Chapter 47: Speechless period, ask for a bank note)
"really......"
Hearing what the man said, Han Feng couldn't help but murmured: "They are both in yellow dresses, and they look so similar. She is indeed from the Nangong family."
Moreover, they must have a close relationship with Nangong Youya. After all, one is named Nangong Youya and the other is named Nangong Youqin. There is only one word difference between their names.
But he did not immediately go out to help, but kept hiding and watching, otherwise he might also be in danger.
At this time, Nangong Youqin said coldly: "Shameless! The Blood Ming Sect dares to kill my Nangong family like this. Aren't you afraid of Sifang City's revenge?"
"This is the Warcraft Mountain Range. There are countless powerful and ferocious beasts. Entering it is inherently dangerous. So, who dares to say that your death was caused by us?" The man's eyes never left Nangong Youqin's body.
"Ling Minghui, people from my Nangong family will be here soon. Then I'll see what else you can say!" Nangong Youqin said coldly.
However, Ling Minghui was not afraid. Instead, he laughed wildly and said, "They can't come because they have experienced the same thing as you."
When Nangong Youqin heard this, his expression became very solemn and he asked: "Are your Blood Ming Sect going to start a war with my Sifang City!"
"I don't dare to start a war. It will only slowly consume the power of your Sifang City. When your Sifang City is weak, then the real war will begin." Ling Minghui said without concealment.
"What a plan! You actually want to use Tianjimu as an opportunity to weaken our power step by step!" Nangong Youqin's eyes were full of anger.
"It's indeed a good plan, but if you don't want to die with Sifang City, you can choose to follow me." Ling Minghui's eyes were full of lust.
"Bah!" Nangong Youqin said.
When he saw it, Ling Minghui's face instantly lost color, and he said with a stern look: "Nangong Youqin, I can only think about it for three breaths. If you don't obey me, don't blame me!"
"Kill!" Nangong Youqin shouted.
In an instant, she actually killed him with her. There was a terrifying chill and full of anger in her offensive.
Ling Minghui became angry and ordered: "Kill them all except Nangong Youqin!"
When the order is given, it is killing.
At that moment, everyone was fighting desperately, with swords and swords clashing, and blood spilling into the sky.
Under the strong sunlight, a brilliant red rainbow was formed, but this rainbow was so tragic.
One figure after another fell down, and one after another jumped forward. This scene made Han Feng's scalp numb, and he couldn't help but murmured: "Is this a war between clans?"
He has been in the Cao family for many years, but he is a "waste" and has never participated in a war of this level, so he was shocked at this time.
"What's this?"
The big mouse didn't take it seriously and said casually: "Only if you see the kind of war between big clans, you will know what it means to pile up mountains of corpses and flow into rivers of blood. Tens of millions of people died in the battle. Looking from a distance, only
Endless corpse horror..."
Upon hearing this, Han Feng was shocked.
But after thinking about it, I felt it was reasonable. After all, the five major forces like the Warcraft Mountain Range only had strong men in the Martial King Realm, and they already controlled hundreds of thousands of people.
After a pause, he turned his attention back to the battlefield. At this time, the two sides were fighting fiercely, and there were not many people alive.
But the Nangong family is even worse. At this time, only five people, including Nangong Youqin, are alive, but everyone's body is covered with scars.
Ling Minghui raised the sharp blade in his hand and looked directly at Nangong Youqin, saying: "Nangong Youqin, what's the use of fighting for your life? I will capture you later, and you have to obey me, so why bother struggling in vain
Woolen cloth?"
"Kill!" Nangong Youqin got angry and started to kill.
The jade hand condensed the magic formula, and a snow lotus suppressed it, fearing that the cold air would attack and freeze the surrounding leaves.
"Hmph! Is the Nangong family's martial arts the Frozen Snow Lotus?" Although Ling Minghui snorted disdainfully, his expression showed solemnity.
Then, a skeletal hand appeared.
The bone hand exudes a scarlet aura, which is like coming out of hell, and this is the martial arts of the Blood Underworld Sect: the Ten Thousand Transformations Blood Hand Seal!
As soon as the hand seal came out, he grabbed the snow lotus and vowed to crush the snow lotus directly with powerful force.
However, the power of the snow lotus is also powerful. When the handprint fell, the cold air and ice had already sealed the handprint.
In this way, the two formed a confrontation.
But the people around Nangong Youqin were not as strong as her, and they fell one by one. In the end, she was the only one left struggling to hold on.
Under such circumstances, Ling Minghui laughed wildly and said: "Hahaha! Nangong Youqin, your people are all dead, how can you fight with me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the surviving members of the Blood Ming Sect immediately activated their spiritual power and injected it directly into Ling Minghui's Wanhua Blood Hand Seal.
Suddenly, the power of the handprint increased dramatically.
And Ling Minghui held his hand, and the Wanhua Blood Hand Seal immediately crushed the snow lotus, shattering into pieces and dissipating.
Phew——
Nangong Youqin was so shocked that she vomited blood, shook her body, and fell to the ground. She had no strength to fight anymore.
In unwillingness, I can only struggle and glare!
But the more this happens, the more enthusiastic and excited Ling Minghui becomes, walking step by step towards the powerless Nangong Youqin...
However, when he was three steps away from Nangong Youqin, a figure swept out and then stood directly between the two of them!
When he raised his palm, it seemed like countless stars were shattered, and he directly hit Ling Minghui with one palm. The fierce palm wind was filled with endless soft power.
"The Ten Thousand Transformations Blood Hand Seal is broken!"
Ling Minghui was shocked and turned pale, and immediately focused his palms to fight, but as soon as his palms met, he was immediately knocked back by a strong force.
Suddenly, he turned around and shouted angrily: "Who are you! I, the Blood Underworld Sect, are doing things, and you dare to hinder me?"
"I want to take her away," Han Feng said.
"Hahaha——" Ling Minghui laughed wildly after he left the words, and sneered: "You want to take her away, what a ridiculous thing to say."
"If this is the case, then the matter will be difficult to handle. Even if it is difficult to handle, it must be handled." Han Feng said casually.
At the same time, Teng Bujian actually killed him!
Moreover, even the big rat on his shoulder took action, but the direction it killed was the other three members of the Blood Underworld Sect who were still alive.
The black shadow is like a charm, and the big rat is very fast. With a casual stroke of its claws, deep claw marks will be left on a person's neck.
On the other side, Han Feng's fight against Ling Minghui was not easy. After all, his strength was only at the first level of the martial arts realm.
Therefore, he immediately turned around and looked at Nangong Youqin, but the next moment he was stunned because what he saw was nothing!
Nangong Youqin’s figure is no longer there!
"This woman..." Han Feng was speechless but found it funny that he tried to help, but the other party immediately ran away alone.