"boom!"

As You Bing finished speaking, a powerful aura landed like thunder, covering the wind.

It was the old man beside You Bing!

This person's aura is obviously much stronger than the ordinary nine-star peak martial saint.

But Xiang Feng felt it...

Although it is much stronger than the ordinary nine-star peak martial saint, it is not much stronger than the one on the thirty-fifth place in the Wuming Black Scythe.

It's amazing that he is a martial saint of the second or third meridians.

"Who is your Excellency?"

Xiang Feng did not rush to take action, but asked.

If he takes action directly, he is sure to easily defeat the opponent.

but--

Huang Lin is still in You Bing's hand.

He had to ensure Huang Lin's safety first.

"My name is Liao Eryan, and she is the senior brother of Geng Su and You Bing. Xiang Feng, I don't want to kill you, you can destroy your dantian now, I can spare your life."

Liao Eryan said coldly.

However, although he was tough in his mouth, he was a little surprised in his heart.

Under the oppression of his momentum, Xiang Feng could still talk to him so calmly.

It’s probably not easy to win the wind!

Therefore, his idea is to delay the time for now.

Because he had just received the news that the Qingxia Sect's people were coming here and would arrive soon.

At that time, he can use the power of Qingxia Sect to kill Xiang Feng.

"Senior Brother..."

As soon as Liao Eryan finished speaking, Geng Su suddenly walked to him and whispered: "This ring on Xiang Feng's hand is a storage ring."

"What? Storage Ring?"

Hearing these three words, Liao Eryan's eyes suddenly turned red.

He dreamed of getting such a treasure.

Unfortunately, I can't afford it!

And he is not a powerful second-generation young master. If he doesn't enter the divine realm, he will probably never get the storage ring in his life.

At present, a storage ring actually appeared in front of him.

"Ying Feng, I will die for me!"

Liao Eryan doesn't want to waste time any more.

With an angry shout, his body soared.

Like a goshawk fighting against the blue sky.

A vast spiritual energy was wrapped in his fist.

The iron fist as big as a casserole surged with breathtaking power and bombarded towards the wind.

"Want to kill me? Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Xiang Feng sneered and rushed towards Liao Eryan.

The two of them had an offensive, one was on top and the other was on bottom.

Xiang Feng slightly tilted his position, and then punched Liao Eryan in front.

"Bang!"

Twin fists.

The terrifying power caused a sound of sound explosions from the void.

"Puff!"

Then, Xiang Feng seemed to be invincible, and a mouthful of blood was squirting out, and his body flew backwards towards the ground like a kite with broken strings.

"Hmph! It's true that I'm vulnerable. I thought you were so strong. However, if you can only use the cultivation level of a peak martial saint of the seven-star star, you will be proud of me not killing with one punch."

Looking at Xiang Feng who vomited blood and flew away, Liao Eryan smiled faintly and felt relieved.

Fortunately, although Xiang Feng could calm down under the pressure of his own momentum, his combat power was not very strong.

This is normal, after all, Xiang Feng’s cultivation level is where.

It is a miracle to be able to regret that one punch will not die.

Below, Geng Su and You Bing both sneered and shook their heads.

Although the wind direction is strong, it is so strong that it is limited.

His strength is at most the peak of the nine-star martial saint, or he may be comparable to the appearance of a martial saint in the first lineage or a martial saint in the second lineage.

Compared to the three-merid martial saints like the eldest brother, it is still much worse.

"Senior Brother, hurry up and beat Xiang Feng to death!"

You Bing shouted at Liao Eryan who was slowly landing in the air and urged him.

Because he looked at Xiang Feng who was falling rapidly, for some reason he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Blame me to death? Sorry, I'm afraid I'm going to beat you to death first!"

As soon as You Bing finished speaking, the wind, which was already falling rapidly, suddenly surged.

To be precise, it is not the falling speed, but the sprint speed.

No one noticed that the direction towards the wind was exactly where You Bing was.

And until the windward distance of Youbing was less than five meters away, Youbing didn't react.

There was no way, Xiang Feng vomited blood and fell to the ground. They all thought that Xiang Feng was seriously injured, and no one thought that he had deliberately taken the opportunity to approach You Bing.

A distance of five meters is just a blink of an eye for ordinary martial saints.

Not to mention the windward wind at full speed?

"Swoosh!"

As soon as the sound fell, Xiang Feng appeared beside You Bing.

In his hand, a long fiery red knife appeared.

"Swish!"

The cold sword energy whistled.

A suffocating breath of death rose from You Bing's heart.

"not good!"

You Bing's scalp exploded.

He subconsciously asked Huang Lin to pull him over as a shield.

However, his speed was still faster than the sword of Xiangfeng.

"Puff!"

The sword flashed by.

The blood mist exploded.

A hot head soared into the sky.

Xiang Feng also took the opportunity to grab Huang Lin in his hand.

"Is it okay?"

Asked the wind.

"I, I'm fine!"

Huang Lin shook her head and said worriedly: "But, are you in danger now?"

She still thought that Xiang Feng was not Liao Eryan's opponent.

And I just vomited blood in the wind, and it looked like I was injured.

"I'm fine!"

Xiang Feng smiled.

Huang Lin's breath was stable, and he felt much more relieved.
To be continued...