Ning Beimen shouted in a deep voice:
"Fan Yi, you are desperate now. If you give up your cultivation and kowtow to me three times, I may consider saving your life."
Fan Yi glanced at the crowd in the field with cold eyes, but in his heart he was thinking about the disparity in strength between himself and the opponent.
What surprised him was that Xiao Shengdou was still extremely calm even now, which made Fan Yi feel a little less confident.
He thought so in his heart, but with his temperament, even if he died in battle, he would not be able to bow his head to the other party, and even if he bowed his head, the other party would not let him go.
Fan Yi asked coldly:
"Ning Beimen, aren't you afraid that the old man will be angry and start a war with Yuncheng?"
Hear the words.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar showed an incredible expression on his face, and then smiled:
"What is your status now? You are no longer the city lord of Rongcheng. At most, you are a descendant of the Keqing family. Your life and death are not related to a city. Don't take yourself too seriously."
Ning Beimen was right. Fan Yi had lost contact with the City Lord's Mansion when he stepped down as City Lord, so Ning Beimen could appear here without any scruples.
Fan Yi has not yet become a disciple of Wuzong, so he cannot be considered a disciple of Wuzong.
Fan Yi flicked his clothes and didn't say much.
At this time, Bai Yanfeng said angrily:
"Senior Mo, this kid has been against me time and time again. If we don't kill him today, I'm afraid our Tianlong City will not be able to live in peace in the future. Don't be merciful."
Mordes waved his hand, indicating that the young man did not need to say anything, but he was thinking about one thing in his heart.
Fan Yi was surrounded by so many people, and there were two monks from the Sixth Realm, not to mention the other monks from the Three Realms and Four Realms and a group of warriors.
However, Fan Yi did not show any panic.
This is not normal for an old man who has lived as an adult. On the contrary, there are many suspicious things.
After all, Fan Yi is not an idiot, and a seventeen-year-old boy should not behave like this.
Mordes chuckled and said:
"My talent is excellent. If time passes, I will definitely be invincible in martial arts. However, I am too arrogant and don't know how to hold back."
"If you are willing to hand over the magic weapon, I can mediate one or two of them, so that City Lord De Ning will not bother you for the time being."
Fan Yi sneered again, and his whole body was secretly gathering strength.
Xiao Shengdou didn't respond. At present, only the roulette mirror could restrain one person, but there was another person, which would cause some trouble.
Now that the matter has come to this, we can only fight against the enemy with all our strength.
Fan Yi saw the opportunity and swooped forward first, heading straight for the middle-aged Confucian scholar.
This scene fell into Jiang Jixue's eyes, and she was immediately shocked.
She naturally knew that Fan Yi was arrogant, but it seemed stupid to charge him now.
Ning Beimen saw this and shouted coldly:
"Boy! Looking for death!"
As he spoke, he punched out an ordinary punch, and it suddenly collided with Fan Yi's fist.
Fan Yi's punch was that of a martial arts master. Above his fist, there was a black round wheel caused by the distortion of space, which was frightening to see.
boom!
A punch was thrown, but Ning Beimen did not retreat at all.
Those with sharp eyes could see clearly now that the fists of the two people had not touched each other. The black wheel and Ning Beimen's six realms were releasing spiritual power, and they were locked in a stalemate.
The moment Fan Yi frowned, he whipped his right leg towards Ning Beimen's head.
boom!
The whip leg hit Ning Beimen hard on the arm, causing him to take two steps back.
The cultivation of a martial arts master is based on his own body and the joints of his limbs are sharp blades, which should not be underestimated.
But between monks and warriors, it is easier to say that they are in the same realm, but the difference between the two is three realms, which is difficult to make up for.
Gatekeeper Ningbei tapped his toes on the deck of the ship and flew into the sky, standing dozens of meters high.
He looked down at the boy on the deck with his fist clenched.
Fan Yi suddenly stood up and stamped his foot, only to hear a loud click, and a big hole broke through the extremely hard deck.
With the help of this reverse thrust, Fan Yi's figure also rose up from the ground. The strong wind above his fist hit Ningbei Gate directly.
Ningbei Gate was raised a little higher again, and the silk-rolled iron fan in his hand had already been stretched open.
There was a curve on his lips and he said with a smile:
"Don't overestimate your capabilities!"
boom!
Punch and slap.
When Fan Yi had no spiritual power to control the wind, he fell straight down like a kite with its string broken.
After the deck was smashed through by Fan Yi's body, he fell deeply into the cabin.
no way.
Sixth realm monks are inherently more flexible, while martial arts masters can only deal with them passively.
Ning Beimen succeeded with one blow, but he was unwilling to pursue him into the large cabin. He knew that he did not have much advantage in a land battle.
He was also afraid of Fan Yi's roulette mirror.
Ning Beimen shouted in a deep voice:
"Go after him and kill that kid!"
The words just fell.
Several monks and more than ten warriors on the deck actually jumped into the cabin of the ship to chase Fan Yi.
At this time, Fan Yi had already stood up and ran towards the stern of the cabin, playing a trick of hiding.
I can't beat you in an air battle, so I'll wait in the cabin.
In just a moment, screams and curses erupted inside the cabin.
"Are you a dog? You just know how to hide!"
"If you have the guts to come out and fight, what kind of hero can you be if you hide in hiding?"
"Ah! Brother, my leg is broken!"
"ah!"
"…!"
Fan Yi was extremely fast, walking through the cabin like a bull in deep grass, and never missed every punch he threw.
In just a short time, eight or nine people were killed and maimed.
Mordes was shocked when he heard this, but he raised his head and glared at Ning Beimen.
said:
"City Lord Ning is a little unkind to just sit back and watch."
Ning Beimen shook his head and said:
"You go ahead, this guy is a great martial arts master."
Mo was so demoralized that he just wanted to scold her, but he didn't dare to enter indifferently.
He was not afraid of Fan Yi's martial arts skills, but he was worried that Fan Yi would use magic weapons to restrain him.
It was a small thing to be beaten to death, but if he fell into the hands of a Third Realm monk, he would probably be laughed at by the entire Tianlong City for decades.
Only then did Jiang Jixue understand Fan Yi's series of actions.
Just now, Fan Yi was bombarded from the sky by Ning Beimen, and it was also part of a plan.
After all, he penetrated the deck as soon as he came up and showed signs of panic. I was afraid that Mordes and Ning Beimen would not give him the chance to do so.
The so-called virtuality and reality are all in one thought.
It would be easy for the Six Realm monks to imprison him.
Just now, Ning Beimen relied on his advanced cultivation and learned from past mistakes, so he did not release the monarch's pressure.
The whole reason is unknown, Fan Yi actually did not have Xiao Shengdou to bless him with spiritual power.
This is what Fan Yi is betting on.
The shouts of killing inside the cabin became weaker and weaker, and the expressions on the faces of Bai Yanfeng and Mo Deshi were both black lines.
Mordes finally couldn't hold it any longer, so he had no choice but to jump into the cabin, using his spiritual power to protect his body, trying to find Fan Yi.
Mordes looked at the countless corpses on the cabin planks, his legs shaking with anger.
Although these warriors and monks are not at a high level, they have been cultivated by Liuwanglou with great effort.
So many people have died now, it is really difficult to describe.
It is inevitable that he will be scolded by the original poster after returning to Tianlong City.
Mordes said angrily:
"My child! How dare you show your true identity and fight me!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, a figure approached him, with a roulette mirror behind the figure.
Mordes was shocked, but it was a little late.
He just wanted to move his body, but his body was tightly trapped and he couldn't move for a while.
Fan Yi is waiting for now.
He gathered all his strength and punched the old man in the face.
One punch comes and a hundred punches come.
People on the deck could only hear the thrilling sound of punching sandbags coming from inside the cabin.
Mordes was beaten like a ball by Fan Yi and rolled back and forth in the cabin.
Although he was protected by the spiritual power of the six realms, he was so angry that his character had already been messed up.
