Venerable Martial Emperor

Why should a young man in his twenties, a weak practitioner, a dying man whose life is held in his hand and unable to resist have such eyes?

This is Zhuo Wenxiang's mood at this time. In his heart, only the strong can have such superior and superior eyes!

The knife flickered with cold light. When it was inserted, a white light flashed in Xu Feng's eyes and directly shot into Zhuo Wenxiang's eyes. The scream sounded, and the knife in his hand fell downward!

"Ah!"

With his eyes closed, Zhuo Wenxiang was also very smart. He didn't cover his eyes and scream, but locked Xu Feng's body with his divine sense, slapped one hand after another, and rushed frantically towards Xu Feng.

He deserves to be a high-quality assassin killer. Even if his physical condition is hurt, he still puts the completion of the task first. Xu Feng has to admire this dedication alone.

However, admiration is admiration. Xu Feng will not just stand in front of him and let him attack without resistance.

At the moment, he was weak, but his momentum changed. After retreating several steps, his hands danced wildly. On his hands, there was a golden light. The mountain blood palm with the power of breaking the formula was beaten out by him.

There was no doubt that the mountain pushing blood palm was as powerful as bamboo, broke Zhuo Wenxiang's attack, completely fell on him, made him hurt and spit out a mouthful of blood again.

"Thank you for your information, but now, I'm going to kill you!"

The cultivator's eyes are dispensable. Once he is used to this pain, he can use his divine sense to lock Xu Feng's position and put Xu Feng in trouble again. Therefore, Xu Feng will never be soft hearted if he has the opportunity to kill him!

"Brush!"

When the voice fell, Xu Feng showed the ghost dance. Like Zhuo Wenxiang at the beginning, it disappeared, but the difference was that the roles were changed.

There was no way to search Xu Feng's position. Without thinking about it, Zhuo Wenxiang turned around and ran away. His task has failed. If he continues to stay here, I'm afraid he will explain his life here.

"Stay with me!"

Zhuo Wenxiang, who just wanted to show his hiding method, was seen by Xu Feng. After a burst of drink, he suddenly appeared behind him, and in his hand, he was wearing a chain!

"Wow!"

The sound of thick metal collision came, and the soul chain in his hand flew out. The soul chain directly wrapped around Zhuo Wenxiang's neck, like a dog, so that he could not escape any more!

A yuan force was introduced into the soul lock chain. On the soul lock chain, bursts of spikes grew and inserted into Zhuo Wenxiang's neck. He dared not move any more and stopped honestly.

It's okay to be blind, but if you lose your head, even the panacea can't be saved.

"Ha ha... Ah ha ha... Unexpectedly, I didn't expect my fire to be defeated by a boy. It's really ironic!"

Gradually getting used to the pain, Zhuo Wenxiang was crazy and unwilling. His name of fire was famous in the whole Nanling.

Not many people know Zhuo Wenxiang's name, but Huohuo is a first-class Shura hall assassin. He has been famous for many years and was pinched by a hairy boy of Xu Feng. How can he be reconciled?

At this moment, he finally understood what Xu Feng said. The next moment, he would lose the chance to kill him. It turned out that what he said was true.

"If you beat birds all year round, you will eventually be pecked by birds!"

Xu Feng smiled and said softly.

Indeed, in Zhuo Wenxiang's eyes, he is a bird. In front of Zhuo Wenxiang, he even has no superfluous way to resist. The only possibility is to wait for the opportunity and turn defeat into victory.

Fortunately, he waited.

"Stop the people below, or I'll kill him!"

Holding Zhuo Wenxiang, Xu Feng sank downward. His voice sounded and stopped many practitioners who were fighting.

"This... Did the boss really lose?"

Those people stopped and the first thought in their hearts was whether what Xu Feng said was true, but when they looked up and found that Xu Feng was holding Zhuo Wenxiang in his hand, they were boiling.

"How could it be? I must have read it wrong!"

"Xu Feng must have used some tricks. Otherwise, with the strength of the boss, how can he be defeated by Xu Feng's men?"

"I don't believe it. I must save the boss!"

All the younger brothers don't believe that Zhuo Wenxiang was defeated by Xu Feng. It seems that Zhuo Wenxiang treats these younger brothers well in ordinary times. Otherwise, these younger brothers won't support him so actively.

Unfortunately, if you lose, you will lose. If you become the king and defeat the enemy, you will allow the voices of countless people below to rise one wave after another. At the moment, there is no meaning, only pale waves.

"It seems that you are still a character. With such a brother supporting you, you will die well!"

This sentence was originally said by Zhuo Wenxiang to Xu Feng, but now Xu Feng told him that the world is changing so fast that you never know what will happen next.

At the moment, Zhuo Wenxiang also calmed down. He knew that his life could not escape. As long as he moved, his head would fall to the ground. In Xu Feng's hands, he didn't expect to live at all.

"Brothers, let's go! As a big brother, we have to go first!"

With a sigh, Zhuo Wenxiang's voice echoed in the ears of those younger brothers. Xu Feng, who was condescending, could see that most of their eyes were wet.

In the Jianghu, it's really difficult to gather so many brothers who value love and righteousness.

"If you don't go first, we'll go first!"

Ling Shihong and Carter, covered with blood, also rose from below. They came to Xu Feng and said discontentedly.

Indeed, they are all geniuses and powerful, but after all, they have only two people. There are thousands of people on the other side. They are not dead. They are already capable.

"Let go, brother! Otherwise I won't finish with you!"

Such a voice came from below. After listening to it, Xu Feng couldn't help but sigh that Zhuo Wenxiang's power was sold and he was still here to help people pay. Isn't that the current situation?

"You are really good. Where did you find such a group of lengtouqing? Should I tell them the truth?"

I have some admiration for Zhuo Wenxiang in my heart, but admiration is admiration. Xu Feng will never put his situation in danger because of admiration.

If you want to talk to him endlessly, as these little brothers said, Xu Feng will tell them the situation!

"Don't! I'll solve these things. I'm dying. I have to make a good impression in their hearts, don't I?"

Shaking his head, Zhuo Wenxiang quickly stopped Xu Feng. He did mean things, but even so, he didn't want to curse on his back when he died.

"How mean!"

Xu Feng scolded softly, but he didn't stop it. After all, if Zhuo Wenxiang could help them solve these little brothers, it would also be a good thing for them.

After pondering for a while, Zhuo Wenxiang said loudly, "brothers, it's enough for me to have you brothers all my life. Even if I die, I will remember you!"

"Big brother!"

A mouth was a moving speech, his voice fell, and countless voices came from below. Even Xu Feng couldn't help admiring this scene.

What is a leader? Obviously, Zhuo Wenxiang is an excellent leader. If he did not join the Shura hall, but used these people to build a family, he must also be a first-class family.

Calmed down the voice below, he continued: "what happened between Xu Feng and me is a personal grudge. When I die, the grudge will disappear. Brothers, don't take your own life for me!"

As soon as the voice fell, it was opposed by countless people. When he took a breath of true Qi, Zhuo Wenxiang shouted, "can't even brother's last wish be realized?"

The voice was like Hong Lei. For this reason, no one dared to say anything. There was silence below, and no one spoke any more.

"Let's go! Brothers, as long as you don't forget me, that's the best comfort to brother!"

Under Zhuo Wenxiang's persuasion, the younger brothers below left one after another with tears in their eyes. About half an hour later, the last younger brother left. This hour, Xu Feng heard countless versions of touching stories. Finally, even he wanted to let Zhuo Wenxiang go.

"I've done it, but I have a request. I don't know if you can meet me?"

With a sigh, Zhuo Wenxiang knew that his death was not far away, and said softly.

"Say it, I can be satisfied, I will be satisfied naturally!"

Xu Feng didn't mean to embarrass the dying man, so he promised.

"Leave me a whole body and bury me in this small town!"

Zhuo Wenxiang looked a little sad. The blood in his eyes seemed to be his tears, ticking down.

This can't blame Xu Feng. If you want to blame him, you can blame him for killing Xu Feng. Otherwise, they have nothing to do with each other, and Xu Feng won't kill him.

"These are two requirements..."

Xu Feng's voice hasn't finished yet, but a knife has been inserted into Zhuo Wenxiang's chest. The knife was just used by Zhuo Wenxiang to kill Xu Feng, but now it is inserted into his chest.

"Poof... Thank you!"

With a mouthful of blood, Zhuo Wenxiang's vitality retreated like a tide, and Xu Feng also loosened the soul chain around his neck. He could no longer keep his shape in mid air and slowly fell down.

The Tiantang assassin fell down from the altar and there was no fire in Nanling!