Feng Feiyang was not merciful, but in the end, he still kept a thin line in his actions.
Yang Ning sat by the window, sighed slightly, and said to himself: "Swordsman, after all, is not pure enough." But thinking about it, Yang Ning soon felt relieved. Feng Feiyang's own background can be said to be a child of aristocratic family. , there are very few killings, not to mention the children of the aristocratic family, who still have that kind of aloof aura, and are still a little unable to do things like useless people.
If it hadn't been for Yang Ning's words, I'm afraid Feng Feiyang's attack would have been hard-pressed.
After all, there are differences between swordsmen and swordsmen, and between people.
"Five limbs?" The visitor sneered, pointed at his son, and said arrogantly to the wind, "You want to try?"
"Try?" Feng Feiyang looked sideways at the middle-aged man.
"Just give it a try." The woman's voice sounded, and Jun Yuyu kicked her in the air. Soon, everyone felt a sudden flash of a foot.
"ah……"
The scream is miserable and unparalleled in the world.
The target of the foot shadow, Mr. Qing, once again flew backwards. He was trapped in a pile of debris, covering his private parts, and let out a shocking scream that echoed throughout the restaurant.
"You..." The middle-aged man's eyes widened with anger, his hands clasped his claws, turned into sharp claws, and grabbed him from the air.
"Presumptuous." Liu Feng shouted sharply and stood in front of Jun Yuyu.
Clang!
The sword came out, and the sword intention suddenly appeared.
Liufeng was also really angry, because the middle-aged man's blow actually had strong killing intent, and he wanted to destroy the flower with his own hands. How could Liufeng agree?
A flash of sword light went away in anger.
"Is this a disciple of Beixuan Sword Sect?" someone exclaimed.
"Except for the Beixuan Sword Sect, there is no one else in our Liuyun Kingdom with such an aura of swordsmanship." This was a man with superb cultivation who felt the sword's intention and was commenting.
"Beixuan Sword Sect?"
"So the Qing family and his son have hit a brick wall?"
Mr. Qing's behavior over the years has already changed the atmosphere of Wuyin Town. Seeing the Qing family father and son being frustrated now makes everyone applaud.
"Kill him." Some victims shouted.
"Get rid of harm for the sake of reputation." It is also giving back a clear sky and white sun for Wuyin Town.
"kill him……"
On the first floor of the restaurant, the crowd was excited, and all the disciples of Beixuan Sword Sect were praising him.
A ray of sword light seemed to split the entire space on the second floor, making people's hearts tremble.
laugh.
Although it is a cutting sound, it is very clear.
echoing in the space on the second floor.
How could a cultivator at the peak of the Mountain Viewing Realm stop the sharpness of the sword light?
The sword's light was as sharp as breaking the world, all indicating the swordsman's unique destructive power.
The space is very cold, as if it has nothing to do with the spring breeze outside.
"ah……"
Screams sounded.
The flying claw fell down.
The sword was extremely fast. Even when the claw fell, the middle-aged man did not feel any pain. It wasn't until the sound of his hand falling to the ground was heard that the middle-aged man felt the pain.
The shocking screams seemed to be the cheers that encouraged the people of Kirigakure Town.
"These two evil men finally got the punishment they deserved."
"No, not enough."
"Compared with their various crimes, it's far from enough." Someone was furious, gritting his teeth, staring at the Qing family father and son with his eyes, more like a bright light that could take away people's lives, and yelling not to let Liu Feng and the others take their lives.
"Ah Te..."
A war of words.
Countless people watching were swarming like a hive, constantly rushing towards the second floor.
Because they are all victims, they all want to witness the downfall of the Qing family and his son.
Liu Feng didn't expect that his group took action angrily just because Mr. Qing harassed them, but he didn't want such a result to happen.
What an unexpected surprise.
Liufeng held Jun Yuyu's hand with an expression of enjoyment, thinking to herself: The hand is so soft and slippery...
Inadvertently, he came to the table.
As for the Qing family father and son, they have long been drowned in countless people. For such a group of ordinary people who are deeply persecuted, it is conceivable that the Qing family father and son will not end well.
The expressions of people wishing to eat their flesh and sleep on their skin are all venting their most primitive anger.
"Myolie, let's go too." Feng Feiyang hugged the beauty and saw countless people pouring in. He knew that the Qing family father and son had received the punishment they deserved, so he did not pursue the case.
Gradually, with the death of the Qing family father and son, the second floor of the restaurant calmed down. There might still be a slight fishy smell, but it didn't matter to the children of Jianghu.
The waiter served the wine and food to several people respectfully, looking at them with eyes as if they were looking at gods, respectfully.
The last few people had no choice but to send the waiter away. After all, being stared at with strange eyes would not make anyone feel good.
After the six of them drank wine and meat, Yang Ning sat by the window and said to Feng Feiyang: "Brother Feng, in fact, you could have killed him directly just now."
Yang Ning's voice was cold and full of killing intent.
Feng Feiyang was stunned and didn't know how to answer. Yang Ning was right. His life was flawless, but if he was not so strong today, it would have been a different outcome.
Human tragedies may even occur.
If you don't want to bear it yourself, you can only let others bear it. Only in this way can you live stably in this world. Because after all, this is a world where the weak eat the strong, and there is no place for the weak to survive.
Very cruel and realistic.
"Your sword heart still needs to be tempered." Liufeng was also educating his junior brother.
Zhao Gang didn't say anything and just feasted on the food and wine.
"Ha ha……"
Suddenly, a hearty laughter came from the stairs.
"I didn't expect Junior Brother Liufeng to come so early this year." A young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes looked a bit gentle, but he had a rough voice that sounded very discordant.
The moment Liufeng heard the voice, his face changed instantly, he was a little bitter, and he didn't even want to look back.
"What's going on?" Zhao Gang's mouth was full of foam and the smell of wine was fragrant. He didn't know what was going on.
"This is Ting Yixiao, the cunning master of the Demon Sect." Even though Liufeng didn't want to face Ting Yixiao, he encountered him in such a small space and couldn't hide.
"Ting Yixiao?" Zhao Gang suddenly stopped while eating meat, pointed at the young master at the top of the stairs, and said, "You said he is Ting Yixiao?"
Liufeng nodded.
"I..." Zhao Gang directly showed his murderous intention, and his murderous intent was strong.
"Zhao Gang, don't be impulsive." Liufeng stopped Zhao Gang.
"Senior Brother Liufeng, don't stop me, I will definitely kill him today." Zhao Gang's sword heart was already in chaos when he learned that the person coming was Ting Yixiao, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and they were all bright. Continuously.
"Don't be impulsive, you are no match." Liufeng screamed, and at the same time, his hands were like iron arms, locking Zhao Gang firmly and preventing him from leaving the table.
Tingyixiao, taken from Anzhi Tinglan, smiles slightly. A very artistic name, which complements Shang Ting's smiling face, but only if he doesn't speak.
"He killed my senior brother, and I want to avenge him." Zhao Gang said the reason why he was impulsive.
In the last competition between the five sects, the most outstanding disciple of Zhanyuan died at the hands of Ting Yixiao and was killed swiftly. Zhao Gang kept this in mind.
"Ting Yixiao was the one killed on the battlefield."
The battle stage is a place where the five factions compete. The stage is divided into high and low, life and death, very cruel rules.
Zhao Gang gritted his teeth, stared at Ting and smiled, his sword intent rising to the sky.
"Haha..." Ting Yixiao let out a rough laugh that lasted for a long time.
"I didn't expect that your cultivation is getting better and better." Liufeng let go of Zhao Gang, took a step forward, and faced Ting Yixiao alone.
"You are getting weaker and weaker." Ting Yixiao seemed to have no scruples about face, and attacked Liufeng mercilessly.
"Hmph!" Liufeng snorted softly and said, "We'll know in a few days whether he's weak or not." Liufeng's body had a strong fighting spirit that could break out at any time.
"Junior brothers, come up here. Here are our former defeated generals. You can just take a look at their faces." Ting Yi smiled and greeted downstairs.
Suddenly three figures, exuding evil auras, ascended to the second floor.
"Senior brother, are they the scum of Beixuan Sword Sect?" A voice that sounded strange and sinister, but full of magnetism, seemed to have endless magic power, which attracted people's attention.
A very coquettishly dressed woman, holding a gauze in her hands, her fair skin looming.
"Qiubielan?" Liufeng told the woman's origin.
Qiu Bielan, the second among the disciples of the Demon Sect, has unpredictable strength and beautiful appearance. Coupled with her clothes, she has an impulsive appeal and attracts attention.
"Junior brother Liufeng has a good eye. I wonder if you are interested. Let's get to know each other more deeply?" With a smile, there is an unpredictable temptation that people can't refuse.
Hearing Qiu Bielan calling his junior brother, Liu Feng suddenly woke up and couldn't help but hold Jun Yuyu's hand tightly, but soon, Liu Feng's expression returned to normal and he did not retreat but advanced.
"Junior Sister Bielan is still so tempting. I don't know where to stay tonight. I will definitely go to the appointment." Liu Feng's eyes showed a look of lust, and a sword intention was invisible, turning into the aura of greed. .
"Humph." But Jun Yuyu snorted softly, shook off the hand holding her hand, sat down at the table, and began to eat meat, her silver teeth chattering, as if she was not eating meat, but It's gnawing at Liufeng's bones.
"Junior Brother Liufeng, look at the little junior sister, she is alive and dead..." The smile is weird, but the allure is not diminished, and there is even a kind of attractive flavor that makes people obsessed and unable to extricate themselves.
"Hmph, there is a wicked way." Zhao Gang grunted, and a sword intent flew out, directly hitting Qiubielan's beautiful face.
Qiu Bielan has learned a set of charm skills that can confuse people's minds and even control the enemy to fight for themselves. In the last competition between the five factions, some people in Gu Daolou suffered losses, even themselves. Jump off the fighting platform, you will lose if you don't fight.
This is a very evil set of techniques, and coupled with Qiubie Lan who is charming to the core, you can imagine how terrifying its power is. No one wants to meet such an opponent.
In the last five-sect competition, the Demon Sect only won one less than the Wuyin Sect, but it was enough to show that the Demon Sect was powerful and could compete with the Wuyin Sect.
"Hey, this little brother is so handsome. I wonder if you are interested in discussing life tonight?" Qiu Bielan seemed not to be satisfied yet. She cast a charming look at Zhao Gang who was chatting with her, and her veil flowed, The lower abdomen is looming, exuding a strong temptation.
