Yang Xiaofeng slowly lowered his head again, and the look of boredom just now appeared in his eyes again. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He let go of Luo Qingxue again, then took a few steps forward, slowly walked to the center of the hall and stood still, and asked in a low voice, "I don't know how you want to be rude to me?"

Feng Xiao smiled cruelly: "I want your life."

Before the word could be spoken, Bai Lian in her hand suddenly attacked Yang Xiaofeng's chest like a poisonous snake out of a hole.

At the same time, the three daughters of Yue Yiyun, Xue Fumei, and Hua Rongying were also divided into three directions, and they all attacked Yang Xiaofeng.

Yang Xiaofeng slowly closed his eyes, and then made a move.

He didn't have a sword in his hand, but he did, and his left and right hands were out at the same time. The next moment, his left hand had already grasped the thin silk of the wind, and as soon as he pulled it, the person with the thin wind involuntarily rushed forward, only to feel a pain in the abdomen, Yang Xiaofeng's kick had kicked her lower abdomen, and her body fell down on the spot.

Feng Xiaoxiao wanted to struggle to get up, but she didn't want Yang Xiaofeng's feet to be on her neck again.

Yue Yiyun's soft whip, Hua Rongying's Emei thorn, and Xue's short sword had already attacked Yang Xiaofeng's chest at a distance of one inch.

However, Yang Xiaofeng's right hand had already hit Xue Fumei's right wrist, and the short sword in her hand suddenly came out of her hand, but then it was held by Yang Xiaofeng, and then, with a slight wave, the soft whip in Yue Yiyun's hand, the thorn in Hua Rongying's hand, and the other short sword in Xue Fumei's left hand had been cut off, and Yue Yiyun's soft whip had even been completely cut off from the handle.

In the flash of light, Yang Xiaofeng's right hand stabbed again, and the short sword that was originally Xue Fumei stabbed directly into the left shoulder of Hua Rongying, piercing through the bones, and the tip of the sword penetrated through the back again.

At the same time, Yang Xiaofeng's left hand was wrapped around again, and the silk in his hand wrapped around Yue Yiyun's neck, and his empty right hand suddenly pinched Xue Fumei's throat again, and pinched Xue Fumei's throat to death.

Only one move, just one move, Yang Xiaofeng broke the joint blow of the four girls of Fengyue.

Silence, deathly silence, the hall was suddenly silent. Except for the moans of Tan Min and Hua Rongying at this time, as well as the gentle wailing of the wind.

The four daughters of Fengyue finally felt a trace of fear, a strong fear. It was as if everyone had never thought of it, and they themselves never thought that the joint blow of the four of them would be completely defeated by Yang Xiaofeng without even a single move.

As time passed, Evian Yue's face became paler and paler. The silk practice in Yang Xiaofeng's hand became tighter and tighter, she felt a little dazzled, and her head was also dizzy, as if she was about to lose her breath.

Xue Fumei is no better, she was pinched by Yang Xiaofeng's throat, but her face was getting greener and greener, and her eyes were getting darker and darker. The hands kept flapping indiscriminately, but the intensity of the slapping became smaller and smaller, and I was afraid that after a while, I would be completely suffocated.

Yang Xiaofeng looked at Xue Fumei and Yue Yiyun with indifferent eyes, watching the second daughter's breathing become weaker and weaker, the color of boredom on his face became stronger and stronger, and at the same time, the strength in his hands became heavier and heavier.

Just when the second daughter's life was hanging by a thread and she was dying, Lin Xiong finally spoke: "Xiaofeng, I can see it."

Hearing this, the force in Yang Xiaofeng's hand immediately increased a few points, and Xue Fumei's hand had completely stopped swinging.

Seeing that Yue Yiyun's face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and Xue Fumei's face had completely turned blue and purple, Lin Yuhan was also anxious, and hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the corner of Yang Xiaofeng's clothes, and said in a low voice: "Brother Yang, it's almost over, do you really want to make a fuss?"

Yang Xiaofeng still didn't let go of the second daughter of Xueyue immediately, but just turned his head to look at Lin Yuhan, and after a while, he let go of his hand. At the same time, he also removed his feet that were stepping on the thin neck of the wind.

As soon as his hand was released, Yue Yiyun and Xue Fumei immediately fell down, panting constantly.

Feng Xian was about to struggle to get up, but Yang Xiaofeng suddenly squatted down again, attached to her ear and said indifferently: "I didn't want to hurt anyone, but you'd better not provoke me."

Feng's thin face suddenly turned pale, and at this moment, Yang Xiaofeng's words were in her ears, which was tantamount to a ghost crying in the dark.

In other words, Yang Xiaofeng is even more terrifying than the evil ghosts in the deepest part of hell.

"Wind ......", Luo Qingxue called Yang Xiaofeng in a low voice, and the tears in her eyes instantly burst out.

He wasn't like this before, he wasn't like this before.

In the past, he was just a shy and innocent teenager.

He used to be so sunny, and when he laughed, it was as brilliant as the morning sun after the snow.

However, since when has he changed?

Cold, vicious, he rarely even laughed anymore.

He learned to kill.

He never wanted to kill, but in order to live, he had to kill.

Now, he has at least dozens of lives on his hands.

Why, did he become the way he is?

Thinking of this, Luo Qingxue's heart couldn't help but feel a pinprick pain.

Yang Xiaofeng got up, got up slowly, and said lightly: "Yuhan, I ask you for one thing......."

Lin Yuhan gritted his teeth and said, "I know."

"That's a good ......", Yang Xiaofeng said in a low voice: "I thank you."

"Hehe......", Lin Yuhan smiled bitterly and said astringently: "Why do you have to say this thank you"?

"I'll say thank you to you on her behalf......."

Lin Xiong stared coldly at the situation on the field, his gaze swept over everyone's faces one by one, and finally stopped at Luo Qingxue, and a trace of killing intent suddenly flashed in his eyes. And when he looked at Yang Xiaofeng, the killing intent in his eyes was even a little thicker, but after clenching his fists vigorously, he just ordered Jin Ge after all: "Jin Protector, you send Miss Luo out, remember to treat each other politely, and don't let the brothers in the sect hurt her in the slightest."

Jin Ge immediately flashed out and said, "Subordinates obey orders."

Then he walked to the door, stretched out his hand to Luo Qingxue and saluted, "Girl, please."

Luo Qingxue looked at Yang Xiaofeng in a daze, gritted her teeth and asked, "Feng, are you ...... Still won't you go back with me?"

Lin Yuhan's face suddenly turned cold. Turning around suddenly, his eyes were coldly hostile to Luo Qingxue.

Yang Xiaofeng was silent for a long time, and suddenly smiled astringently, and said: "I saved you today, but I only gave you a favor in the end, from now on, you are you, I am me, and we don't owe each other any more."

"But, the wind ......."

Yang Xiaofeng suddenly roared angrily: "Let's go...... Why don't you leave ...... yet?"

Luo Qingxue called again: "Wind ......."

Yang Xiaofeng roared angrily: "Can't you understand what I said, I'm doing well now, why...... Why do you bother me again?"

Luo Qingxue burst into tears, still looking at Yang Xiaofeng stupidly, and after watching it for a long time, she only saw that Yang Xiaofeng's heart was broken.

However, he was not the only one whose heart was broken.

Finally, she struggled to turn around, covered her mouth with her hands, and ran out quickly.

At the moment, it was raining outside.

So, when Luo Qingxue ran out, she happened to run into the rain.

And so, so fearlessly, she ran quickly into the rain.

When she ran out, Yang Xiaofeng immediately chased after her, and Lin Yuhan had no choice but to follow her out.

The Fengyue Sect people in the main hall finally breathed a sigh of relief, but Yang Xiaofeng's words made their already relaxed nerves immediately tense again.

His voice was low, and his people had already gone far away, but his words still came in with great clarity, through the long corridor outside, into the ears of everyone in the hall at this moment.

I only listened to him from afar, word by word: "If any of you dare to touch a hair of her, I will destroy her all the doors until I drain the last drop of blood, until I die." Unless I die, as long as I have my last breath left, I promise that I will make him regret living in this world."

Since they have already said that they will not owe each other from now on, but for her, he can spare his life. Or perhaps, for him, in this life, she is his life.

Life is hard, and she is already his life.