A sword qi of seven or eight zhang long rumbled out, although Fu Jingnian's cultivation was not as powerful as the sky, and he could destroy half of the palace of Daqin with one sword, but he could not underestimate it, the entire road surface was turned over under this knife, and the hedge rake railing that was piled up as a wall by the iron bull collapsed, and the crowd that was still dense and had no end in sight suddenly appeared a big mouth.

All this is the result of Fu Jingnian's suppression of cultivation.

Fu Jingnian slowly put away the knife, put it into the scabbard, and looked inside through this opening.

There was a mess in the Jingmen General Place, and the corpses were everywhere, and only three people were left in the center, which were the three hall masters of Peng Min, Su Junjie, and Shi Wentong.

The three of them were back to back, and there were blood stains on their bodies, especially Su Junjie, who had a wound on his back that spread from his left shoulder to his lower back, revealing his white bones and blood stains.

Long Zhiyun turned his head suddenly, his eyes met Fu Jingnian, he was shocked and frightened, he couldn't imagine that Fu Jingnian was so fast, his heart was cold, and he said inwardly: "Stop him for me!"

"Roar!" The Dragon Eagle Gang disciples roared to the sky, and they turned around in rows and swung their knives towards Fu Jingnian.

"Big bull, follow me. Fu Jingnian's eyes were clear, his toes were lightly hooked, and he held a spear on the ground in his hand.

Diagonally lifting the spear, Fu Jingnian was expressionless and walked forward slowly.

"Snort. The tip of the gun dragged up the spark on the ground, and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy holding a big knife with a hideous face was the first to slash at Fu Jingnian's head.

"Ding. The sound of the spear mopping the ground suddenly froze, and the spear in Fu Jingnian's hand was like a silver dragon, rushing up in an instant, and the dragon eagle gang boy was cut in two with knives in the middle of the lightning and flint.

Fu Jingnian didn't squint, passed by the young man, and continued to walk forward.

The young man in the prime of his life glanced at his lower body in horror, and his intestines and liver flowed to the ground.

This young man, who had just entered the mood for love, withered and withered before he could enjoy his youth.

A thick-backed blade slashed straight towards Fu Jingnian, Fu Jingnian turned sideways slightly, and the knife wind swept his skin a little painfully. It was only a fraction away from his head.

Fu Jingnian took advantage of the situation to grab the wrist holding the knife and twisted it, making a crisp sound of the wrist bone shattering.

"Choking" The thick-backed steel knife fell to the ground, and the Dragon Eagle Gang who held the knife let out a miserable scream of changing tone, and fell to the ground holding the deformed hand.

Fu Jingnian kicked him into the crowd next to him, his face was expressionless, and he continued to walk forward.

The crowd made a riot, no longer daring to move easily, staring firmly at Fu Jingnian, constantly retreating.

The three of them looked at each other and jumped out. Shouted in unison. The long knife swept towards Fu Jingnian's body together. Two stalks came from the front, and one came from the back. Fu Jingnian's head was slightly off, and the spear pulled out a half arc and stabbed it back.

The face of the man who had been killed from behind changed. The offensive changed the defensive position, and even though he tried his best, he could not resist the domineering force that burst out from the inside out, and was directly stabbed through with a shot.

The two knives in front of him were cut from the side of Fu Jingmian at the same time, Fu Jingnian pulled out his spear and swept forward, the two of them couldn't retract, and with a "bang", two holes were torn open in the chest.

The two clutched their chests and took a few steps back. Unable to fall to the ground.

Fu Jingnian's eyes were quiet, and he never changed, and Mu Ran walked past the two of them.

The Iron Bull looked around, and followed him step by step.

The spear in Fu Jingnian's hand rises and falls, and there is no need to cultivate. Without internal force, every time you raise your hand, a human head falls to the ground, forming a spectacular scene of one person pressing hundreds of people.

Every time Fu Jingnian took a step, hundreds of people from the Dragon Eagle Gang took a step back, and their movements were the same, and the sound of their footsteps on the ground was the same, raising a cloud of dust.

Fu Jingnian casually shot an oncoming Dragon Eagle Gang gang into a meatloaf, stood in front of Long Zhiyun, and said calmly: "How do you want to die?"

Long Zhiyun's eyes rolled wildly, and he shouted: "Go on, what to see." ”

Fu Jingnian stuck the spear heavily on the ground and said lightly: "I want to see who dares to take a step forward." ”

Everyone's scalps were numb, looking at the corpses piled up behind Fu Jingnian, they were as quiet as a cicada, and no one stepped forward.

Long Zhiyun was furious and scolded: "Bastard, bastard!

Fu Jingnian was not in a hurry at the moment, stretched out his spear, pointed the tip of the spear directly at Long Zhiyun's eyebrows, and sneered: "Don't you know that you are dying." ”

Long Zhiyun's pupils dilated, and he trembled: "No... Don't kill me. ”

Fu Jingnian shook his head lightly, pointed at the void, sealed his acupuncture points, handed the spear to the iron bull behind him, and said calmly: "Da Niu, this person, you come to kill!"

Tie Da Niu bit his lips, nodded heavily, raised the spear high, and then smashed it down crazily!!

And again, and again, and again

The bright sunlight shone on the tip of the spear, which was particularly dazzling, and Tie Da Niu's eyes widened, and he tried his best to smash the spear on Long Zhiyun's head like crazy.

"Give me back Jingmen!!" "Give me back my hard work!!"

The hideousness on Tie Da Niu's face made it hard to believe that he was once the son of an old blacksmith, and he was a little afraid to even kill a chicken at that time.

I have to say that sometimes, the environment can make people change dramatically.

And whether all this is good or bad, Fu Jingnian doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know, he only knows that this is the rivers and lakes that Tie Da Niu is crying and shouting to come.

The corners of Fu Jingnian's mouth twitched, he stretched out his hand to block the iron bull who fell into madness, and said softly: "Enough." ”

Iron Bull gasped heavily, his eyes red.

He dropped his spear suddenly, fell to the ground, and cried "woo", regardless of the fact that there were still many people here.

He cried like a child.

Su Junjie and the three of them glanced at each other, struggled to get up, staggered to Tie Da Niu's side, sighed secretly, and comforted: "Iron Gang Master, it's okay, the people are gone, we can summon, but as long as you are good, our Jingmen will never fall." ”

Tie Da Niu raised his head from his knees, his eyes blurred with tears, and asked, "Really?"

Peng Min grinned, scratched his bare head, and said firmly: "Well, of course it's true, aren't there still the three of us in Jingmen!"

Shi Wentong nodded in agreement, "Cheer up, from now on, as long as the helper says a word, my old history is to go up the knife mountain and go down to the oil pot, and I will not hesitate!"

Peng Min laughed: "Little Lao'er's life is also taken by the helper, as long as the helper doesn't abandon us, the three of us will rely on you." Peng Min's eyes rolled wildly, and he said: "But we have to say that we have to say that the helper can manage the little old man's full wine, and the little old man will have the strength to fight only after drinking." ”

Tie Da Niu burst into tears, wiped his eyes, and said with a red face: "I'm sorry, I made a joke just now." ”

Su Junjie and the three of them gave him a thumbs up, and said with a bold smile: "I like the true temperament of the helper, and I cry when I am sad." Laugh when you're happy, how nice it is, no jokes, no jokes. ”

Fu Jingnian watched quietly from the side, and quietly let go of the heart that had been hanging for a long time.