, and a gust of wind swept towards Jia Zhengjing and the others. Before and after, it was a fatal bombardment. For a while, Jia Zhengjing and others complained again and again, and they couldn't guard against anything.

Their strength, all combined, may be able to withstand one person, but they will definitely not be able to withstand the smashing of two madmen. But knowing this, they can only hold on, and there is no second way to go.

If you act separately, you will die faster. I can only grit my teeth and hold on, hoping that time will pass a little faster, and I can hold on until the reinforcements of the strong.

"I'll smash!" the monk picked up the iron rod and smashed it through the air.

"I'll smash it too!" Lin Miaomiao was not far behind, and split the air as well.

Bang bang bang......

Suddenly, the iron rod kept bombarding the remnants of the Bagua array, making a dense and piercing sound.

"I'll smash it again!"

"I'm still smashing!"

The two stick heroes won't let anyone, you fight, I have to make a move, for fear of suffering a big loss. In this way, the rift in the remnant array of gossip is getting bigger and longer.

Click!

Just when the iron rods of Monk Konggong and Lin Miaomiao smashed to the fifth round, the remnants of the Bagua Formation finally couldn't withstand the huge bombardment force, and collapsed in the crisp cracking sound and ceased to exist.

"This is mine! Die to me!" the monk shouted, and the iron rod swept away with all his might, smashing the nearest warrior directly into a mud ball, and the flesh and blood were splashed.

"I'm going to decide this!Go die!" Lin Miaomiao also opened her mouth and shouted, the iron rod was not idle, and when she smashed it, she also beat an unlucky ghost next to her to pieces, and her brain burst.

The two competed all at once, and neither was convinced by the other. If you kill one, I will kill one, if you kill two, I will kill a pair, anyway, it will not be less than you.

In this way, under the brutal strangulation of the two, the opposing personnel quickly fell down and killed them in one move. It only lasted for a cup of tea, and the battle was over, and everything was calm again.

At this moment, more than 100 mutilated bloody corpses were lying all over the hall of the main hall, and the flesh and blood were scattered everywhere, mixed with the blood water, slowly flowing, emitting a disgusting and strong fishy smell.

"Seventy-eight!" Monk Gong Gong felt that his record was very good, and looked at Lin Miaomiao with a smug face.

Lin Miaomiao sighed and said: "Monk, you are really too weak, only seventy-eight, this son can kill ninety, ninety, hahaha!"

But this time, the monk did not shout, but smiled coldly, and said lightly: "What's the use of killing so many small soldiers? City Lord Jia Zhengjing, but if you die in the hands of the monk, you will kill two hundred small soldiers." Young man, you're too far behind. ”

"You ......" Lin Miaomiao glared at the monk Gong Gong angrily, and said in a half-loud voice: "Okay! This son admits defeat this time, next time, you will definitely lose without shame, hum!"

"The monk is always with you, just don't cry when the time comes. ”

The two of them blushed and had thick necks for this, and Liu Feng could only smile slightly. These two people are freaks and can't be weighed with ordinary people's thinking. However, now was not the time to think about this issue, so Liu Feng immediately spoke up to stop the two from arguing.

"Don't talk about it, everybody pack up and do what needs to be done. ”

After listening to Liu Feng's words, Monk Konggong and Lin Miaomiao also stopped arguing. Lin Miaomiao looked at Liu Feng and asked, "Boss, with so many corpses and blood water, it seems that there is not enough corpse powder." ”

"There's no need to deal with it!" Liu Feng waved his hand, the corners of his mouth raised, and sneered: "Just let them come and see, if you can't get along with me Liu Feng, what will happen to you!"

At the sound of an order, Liu Feng took the lead in stepping out of the main hall, followed by the others. Everywhere they passed, those subordinates of the City Lord's Mansion hurriedly avoided it from afar, for fear that this killing god would not like them, so they solved it together.

Liu Feng didn't care about these people at all, he concluded that after his group left, these subordinates would loot the City Lord's Mansion and then go their separate ways.

On the road, the group walked separately. Ning Gu took his entourage and followed the official road to the post station, preparing to go to the capital to begin his journey to serve Liu Feng.

And Liu Feng took the others towards Fengyun City, he wanted to see if Feng Biyao had any news about the Sword Sect's headquarters, so that he could plan next.

After a few more days, Liu Feng asked the merchants who had been rescued from Dongyi Kingdom to take the first step, and let them take their own handwritten letters and go to the city lord of Fengyun City.

Now, only the team led by Liu Feng remains, and they are all sent into the space ball by Liu Feng. Everyone understands that there must be something big to speak out, otherwise, Liu Feng would not have done this.

Liu Feng looked around, and then controlled the space ball and galloped towards the mountain, and soon, he came to the deep mountain, and there were no people in a radius of more than ten miles. And surrounded by mountains, what happens is basically unknown to the outside world.

Dressed in white like snow, standing with his hands in his hands, the wind of the king reappears, proud of the sky.

Liu Feng's eyes were like torches, he glanced at all directions, and sneered: "Since they are all here, why do you need to hide?

Whoosh ......

On the hill in all directions, figures flew over, surrounding Liu Feng in the middle, and there were fifty people. Moreover, the cultivation of these people is good, and the weakest ones are all in the early stage of peerless masters.

The leader of the fifty people, an old man who looked to be in his eighties or nineties, had reached the late stage of peerless masterhood in cultivation, one level higher than Liu Feng, and was a very formidable opponent.

"Liu Feng, today next year will be your death day!"

The leader drank coldly, slowly raised his arms, and suddenly put it down when he passed the top of his head: "Kill!"