Seeing his actions, Yan Heng sneered and strode over.
"Still want to run"
He walked up to Feng Mang and spoke coldly, his eyes scanning him without any emotion or warmth.
I just want to run now, is it a little too late?
Feng Mang quickly shook his head and said with a playful smile, "We met yesterday. It was just an accident, a perfect accident."
That's all.
He had never thought about anything else. Even if he had thought about it, he would not admit it.
The people from Lanmen stood there, hearing this conversation, and a drop of cold sweat slipped down their foreheads.
When he took the initiative to cause trouble yesterday, why didn't he say it was an accident, a perfect accident?
It's like this now, you tell people about the accident.
Anyone can come out, this is intentional
Luo Qingfeng ignored them, but looked at the leader of the Lan Clan and casually pulled out the sword stuck on his shoulder.
The head of the Lan Clan opened his eyes wide and looked at her ferociously.
She is really capable of taking action
I pulled it out right away, how painful it was.
"Hey, let's talk." Luo Qingfeng pointed the bloody sword tip at the face of the Lanmen Sect Master.
But the way she looks, it's not just about talking.
Looking at her, the head of the Lan Clan shuddered violently.
So what, can they not talk about it?
He suddenly felt a little tired, and he really, really didn't want to talk to Feng Luo.
He wants to live and live well.
"If you don't agree, you will only die." Luo Qingfeng said calmly, and the tip of the sword made a gesture on his face.
The leader of Lanmen opened his mouth, looking frightened, and panting hard on the ground.
No, he, he was out of breath.
Almost dead.
Luo Qingfeng looked at him impatiently, swung down the long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword directly cut his throat.
Blood spilled and spread on the ground, turning it red.
When everyone around him saw this scene, their bodies shook violently. They looked at Luo Qingfeng in horror, as if they were seeing the God of Death.
They stepped back little by little, feeling more fear and panic towards Luo Qingfeng.
Feng Mang stood there and felt bad when he saw what was happening here.
God
He just saw that these people were very talented and wanted to bring back the Lanmen and develop the power of the Lanmen, but why did he meet such a group of ancestors?
Really a group of ancestors
This little girl may be a master who has rejuvenated her youth.
Otherwise, how could we do it? Even their sect leader would be killed.
You must know that the strength of their sect leader is the strongest among them. If the sect leader is not their opponent, what should they do?
And this girl has already started killing people. She might kill them anytime.
Thinking of this, Feng Mang felt a chill on his back, and all the bad premonitions came to his heart.
Luo Qingfeng took out the brocade handkerchief, wiped the blood on the Fire Phoenix Sword, walked over, and glanced between them.
With Chi Huo standing in front of them, they didn't even have the slightest chance to get close to Luo Qingfeng.
Feeling the cold gaze, everyone in Lanmen trembled.
"Give you a chance to choose, left or right." Luo Qingfeng took out his sword and pointed it at them.
Everyone looked over in confusion, confused.
What left, what right?
what choice is this
"Left side, die, right side, from now on, you will no longer have freedom, and you are also dead to this world." She continued, cold words spreading between them.