All the disciples at Diji Peak were shocked.

The majestic and arrogant senior brother Leng Yu just now was just like this, the new Shouzhuo Peak who was looked down upon by him.

He kicked it in the face and flew back hard.

With a "thump", it fell heavily to the ground!

"Blow me hard!"

Leng Yu, who was kicked to the ground, instantly lost all face and roared like a lion with a flowery face scratched by a cat.

"I will bear the life of a person!"

"Call me, just fight!"

Hearing the order from Senior Brother Leng Yu, hundreds of Diji Peak disciples rushed towards Qin Feng like they were injected with chicken blood.

But at this moment...

"Bang!"

He punched him directly on the ground, and the earth shook, like a miniature earthquake.

The disciple who rushed to the front of the Diji Peak had his feet floating under his feet and could not even stand firmly.

The person in front fell to the ground, and the person behind couldn't stop and hit him hard again. In an instant, he fell down.

I saw a dark-skinned figure, like a Vajra, with his arms spread out, his fists clenched tightly, like an iron wall and horizontal railing, blocking straight in front of him.

"I want to hurt my junior brother!"

"Go past my Song Ren first!"

At the critical moment, Song Ren stepped forward and directly blocked the hundreds of Diji Peak disciples.

When Leng Yu saw Song Ren step forward, he immediately yelled: "Catch this stupid physical cultivation fairy!"

"Kill him, Shou Zhuofeng has no one to fight!"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Feng suddenly raised his foot and picked up Leng Yu's fairy sword on the ground.

I took it casually, threw it out and threw it out.

With a "clang", the immortal tie rope that tied the second senior brother Song Qian and hung on the fairy peach tree was cut off!

Suddenly, Song Qian, who was covered in blood, caught the fairy sword thrown by Qin Feng.

It was like a tiger coming out of the gate, and Shura came to the world and chopped directly towards the disciples of Diji Peak in the rear!

Just when the hundred Diji Peak disciples could not take care of each other and were in a mess, Qin Feng also took action!

He was too lazy to use weapons, so he waved his long sleeves and directly rushed into the crowd with bare hands.

"My junior brother, be careful!"

Song Ren felt a wind in his ears, and Qin Feng rushed directly over him and rushed into the crowd, and couldn't help but shout anxiously.

For a moment, Qin Feng punched and slapped someone, and then his fist turned into a palm knife and his palm turned into a sword finger.

He also has great effort to shoot his bows from left to right, and even his feet can't stand it. Not to mention that he can't even beat him.

Often, they hit the vital point with one foot and fell directly to the ground.

After only ten breaths, Song Ren found that he was really worried.

How come one hundred people are besieging Qin Feng?

It was like Qin Feng chasing a hundred Diji Peak disciples and pounding them!

So the sentence "Little Junior Brother, be careful" just now turned into "Little Junior Brother, be careful not to cause death."

Hearing Song Ren's words, Qin Feng smiled heartily: "Of course I know that I can't kill anyone."

"Or why would I hit them with empty hands?"

"These guys are dead long ago!"

Seeing that Qin Feng was so brave and invincible, Leng Yu, who was the first to cause trouble in the crowd, immediately regretted it.

Leng Yu especially scolded Ouyang, who informed him, for eight generations of ancestors.

He said that his younger brother was beaten by the garbage from Shouzhuofeng at the foot of the mountain gate and asked him to find the place.

The last time he was protected by Song Ren, Leng Yu did not see the depth of his strength.

This time Leng Yu completely understood.

This level is called garbage?

Then what is Ouyang?

Even garbage is far from it. Is it garbage among garbage?

Just when Leng Yu was about to sneak away from the scene while the chaos was in the process of seclusion...

It was not that enemies didn’t get together, but he turned around and met an enemy - Song Qian, the second disciple of Shouzhuofeng.

Song Qian was holding Leng Yu's immortal sword in his hand, his face covered in blood, and he chased Dijifeng's disciples without any reason to slash.

With just one glance, he saw Leng Yu secretly rubbing his way out from the crowd.

"Where are you running away!"

Originally, Leng Yu was a master of the seventh tribulation of the earth immortal, and Song Qian was only the first level of the sixth tribulation of the earth immortal, and he had just passed the realm of the real person.

With such a big gap, Song Qian could not beat Leng Yu.

However, Leng Yu had lost his courage at this time and was only focused on escaping from the scene.

However, Song Qian's anger surged and his killing was rising.

One is rising and the other is falling, where is Leng Yu still Song Qian’s opponent?

While there was still a constant battle in front, Song Qian from the rear could only yell: "Junior brother, what do you think about this guy?"

After the words came to an end, the disciples of Diji Peak who were still fighting stubbornly. No, to be precise, the disciples of Diji Peak who were still escaping to death completely collapsed.

The strongest among the hundreds is also Senior Brother Leng Yu who acts as the leader of the public.

At this moment, Song Qian, covered in blood, put it on his neck with an immortal sword, and his face looked like a stray dog.

"Big...we are all classmates..."
Chapter completed!