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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Killing

Chapter 120: Kill them all

Bian Wuxue sneered: "Who are you fooling?"

Tang Feixiao, in the midst of his busy schedule, also intervened: "Master Feng, I don't even believe what you say."

No one with any sense would believe what Tang Feng said. It is almost certain that the 2,500 people will capture Tianxiu. Even if they take a step back, wouldn't they still escape if they can't defeat Tianxiu?

?How is it possible that not one of them is dead?

Almost everyone thought that Tang Feng was telling lies to deceive people, trying to disturb the minds of several people in the Jujian Sect. But these words... there was no technical content at all, so it was better not to say them.

Except for Bai Xiaolan, no one present knew that what Tang Feng said was true.

At this moment, Yi Ruochen and three other elders came over with a group of earth-level masters. Bai Suyi was immediately shocked: "Junior sisters, why are you here? What's the situation at the main entrance?"

What happened today was too shocking. After Tang Feng left, Yi Ruochen and the others stayed at the main entrance for a long time before they suddenly remembered that there was still an unresolved battle within Tianxiu, so they quickly ran over with experts above the ground level.

support.

Hearing Bai Suyi's question, Yi Ruochen glanced at Tang Feng, the corners of his mouth twitched and said, "It's okay over there at the main entrance."

Bai Suyi asked with some surprise: "As long as everything is fine, how about the casualties of the disciples?"

Han Rou laughed dryly: "No one died and no one was injured!"

Bai Suyi and Lin Ruoyuan were shocked: "How is it possible? Is there no enemy coming over there?"

In a melee involving thousands of people, it was a miracle that Tianxiu's side could win, but how come no one was injured or killed? This can only be explained by the fact that the enemy did not attack.

Tie Luohong said from the side: "The enemy came over, and there were indeed more than two thousand people. But we...didn't fight. They didn't know what was going on, so they started killing each other, and then...not a single one was killed.

There’s nothing left.”

Bai Suyi and Lin Ruoyuan's faces were dull.

These words...are even more outrageous and unbelievable than what Tang Feng said just now.

Bai Suyi said with a serious face: "Junior Sister Tie, now is not the time to joke."

Yi Ruochen said hurriedly: "This is not a joke. In fact, even we are in a daze now and have no idea what happened. That is, Feng'er went over to contact them and said something, and those people

They are starting to kill each other. Otherwise, will we bring all the masters above the earth level here? There is indeed not a single enemy left at the main entrance."

The few people spoke without lowering their voices, so the people of the Jujian Sect could naturally hear them clearly.

Bian Wuxue sneered: "Can you trick me with just a few more people? This is your wishful thinking! All your masters are here. I'll see how you can resist at the main entrance!"

Tang Feng took a deep breath. He also knew that it was too difficult for Bian Wuxue to accept such nonsense. He winked at Bai Xiaolan and said, "Okay, Master Bian, your two thousand five hundred people."

The army has completely captured Tianxiu. Congratulations, Tianxiu will be yours from now on. But I think you should find another successor, because I accidentally killed your son last time, which was just fifty miles outside Jingan City.

In a wood."

"What? Did you kill Feng'er?" Bian Wuxue's eyes were about to split for a moment.

It was just his conjecture that his son was killed. Although it was very possible, Bian Wuxue still held out hope that his son would not die. But Tang Feng's words completely eliminated his fantasy, and Xue Ying

The bloody piece of cloth brought back was found in a forest fifty miles outside Jingan City. If Tang Feng was not the murderer, how could he know so clearly?

"I did it." Tang Feng nodded indifferently.

"I'll kill you!" Bian Wuxue roared angrily. His body suddenly turned red, as if it was on fire. Even the air around him was distorted. He turned around and wanted to pounce on Tang Feng.

Bian Wuxue hadn't used his Gangxin power just now because he didn't want to have a bad relationship with Tang Feixiao. But now, after hearing that his son was killed by Tang Feng, how could he endure it?

The three masters of the Jujian Sect were shocked and said quickly: "No, master!"

The four of them were originally like each other, and could barely survive in Tang Feixiao's hands. But now, Bian Wuxue was confused by Tang Feng's words, and the four people who were supposed to be united suddenly had a flaw.

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Tang Feixiao is so smart, why can't he catch this flaw? On impulse, Bian Wuxue aimed at the leader of the Iron Blood Hall, Luo Jiuhu, and struck him with a palm. Luo Jiuhu's whole body felt like being struck by lightning, and his body fell down.

Short, with him as the center, the hard bluestone slabs within a radius of ten feet above the ground suddenly collapsed and turned completely into powder.

In the dust, Luo Jiuhu screamed and was kicked in the chest by Tang Feixiao. He was kicked out of the battle circle and his chest was dented directly.

Tang Feng raised the soft sword in his hand, and with a sound of breaking through the air, the sword penetrated into Luo Jiuhu's chest.

Bian Wuxue also rushed in front of Tang Feng at this moment. The extremely furious giant sword sect master's eyes were blood red at this moment, and only Tang Feng was in his eyes. He wanted to cut the murderer of his son into pieces.

But before he could get close to Tang Feng, Bai Xiaolan, Bai Suyi and Lin Ruoyuan met him. Bian Wuxue was also a mid-level Heavenly Ranker, but because he was promoted earlier, his real strength was higher than that of Bai Xiaolan.

A bit taller.

However, he had been fighting under Tang Feixiao for such a long time. He had used up a lot of his Gang Qi and was exhausted. Now, even though he was furious, he still mobilized his Gang Heart power and could barely compete with Bai Xiaolan. In addition, Bai Su

Yi and Lin Ruoyuan, Bian Wuxue had no chance of winning. After just a few blows, wounds appeared on his body. He was like a trapped beast. Even if he faced three heaven-level people, he always wanted to go to Tang Feng.

Approaching here, it was clear that Tang Feng would be killed even if he died.

How could Bai Xiaolan and the other three people give him this chance? The three of them trapped him firmly within a certain area. With a pair of fleshy palms and two long swords, they kept inflicting more wounds on him and eroding his fighting ability.

The three of them are not as good as Tang Feixiao, and they don't have as much advanced strength as him. When facing the crazy Bian Wuxue, they will definitely not choose to fight head-on. Fighting to kill them is undoubtedly the best choice.

On Tang Feixiao's side, he originally fought four by himself, but now Luo Jiuhu is dead, and Bian Wuxue is restrained by Tianxiu's people. Only the two with the lowest strength are left. Uncle Xiao can deal with it easily.

It couldn't be any easier.

In almost ten short breaths, Tang Feixiao used the power of his palm to shatter all the muscles and veins in their bodies and turned them into useless people.

After taking care of these two people, Tang Feixiao finally had time to push out a palm.

An ice-blue palm print suddenly appeared above Bian Wuxue's head, who was being besieged by three women. The palm print was obviously compressed by Tang Feixiao, and the area it covered was not large. It happened to be slapped on Bian Wuxue's forehead.

He was beaten until his orifices bled, and he fell limply to the ground.

"Done, grandma is so exhausted!" Tang Feixiao clapped his hands and said. If he didn't want to let any of the four people go, why would he have spent so long to finish the fight?

The four people who were crippled by Tang Feixiao were all killed by Tang Feng, one by one with one sword, as if they were killing pigs.

"Let's go. The fight at the main entrance should not be over yet. The beauties need support from me, Lao Tang." Tang Feixiao decided to help them to the end.

Yi Ruochen gave a bitter smile: "All those two thousand people are really dead, do you still think we are lying to you?"

Tang Fei chuckled and said: "All the enemies here are dead, so you don't have to act."

Bai Xiaolan said: "It is true that he is dead. He was killed by Ah Feng."

A few people who didn't know the truth realized that it didn't feel fake. It was still possible if one person acted alone, but it would be too funny if so many people acted together. Moreover, they were all experts placed by Tianxiu at the main entrance.

, I won’t leave my post and come here without any reason.

Tang Feixiao looked at Bai Xiaolan suspiciously: "How could they all die?"

"Ah Feng did it."

Uncle Xiao turned to look at Tang Feng: "My God, Mr. Feng, how did you kill more than two thousand people by yourself? And in such a short period of time... Can you restrain your Gang Qi first?"

Converge! Is that possible? This wind is blowing my face so much that it hurts."

The Gang Qi in Tang Feng's body was even more violent than before, raging like a tornado around everything, and his clothes made a roar.

Tang Feng said helplessly: "I want to, but I can't restrain myself."

Tang Feixiao said with a solemn expression: "Master Feng, aren't you obsessed?"

Killing too much may also cause a perversion of the mind. If the mind is not good, it is easy to become possessed. Tang Feng's current appearance is quite scary. If he saw it at night, he would definitely be shocked and covered in blood.

Yes, his face was full of murderous intent, and his body was filled with gangster energy.

"I can tell you with certainty that I am not crazy!"

"Feng'er, how do you feel now?" Lin Ruoyuan asked worriedly.

"I feel very stressed! It's killing me!" Tang Feng said with a sad look on his face, "Let's not talk about this for now, I want to retreat!"

The jaws of a group of people almost dropped to the ground, and Tang Feixiao looked dumbfounded.

Retreating in seclusion has always been the exclusive preserve of masters. Generally, masters will choose seclusion when they encounter bottlenecks in their practice, or when they want to learn some martial arts scriptures. But what is Tang Feng's level? The eighth level of Lian Gang, Lian Huang rank.

Even though I haven't arrived yet, I actually have to go into seclusion. It feels like a child going to a brothel. It's not qualified at all.

Before they could react, Tang Feng quickly rushed towards Yanliu Pavilion.

The truth was indeed as Tang Feng said, he was almost exhausted. As early as when he killed the three deputy hall leaders of the Jujian Sect, the muscles and veins in Tang Feng's body were already saturated.

After condensing so many ghosts, how can there be any reason why it is not saturated? Later, after fighting back to Tianxiu, he condensed several hundred profound levels, more than thirty earth levels, and four heaven levels.

Especially those on the Earth and Heaven levels, the benefits each of them brought to Tang Feng were quite huge. With so many numbers added together, even though the meridians in Tang Feng's body had long been made indestructible, they were still unable to hold on at this moment.

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It was precisely because of the strength of the meridians in his body that Tang Feng dared to condense the Yin Soul so unscrupulously. Without this foundation, how could Tang Feng find trouble for himself?


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