The mad son-in-law of the city, God of War

Chapter 110 Xuanming Gate, Xuanming Divine Palm!

As soon as the word "kill" fell on Ye Feng, the three people behind them moved, like a tiger descending a mountain and pounced.

Xiao Chuanqi flew to the side of the hall, picked up the corner with his hand, and dealt with the two Murong family guards who detained Hong Qingyan, and then brought Hong Qingyan to Ye Feng's side.

"My lord, the mistress is safe!"

Ye Feng nodded slightly, then looked up at Hong Qingyan, and found that although she was a little frightened, she was not serious, so he couldn't help but feel relieved.

At this time, Sima Zhantian had already faced Murong Hai, and the entire Wumeng hall erupted with the sound of punching and hunting.

With just two moves, Sima Zhantian pushed the opponent back again and again, almost powerless to fight back.

After all, Sima Zhantian is a great master of Huajin, and he has been fighting in the battlefield for many years, so his kung fu is amazing, especially for a master like Murong Hai.

With a bang, Murong Hai's chest was wounded and he was thrown flying by a punch.

"Death!" Sima Zhantian rushed forward.

"Hmph, do you really think the two of us don't exist?"

The two Murong family priests let out a cold shout, and then like a roc spreading its wings, they swept up high, one from the left and the other from the right to attack Sima Zhantian.

"It's just a bunch of rats, get out!" Sima Zhantian was so angry that he threw two punches in one breath.

However, those two Murong family priests were not ordinary people, they not only caught Sima Zhantian's punch, they even knocked him back a step.

"Unexpectedly, you two rats still have something!"

Sima Zhantian was not afraid at all, but he became more and more courageous as he fought. He flew out again, fighting with the tall, short, fat and thin duo.

At this time, Shi Qi was going to deal with the followers of Murong's family. Although Shi Qi was only a master of inner strength, he was really good at dealing with these followers and guards, but in the blink of an eye, he knocked them down to the ground.

As for the masters of the Martial League, how dare they do it at this time.

During the whole period, Ye Feng was sitting in a wheelchair in the middle of the hall, he seemed as if he was unmoved by a rock, he didn't make a move.

Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, he is just a cripple with a broken leg, without any force at all, and it all depends on his three followers.

However, how did they know that the reason why Ye Feng didn't make a move was because of disdain, such a thing is not worthy of him at all!
Xiao Chuanqi stood by Ye Feng's side, protecting his lord and mistress in case anything happened.

Sima Zhantian fought more and more bravely, but the two priests had extraordinary skills, and their martial arts moves were not only diverse but also strange.

After fifty back and forth, Sima Zhantian was constantly suppressed and retreated, and gradually fell into a disadvantage. What's more, the two tall, short, fat and thin men not only had powerful palms, but also filled with biting coldness every time they made a move.

In just a moment, the temperature in the entire hall dropped a lot. Although it was still late summer, the hall was already bitingly cold.

Seeing this, Ye Feng raised his sword eyebrows slowly.

Xiao Chuanqi snorted coldly: "My lord, these two people look a little weird. Their internal energy is not only domineering but also biting cold, and Zhan Tian's internal energy is probably not running smoothly after being forced!"

Ye Feng snorted suddenly: "Unexpectedly, these two people are from the legendary Xuanming Sect!"

"Xuanmingmen? They turned out to be disciples of Xuanmingmen. Isn't this Xuanmingmen already lost in modern times? How could it be possible..." Xiao Chuanqi was shocked.

But since the Lord said that they came from Xuanming Sect, they must be right.

Ye Feng said coldly: "In the last century, the Xuanming Sect suffered an accident. It was rumored that they had been dismissed from the outside world. Of course, these are just rumors. How could ordinary outsiders know the specific situation!"

As the king of the northern border, Ye Feng naturally knows much more than ordinary people. For example, the Xuanming Gate is definitely not what the outside rumors say.

The Xuanming Sect comes from the northwest, and the sect uses the Xuanming Divine Palm as its unique school of inheritance. Originally, the Xuanming Sect was very famous in the Western Region, but because of an accident in the last century, the entire sect suddenly disappeared.

As for what happened, it is more complicated to say, because it also involves the war of national calamity in the last century.

Xiao Chuanqi exclaimed in surprise: "My lord, look at the power of the palms of the two of them. They are so vicious. Could it be that they have really cultivated into the Xuanming God's Palm?"

Ye Feng glanced at it, and snorted coldly: "Xuanming God's Palm, you have to be a master of strength to practice it, and the two of them don't have the qualifications!"

As soon as the words fell, Sima Zhantian in front of him was slapped on the shoulder, and he staggered back and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the master priest slapped Huanglong straightly, and slapped Huanglong on the forehead. If he slapped this slap for real, Sima Zhantian's head would surely burst.

"Xuanmingmen rats, what's the point of being one against two, and let grandpa come and meet you!"

Xiao Chuanqi gave a cold shout, and the man had already rushed out, sweeping across with his whip and legs, and swept towards the tall and thin worshiper.

Xiao Chuanqi, as the head of the first army in the Northern Territory, is naturally far more powerful than Sima Zhantian. His whip legs are majestic, and he has the power to smash monuments and stones.

The tall and thin priest was taken aback, he didn't dare to slap Sima Zhantian again, he waved his hand in the middle, and slapped Xiao Chuanqi's thigh.

bang!
The fierce leg strength swept over, and directly swept him away. Xiao Chuanqi flashed his figure and swept out again. What he practiced was a kind of whip leg of ancient martial arts, which was very fierce and domineering.

With the loss of an opponent, Sima Zhantian's pressure dropped sharply, and he counterattacked again, enshrining the short and fat man in an instant.

The situation of the battle was against the sky in an instant, and the two priests of the Murong family were beaten back again and again, and even at the end they were almost powerless to fight back.

"Damn it, where did the master come from, the two of us brothers actually..."

"These two are too tyrannical. If we continue to fight, I will definitely confess to the two of you here. Let's go..."

The two shouted coldly, and suddenly slapped their palms together, a dazzling white light erupted from the palms, but it was the true energy of Xuanming, which was extremely cold.

Sima Zhantian and Xiao Chuanqi didn't dare to fight head-on, so they had to dodge and retreat.

Taking advantage of this moment, the two disciples of Xuanming Sect flew away, and they were about to escape through the back door.

Xiao Chuanqi and the two chased after each other, but it seemed that they were already one step behind.

Seeing this, Ye Feng focused his eyes, and suddenly flicked his right hand on his thigh, two beams of energy shot out like arrows, and shot at the backs of Xuan Ming and the other two.

"what……"

Accompanied by two screams, the two of Xuanming fell to the ground directly, their backs were pierced, and blood flowed out, obviously they had suffered heavy injuries.

At that time, Xiao Chuanqi and the two came over, and they clapped their palms, directly enshrining the two so-called Murong family to death.

When Murong Hai who was lying on the ground saw this, his complexion turned pale, his whole body seemed to be pulled from his spine, and he fell limp on the ground.

"Ye Feng, Mr. Ye, I am the head of the Murong family, and King Jiangdong is my father. You can't kill me, you can't kill me. If you want to kill me, my father, King Jiangdong, he will definitely not let it go!"

Murong Hai cried out heart-piercingly while crawling outside.

"You were the one who killed, don't worry, your Jiangdong family will be reunited soon!" Sima Zhantian rushed over and cut his throat.

At this moment, Cui Hao and other representatives of several big families in the south of the Yangtze River had already been frightened to the point of trembling, their legs were trembling non-stop, and some of them were even scared to urinate.

poof...

Cui Hao knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Mr. Ye, I was wrong, and the servants know that I was wrong. I shouldn't break my promise, but I swear, this is the last time, and I won't dare again. Please, my lord! Forgive me one more time!"

Ye Feng didn't bother to look at them at all. Speaking of these people, he had already given them a chance, but this time, he had obviously touched the back of his northern king.

"Kill, leave none!"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he slowly turned the wheelchair, took Hong Qingyan's hand, and walked slowly outside the hall.

(End of this chapter)