In front of the Lingqi Cliff, the middle-aged man in black just walked forward calmly. But every step he took made Lin Huang feel endless pressure, as if the latter's every step was stepping on Lin Huang's chest.
Three steps later, Lin Huang's face turned red, and the energy and blood in his body were flowing crazily, as if he was about to explode.
Lin Huang immediately rushed towards the rear...
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
The middle-aged man in black shook his head calmly and playfully. He couldn't understand the meaning of a little Wuhou running for his life in front of him.
Do you really think you can escape?
"Ahem..."
Lin Huang retreated no more than ten feet, and he felt the energy inside his body move more and more horribly. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he could hardly control the retrograde flow of energy and blood.
At this moment, Jun Qingcheng suddenly appeared in front of Lin Huang.
The middle-aged man in black paused in his steps and frowned slightly, "Jun Qingcheng, don't think that because you are in the top ten on the Qingyun Ranking and have immeasurable potential, you are qualified to negotiate terms with me."
"Kill my disciples and provoke the Wufu. No matter what you say, it is impossible to walk out of the Wufu alive. Otherwise, our Qingtian Wufu will be disgraced today."
Jun Qingcheng held a long sword and shook her head calmly but stubbornly, "No one can hurt him."
"Then do you think you can stop me?"
The middle-aged man in black sneered, not taking Jun Qingcheng seriously at all, "Even if Su Marianhuan comes, or the elders of Wu Mansion appear, they can't stop this matter."
Jun Qingcheng still shook his head and turned to look at Lin Huang. The long sword in his hand suddenly made a terrifying hissing sound. Then, Jun Qingcheng unsheathed his sword and took the lead in killing the middle-aged man in black.
"You are so young and frivolous!"
The middle-aged man in black shook his head slightly and said, "Well, let me discipline your disciple for Su Marianhuan. It will also make you understand that no matter how potential the genius is, before he rises, he will have to be guarded by this emperor."
With that said, the middle-aged man in black waved his sleeves and moved towards Jun Qingcheng with one palm.
boom.
Just when the middle-aged man in black swung his palm, three fighting spirits appeared around Lin Huang and headed towards the giant palm. The giant palm suddenly exploded in the void and disappeared into smoke.
"My disciple, when will it be your turn to discipline Fang Jingyun?"
In the void, a clear and beautiful sound of scolding suddenly sounded.
Just when everyone looked up, a graceful woman wearing a green dress with water sleeves came holding a sword. The next moment, she appeared in front of Jun Qingcheng, confronting the middle-aged man in black from a distance.
Fang Jingyun frowned slightly, but only now did a hint of anger show on his face, "The timing of your appearance is too much of a coincidence."
"It's just each other."
The graceful woman was none other than Su Marianhuan and Jun Qingcheng's advice that Lin Huang had seen in front of the Wufu Pass. The latter was staring coldly at the middle-aged man in black with an indescribably cold look on his face.
"What will happen if you come?"
The middle-aged man in black, Fang Jingyun, smiled angrily, "You can just take Jun Qingcheng back, but this kid killed my disciples in the martial arts mansion, and a foreign wild dog dared to bark here. Do you still want to protect him?"
Can’t do it?”
Su Marianhuan turned her head and glanced at Lin Huang, frowning slightly, then turned back to look at the middle-aged man in black, "So what if it is? So what if it's not?"
Fang Jingyun's brows suddenly furrowed into the Chinese character "Sichuan" and he said angrily: "Su Marianhuan, don't forget your identity. As an instructor of the Wufu, don't you know how to defend the dignity and honor of the Wufu and instead help an outsider?"
Su Marianhuan's face suddenly turned cold, but she remained silent, as if hesitating... Fang Jingyun's bad tone made her very angry.
But what the latter said does make sense.
The dignity and honor of the military government cannot be challenged. This is unreasonable, but it is also the most reasonable.
"Sister Su..."
Behind Su Marianhuan, Jun Qingcheng quietly tugged at the corner of Su Marianhuan's clothes, with a hint of prayer on her delicate and beautiful face. If Su Marianhuan didn't take action, no one else could stop Fang Jingyun, who was in the Martial Emperor realm.
.
Su Marianhuan turned her head and looked at the girl behind her, with a troubled expression on her face.
But Lin Huang frowned at this moment. Whether it was the middle-aged man in black or Su Marianhuan's appearance, the timing was exquisite.
This shows that the scene of him making a big fuss in front of the Wu Mansion has already spread throughout the Wu Mansion.
Su Marianhuan didn't show up before, maybe the latter just wanted to see what kind of strength the young man who made Jun Qingcheng rush out of the spiritual cliff in a hurry had.
Fang Jingyun did not appear before, so he really wanted Qi Qingsong to kill him. Unfortunately, although Fang Jingyun appeared in time, the opportunity was delayed by the sudden interception of the fighting spirit.
But it's meaningless to think about it now. If he was a disciple of Wufu and someone provoked Wufu like this, he would draw his sword and rise. How could he let this person walk out of Wufu alive?
Stand, decide the direction of looking at things.
I just don’t know that besides these two people, there are still people secretly paying attention to this place...
In the field, Su Marianhuan was a little hesitant, but Fang Jingyun smiled, bypassed Su Marianhuan and Jun Qingcheng, and continued walking towards Linhuang.
"Boy, don't think that anyone will help you in Qingtianwu Mansion. Because it is an unscrupulous thing to kill people on other people's territory."
Fang Jingyun looked at Lin Huang and smiled coldly.
Lin Huang looked on guard, feeling the bone-chilling murderous intent again and the lingering aura of death surrounding his body.
Looking at Fang Jingzhi walking towards him, Lin Huang frowned more and more tightly. The three fighting spirits standing in front of him also felt like they were facing a formidable enemy, feeling a terrifying sense of oppression.
Lin Huang retracted his hands into his sleeves and his eyes became sharp, trying to forcefully summon more fighting spirits...
On the other side, Jun Qingcheng saw Su Marianhuan hesitate, lowered her head silently, and appeared in front of Fang Jingyun again.
"Qingcheng, get out of the way... I can handle it."
Lin Huang said softly.
"don't want!"
Jun Qingcheng turned her head and shook her head stubbornly.
"Su Marianhuan, if you don't take away your disciples, I will be really angry. Then don't blame me, Fang Jingyun, for turning his back on you."
Fang Jingyun looked at Jun Qingcheng who was blocking him again, his brows suddenly condensed, and with a wave of his sleeves, he threw Jun Qingcheng directly out.
At this moment, the three war spirits in front of Lin Huang suddenly moved and started to kill the middle-aged man in black.
"It's so ridiculous!"
The middle-aged man in black smiled coldly, looked at the three fighting spirits coming towards him, and waved out his palm again.
Lin Huang, who was behind him, was surprisingly calm at the moment. He thrust out his sleeves with both hands and formed seals with his palms, causing the energy and blood in his body to be consumed rapidly, and his face turned strangely red.
And within Lin Huang's body, a powerful summoning force rose from the Xuanhai within his body and headed towards Tibing's millions of martial souls.
As long as the three hundred fighting spirits appear in this world, Lin Huang will kill the middle-aged man in black.
Huhu...
Just when Lin Huang was about to fight his way to the bottom and forcefully summon the fighting spirit, a breeze suddenly came slowly between the heaven and the earth, making a whistling sound.
The breeze swept past, seemingly lightly, but with an indescribable gesture, it separated the middle-aged man in black and the three fighting spirits.
Fang Jingyun suddenly frowned and looked into the void!