Wu Qi Lingtian

Looking towards the door, I could only see that there were suddenly a few more teenagers at the door, among them, the leader had a flash of anger in his eyes, looked at Wei Hong and the others, and shouted sharply.

The protruding sound of kicking the door also startled Wei Zhen. He turned his head to look, and when he saw the clothes on these young people, his heart also secretly felt bitter.

These people are exactly a small sect around Wucheng, Fengming Sect, whose suzerain master was a disciple of Liuyun Sect. Therefore, they are very friendly with Liuyun Sect. A branch of Liuyunzong.

The leader is Ning Zhiyang, who is also Liu Xing'er's loyal pursuer. He took his juniors down the mountain to practice. Just when he was about to go downstairs after dinner, he suddenly heard someone talking about Liu Xing'er arrogantly, and he was naturally angry. ,

"Say, who said it? Stand up for me? Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." Ning Zhiyang found that these people did not speak, and shouted softly again.

"I said it." Wei Hong ignored Wei Zhen's wink at him, stood up directly, and said calmly.

"Apologize immediately and slap yourself five times. This matter is over." When Ning Zhiyang discovered that Wei Hong was only a martial artist, a look of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly.

"Idiot." Wei Hong sat down again, rolled his eyes, and said lightly.

"Boy, you're looking for death." Hearing Wei Hong's words, a murderous intent flashed in Ning Zhiyang's eyes. He didn't draw a sword at all, and punched Wei Hong directly.

"boom!"

Wei Zhen blocked Ning Zhiyang's attack. At the same time, he apologized and said with a smile: "Brother, this is just a misunderstanding. I apologize to you. How about letting this matter go?"

"Hmph, let it go? Let me tell you, no matter who you are, you are all dead today, and I will destroy you all." Ning Zhiyang's whole body changed, showing the power of the pinnacle.He opened his eyes angrily, looked at Wei Hong and Wei Zhen, and said murderously.

"Your Excellency, don't be ignorant of good and evil. If you really want to fight, we will accompany you to the end." Hearing Ning Zhiyang's words, Wei Zhen also showed a hint of annoyance, stood up, and said in a cold voice.

The two sides were at war, and at this moment, a slightly warning voice sounded.

"Fighting is forbidden in Xiaoyao Pavilion."

Although the voice was flat, it had a penetrating power that instantly dispelled the murderous scene just now. At this moment, Ning Zhiyang looked at Wei Zhen and the others and said, "Do you dare to go out and fight?" ?”

"Why don't you dare"

Wei Zhen was also aroused at this time, stood up directly, and followed Ning Zhiyang towards the outside.

Wei Hong nodded slightly. If Wei Zhen had been swallowing his anger, then Wei Hong would have to reconsider whether to really join his department.

On Ning Zhiyang's side, there are four people, and the weakest one is in the rank of warrior. On Wei Zhen's side, there are also four people, but Wei Ning's cultivation level is the weakest.

The two teams, one in front and one behind, went straight out of Xiaoyao Pavilion. However, they were not arrogant enough to compete on the street, so they came to a remote corner and stopped.

At this time, Ning Zhiyang looked at the winning ticket, squinted slightly at Wei Zhen and the others, and finally said: "I will give you another chance, otherwise, don't blame my ruthless subordinates."

"kill."

Wei Hong didn't talk nonsense at all, he went out first, and directly attacked a young man with the second highest cultivation level, whose complexion was like black charcoal.

"Hmph, looking for death." Seeing that Wei Hong dared to attack himself first, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he waved his fists to meet Wei Hong.

"boom!"

Unexpectedly, Wei Hong continued to castrate, while Heitan boy was directly blown away, spitting blood from his mouth, and flew away backwards.

Wei Hong looked at the boy who was about to get up, and punched him again. Heitan boy showed panic at this time, and raised his fist to deal with it, but he was still blown away by Wei Hong.

With the power of ten tigers, he crushed the black charcoal boy who was an eighth-rank martial artist. Wei Hong didn't intend to use any skills at all, but was just going to use force to beat him to death alive.

Wei Wuming and another person were also caught in a fight, but in the short term, it was difficult to tell the winner.

Wei Ning fights with people of high quality, although he loses steadily, he can hold on for a while.

If it is said that the ones who made the most noise were Ning Zhiyang and Wei Zhen, the two of them showed their aura of warriors, and they fought so faintly.

"Barbarian King Fist." Wei Hong danced with both fists, directly knocking Heitan youth unconscious.

He glanced at Wei Ning, who was already unable to hold on, and instantly came to the back of the boy. Before he could react, he punched him again, knocking him out.

Next, it was a young man who was fighting with Wei Zhong. Wei Hong still didn't talk nonsense, he directly knocked out his fists, and arranged the three of them in a row. ?”

Ning Zhiyang, who was in the upper hand, turned his head and almost bit off his tongue. Just this once, the three people he brought were all subdued?Damn, what's the matter?

I can't figure it out, but Ning Zhiyang didn't attack anymore. He knew that he had kicked the iron plate today, so he put away his long sword, looked at Wei Hong and said, "Hmph, let my people go. Let you go."

Hearing Ning Zhiyang's words, a sneer appeared on the corner of Wei Hong's mouth, and he directly slashed at the Heitan boy next to him.

Rubbing his scalp and cutting off a layer of hair, Ning Zhiyang was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything harsh again. He admitted that he was wronged.

"I admit it today, and now I can release my people!" Ning Zhiyang took a deep breath and said in a cold voice.

"Yes." Wei Hong showed a smile, and quickly took out some banknotes and pills from the arms of the three people on the ground, and then looked at Ning Zhiyang.

"Bring it!" Wei Hong stretched out his hand and said.

"Don't bully people too much." Ning Zhiyang was really furious, roaring angrily, his whole body trembling slightly.

However, what greeted him was still Wei Hong's knife, and with a 'crack' sound, another guy's hair was chopped off in half.

"Damn it, you're ruthless." Ning Zhiyang, as the beloved disciple of the master of the Fengming Sect, had never been subjected to such birdishness, but he had no choice but to do so.

He took out two cheat books, some banknotes and pills from his arms, and threw them directly to Wei Hong while his heart was bleeding.

"Now, you can let him go." Ning Zhiyang, who was about to be driven crazy, roared in a low voice.

"Let's go, let's go." Wei Hong looked at Wei Zhen and the others who were already dazed, with a smile on their faces, and they were ready to leave with a wave of their hands.

"Boy, do you dare to leave your name?" Wei Hong and the others, who were about to leave when Ning Zhiyang saw it, said in a deep voice.

"Wucheng, Ye Family, Ye Xinfan." Wei Hong turned around abruptly, lightly adjusted his clothes, clasped his fists slightly, and said in a deep voice.