"Hahaha, the remnants of the sky, the innocent of death. Wang Tao's shout was like blowing the horn of battle, and the people on the top of the mountain, who were able to move easily, quickly walked out of their respective places and came behind Seinfeld.

"Little Pony. When he saw the young man Wang Tao was carrying, the big goat suddenly let out a terrible wail.

"Zhang Qi, my brother. Then, Lei Zhu shouted.

Immediately, everyone behind him felt red-eyed.

"Kill. The crowd didn't know who burst out into shouting, and in an instant, Lei Zhu's figure, like a wolf, rushed towards Nangong Ge, who was carrying Zhang Qi, and dozens of people followed behind him.

On the other side, the big goat pounced on Wang Tao like crazy.

"Hahaha, good time. Seeing everyone rushing over, Nangong Ge and Wang Tao laughed.

Immediately afterwards, the true qi of the innate master fully exploded, and the two internal forces, which were stronger than Shangguan Hong, suddenly swept the air outside the ground and twisted violently.

Wang Tao put his palms against his chest, and then the two palms pushed out fiercely, and the majestic internal force was instantly stimulated by his palms, and the invisible qi waves, like a huge wall of qi, like a speeding car, slammed into the big goat and others.

The figure that rushed up was suddenly slammed out by this wall of qi and fell to pieces.

Nangong Ge faced Lei Zhu and the others, his right hand clenched his fist tightly, and then towards Lei Zhu and the others, he instantly threw more than ten punches.

The domineering fist, like a hammer, hit Lei Zhu and the others fiercely, and the faces of the people who were smashed instantly distorted, especially the Lei Zhu who rushed to the front, after being hit by the fist, stood in place in a daze, his eyes were dull, as if he was stupid.

After the strength of the fist passed, Lei Zhu slowly knelt down, then spat out a large mouthful of blood, and slowly threw himself forward to the ground.

"Everyone backs away. Seinfeld shouted, looking at these people who went up to die inexplicably, Seinfeld's face was also iron-blue.

"Helper, that's my own nephew, his parents were killed in battle. The big goat lay on the ground and roared.

Seinfeld may not understand the pain of losing their loved ones, and perhaps when he loses his loved ones, he will be more impulsive and irrational than they are.

However, at this moment, as a gang leader, as a person who still has reason, Seinfeld must stop them from being sent to death.

"All further on, expelled from the Optimus Sword Sect. The rolling sound was like a flat-bottomed muffled thunder, exploding in everyone's ears, and Seinfeld shouted at everyone in the Heavenly Sword Sect with a gloomy face.

"Helper. "Some people are puzzled.

"All back away. Seinfeld stepped forward, with a calm face as he walked, holding his sword and moving forward slowly, saying, "They are my relatives, I am the helper, I want revenge, and I will rush to the front first, you all retreat, and when I die, you will come up again." ”

"Don't back down yet. ”

"Yes, helper. ”

"Hehehe, the young man is so bold that he dares to stand in front of the two of us alone. Wang Tao saw Song Fei coming with a sword, and said happily, "It is worthy of being Yue Qingtian's son, and this temper that is not afraid of trouble has inherited ninety percent of it." ”

Nangong Ge smiled on the side: "Boy, take out your spirit stone, we can leave a whole corpse of your Heavenly Sword Sect." ”

Song Fei, who was walking in the cold wind, suddenly grinned: "You two lackeys, I will definitely not let you die happily, I will scrape off your flesh piece by piece, to let you know that those who provoke me will bear a price you can't imagine." ”

"Hahaha, young man, anyone can say cruel things, but you have to have the corresponding strength. Wang Tao laughed, the corpse in his hand had already been thrown aside by him, and he was looking at Seinfeld with a playful face at the moment.

"Call you Mother. Seinfeld shouted, holding the long sword in Wang Tao's direction, his body suddenly like a shadow, and a sword stabbed towards Wang Tao.

The majestic multicolored internal force exploded instantly, and the gray-white stainless steel long sword was as if wearing a layer of colorful light clothes, dazzling and brilliant.

Seinfeld's long sword didn't arrive, and the air flow stabbed by the long sword was like an air arrow, piercing Wang Tao's chest with a faint pain.

At this moment, the faces of Nangong Ge and Wang Tao changed drastically, they never thought that what Song Fei suddenly broke out was actually faintly suppressing their realm.

"There is a big secret in this son. The two of them glanced at each other, and both saw the greed in each other's eyes.

"Boy, let me try your catty. Wang Tao stretched out his hands behind his back, grabbed two double hooks with deep cold air, and met the long sword that Seinfeld stabbed at him.

"Old immortal. Seinfeld's multicolored long sword, the closer it got to Wang Tao, the more brilliant the light became, and immediately, the multicolored long sword slammed into the hook of Wang Tao's right hand.

"Makes you arrogant. Wang Tao's face suddenly became very hideous, and when the long hook in his right hand tried to block Seinfeld's long sword, the long hook in his left hand was ready to cut Seinfeld's throat. The long hook was aimed at Seinfeld at a very tricky angle.

As long as he blocked Seinfeld's attack, Wang Tao was confident that he would turn his passivity into an active one, and use the strange attack method of the double hook to restrain Seinfeld.

Blocking and dismantling with one hand and attacking with the other, this is Wang Tao's specialty, I don't know how many people died in this trick.

"Helper, beware of the old guy's left-handed life-killing hook. Behind him, someone shouted.

However, as if Song Fei hadn't heard of it, the colorful long sword struck Wang Tao the long hook of his right hand.

"Phew. "The two weapons slammed into each other.

Wang Tao's hideous face suddenly changed, and an irresistible force suddenly came from the long hook of his right hand, but before he could figure out how to face this wonderful force, his entire body was suddenly struck out by this powerful force.

Wang Tao flew upside down, retreated more than ten steps in a row, and then held his right arm with his left hand and looked at Seinfeld with a very shocked expression.

His right arm, under this blow, was hidden in pain. You know, this is only the force generated when the weapons are fighting, most of the part, are acting on the weapons, Wang Tao is hard to imagine, if this force, directly acting on his body, will have such a terrifying effect, then, can it still resist?

Overbearing, furious.

Seinfeld's performance this time was extremely strong.

But the more this is the case, the more greedy Wang Tao's face becomes.

A sword struck Wang Tao, Song Fei turned his head, and not far from him was Nangong Ge who was in shock.

Seinfeld showed a sneer and scolded, "Raised by a bitch." ”

"The kid is arrogant. Nangong Ge pulled out a machete with a "puff", picked up the machete, and the seemingly heavy machete was as light as nothing in its hand, like layers of ghosts, and slashed towards Seinfeld.

"Wave slash. "Nangong Ge's famous stunt, the machete carries internal force, constituting layers of continuous light and shadow, if it is an ordinary person, let alone dodging, even the real light and shadow cannot be figured out.

Many people didn't even see the shadow of the knife clearly, and they were beheaded by Nangong Ge to death. And even if you see it clearly, with the heavy power of the machete and the incomparable speed of the knife, it is difficult to move in a short period of time. If you want to choose to dismantle it, this seemingly light machete will make people feel the power that is difficult to resist like a wild beast coming from the knife.

Fast, ethereal, heavy.

With this sword, Nangong Ge stood proudly in the forest of innate powerhouses, even if he was a master of the same realm, he would have to drink hatred under his hands.

"Boy, I have seen through your cultivation, the innate eighth order, the same realm as me, I see how you can resist my fatal sword. Nangong Ge sneered.

He was answered by a cold snort from Seinfeld, and a slap that was an understatement.

"Look for death. Seeing that Seinfeld dared to use his palm to resist his machete, Nangong Ge's sneer was even worse.

However, in the middle of his laughter, his face changed dramatically.

Seinfeld's palm suddenly erupted with a continuous force like ocean waves.

If it is said that Nangong Ge's wave slash is to create an illusion with internal force, the layers of sword shadows are just used to confuse the enemy, but a real killing machine, that is, a real sword light hidden in the layers of sword shadows.

And Seinfeld's palm does not have a thousand-layer palm shadow, only the occasional ripple in the air, which makes people feel the existence of power, but the power that erupts from his palm is indeed layer after layer of substantial lethality, endlessly, and it slammed into Nangong Ge's machete.

Before Nangong Ge's machete could cut into Seinfeld's waist, it was broken to pieces by the power of the Mixed Yuan Palm, and even Nangong Ge's right hand holding the knife was constantly trembling to the ground.

Wave Slash, completely losing the power it should have, is not as good as an ordinary slash.

Later, Nangong Ge's face changed more and more, and in the end, his entire face seemed to be twisted hideously.

Song Fei took a step forward and easily stepped in front of Nangong Ge, his eyes full of contempt.

This kind of expression had just appeared in the eyes of Wang Tao and Nangong Ge, and now, Seinfeld had completely reversed the role and looked down at Nangong Ge with a controllable attitude.

When did Nangong Ge suffer such a humiliation, in addition to the national teacher, even if he was the emperor of the upper hall, the emperor of the Great Yuan Kingdom, he would be polite to him.

And at this moment, mockery, contempt, and disdain slammed into this long-won military god.

Seeing Song Fei striding forward, the machete in Nangong Ge's right hand was still trembling, so he had to clench his fist with his left hand, use the majestic internal force of the innate master, and smash it towards Song Fei's face.

"Hmph. Seinfeld snorted coldly again, with a posture of not taking Nangong Ge in his eyes at all, and with the same punch, he swung it fiercely at Nangong Ge's fist.

"King Kong arm. ”

The colorful internal force instantly shrouded the long arm, and the long arm of Seinfeld's flesh and blood body, as if it had suddenly turned into a steel fabric, became extremely hard and heavy, and collided with Nangong Ge's fist fiercely. The Vajra arm, which was originally used for defense, was now used as an attack move by Seinfeld.

"Ahh Nangong Ge's hideous face suddenly erupted into a heart-rending wail. At the same time, the people not far away suddenly heard a "creak." "An unusually crisp sound.

Anyone who heard this sound was furious in their hearts, how many bones must have been broken to make such a rhythmic symphony.