A sword field composed of twenty Tingyu sword energy surrounded Linghutian, and the sharp sword energy violently slashed at Linghutian.
The Heaven-Destroying Sword in his hand danced wildly, trying to resist, but the Tingyu Sword Domain composed of twenty sword energies was too terrifying, and the terrifying sword energy stood on Linghutian's body.
"Ah! Ah!"
Linghu Tian couldn't help but exclaimed. There were already blood marks on his body, which were so deep that his bones were visible. It was extremely terrifying.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
The sword energy slashes landed on Linghu Tian's body one after another. The terrifying power made him unable to resist at all. No matter how hard the sword energy hit his body, his skin and flesh were ripped open, and the sword energy went straight into his bone marrow!
"enough!"
Liu Feng finally couldn't help it, and with a sudden movement, he shot at Linghu Tian. His powerful internal energy roared out to help him resist the fierce sword energy.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
Under the resistance of this innate strong man, Tingyu Sword Domain finally dissipated, but at this time, Linghutian was already covered in scars and his body was extremely weak.
If Liu Feng hadn't taken action, perhaps this top genius in the ancient world would have fallen directly.
Ye Qinghuan stood there, extremely indifferent, and said in a cold voice: "Now, take him and get out of here!"
Ye Qinghuan just wants to go back to Qingcheng City now and doesn't want to waste any more time.
"Let us get out? You almost killed our peerless genius in Beidou Pavilion, and now you actually want to walk away!" Liu Feng's eyes were extremely cold and he shouted coldly.
"Little bastard, I'm going to make you pay with your life!"
Ye Qinghuan's brows furrowed, and his heart finally felt like a volcano erupting. These people have repeatedly provoked them. Do they really think that Ye Qinghuan has a good temper?
Even if this old man is at the third level of innate talent, he, Ye Qinghuan, is still fearless!
"Since you are so stubborn, then go to hell!"
Ye Qinghuan's eyes were cold, and the Xuan Yan Sword surged and slashed at the old man Liu Feng.
"Boom!"
Ye Xiaobei hit the wall again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again.
He could no longer remember that this was the first time he had been beaten away. The young man in front of him was so powerful that he was no match for him.
Even if he was already a junior Martial Emperor and had Ye Qinghuan's flying sword and blood gourd, he could only hurt Ling Feng a little, which was already the limit.
Ling Feng was already a high-level Martial Emperor. He attacked with all his strength and with such fierce attack, Ye Xiaobei couldn't resist it at all.
He needs time. He just got the flying sword and blood gourd. If you give him some time, he will definitely be able to fight Ling Feng.
But now, not yet!
"kill!"
Ye Xiaobei stood up again, his body was stained with blood, his clothes were in tatters, he held a sword with one arm, his murderous intention bloomed, and he attacked Ling Feng again.
"Are you so stubborn?" Ling Feng looked cold and murmured softly, "With his transcendent talent and almost paranoid personality, no wonder he can become such a peerless genius!"
"pity"
"You met me, Ling Feng!"
"boom!"
The tiger came out of the cage, and Ling Feng's spear was launched again. With endless power, it was like a roaring tiger, and a spiral wave of air directly lifted Ye Xiaobei away again.
"puff"
Ye Xiaobei spat out a mouthful of blood again, and his eyes seemed to become a little blood red, as if there was endless killing intent rolling in his eyes.
If Ye Qinghuan were here, he would definitely be shaken. This is a sign of the formation of blood-killing beads.
Of course, this was still the first sign. He was too far away from forming a blood-slaying bead. Ye Xiaobei had not gone through truly endless killings, and Ye Qinghuan had been preventing him from forming a blood-slaying bead.
"Sir, you can't do anything anymore. If this continues, this child will be beaten to death!" the old man advised from the side.
"But, he is too stubborn. If he resists like this, there is no way we can take him away!" Ling Feng frowned.
There was already anger in his heart. This child was so stubborn and paranoid that he seemed to no longer know pain or injury.
"Xiaobei!" Muzixi cried out distressedly, rushed forward and picked up Ye Xiaobei.
She felt sad in her heart. This was still a teenage child fighting in such a bloody battle. His whole body was stained with blood, his eyes were blood red, and the sword in his left hand was trembling slightly, which made people feel distressed.
"Xiaobei, are you okay, Xiaobei..."
"Master's wife, you go first, let me fight again!" Ye Xiaobei stood up and pushed Muzixi away.
One arm, one sword, covered in blood, Ye Xiaobei stared at Ling Feng coldly.
Killing intent rises!
The terrifying murderous intention was as real as ever. In Ye Xiaobei's heart, there seemed to be endless anger burning, trying to burn his mind and all his consciousness.
Only killing!
"What a scary child!" The old man couldn't help but trembled.
"Great, the scarier he is, the more I have to do it!" Ling Feng's eyes sparkled with excitement.
"boom!"
Ling Feng struck again, severely injuring Ye Xiaobei. His body hit the wall of the villa directly, and the wall was directly penetrated, forming a big hole.
Ye Xiaobei was almost dead and lost all his strength.
But he struggled to stand up.
"Xiao Bei!"
Tears flowed out instantly, and Muzixi cried out, feeling extremely painful in her heart.
"Whoa!"
Ling Feng made a move at this time, flashed in front of Mu Zixi, struck out in shock, and directly pinched Mu Zixi's white neck with his slender fingers.
"Kneel down!" Ling Leng pinched Mu Zixi and used a little force in her hands, "Otherwise, she will die!"
boom!
Something seemed to explode in Ye Xiaobei's heart, with endless power, as if a nuclear weapon had been dropped in his heart.
The murderous intention in Ye Xiaobei's heart was like a huge wave, surging and restless.
Unfortunately, he no longer has the power.
With his only left hand supported on the ground, Ye Xiaobei struggled with all his strength, trying to stand up.
"Xiao...Xiaobei...no, don't..." Muzixi struggled to spit out a few words.
His fragile and delicate neck was strangled tightly by Ling Feng, making him unable to move or make a sound.
Tears kept surging, sliding down her cold face, like green lotus swaying in the wind, trying to splash ink in the Jiangnan water town, so weak that it made people feel heartbroken.
"She is indeed a peculiar woman with a unique charm." Ling Feng sneered, his face still cold, "Unfortunately, I already have a woman I like!"
The strength in his hands suddenly increased!
"ah!"
At this time, Ye Xiaobei finally struggled to stand up, using all his strength, he let out a roar.
Both eyes became blood red.
"Sir, this child has a strong intention to kill." The old man spoke again, his face moved, "He still wants to take action!"
"Boom!"
However, at this time, Ye Xiaobei's legs suddenly bent and he knelt down. He had no strength and could not fight anymore! And Muzixi was in the opponent's hands, and he could easily take away his life with just a little force.