Wankou Mountain is different from the sect, because of the relationship between the living environment, the people here have a stronger sense of belonging, many people marry wives and have children here, here is their family, and the leader is the pillar of this family.

Wang Yan said coldly, "You are a little Danhuo Realm cultivator, why should you be an enemy of the leader, even if you are a Tianjiao seedling, if you are obsessed again, not only your life will not be guaranteed, but even your friends and family will be implicated because of you, we will inevitably look for it, and then kill them all, and we will not let any of them go." ”

"Although we have not yet figured out your origin, I can swear that if you do not return the stele to the chief, after today, I, Wang Yan, will personally go to find out your origin and destroy the door behind you with my own hands. ”

Wang Yan's words were sharp, his original intention was to provoke Liang Feng and find a gap, so that the silver needle would hit with one blow.

"I believe that you are a smart person and will make the right choice, you can't get out of the ancestral mountain array, life and death are already in our hands, obediently hand over the stone tablet." ”

Liang Feng's physical treasures were closed together, and he stepped into the realm of returning to the basics, this state of hooking the Heavenly Dao originally made him very happy, and he was in a good mood.

But Wang Yan's words made Liang Feng really angry, Liang Feng didn't have much love before, but now he has just sprouted the seed of affection in his heart, this friendship, Liang Feng doesn't want to lose.

'Even your friends around you won't let go.' In this way, Liang Feng showed a hint of coldness.

"Boom!"

Liang Feng clenched his fists, but he didn't have a cultivation breath.

"Why, do you want to do it? Could it be that I hit your weakness? It seems that you also have family and friends, even if you have the power of the stele to protect you today, but tomorrow? The day after tomorrow? Even if I can protect you for a lifetime, your friends, family, who will guard, I will arrest them, torture and kill them in front of you, see if you move. ”

Wang Yan's murderous intent rose, and his face was distorted.

"Poof!"

Liang Feng took a step, half a step to move and unfold, at this moment, Liang Feng was like a mortal, slowly walking from the front, this step fell, Liang Feng had already appeared in front of Wang Yan.

The three silver needles hovered in front of Liang Feng's forehead, but Liang Feng turned a blind eye and just threw a punch at random.

"Buzz!"

A simple punch, an easy punch, it doesn't seem to have any cultivation, no strength of a hundred catties, just like a thin scholar, a stupid and awkward punch.

This punch, the entire Wankou Mountain can be seen clearly, and it can be seen clearly, Liang Feng's movements are very slow, but there is a strangeness in this slowness, like space distortion.

The seemingly slow punch hit Wang Yan's chest in person, but Wang Yan's body was like a lake being thrown into a boulder, and his flesh instantly sunken and twisted, undulating like ripples.

Liang Feng's slowness was formed by the trace of heavenly power that he had stepped into a state of returning to the basics.

In fact, it was extremely fast, from the moment Liang Feng unfolded half a step of movement, his body method reached the limit of what he could do, and no one could see it clearly up and down Wankou Mountain.

"Liang ...... Liang ......" Wang Yan stared at his eyes, and blood gushed from his mouth.

At this moment, Wang Yan's body is complete, but all the internal organs are damaged, the dantian no longer exists, the meridians are all broken, and there is only a trace of consciousness, which is still supporting.

The next moment, the three silver needles clanged to the ground, Wang Yan's body was no longer trembling, turned into a puddle of cartilage and blood mud, and fell to the ground, only his eyes were still staring at Liang Feng, revealing incomprehension and unwillingness.

Glancing at Wang Yan on the ground, and then at Xu Liguo and the three of them at the foot of the ancestral mountain, Liang Feng waved the stone tablet, stirring up pieces of rune ancient characters, dissipating this piece of blood and mud between heaven and earth.

Liang Feng saw the three silver needles on the ground, showed a smile, and thought that this is a good thing, and in case of a fight with the leader, this thing will be of great use, so he stretched out his hand and put the three silver needles away.

Quiet, the whole ancestral mountain up and down, quiet.

Next to the rope bridge, the four leaders who were originally in control of the overall situation, and the leaders who originally supported Wang Yan, held their breath, rolled their Adam's apples, and swallowed their saliva in surprise.

Xu Liguo, Xiaohu, and Cai Qing in the crowd widened their eyes and looked at Liang Feng incredulously.

Liu Changlin looked up, and even Tang Fei, who had never appeared, showed a hidden true face looking up.

At this moment, everyone in Wankou Mountain looked up at the top of the ancestral mountain and looked at this speechless young man.

At this moment, the cultivation on Liang Feng's body began to emerge, climbing all the way.

Liang Feng, who put away the three silver needles, recovered his mood, and he also knew that he had withdrawn from the wonderful realm of returning to the basics, stepped into the fifteenth layer of Danhuo, closed the physical treasures of the whole body, and hooked a trace of the power of the Heavenly Dao, before he could step into the realm of returning to the basics, although it was very strong, but it could not last long, and it was not easy to withdraw this time and want to step into it again.

But the people of Wankou Mountain didn't know the reason, thinking that it was a demonstration of the strength of the fifteenth layer of Liang Feng Danhuo.

Killing the Qi Condensation Cultivators in an instant with the Dan Fire Realm was too shocking, especially those Qi Condensing Monks in Wankou Mountain, they clearly knew that there was a huge gap between the Qi Condensation and the Dan Fire Realm.

Even Kui Capital watched in a daze as Liang Feng put away Wang Yan's silver needles one by one, without the slightest intention of stopping him.

"Crazy, did the madman kill Wang Yan because of us?"

Xiaohu had tears in his eyes, turned his head to ask Xu Liguo and Cai Qing, and saw that the two did not answer, but their eyes were also slightly red.

Condensing Qi cultivation was instantly killed by the Dan Fire Realm, and after Wankou Mountain was shaken, everyone couldn't be calm.

"Killed Wang Yan with one punch, breaking the tradition of Danhuo being invincible to condensation, this Liang Feng is so strong, is this the strength of the fifteenth layer of Danhuo Realm, completely comparable to the initial cultivation of condensation, no, it can be killed instantly, not to mention that it is comparable, it is completely transcendent, it has surpassed too much. ”

"Wang Yan of the Qi Condensation Realm, just one punch......?"

"If Liang Feng is immortal, what kind of treasure will he give birth to when he steps into condensation?

As soon as these words came out, it immediately caused an uproar.

"That's right, the treasure qi associated with condensation directly determines the level of strength, according to the books, there is a kind of coquettish son between heaven and earth, they are the dragon among people, it is difficult to produce one among ten thousand, there is atmospheric luck to add to the body, when they step into the condensation, it will be accompanied by purple luck treasure. ”

"Yes, I have also heard that in the same realm, the Purple Fortune Treasure Qi crushes the Danbai Treasure Qi, and the Danbai Treasure Qi crushes the Gray Palm Treasure Qi, can this Liang Feng be accompanied by the Purple Fortune Treasure Qi?"

"Today will be his death, it is useless to give birth to any treasure, he first abolished Liu Changlin, and then killed Wang Yan, even if he compromised and returned the stele, the four leaders would never let him go, and now, it is already a dead end. ”