"Dead? Wei Ting... was just killed by Xiang Feng?"

"Wei Ting is a genuine Eight-Medium Martial Saint. With all her strength, no ordinary Eight-Medium Martial Saint is her match. Now she is killed so easily by Xiang Feng?"

"How strong is this wind?"

Liu Changbin swallowed and looked at each other with the remaining two young men. They could both see the shock and fear in each other's eyes.

This is not an ant at all.

This is a dragon, a dragon that can easily control their destiny.

"With such little strength, you actually have the courage to attack me alone?"

Xiang Feng shook his head.

Then, he looked at Liu Changbin and the other three, and said: "I just said, let the four of you take action together, maybe... you have a chance to let me take a second move! So, now you three, continue one by one.

Go up, or go together?"

As he spoke, a wave of icy aura swept up and directly enveloped the three of them.

Under this cold killing intent, the three of them suddenly felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and it was a little difficult to breathe.

"Gulu!"

Liu Changbin swallowed.

"Brother Changbin, what should we do now?"

"Yes, even if the three of us join forces, I'm afraid we won't be Xiang Feng's opponent!"

The faces of the other two people fell directly.

They had witnessed with their own eyes the terrifying combat power that Xiang Feng had just displayed.

The Eight-Pulse Martial Saint can be killed instantly with one move.

This kind of combat power is probably much stronger than the ordinary Nine Meridians Martial Saint.

And the two of them were just Seven Meridians Martial Saints, so they couldn't help Liu Changbin at all.

In other words, even if the three of them join forces, they probably won't be able to deal with Xiang Feng.

Moreover, Xiang Feng is not alone. He is also accompanied by Bi Luo and a master from Xingjian Sect who is stronger than Liu Changbin.

"Windward!"

Liu Changbin took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and said: "I admit that you are very strong and qualified for me to value you. Therefore, I will not trouble you anymore, and even if possible, our Liu family

I am also willing to help your Xingjian Sect once in the future, what do you think?"

Xiang Feng was stunned for a moment...

This guy actually thought he could leave alive?

"We, the Xingjian Sect, don't need help from your Liu family."

Xiang Feng said impatiently: "Now, you three just take action."

"Xiangfeng..."

"Since you don't take the initiative, I won't be polite!"

After the words fell, Xiang Feng's body roared with power, and the fiery sword energy of the Yanyue Sword wrapped around his body and shot him out.

Its speed and power were so fast that the expressions of Liu Changbin and the others changed instantly.

"Xiang Feng, do you really want to kill them all? Do you really think that if you can kill Wei Ting, the Eight-Meining Martial Saint, you can kill me too? Do you know that the Nine-Meining Martial Saint is far more powerful than the Eight-Meining Martial Saint?

Nothing can be compared.”

Liu Changbin saw that Xiang Feng didn't give him any face, so he directly attacked him. He became furious and roared loudly.

The faces of the other two people turned pale.

"Nine-meridian Martial Saint is far more powerful than Eight-meridian Martial Saint? But so what? To me, Xiangfeng, Nine-meridian Martial Saint is just a stronger ant!"

Xiang Feng's indifferent voice sounded in Liu Changbin's ears.

As soon as the voice fell, his sword, which used less than 20% of his strength, was slashed quickly without any stagnation.

"call out!"

The sword energy surged, making bursts of piercing screams.

There was a faint wave of white air bursting out from the blade.

"not good!"

Feeling the purest terrifying power contained in the sword energy, Liu Changbin's face was horrified and he did not dare to take the sword head-on.

However, not only is the power of this sword extremely terrifying, its speed is as fast as a meteor flying across the moon or lightning.

Liu Changbin cannot avoid it!

"I still don't believe it. I, Liu Changbin, a mighty Nine-Pulse Martial Saint, can't even block your sword."

Liu Changbin roared wildly, and strength burst out from his feet.

The next moment, stone debris shot out from where he stood, creating a one-foot-deep hole.

And with the help of this powerful explosive force, his body was like a cannonball, facing the wind head-on.

The long sword in his hand was like a majestic mountain falling from the sky, carrying the same majestic and terrifying power, and collided with the Yanyue Sword.

"boom!"

A roar like a bell suddenly sounded.

Circles of white ripples visible to the naked eye immediately appeared in the void, and all the vegetation within a radius of tens of meters was thrown away.

Also blown away was Liu Changbin's body.

"Pfft!"

Liu Changbin's body was still in the air, and Yin Hong's blood spurted out from his mouth like no money, drawing a beautiful arc in the void.

And the aura on his body became even more sluggish.

The long sword in his hand flew to no one knows where.

"Bang!"

After flying more than fifty meters, Liu Changbin's body fell heavily to the ground.

A hole more than one meter deep suddenly appeared on the ground.

"Defeated?! Brother Changbin was defeated by Xiang Feng like this?"

"How could it be possible? Brother Chang Bin is a Nine-Pulse Martial Saint, and he was defeated in just one move?"

Liu Changbin's two companions were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

Just when Xiang Feng launched an offensive against Liu Changbin, an idea arose in their hearts.

That's escape!

While Liu Changbin and Xiang Feng were fighting fiercely, they found an opportunity to escape quickly.

That's their only chance to escape!

After all, Xiang Feng is not a loner. There is also an Eight-Mein Martial Saint and a Nine-Mein Martial Saint beside him.

If they don't escape, they will have no choice but to die.

But they never expected that Liu Changbin and Xiang Feng would be defeated after just one encounter.

This is no different from an adult hitting a child!

Let’s talk about the difference——

If you hit someone and hit a child, the child will cry.

If Liu Changbin is hit by the wind, Liu Changbin will only vomit blood.

"Tsk, tsk, this is the Nine Meridians Martial Saint. Even if I want to defeat him, it will be extremely difficult..."

Elsewhere, Zhao Yi was also amazed, with a look of trembling written all over his face.

Xiang Feng's strength was indeed similar to what she expected.

Ordinary one-star early stage gods would probably be no match for Xiang Feng.

At this time, Xiang Feng ignored everyone's comments.

He held the Yanyue Sword and walked step by step to Liu Changbin.

Liu Changbin was lying in a pothole with countless broken bones in his body. He couldn't stand up at all. The corners of his mouth were covered with blood, and his face was as white as paper.

Xiang Feng landed his foot on Liu Changbin's chest, and Liu Changbin regained consciousness slightly.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

Liu Changbin coughed up a few more mouthfuls of blood, looked at Xiang Feng and said, "You, how can you be so strong? Have you already broken through to the divine realm?"
To be continued...