"boom!"

As You Bing finished speaking, a powerful momentum descended like thunder and enveloped Xiang Feng.

It's the old man next to You Bing!

This person's aura and pressure are obviously much stronger than the ordinary nine-star peak martial saint.

But Xiang Feng felt it...

Although it is much stronger than the ordinary nine-star peak martial saint, it is not much stronger than the Netherworld Black Scythe, which is around thirty on the martial saint list.

It's amazing that he is a second-line or third-line martial saint.

"Who are you?"

Xiang Feng did not rush to take action, but asked.

If he attacks directly, he is sure to defeat the opponent easily.

but--

Huang Lin is still in You Bing's hands.

He had to ensure Huang Lin's safety first.

"My name is Liao Eryan, and I am the elder brother of Geng Su and You Bing. Xiang Feng, I don't want to kill you. You can destroy your Dantian now. I can spare your life."

Liao Eryan said coldly.

However, although he said it was tough, he was a little surprised in his heart.

Under the pressure of his momentum, Xiang Feng could still talk to him so calmly.

I'm afraid Xiangfeng is not that simple!

Therefore, his idea was to delay it for a while.

Because he had just received news that people from the Qingxia Sect were on their way here and would arrive soon.

At that time, he can use the power of Qingxia Sect to kill Xiang Feng.

"Elder brother..."

Just as Liao Eryan finished speaking, Geng Su suddenly walked up to him and whispered: "The ring Xiang Feng is wearing is a storage ring."

"What? Storage ring?"

Hearing these three words, Liao Eryan's eyes suddenly turned red.

He could only dream of getting this kind of treasure.

It's a pity that I can't afford it!

And he is not a powerful second-generation young master. If he doesn't step into the divine realm, he may never get a storage ring in his life.

At this moment, a storage ring actually appeared in front of him.

"Xiangfeng, I will die for you!"

Liao Eryan didn't want to waste any more time.

With an angry shout, his body flew into the air.

Like an eagle fighting against the blue sky.

A vast spiritual energy enveloped his fist.

The iron fist as big as a casserole, surging with breathtaking power, struck towards the wind.

"Want to kill me? Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Xiang Feng sneered and rushed towards Liao Eryan.

The offensive of the two is one at the top and the other at the bottom.

Xiang Feng shifted his position slightly, and then punched Liao Eryan from the front.

"Bang!"

The fists touched each other.

The terrifying power caused bursts of sonic boom sounds to be heard in the void.

"Pfft!"

Then, Xiang Feng seemed to be defeated, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body flew backwards towards the ground like a kite with its string cut off.

"Hmph! You are really vulnerable to a single blow. I thought you were so strong. However, you are proud enough to be able to defeat me with just one punch and not die with a mere seven-star peak martial saint's cultivation."

Looking at Xiang Feng flying away after vomiting blood, Liao Eryan smiled faintly and felt relieved.

Fortunately, although Xiang Feng could remain calm under the pressure of his own momentum, his combat power was not that strong.

This is normal, after all, where is Xiang Feng's cultivation level.

It's already a miracle that he can punch himself without dying.

Below, Geng Su and You Bing also laughed and shook their heads.

Although the wind is strong, it is only so strong after all.

His strength is at most that of a nine-star peak martial saint, or comparable to a first-line martial saint or a second-line martial saint.

Compared with the third-line martial saints like the senior brother, they are still far behind.

"Elder brother, please take action and kill Xiang Feng!"

You Bing shouted to Liao Eryan, who was slowly landing in the air, and urged him.

Because looking at Xiang Feng falling rapidly, he had a bad feeling in his heart for some reason.

"Beat me to death? I'm sorry, I'm afraid I have to beat you to death first!"

As soon as You Bing finished speaking, Xiangfeng, who was already falling rapidly, suddenly surged in speed.

To be precise, it's not the falling speed, but the sprinting speed.

No one noticed that the direction of Xiangfeng's fall was exactly where Yu Bing was.

And until the distance to the wind was less than five meters away from You Bing, You Bing didn't react.

There was no way, Xiang Feng vomited blood and fell to the ground. They all thought that Xiang Feng was seriously injured, and no one thought that he deliberately took the opportunity to get close to You Bing.

The distance of five meters is only a blink of an eye for ordinary martial arts saints.

Let alone Xiang Feng at full speed?

"Whoosh!"

As soon as the voice fell, Xiangfeng had already appeared beside You Bing.

In his hand, a fiery red long knife appeared.

"Whoa!"

The cold sword energy roared towards him.

A suffocating breath of death rose from You Bing's heart.

"not good!"

You Bing's scalp exploded.

He subconsciously asked Huang Lin to pull him over as a shield.

However, his speed was still not faster than Xiang Feng's knife.

"Pfft!"

The light of the knife passed by.

The blood mist exploded.

A hot human head rose into the sky.

Xiang Feng also took the opportunity to catch Huang Lin in his hands.

"Are you okay?"

Xiang Feng asked.

"I-I'm fine!"

Huang Lin shook her head and asked worriedly: "But are you in danger now?"

She still thinks that Xiang Feng is no match for Liao Eryan.

Moreover, Xiang Feng just vomited blood and looked like he was injured.

"I'm fine!"

Xiang Feng smiled.

Huang Lin's breath was stable, and he felt much more relieved.
To be continued...