Suck!

A fierce wind swept through, easily shattering Zhong Yingwu's condensed palm prints, Zhong Yingwu only felt as if his chest had been smashed by a hammer, and his throat couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Wow!

The blood shot forward like a sharp arrow. Liu Yansong's body moved slightly and avoided the side, and all the blood shot on the door behind him.

Suddenly, the bloody arrow shot through the door, revealing a hole as big as a fist.

"You, what kind of realm are you? It was so easy to destroy the palm prints that I had condensed with my mana! Zhong Yingwu's figure retreated several steps in a row, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Grass, why is this guy so powerful, isn't the young master his opponent!"

"Impossible, the young master can be a master of the first level of qi, and he can easily kill all the existences below the innate realm in seconds."

"This surnamed Liu seems to really have cultivation above the innate realm, and we are not his opponents. I don't know if the young master can defeat him this time! ”

"Don't worry, the young master has a magic weapon rewarded by the master. As long as the young master sacrifices the magic weapon, I think that guy will be doomed. It's just a pity that cultivators can't seem to kill ordinary people casually. Otherwise, the young master would just kill this guy! ”

"Hmph, if you offend the young master, this guy must die. It's a rule that cultivators can't kill ordinary people, and I don't know which guy came up with it out of bore! ”

"I'll give you one last chance, you, and Du Wanchao, take someone away immediately." Liu Yansong looked at Zhong Yingwu calmly, and said in a deep voice: "It's best that you leave immediately before I am really angry." Otherwise, Du Wanchao, you will definitely regret it! ”

"I regret Nima, if you dare to touch me surnamed Liu, I will fight this skin on my body, and I will fight you to the end!" Although Du Wanchao was shocked by Liu Yansong's strength, he was able to easily beat Zhong Yingwu to the point of vomiting blood, and he was definitely not easy to match. However, Du Wanchao's identity and Liu Yansong are in the same position after all. If he bows his head to Liu Yansong today, then I am afraid that he will really be ridiculed when he returns to Yanjing in the future.

A few days ago, Liu Yansong not only humiliated him severely, but also took away the person he pursued in front of him. At that time, that kind of situation already made Du Wanchao very unable to raise his head. Now, although he guessed in his heart that Zhong Yingwu might really not be Liu Yansong's opponent, and then in this situation, Du Wanchao had no possibility of retreating at all.

Besides, now that Zhong Yingwu was injured for his debut, no matter how unreliable Du Wanchao was, it was impossible for him to say soft words to Liu Yansong in this situation.

"It seems that you are toasting and not eating and drinking!" Liu Yansong snorted lightly: "Since you have made up your mind to make trouble in Nanfu Province, then I can only arrest you first, and then send you directly to the military court!" ”

"I'm bah, Liu Yansong, are you the oldest!" Du Wanchao's eyes turned red when he heard this, and he shouted: "Lao Tzu is not your soldier, what qualifications do you have to arrest Lao Tzu." surnamed Liu, you have to figure out the situation, Lao Tzu is from the Yanjing Military Intelligence Department, even if you are the captain of the armed police, you have no right to interfere in my affairs! ”

"You kidnapped my soldiers, do you say you have the right to control you!" Liu Yansong snorted coldly: "I said Du Wanchao, you are simply not crying when you don't see the coffin, since this is the case, then you can come over for me to reflect on it!" ”

As he spoke, Liu Yansong was about to take it towards Du Wanchao with a big hand. Who knew that Zhong Yingwu on the side suddenly let out a fierce roar, and roared angrily: "Liu Yansong, you bastard, you are dead, Lao Tzu is going to destroy you!" ”

While speaking, Zhong Yingwu suddenly slapped his hand towards his chest, and suddenly a spirit rune erupted from his mouth, and then in an instant, it turned into a small sword more than half a foot long.

"Well, it's just a treasure that can't be put on the table." Seeing that Zhong Yingwu grasped the little sword, and his face showed a cruel expression, Liu Yansong couldn't help but laugh and said: "If you think that this little sword alone can threaten me, then I can tell you responsibly that your little sword has no effect at all." ”

"Look for death!" A trace of murderous intent flashed in Zhong Yingwu's eyes, and he shouted gloomily: "The surname Liu, don't think that you are self-righteous because you are in the innate realm, the methods of cultivators are not as simple as you think." ”

"In that case, then you can make a move!" Liu Yansong slowly withdrew his hand and said in a low voice: "Dare to be arrogant and presumptuous in front of me, it seems that this time it is not good to teach you a lesson, and you don't know that there are many people in this world, and they are not easy to offend like you!" ”

"Lao Tzu killed you!" Zhong Yingwu's face sank, and he suddenly sacrificed the little sword. Suddenly, the room was suddenly gloomy and miserable, and a chill that made people palpitate spread.

Kill!

Zhong Yingwu raised his hand, and a strange trick was suddenly punched out in his hand, and suddenly the small sword that was sacrificed turned into a flying sword with a length of more than three feet, and stabbed towards Liu Yansong.

"Look, the young master has finally made a trick!"

"It's good now, as soon as the young master's sword comes out, the surname Liu will definitely die. This guy dares to curse the young master, it's just killing himself! ”

"Hmph, if you want me to say it's best not to kill this guy, just waste his skills."

"That's right, let him endure the feeling of turning from a master to a waste. Anyone can bully him in the future, I see how the surname Liu can live! ”

"You're so bad, but this kind of ending is definitely good, I like it!"

"Look, that guy looks like he's scared silly!"

Ha ha......

Mockery, naked mockery and mockery. At this time, the bodyguards around showed a playful look on their faces. At this time, Liu Yansong also seemed to be really scared stupid, under the deterrence of the sword, his figure did not move.

"Brother Liu, be careful!"

"It's not good, Liu Yansong, hurry up and get out of the way!"

Seeing this scene, Peng Fei and Zuo Shiyi were both eye-splitting and frightened. They shouted hurriedly, lest Liu Yansong would die under Zhong Yingwu's flying sword.

"Don't worry, I'm fine!" Hearing Peng Fei and Zuo's poetic shouts, Liu Yansong laughed faintly, and at this time, the flying sword was already approaching the top of his head. I saw that he suddenly stretched out his hand, and his two fingers easily clamped the tip of the sword, and then slightly shook the mana, and directly broke the sword into two sections.

Wow!

This time, Zhong Yingwu was even more miserable, three mouthfuls of blood sprayed in his mouth, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Since the sword is his natal magic weapon, he has been pinned on the dantian since he cultivated. At this time, he was shocked by Liu Yansong in one fell swoop, and under his mental induction, several meridians in his body were seriously damaged due to regurgitation.

"What, the young master actually lost!"

"Damn, the person surnamed Liu dares to destroy the young master's sword, this matter will be a big deal, and when the master knows about this matter, he will definitely not give up!"

"This guy is not an easy character, it looks like we're going to be in trouble this time!"

Seeing Zhong Yingwu's defeat, everyone looked at each other. Not to mention those bodyguards, even Du Wanchao had a stunned look, obviously he didn't believe that Zhong Yingwu would be defeated by Liu Yansong so easily.

You know, no matter how you look at it, Liu Yansong didn't make a move on Zhong Yingwu. Could it be that he could just destroy Zhong Yingwu's sword and let it suffer heavy damage!

"You, you're not a martial artist!" At this time, even if Zhong Yingwu was a pig, he knew Liu Yansong's true identity. Being able to easily seize his sword and destroy it, it was obvious that Liu Yansong's strength was not comparable to him at all.

At this time, Zhong Yingwu's heart was filled with endless chagrin. If he had known that Liu Yansong was also a cultivator, he would never have interfered in Du Wanchao's affairs. Liu Yansong's age should not be far from him, at such an age, he has already cultivated to a level that is simply beyond his reach, obviously behind Liu Yansong, there must be a huge force hidden.

"Your name is Zhong Yingwu, right?" There was Zhong Yingwu's name on the sword, Liu Yansong's eyes just swept lightly, and he already knew it, and he shouted in a low voice: "I don't know what to say, kneel down for me!" ”

Faced with Zhong Yingwu's questioning, Liu Yansong naturally ignored it. There was an unparalleled momentum in his eyes, pressing towards Zhong Yingwu's body.

"You, don't force people too much, my grandfather is Zhong Heguang, he is a top cultivator of Qi cultivation, if you persecute again, my grandfather will definitely settle accounts with you at that time!" In just an instant, Zhong Yingwu's forehead oozed cold sweat the size of a bean, he looked at Liu Yansong in horror, and roared bitterly in his mouth, trying his best to straighten his waist.

However, Liu Yansong suddenly pushed his hand, and the broken sword in his hand flew towards Zhong Yingwu and hit his waist hard.

Suddenly, Zhong Yingwu snorted in his mouth, his legs were weak for no reason, and he really knelt down straight like that.

"Zhong Yingwu, are you threatening me!" Liu Yansong snorted lightly: "If you still want to make things bigger, then you can go back and tell your grandfather about today's incident, Zhong Heguang I have also heard of this person, you dare to carry him out of the rampant with just the top level of qi training, I think you are purely a pit master knows!" ”

"Liu, Liu Yansong, what kind of cultivation are you! What the hell are you from the Xiuzhen Sect! Hearing the indifferent look in Liu Yansong's words, Zhong Yingwu only felt that he was chilling all over his body. At this point, he really realized that he had inadvertently mentioned an iron plate. In front of Liu Yansong, he is nothing at all!