Reborn Sword Emeperor in the City

"Boy, it seems that you are Ling Feng. Today you and Yuan Jiacheng are going to die here. Give it to me The man in white roared, and all the martial arts kings rushed to Ling Feng. With murderous air in their eyes, they hit Ling Feng with fists one after another, and the wind was blowing around.

Ling Feng looked at them coldly, waved his big hand, and several swords rushed out in an instant. The sword is powerful, and Ling Feng is angry. He knows it's a conspiracy against himself, but if these people dare to move yuan Jiacheng, they are looking for death.

"Bang... Bang..."

there were several loud noises in a row. All the people who rushed up were hit by the sword Qi, and all of them flew out. They vomited blood and fell to the ground. The man in white was shocked to see this scene. He was able to defeat more than ten martial arts kings in one move. Ling Feng standing in front of him was not what the data said.

So the man in white saw that the situation was not right and quickly turned around and ran. He was not a fool. Now if he did not run, he would die. But he just ran a few steps, Ling Feng a flash, appeared in front of him.

"It's too late to run." Lingfeng cold said, the tone seems to be the voice from hell, let the man in white fear.

"Ah."

The man in white didn't expect that Ling Feng could appear in front of him in an instant. He was so scared that he fell to the ground directly. He said in horror: "boy, you can't kill me, you can't kill me."

"If you don't want to die, you can. Now I'll give you a chance to live. If you don't cherish it, you will die." Ling Feng said again.

"What chance?"

"Say, who in the end ordered you to deal with me, say quickly."

"Boy, who do you think you are? Can you really kill me? I don't believe it." With that, the man in white suddenly punches Ling Feng. This is his attack that condenses all aura. Even the Wudao emperor will surely die.

Ling Feng can not avoid, but directly kick out, simple violence, directly kicked in the white man's chest.

"Bang."

With a loud noise, the man in white was kicked more than ten meters away, knelt on the ground, covered his chest and kept rolling. He watched Ling Feng come towards him and quickly raised his head and said, "I'm wrong, don't kill me, don't kill me 1"

Ling Feng went to the man in white and didn't kill him directly. Instead, he looked at the man in white coldly and stepped on his left leg.

"Click."

"Ah."

The sound of broken bones accompanied by the wailing of the man in white sounded. The man in white covered his legs, and his whole face was deformed. But Ling Feng's cold voice came again: "I can't stand it. Aren't you the king of martial arts? Isn't it very strong? That's just the beginning. Today I'll make your life worse than death. "

Ling Feng's words fell, and he stepped on the broken leg of the man in white again. Ling Feng was very hard. The whole left leg bone of the man in white was broken by Ling Feng, and the whole face of the man in white was deformed. He couldn't stand the pain at all. He fainted for countless times and was awakened by the pain again.

Ling Feng broke both legs of the man in white, and the bones were all broken. There was no cure at all. Ling Feng looked at the man in white with a big sweat on his face and said again, "well, your legs are useless. Now it's time to waste your hands."

Ling Feng is very calm. It seems that what happened just now is not what he was sitting on. The man in white can't stand it any more. He quickly said, "I'm wrong. I can't stand it. Please kill me. Don't torture me."