Villain: My junior sisters are all black empresses.

This was heard by Su Ming.

He smiled flatly.

Once a woman becomes tough, she will indeed become very different.

But, what the hell is Brother Su?

He shook his head, and said calmly towards Lin Changfeng in front of him: "I think, or else you should hide first, I'm afraid you will be beaten to death by the four of them, and then your family will come to trouble me again. If you let me pay, wouldn't it be even worse for me."

Lin Changfeng: "..."

He quietly turned his head and glared at Su Ming, "Boy, you don't believe me, they are vulnerable in my eyes, but if the four of you attack together, your Shenyan Sect will be destroyed, hmph!"

Su Ming's eyes were teasing, he nodded, "Okay then, you can fight with them, let's talk about it first, don't blame me for being beaten to death."

Lin Changfeng squeezed his palm, and his heart suddenly choked. How much does this guy not believe him? Didn’t you see that the other disciples of the Shenyan Sect were staring at him with surprise and anticipation? He is a mysterious strong man , now is the hope of the Shenyan Sect.

opposite.

Wu Zongming's face was gloomy, and he stared at Lin Changfeng with gritted teeth. He naturally knew that this was the mysterious guy who appeared in Cangcheng last night, but he didn't expect that this guy would dare to oppose him Xuantian Sword Sect. He was looking for death !

boom!

next second.

The pupils of the four turned cold, and a terrifying aura instantly locked onto Lin Changfeng.

Lin Changfeng looked indifferent, and took down the black long sword behind him with his backhand, held the sword with one hand, pointed the tip of the sword at the four people on the opposite side, and said with a hoarse smile: "Under this sword, the group of demons will give their heads. You can retreat on your own, and you can stay." One life."

A Spiritual Venerable on the opposite side sneered, "It's extremely arrogant, even if the city lord of the deserted city came today, he wouldn't dare to speak to us like this, so what are you?"

Lin Changfeng shook his head and sighed, "Shen Yanzong, I'm here."

As soon as this word comes out.

The style is instantly improved.

A group of disciples of the Shenyan Sect stared at him with eager eyes and expectations, expecting in their hearts that this mysterious strong man would be able to defeat the four Spiritual Venerables with one against four, and then drive them out of the Shenyan Sect!

Facing the fiery gazes of many disciples, as well as the extremely complex gaze of that woman Jiang Mengxuan, Lin Changfeng was quite proud. On the surface, the wind was still calm, and with a light swipe of the long sword in his hand, the air in front of him was torn by the sword energy Cracked in two.

Wu Zongming frowned, "This guy is a bit strong, be careful and kill him!"

The bodies of the four people flashed, and they appeared in four directions respectively. Their aura locked onto Lin Changfeng who was standing in the middle. The black robe on his body made a fluttering sound.

The eyes of the audience almost all focused on Lin Changfeng's side, but behind him, Su Ming had a relaxed expression on his face. He quietly grabbed Hong Yourou's boneless little hand and played with it lightly.

This soft and tender jade hand makes people a little fondle admiringly. It suddenly occurred to him that Hongyou had done other indescribable things with her two little hands. Su Ming squeezed her palm and asked curiously: "When you hold it?" , how does it feel?"

Hongyou blinked, she thought Su Ming was talking about how it felt when he held her hand, thinking of this, she smiled and said secretly: "It feels a little hot, and it's very comfortable."

Su Ming was puzzled.

Is it comfortable?

He is indeed very comfortable, but wouldn't Hongyou's hands get tired? It's also comfortable like this?

If he can't figure it out, he doesn't want to.

Holding Hongyou's jade hand, he raised his eyes to look at Lin Changfeng's back, with a playful look in his eyes.

then.

From the depths of the originally pitch-black eyes, two extremely strange dark dragon patterns gushed out. The dragon patterns covered the pupils. At this moment, Su Ming's eyes also became extremely mysterious. His eyes Blink lightly.

hum!

next second.

The dark red long sword carried behind Lin Changfeng's back suddenly trembled slightly, and then a mysterious and strange spiritual power gushed out from the long sword, and this spiritual power quietly flowed into Lin Changfeng's body, binding him and him together. The connection of the black long sword was severed.

Lin Changfeng's palm shook suddenly.

Suddenly losing contact with Master Jian, he panicked and shouted in his heart: "Master, please don't play with me, without your spiritual power, how can I handle these four people!"

"Master..."

"Master..."

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

However, there was no response in my mind.

opposite.

Wu Zongming and the other three Lingzun looked at each other, and they were somewhat afraid of Lin Changfeng, a mysterious and strong man.

Immediately Wu Zongming stepped on the ground with his feet, and his body rushed out like lightning. The spiritual power of his whole body was condensed on the palm of his hand, and he slapped Lin Changfeng's head with a slap. In this blow, he used all the spiritual power of his whole body. Strength, without the slightest reservation, just want to control the enemy with one move!

Lin Changfeng panicked, "Wait, wait..."

boom!

next moment.

There was a violent explosion of spiritual power, and a figure flew out of the smoke in embarrassment, and fell to the bottom of the mountain, stirring up a cloud of dust.

When the smoke clears.

Wu Zongming stood where he was, looked at the vulnerable figure not far away, and then looked at his palm, and then his face twitched lightly, "What a fucking weak..."

That's it?

Damn it made him worry for a long time.

Looking at Lin Changfeng struggling in the dust.

Qi Yuan: "..."

All the disciples of Shenyan Sect: "..."

Jiang Mengxuan: "..."

Mu Qingyan: "..."

I thought it was a mysterious strong man, but in the end...

Chapter 69 Your mother won't come to settle accounts with me, will she?

The mysterious strong overturned.

There was silence for half a minute.

Under the eyes of everyone, Lin Changfeng looked extremely embarrassed. He stood up with his long sword propped up, and a gust of wind happened to blow the black robe off his head.

Just like that, a young face was revealed.

Lin Changfeng's face was ashen, and he had never felt so embarrassed in his heart for a moment. In the embarrassment, he sensed the pressure of the breath of the four spiritual masters, and he unconsciously took a step back.

Qi Yuan had a wonderful expression on his face.

I thought I was a master, but in the end I found out that I was a fool. This kid is really good at pretending to be aggressive, but it's a pity that he is not good at hard skills.

As for the other disciples, they had strange expressions on their faces.

Jiang Mengxuan saw the face under the black robe, her eyes were astounded, this person turned out to be Lin Changfeng, what an idiot, and there were four Spiritual Venerables on the opposite side, with his little cultivation, he was looking for death, so he didn't even look at it. Look at where this is. Fortunately, she quit the engagement early, and she felt ashamed to be associated with this kind of person.

"Master, you killed me!"

Lin Changfeng complained in his heart. He could feel the eyes of the disciples of Shenyan Sect looking at them like fools, especially Jiang Mengxuan's mocking gaze, which deeply stimulated his self-esteem.

In front of his former fiancée, he was slapped away by someone, and he was thinking of slapping this woman in the face severely, but now, he was looked down upon even more.

Wu Zongming glanced at the embarrassed Lin Changfeng, and he reprimanded angrily: "You brat, you pretend to be aggressive and want to pretend to be on my head, you really don't know what to do!"

Lin Changfeng shouted urgently: "Slow...you wait for me for a minute!"

Wu Zongming was irritable, "I'll wait for your mother!"

If it weren't for this kid messing around, Xuan Tianjing might have already snatched it back, and he wasted so much time, looking for death!

Whoosh!

The sound fell.

Wu Zongming's body disappeared immediately, and Lin Changfeng's face paled instantly. His real cultivation was only in the late stage of Nirvana Realm. Without the help of the Sword Master, even if all the cards were played, it was impossible for him to be an opponent of a Spirit Venerable. Wu Zongming's speed was so fast that he didn't have any reaction time, and his head was directly grabbed by a palm.

Lin Changfeng hastily circulated the spiritual power of his whole body, and slashed down with the long sword in his hand.

clang!

The sharp blade slashed on Wu Zongming's shoulder, making an ear-piercing sound of metal collisions, but this full blow did not even break the protection on Wu Zongming's body.

then.

Wu Zongming grabbed his head and pressed it hard!

boom!

When his head hit the ground, Lin Changfeng let go of his palms, and the two long swords fell to the ground. After being brutalized by Wu Zongming, his body was thrown out again, and a mass of spiritual power followed him, knocking him down. The blast flew among the disciples of Shen Yanzong.

A group of disciples swallowed their saliva and quietly moved away from him.

I have to say that he didn't die after being beaten like this by a spiritual master. This guy still has something, something, but not much.

Originally a tall and mysterious image of a strong man, he became a clown in everyone's heart at this moment. Lin Changfeng was furious, his body was filled with qi and blood, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly.

Wu Zongming was also a little surprised.

Although this kid's cultivation base is not good, but his physique is ridiculously hard, and he can resist his attack without dying, which is considered a talent.

He waved his hand at a spiritual master behind him, "Get rid of him."

The Spirit Venerable nodded, and his body flickered.

Lin Changfeng panicked, "Master, save me!"

hum!

Perhaps it was the shouting in his heart that had an effect, the black long sword suddenly erupted with a burst of sword energy, and then the long sword flew towards him, thrusting it in front of him, and a burst of energy quietly radiated out, giving the body of the spirit venerable a blow. block down.

Lin Changfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and reached out to hold the hilt of the sword, but there was still no voice of the sword master in his mind, and the sword in front of him seemed to be frozen there, and he couldn't lift it up.

Wu Zongming's eyes were gloomy, and he said coldly: "Forget it, leave him alone, grab the Xuantian mirror first."

This kid is somewhat weird, he doesn't want to capsize in the gutter, Xuan Tianjing is still important right now.