"So calming things down, is this your Nangong Jinsheng's style of doing things?"
Nangong Jinsheng looked embarrassed and was speechless.book
"Hmph! You, Prince Nanzhao, don't want to offend Prince Beiming's union, but we, the Hurricane Group, are not afraid!"
Qing Kuang shouted coldly and strode towards the bearded guard.
Seeing that he was alone, the leader of the Beiming Guards knew that he had reached a dead end, so he plucked up the courage and shouted loudly: [
"Feng Qingkuang, I know that your hurricane group has a large number of people, but Prince Xiao Linfeng of Beiming is definitely not someone to be trifled with! You... you have to think clearly!"
"Nangong Jinsheng used to be my teammate, Feng Qingkuang. I will take care of this matter! And..."
Qing Kuang turned around and looked around, as if he was deliberately speaking for everyone present to hear.
"I, Feng Qingkuang, am a character who is not easy to mess with. I am not interested in those who are easy to mess with!"
After saying that, the five fingers gathered together and tightly hooked the strings.
The Beiming guard was shocked. He had just witnessed the cruelty and tyranny of Qinyin Guwu, and he knew nothing about this Kung Fu. This kind of unknown fear is extremely fatal to any warrior!
"If you have the guts, gather the gang! Let's fight alone!"
The bearded guard brandished the sword in his hand and was still making a last struggle to resist.
Whoosh!
A piercing cold murderous aura interrupted his words. The leader of the Beiming Guards panicked and subconsciously blocked it with a wave of his knife.
He suddenly felt numb in his hand, and almost lost his weapon. When he was restrained by force, the second sound blade had already hit him.
"You are overthinking. I, Feng Qingkuang, have never thought of calling in helpers!"
Qing Kuang shouted coldly.
When the leader of the Beiming Guards tried to dodge again, it was already too late. He heard a hiss in his chest, and a huge gash opened in his leather jacket. A very deep dark red blood mark seemed to be branded on him, and a bone-piercing pain spread all over the place.
whole body……
"How is it possible...when did she become so..."
The bearded guard's face was earth-colored. He looked down at the cracked flesh on his chest in horror and kept shaking his head. It seemed that he had greatly underestimated Feng Qingkuang's strength just now!
Two crisp string sounds passed, and under the watchful eyes of dozens of people in the trade union hall, the bearded guard leader suddenly fell to the ground, struggled wildly with his legs and feet for a few times, and died.
There was sudden silence in the trade union hall.
The massacre of more than a dozen of Prince Beiming's bodyguards in public was unimaginable to anyone present.[
Even the seventh prince of Nanzhao had already made plans to put an end to the trouble, but Feng Qingkuang's appearance made him complete this feat like a storm.
Looking at the wounded soldiers and corpses on the ground, Nangong Jinsheng sighed softly.
At this point, he had nothing to worry about. He put away the long sword in his hand and strode towards Qing Kuang's back. When he arrived, he raised his hands and bowed gently, saying respectfully:
"Qingkuang, you saved me again! I don't know...how to thank you!"
Qing Kuang waved his hand and said calmly:
"No need! It's better not to have anything to do with a vicious person like me, Feng Qingkuang, in Nanzhao!"
Nangong Jinsheng was cold-faced and felt a little embarrassed for a moment. He remembered that the leader of the Beiming Guards had forced him to choose a camp, and he only wanted to remain neutral and not join either side. Now that he heard Qing Kuang say this, he couldn't help but feel guilty.