"Objection? You deserve it!" Fang Tiepeng shouted angrily, exploding like a firecracker, and punched Meng Xinghun!
The moment Fang Tiepeng moved, everyone's eyes were attracted to Fang Tiepeng's fist. No one dared to doubt the hardness of Fang Tiepeng's fist, which was comparable to an iron fist.
The moment Fang Tiepeng's fist struck in front of Meng Xinghun, everyone thought that Meng Xinghun would be beaten to death.
Until Meng Xinghun drew his sword - although no one saw where Meng Xinghun's sword was drawn from and where it finally returned, the meteor-like light in the field made everyone understand that Meng Xinghun had indeed drawn his sword.
.
Under Fang Tiepeng's white clothes, he has a body with a metallic luster like black iron. When his opponents see him, they will always feel that their own weapons cannot break through his defense.
It wasn't until Meng Xinghun drew his sword that everyone recalled the fact they had subconsciously ignored——
The flesh body is not as strong as an iron sword.
Especially the Star Soul Sword is comparable to the meteor's fast sword.
The reason why the Star Soul Sword is called the Star Soul Sword is because his sword is as fast as a shooting star.
It's incredibly fast, so fast that you can't resist it, so fast that you can't even see their changes.
When the meteor passed by, there was a bloody hole in Fang Tiepeng's throat, and his iron-clad body became weak.
Fang Tiepeng was killed with a sword, and the inn that was noisy just now fell silent for an instant.
In the martial arts conference organized by the Twelve Feipeng Gang, after the death of Tu Dapeng, Tie Peng, who was first in line under the Wanpeng throne, was killed. How would King Wanpeng react?
Will he be angry? Will he take action? Will he kill Meng Xinghun? Or will he be tortured and then kill Meng Xinghun?
However, after waiting for a long time, the Wanpeng King that everyone expected did not come out, and there was no scene of Wanpeng King tearing Meng Xing's soul to pieces.
Fang Tiepeng was killed, and King Wanpeng was upstairs, but there has been no movement until now.
"Isn't King Wanpeng afraid?" Xu Qingsong muttered quietly.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Will King Wanpeng be afraid?" Lin Zhonghe retorted.
"It's hard to say." The three friends of Huangshan looked at me and I looked at you. They all felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere and began to whisper.
Once the speculation emerged, it turned into a rumor and quickly spread among the people.
In an instant, the entire crowd in Dafang Inn began to discuss.
Meng Xing, a master of soul skills, was so bold that he immediately jumped up to the second floor and kicked open the door to the room——
"King Wanpeng?"
Meng Xinghun, who was standing at the door, was stunned. There was no King Wanpeng in his room.
"Haha, Meng Xinghun, you're late." Sitting on the large grand master's chair in the room was a petite and exquisite woman. The woman was dressed in red, which was obviously soaked in blood.
Meng Xinghun's eyes tightened, and the word "blood demon" flashed across his mind, and he asked doubtfully: "Who are you? Did you kill Wanpeng King?"
Fengfeng, who was dressed in blood, licked her lips: "You can call me Fengfeng. It's true that I killed King Wanpeng. I didn't expect it to be so easy."
Meng Xinghun looked at Fengfeng and the hair all over his body was bursting with sweat, but he found that Fengfeng's body in front of him was extremely loose and there were flaws everywhere, but he had a feeling that he would be doomed if he drew his sword.
Seeing Meng Xinghun's appearance, Fengfeng showed a look of disdain: "Master Meng, didn't you come here to slay demons? How come you saw the true master but didn't draw your sword?"
Meng Xinghun's face was covered in sweat. This Fengfeng's aura was far superior to his own, and his blood nerve skills were so deep that he had obviously killed more than just one Wanpeng King.
"Do something for me, and I don't have to kill you."
"Don't kill me?" Meng Xinghun looked confused, "But I heard that you want to kill all the men in the world?"
"You are different."
"What's the difference? I'm a real man."
Fengfeng looked directly at Meng Xinghun: "But you have closed down all the brothels run by Boss Gao."
Meng Xinghun looked at Fengfeng: "Does this have something to do with it?"
"First, you are not lewd, and I find you pleasing to the eye. Second, if you hadn't locked up the brothel, I wouldn't have joined the Twelve Feipeng Gang, killed two sects for King Wanpeng, and took Xiaopeng's position.
, and then climbed into King Wanpeng’s bed before the martial arts conference and killed King Wanpeng.”
"You killed so many people and no one discovered your identity?"
"The Twelve Feipeng Gang recruited orphans and taught them martial arts. Before he was killed by me, King Wanpeng thought that my best kung fu was Mandarin Duck Kung Fu." Fengfeng waved her hand and said, "Let me ask you again, do you
Do you want to do something for me?"
"Not interested."
"Hmph!" Fengfeng snorted coldly, waved her hand, and a stream of blood energy rose from behind, shattering the entire roof of Dafang Inn.
The roof of Dafang Inn flew up, but the sun failed to shine down. Instead, the deep bloody light covered the sky, turning into a blood-colored sky, covering the entire inn.
"Blood Demon! It's the Blood Demon!"
The various sects that had been saying "The Blood Demon was just a rumor" just a moment ago, after the Blood Demon actually appeared in front of them, were all panicked and at a loss. Facing the numerous blood attacks from all directions, they could neither stay nor escape.
In the end, all the emotions turned into one sentence: "Your Majesty, please spare my life!"
Fengfeng's body floated in the air, her face became more and more ferocious, she stared at Meng Xinghun coldly and pointed at him: "Meng Xinghun, let me ask you again, will you surrender or not?"
Meng Xinghun looked at Fengfeng, as if thinking about this.
But Lin Zhonghe and others on the side could no longer hold back: "Lord Blood Demon, I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender!"
A flash of blood light rolled Lin Zhonghe gently, and Lin Zhonghe's whole body turned into a blood shadow and fell into the blood in the sky.
"Not interested." Fengfeng sneered and said, "Meng Xinghun, do you want to follow in his footsteps? I am very sincere."
Meng Xinghun was noncommittal, and just when he was about to speak, the three Huangshan friends all knelt down: "Lord Blood Demon! I'll have something to say later!"
Without waiting for Fengfeng to react, the three friends of Huangshan expressed their feelings like a barrage of words——
"Lord Blood Demon, we know what you need!"
"Your magical power needs to kill people to improve it. Once you kill all the people, your power will be at its peak! So you can't kill all the people!"
"You want a prosperous martial arts world with masters one after another, so that your magical skills can be endlessly improved!"
"The head is like a leek, it will swell even if you cut it off."
"There is no need for a noble person like you to do something like growing leeks. Wouldn't it make your hands dirty?"
…
As the Three Friends of Huangshan talked more and more, the various sects who were listening also came to their senses.
The Three Friends of Huangshan are so clever. As long as they sell the entire martial arts world, no, the entire human world, they can transform themselves into a figure who is only under the Blood Demon, but above everyone else! With the support of the Blood Demon, let alone the martial arts world,
If you are the leader of the alliance, you can become the emperor even if you are the emperor!
"Lord Blood Demon! The Three Friends of Huangshan are just a small sect. How can they do such a thing? It's up to us, the Haisha Gang!"
"Don't mention it! The Haisha Gang only knows how to throw people into the sea, how can they know how to save people and herdsmen? Of course our Changbai sect is the most professional in this kind of thing!"
"The Jiangnan Giant Whale Gang is your best choice! The Giant Whale Gang has been selling slaves for many years and can definitely do a good job!"
"Go away! If you want to be Lord Blood Demon's lackey, ask me first if I have a one-stone sword that's not good enough!"
"Hmph! I've long been unhappy with you three bandits! Look at the claws!"
…
For a time, all the sects rushed to surrender to the Blood Demon!
Meng Xinghun couldn't help but sigh as he watched the performances of various sects in Dafang Inn.
"Hehehe!" Fengfeng felt happy in her heart when she saw these gangsters who usually bullied good families and were extremely cruel, lying on the ground and beating each other like pigs and dogs fighting for food, "Okay!"
After hearing this, Fengfeng spoke, and the melee at the Dafang Inn came to an abrupt end. They all looked at Fengfeng in the air, and said one after another: "What are your orders from Lord Blood Demon?"
Fengfeng looked at the major gangs and chuckled: "You are all pretty good!"
Everyone showed a flattering smile, but Fengfeng changed the subject: "The only problem is that you are all men. But I don't like men very much."
Everyone's faces froze, and some looked at Meng Xinghun, as if asking: "How could he do that?"
Fengfeng repeatedly recruited Meng Xinghun, and they couldn't help but think about it.
"I know!" Lord Xujiabao regained his sense of presence again.
I saw Xu Qingsong pointing at Meng Xinghun and shouting: "He is a eunuch!"
When Meng Xinghun's expression changed drastically, Xu Qingsong actually pulled out a short knife and showed his loyalty to Fengfeng: "It doesn't matter if Lord Blood Demon doesn't like men! I can castrate myself!"
The knife fell from his hand, and there was wind under his crotch.
Fengfeng looked at Xu Qingsong who was blocking the bleeding and nodded playfully.
For a moment, swords were swung in Dafang Inn, and everyone joined the eunuch army desperately for a chance of survival.
"Hahaha--"
Seeing more and more people joining the ranks of eunuchs, Fengfeng's laughter became louder and louder, and became more and more sad.
She was obviously smiling, but it felt like she was angry.
Seeing Fengfeng's eyes getting colder and colder, more and more people in the world rushed to commit suicide with their swords.
Meng Xinghun smiled bitterly and said, "Fengfeng, why do you have to tease them?"
Fengfeng turned to Meng Xinghun: "Then you agree to work for me?"
Meng Xinghun shook his head: "The real reason why you recruited me is actually because I practiced Shen Zhao Jing, right?"
Feng Feng's expression froze, and the blood cloud behind him became thicker and thicker. Meng Xinghun saw this and said, "It seems I guessed it right."
"You have a dying breath of death on your body, which should be the essence of magical skills. The essence of blood nerve killing practice should be to harvest the huge death energy at the moment of life and death to improve yourself. The skill is all derived from the transformation of life and death. Specialize in Shen Zhao Jing
The vitality, after great achievement, can even bring the dead back to life. The deeper the skill, the more able it is to maintain vitality and suppress the death energy at the moment of death. Therefore, for you, killing people like me is not only useless, but harmful."
While Meng Xinghun was speaking, many people who were already eunuchs couldn't help but beat their chests and beat their feet. The Three Friends of Huangshan even cried loudly: "It turns out that the old man's good intentions have been regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs by us!"
"Liar!"
"Bitch!"
The Three Friends of Huangshan cursed loudly, and while Fengfeng sneered, three blood shadows rushed out from behind Fengfeng, penetrated into the crotch of the Three Friends of Huangshan, and went straight into the body, and then sprang out from the three heavenly spirits.
In an instant, only three human skins of the Three Friends of Huangshan were left floating in the wind.
"Blood Demon! I will fight with you!"
"Let's all fight together!"
Realizing that surrendering and begging for mercy in the face of the Blood Demon was of no use, the group finally plucked up the courage, clamped their legs, picked up weapons, and wanted to fight the Blood Demon to the death.
Seeing the actions of this group of martial arts people, Meng Xinghun was really angry and helpless. As long as they took a look at the free Shenzhao Sutra given by the Sun Mansion, they knew it was a good thing, but they were implanted with ferocious beasts and avoided them like snakes and scorpions, running away.
Come and discuss with the Twelve Flying Peng Gang how to deal with Sun Mansion's brainwashing. Now this group of people don't have any divine guidance, they are just incompetent and furious, delivering food to the Blood Demon.
"Everyone, stand back! Let me do it!" In desperation, Meng Xinghun could only draw his sword and rush towards Fengfeng without sacrificing his life.
Following Meng Xinghun were four of Fang Tiepeng's guards.
Feeling the same vitality in these four people's bodies, Meng Xinghun asked in surprise: "Who are you?"
"My man's people."
It turns out that the Twelve Feipeng Gang has already had spies planted by Sun Mansion, and these spies have also practiced the Shenzhao Sutra.
The four of them formed a formation in an instant, trapping Fengfeng in it. Meng Xinghun was on the outside, constantly attacking Fengfeng and releasing the murderous blood shadows.
"Meng Xinghun, it's useless!" Four human-shaped blood shadows separated from Fengfeng and rushed towards the four people surrounding him. The blood shadows hit the flesh and instantly turned into a puddle of white ash and fell to the ground. Four spiritual practitioners illuminated the scriptures.
The spies of the Sun Mansion disappeared without even being able to hold on to each other.
However, Fengfeng's aura did not fade at all, and there were a dozen more blood shadows around her to add to the blood-colored sky above her head.
"So what if you risk your life and consume my blood? I can replenish more at any time! There are at least hundreds of Jianghu people in Dafang Inn, and there is an entire street outside Dafang Inn, as well as the entire city of Suzhou!"
Meng Xinghun was unmoved, and the fast sword in his hand continued to shatter the surrounding blood shadows like a meteor shower. Instead, he said in a cold voice: "You are the one to worry about. If you don't want to be completely killed, I advise you to escape as soon as possible.
"
"That's ridiculous! Just you?" Fengfeng laughed angrily, "Why do you advise me to run away?"
After Meng Xinghun dispersed a blood shadow again, he explained seriously: "Although your current skill is high, the blood shadow can only wreak havoc in this inn. If I were you, I would definitely not create a blood curtain so arrogantly.
Instead, just kill a few people and then change places. Until you are invincible, you will quietly increase your strength."
"Hahaha! You actually said that I am not invincible?" Fengfeng seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. The blood around her body accelerated again. She had already killed all the people in the arena. "
My jumping skills are at least twenty times as good as yours! Who else in this world can stop me?"
"One person can't do it, but a group of people can't do it!" A rough voice came from outside the blood curtain, "Eagle Team! Charge!"
On the blood curtain outside Dafang Inn, sixty-nine humanoid white shadows instantly appeared!
It was Sun Fuying who transformed his physical skills into the inner power of Shen Zhao Jing to form the death squad.
This group of people endured the pain of physical and mental destruction, threw themselves into the blood shadow of the blood demon, and used their vital flesh and blood to annihilate the opponent's only dead energy and blood, causing Feng Feng's breath to plummet instantly!
Meng Xinghun casually chopped off a blood shadow, looked in Fengfeng's direction and said, "From the moment the Divine Illumination Sutra spread, you have already lost!"