"Poof!" Xiong Qiang, who was standing locally, never imagined that Nangong Fei would appear at this time, and was knocked away by Nangong Fei, and then the Netherworld Sword stabbed into Nangong Fei's body.

This is something Xiong Qiang never thought would appear, he never thought that at this time, Nangong Fei would suddenly break in, and he never thought that Nangong Fei's speed could be so fast.

Only when a person is at stake in life and death or forgetfulness, can he burst out of his potential, and increase his speed and cultivation in an instant, if it weren't for Nangong Fei's real life as his own, he would definitely not be able to burst out of the potential of his whole body.

This was just an instant change, and even the King of Freedom didn't have time to react, and the prey in front of him was replaced by Xiong Qiang to Nangong Fei.

Nangong Fei is not his real prey, Xiong Qiang is. So when he saw the Nether Sword piercing into Nangong Fei's body, his palm, which had already reached out, couldn't help but hesitate.

The moment of hesitation made him break out in a cold sweat in an instant, and a feeling of extreme danger emerged from his heart. He felt a super killing intent envelop him, making him creepy.

Everywhere he looked, he saw a pair of eyes that made his scalp tingle, and those eyes were fierce and fierce! like the eyes of a lone wolf in a lonely roaring mountain forest.

It's Xiong Qiang!

As if struck by lightning, the King of Freedom couldn't help but shudder, his body retreated, and at the same time, his real defense was also turned on in an instant.

Cover the mountains and rivers!

A huge bell appeared on his body, protecting his body tightly.

It's late!

Xiong Qiang roared angrily, and the clear jade sword in his hand seemed to sweep everything, and slashed diagonally towards Zhong Ding.

"Boom!" The loud sound was deafening, and the incomparable energy overflowed in all directions!

When all the energy dissipated, Xiong Qiang's hanging hands trembled, and the tiger's mouth holding the sword was already bleeding.

With a sword that almost exerted all its strength, after colliding with the mountains and rivers of the King of Freedom, it turned into a torrent of thousands of true qi and spread out in all directions.

The torrent of true qi dispersed, gradually revealing the figure of the King of Ease, and around him, there was still a huge true qi bell to protect it, but the bell had already shown a translucent state, and it could break at any time.

was swept by Xiong Qiang's sword, and the King of Freedom, as the receiving party, output all his true qi in order to resist Xiong Qiang's blow.

The tripod had not been broken, and the King of Joy was still in the middle of the bell, although he looked extremely embarrassed, with his hair disheveled, and his face was frighteningly pale, but at least, he was not dead! Except for the excessive consumption of true qi, which made him weak, he was hardly injured.

The King of Freedom was unscathed! Bai Hou was stunned, could it be that no one in the whole world could kill him?!

At this time, whether it is King Xiaoyao or Xiong Qiang, after experiencing such a fierce fight, they have reached the end of the crossbow, and under normal circumstances, no one can kill anyone again!

"Hahahaha! There is no one in this world who can kill me! You Xiong Qiang is no exception!" Although the King of Freedom is weak, he is excited for the rest of his life, just a moment ago, when he saw Xiong Qiang's blood-devouring eyes, he was frightened, and even he almost despaired, but at this moment, he was still standing tall in this world.

No matter how terrifying the power contained in Xiong Qiang's desperate blow and slash was, he still survived from despair.

Even Xiong Qiang couldn't kill him, who else in this world could kill him? The King of Joy laughed, smiling proudly!

"Xiong Qiang, presumably you are already exhausted now! I can't kill you today, and you can't kill me either, in this case, you and I will fight again one day!"

The Easy King smiled and smiled, but for a moment, he forgot about the danger just now, and once again thought of his plan, thinking of the Emperor's hegemony! This time he failed to kill Xiong Qiang, it can be said that the plan he had been brewing for decades had completely failed at this moment.

The two peak combat power are unable to fight again, so the next time is the time for the second combat power in the two camps to be vigorous, and on the side of the Easy King, except for Chiya and those dead soldiers, the other people are no different from waste in the eyes of this group of wolf-like martial arts people. On the other hand, on Xiong Qiang's side, although Nangong Fei's cultivation was beheaded and reduced to a waste, there are still Bai Hou, Yue Buju and Jian Eighteen, and even Qinglong Bu Ying.

defeated, like everyone under his command, in the end, without exception, he was also defeated in the hands of Xiong Qiang. It's just that he feels that he is not completely defeated, at least he is not dead, as long as he does not die, he can make a comeback!

King Xiaoyao glanced at Xiong Qiang, a touch of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and when he was about to leave, Xiong Qiang said: "King Xiaoyao, I won't give you next time!" After speaking, his figure moved, turned into a human-shaped big sword, and rushed towards the Zhong Ding of King Xiaoyao.

"Take the form and amaze the sword!"

Xiong Qiang roared and unleashed his strongest blow, a sword that was amazing! At this moment, he had turned into a humanoid giant sword.

The space seemed to be imprisoned, Bai Hou's grim expression was frozen, Nangong Fei's painful expression was frozen, and everything seemed to be frozen at that moment.

No, no matter how strong a person's martial arts cultivation is, it will never be able to imprison the space, the so-called spatial confinement is just people's illusion, because Xiong Qiang's speed is too fast, and it is almost to an unparalleled realm.

Xiong Qiang, who turned into a sword, penetrated Zhong Ding, and then passed through the body of the Easy King. When Xiong Qiang's figure slowly condensed into a human body again behind the King of Ease, he said softly: "You should be satisfied this time! It's not that no one in this world can kill you!"

The face of the Easy King instantly shriveled, and the bear strengthened sword passed through his body, shattering the internal organs in his body.

Zhong Ding dispersed, and the vain body of the King of Freedom also quickly fell towards the ground, and Xiong Qiang also fell to the ground, swaying, as if the wind could blow him down. This last sword made him empty all the true qi in his body.

The Easy King's eyes widened, looking extremely hideous, and those eyes were full of disbelief. Until now, he didn't believe that he was really killed by Xiong Qiang. The internal organs in the body were shattered, and a large amount of blood suddenly burst out between the mouth and nose of the King of Freedom.

Xiong Qiang swayed and walked in front of the Easy King, looked at the disbelief in his wide eyes, coughed a few times, emptied the bloody phlegm in his throat, and said: "I know you still have doubts, why was I able to recover my clarity in such a quick time after being hit by his Shura roar?

It doesn't hurt to tell you now, in the Imperial Palace, I can break your beautiful magic sound, do you think I can't break your Shura roar? Demon Breath Gong, Soul Deterrent Demon Sound, Wuxiang Divine Skill, these things don't belong to you in the first place, even if you get it by luck, but one day you still have to pay it back. There is no real invincibility in this world, only those who are complacent will have a sense of invincibility. “

Hearing Xiong Qiang's answer, in the wide eyes of the King of Freedom, his gaze dimmed, his whole body twitched, and a large amount of blood gushed out of his mouth and nose, which was congested by these bloods, and before he could take a breath, he stiffened his body and never woke up.

At this time, Xiong Qiang's face was also extremely pale, and the amazing sword he used at the end was the swordsmanship that he had already understood, in his cognition, that sword was simple to the extreme, just like when he followed Xiaoyaozi to Bailuoshan Middle School Sword, there was no fancy, just the simplest stab.

It's just this thorn that pierces the extreme speed of the world.

Xiong Qiang stabbed the sword and never needed to draw it, because he never wore a sheathed sword, and only needed to remember the target that the sword was aimed at, so he was usually faster than others. But at this level, he also doesn't need to draw his sword, or even draw his sword again, because he is the sharpest sword in the world, and he doesn't need to remember the goal, because the goal is always in his heart.

Seeing that King Xiaoyao swallowed his breath, Xiong Qiang's spirit also relaxed, and he let out a long sigh.

"Xiong Qiang, come here!" Bai Hou's voice came from afar.

At this time, Bai Hou was hugging Nangong Fei, his face was a little anxious, Xiong Qiang glanced at Nangong Fei, his heartstrings were tensed again, and he dragged his tired body to the extreme.

Nangong Fei's face was extremely pale, his breath was extremely sluggish, and he could no longer feel the existence of cultivation on his body, he was like an ordinary person on the verge of dying. Seeing Xiong Qiang coming, Nangong Fei's face showed a hint of smile, and there was infinite tenderness in his eyes, and he said, "It's okay if you're okay!"

Xiong Qiang nodded, and after checking Nangong Fei's injuries, he was also slightly relieved, although his cultivation was beheaded and he had become a waste, but except for some serious injuries to his meridians and viscera, it was not enough to be fatal.

He gently held Nangong Fei's hand and said, "You shouldn't come over." ”

"Yes, I shouldn't have come, but now I don't regret it. ”

Nangong Fei's words made Xiong Qiang feel a little surprised, and countless speculations about Nangong Fei's identity came to his mind again, but he soon calmed down. "Why are you doing this?"

A tear swelled in the corner of Nangong Fei's eyes, and after being silent for a long time, he shook his head and said, "There is no why!"

Bai Hou held Nangong Fei, and after being silent for a long time, he finally said: "Because ...... He's your father!"

Xiong Qiang's body twitched slightly, although he had already vaguely realized that Nangong Fei was most likely his father, but when he suddenly heard Bai Hou say this, he couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart. He sighed slightly, his face was as flat as water, and he just looked at Nangong Fei quietly.

Looking at the flatness on Xiong Qiang's face, the tears in the corners of Nangong Fei's eyes finally rolled down, tightened Xiong Qiang's hand, and said, "Child, I'm sorry!"

Xiong Qiang withdrew his hand, wiped away his tears for Nangong Fei, and said, "I'll still call you Nangong senior! You are more suitable to be a senior!"

Xiong Qiang has almost no concept of his father, if he wants to hate, it is probably because he did not have a father in his childhood, and was coldly regarded by everyone in Xia Mansion, at that time, he may have hated his father who he had never seen. But when Xia Mansion fell, he followed his mother to be displaced in the rivers and lakes, and even saw his mother being killed by **, he had already forgotten his hatred for his father, because he felt that he should not hate someone who had never appeared at all.

The word father was too unfamiliar to him. If he really wanted to say what his father had given him, he felt that he had just given him a life of ill-fated fate! If he could choose, he would rather not have this life. In this life, it's too bitter!

"Xiong Qiang, even if Brother Nangong was at fault back then, now he has returned it to you, you ......"

"Master Hou, forget it!" Nangong Fei squeezed away his tears and interrupted Bai Hou's words. Then he continued: "Indeed, as Xiong Qiang said, I am only suitable to be a senior. ”

"Lord Baihou, King Xiaoyao is dead, everything here is handed over to you and Qinglong. Xiong Qiang glanced at Nangong Fei, his face was extremely flat, and said: "Although Nangong's predecessors have been abolished, their lives are worry-free, let him live the rest of his life plainly!"

A sentence of Nangong senior, which made Nangong Fei's heart tighten, from the flatness on Xiong Qiang's face, and the tone of voice that called him, he knew that maybe in this life, Xiong Qiang would not forgive him. But in Xiong Qiang's mind, he has never had the concept of a father, and without this concept, it doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong, let alone forgiveness.