In just one moment, three of the nine heaven-level masters who attacked Tang Feng were killed, and the faces of the remaining six suddenly became colorful.
Among those who died, there was a guest from the Tiandi Sect who came to congratulate them, and the remaining two were elders from the Yidao Sect, both of whom were in the lower realm of the Heavenly Order.
The fourth elder's right hand, which was no different from a chicken's claw, was shaking much more violently. Only now did he understand that the little devil's first blow against him had broken one of his hands.
But people are merciful. Otherwise, with the strength he has exploded now, it would be too easy to take his own life.
Regret and panic spread in the heart of the fourth elder. He felt that he should not be here, but what's the use of regret now? If he offended this devil, there would be no good life in the future, unless he was given to him today.
Stay here.
After the former sect leader of Wuyang Mountain withdrew from Tang Feng's attack range, he shouted: "The little devil has an indestructible treasure on his body!"
Not only did he discover it, but the rest of the people basically discovered this situation as well. Otherwise, why hadn't the attacks of nine people on Tang Feng failed to kill him? This baby must be quite powerful, otherwise how could he withstand it?
Nine people joined forces to attack? Many people had greedy looks in their eyes. If they can grab this kind of treasure, even if they don't use it, it is good to regard it as a treasure of the sect. It can be left to future generations to wear, and it can also be used in critical situations.
Always help.
But they knew that it would be very difficult to snatch this thing from Tang Feng. After all, this little devil was extremely powerful.
Just when they were hesitating, Tang Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, and paused suddenly, but it was just a moment. Tang Feng pulled out the black dagger from a corpse, and with a little step, he
He rushed in front of the fourth elder of Yidaomen. In the frightened look of the fourth elder, Tang Feng reached out and stabbed his Dantian a few times, and then quickly stepped back.
Cold sweat broke out on the fourth elder's forehead. He thought he was dead. After all, the devil's methods were too cruel. But the next moment, he found that he was intact. Even the place where he was stabbed by Tang Feng did not feel any pain.
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The fourth elder laughed loudly: "The little devil has no strength anymore, let's all come together!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was filled with energy, but suddenly there was a sharp pain in his dantian. Then his old face turned red, and there was a muffled sound in his abdomen, and his entire dantian seemed to be stabbed.
Like a broken rubber ball, the Gang Qi contained in his Dantian escaped from his body.
The Fourth Elder soon became sluggish. He looked at Tang Feng in disbelief and murmured: "What... kung fu is this?" Then he fell on his back, breathless.
Tang Feng stood there adjusting his breath and ignored him. He was just a dead man. What was there to say to him?
The Nirvana Finger does not hurt people's skin and flesh, and specializes in stimulating the muscles and veins. When those fingers poked, the muscles and veins near the Fourth Elder's Dantian were completely destroyed. If he didn't use his skills, he would be fine, but once he used his skills,
, how can the damaged tendons and veins allow Gang Qi to flow smoothly, the final result is just to be exploded by one's own Gang Qi.
This is because Tang Feng's cultivation of the Nirvana Finger was not in place. Otherwise, with his current high-level strength at the Heaven level, he would not need to poke so many times. A single finger would be enough to kill the fourth elder.
In a moment, another person died! Among the ten heaven-level masters, one of the middle-level heaven-level masters was being caught and ravaged by Ling Yieyan. Four of the remaining nine were already dead, and only five were still intact.
Tang Feng didn't seem to be having a good time, and his face looked a little pale. After all, he had to maintain the resurrection of the dead, and his energy consumption was too large, and he was hit by several people's attacks just now. Although the immortal armor can neutralize the opponent's energy, there is no way.
It caused no great harm to him, but the enemy's strength was enough to hit him. If Tang Feng hadn't been physically strong, he would have been beaten to death by the enemy long ago. It was not as simple as just spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Ling Yongyan has never intervened in Tang Feng's battle. Although she is ravaging Liu Chenfeng, she is always paying attention to the battlefield. She knows that Tang Feng is very angry now, so she must give him a chance to kill the enemy with her own hands and put away the resentment and anger in her heart.
A chance to vent completely.
The old man from Wuyang Mountain looked fierce and said inwardly: "Devil, do you really dare to risk the disapproval of the world and go against so many of us and so many forces?"
Tang Feng laughed loudly: "Joke! Since you say I am a devil, what do I have to worry about? According to your wishes, young master, should I poke my neck and bend my body in front of you? You are the ones who came to me.
The trouble is that Yidaomen is bullying me, Tianxiu Sect, and I am not here to kill Yidaomen. Old guy, you have lived such a long life in vain, and you still can’t see right from wrong?"
The old man was furious: "The little devil is so cruel and unscrupulous in his actions, isn't he afraid of being punished by God in the future and the Tianxiu Sect being retaliated by others?"
"Who dares!" Tang Feng was filled with murderous intent, "Whoever dares to think of this, the Giant Sword Sect and the Yidao Sect are the role models!"
"Okay, okay." The old man was so angry that he almost vomited blood, "If you have the ability, you can kill everyone here, but even if you can kill all the heroes in the world, you can't stop everyone from talking. Sooner or later, you, the devil, will
Being killed!"
"Old immortal, don't tell me that I am a hero who sacrifices his life for righteousness. You don't need to remind me that I will kill everyone here today." Tang Feng's black dagger suddenly swung forward, and a sword condensed into substance.
Mang slashed towards the old man.
The old man said it beautifully, but in his heart he was extremely frightened. He was originally condemning Tang Feng from the moral high ground. If he could make him feel a little guilty, then people like him could save their lives, and even return the favor.
You can sneak attack and kill him. But the old man found that the words he said had no effect on the young man. Could it be that he really only had killing in his heart and no conscience at all? How could this be unreasonable?
The twenty-year-old young man was clearly an executioner who had been killing people all year round.
Facing the shocking sword light, the old man quickly jumped up high, and the sword light flew out from the soles of his feet, cutting even the air.
While in mid-air, the old man roared loudly and shouted: "Where are the disciples of the Yidao Sect? Your sect leader was injured by the Blood Demon Tang Feng, why don't you come quickly to support him!"
The old man has no choice. Since he and the others are no match for Tang Feng, he should call all the people from Yidaomen over. Aren't you very powerful, little devil? Then fill it with a sea of people! You can always be exhausted.
At that time, anyway, these people were all members of the same clan, so I wouldn't feel sorry for them no matter how many people died.
Many of the Yidaomen disciples didn't know what was going on here, because they were busy preparing for the wedding banquet in a few days. When the old man shouted, countless people stopped what they were doing and hurried over.
The sect leader was injured in his own sect, what's the matter? Although they also knew that the person who could injure the sect leader must be strong, but they were outnumbered and powerful.
Not long after the old man finished shouting, hundreds of people rushed over, and more people were on the way.
And in just a short time, the remaining heaven-level masters were all killed and injured, and only the old man survived. The low-level heaven-level masters really had no room for resistance in front of Tang Feng at this moment.
Tang Feng cut off the old man's legs, looked at him coldly, and said: "When your grandson was bullying others, you probably never thought about this day, right? Good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil.
, since you allow him to do evil things, it would be a shame to die."
The old man smiled sadly. He didn't expect that his visit to Hexi with a sword this time would lead to such a big thing. Now his legs have been cut off by others, and blood is flowing out. His forehead is so painful that he is sweating, but he is still strong.
Said: "Devil, please give me a good time. You can kill me today, but my skills are inferior to others. I have nothing to say. But you have to remember that there are people outside the world, and there will always be people stronger than you."
Kill you."
"You are quite arrogant." Tang Feng sneered, picked up a big knife from the corpse of an elder of Yidaomen, put it on his shoulder majestically, turned around and faced the man who was heading this way.
The Yidao Sect disciple rushed towards me, "Don't worry, I won't kill you now, I want you to see with your own eyes whether I dare to risk the world's disapproval! Whoever dares to hurt the people around me, I will definitely destroy his nine tribes!"
Carrying the big sword, Tang Feng slowly took three steps forward. Facing the Yidaomen disciples who were rushing towards him, he swung the big sword forward.
The ferocious Gang Qi poured into the knife, and even if Tang Feng did not understand the realm of using the knife, a half-moon-shaped sword light that was several feet long appeared on the blade at this moment.
This is an intuitive reflection of strength after it reaches a certain level.
The sword light shot through the air and struck the group of yelling Yi Dao Sect disciples. These disciples, whose highest strength was only at the Xuan level, fell down like wheat being cut down.
The fierce and domineering sword light slashed through their waists, cutting them in half, and sweeping out a large vacuum area in front of Tang Feng.
He swung his sword again and fell down again.
Each sword killed dozens of people, with blood spurting out and internal organs squirming, just like Shura hell. Many of these Yidaomen disciples fell to the ground without even seeing Tang Feng's face.
The old man lying on the ground twitched his eyelids a few times and murmured: "Crazy... crazy... you are really a devil. The rumors are true, the rumors are true..."
By the end of the sentence, the old man's voice had become inaudible, and his eyes slowly closed lifelessly.
"Get out of here if you don't want to die!" Ling Yongyan roared at the group of Yidaomen disciples who were stunned and didn't dare to move forward or retreat. She knew that if this group of people still charged forward, Tang Feng would not stay at all.
It will only kill them all. The battle between Yidaomen and Tianxiu Sect has become a life-and-death situation. How could Tang Feng let these remnants survive? If they knew better and did not provoke Tang Feng, Tang Feng might still be able to kill them all.
I won't hunt them down, but if they send themselves to death, we can't blame Tang Feng for his ferocious methods.
