God level swordsman

Chapter 232 Lin Feng 2
Yang Xiaotian's ability to take the position of leader is inseparable from his ability. It is really not easy to get to where he is today.He is too aware of the status of Nandou Sword Sect in Jianghu, that is the number one Sword Sect in Jianghu.

Although Ji Yun didn't say who this young elder was, he also knew that it must be a tough nut to crack.

It would be extremely unwise to make an enemy of someone with such a background.

Things in the Jianghu were originally about killing and killing, and they passed by with one eye open and one closed, and the superiors would not blame him for such a trivial matter.

Therefore, Yang Xiaotian flinched.

But he didn't feel ashamed, and there was nothing to be ashamed about.

Yang Xiaotian suddenly stagnated, and when there was no movement, Lin Feng couldn't hold back anymore.

It was just a normal friction, but Zhao Tai not only moved his hands, but also killed someone.

Although Liu Fei'er's family is far less powerful than the Feihong Sect, he is the master of wealth and wealth in the local area.Liu Fei'er was usually well-loved, but now that he was killed, maybe the Liu family would take their anger out on him.

It is normal for people not to consider gains and losses when they are extremely angry.

If the Liu family wanted to kill him at all costs, it would not be difficult to hire people from "hell" with their financial resources.

"Hell" is one of the most feared killer organizations in the Jianghu. Its strength is extremely terrifying. No martial artist in the Jianghu is willing to easily provoke those guys who live in the dark.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng couldn't care less.

He quickly walked up to Yang Xiaotian, and said in a deep voice: "I am Lin Feng from the Antang Mansion, I am the fiancé of Feihongzong Yongbing, and the one who died on the ground is Yongbing's good sister, please don't let her go , Feihongzong will remember your kindness today and will definitely repay you."

Yang Xiaotian frowned slightly when he heard the words. He was in the military, so he was very well informed. He had indeed heard some gossip about Yong Bing. It seemed that the man's name was indeed Lin Feng.

The man in front of the view looks suave and handsome, just like the rumors.

Yang Xiao's world consciousness confirmed that the person in front of him was that Lin Feng.

The reputation of Yong Bing in the world is not very good. Everyone knows that she is a woman who has high ambitions and is fierce and domineering. She is just relying on the prestige of Feihong Zongyong.But because of this, Yong Bing actually fell in love with a young master from a small family. What does this mean? It shows that Lin Feng is very important to Yong Bing.

It is possible that Lin Feng can really become the uncle of the Feihong Sect.

In this way, if he can get on this boat, even if he doesn't become the commander of the city guard, he, Yang Xiaotian, can reach the sky in one step.

Thinking about it carefully, the strength of the Nandou Sword Sect is strong, but how many elders are there in their sect?
Not less than a hundred.

Comparing a young elder with Uncle Feihong, the choice should be very clear.

Yang Xiaotian knew that Zhao Tai's background would not be simple, but he was just an elder from the older generation of the Nandou Sword Sect. Offending a mere elder, the Feihong Sect's strength could completely settle it.

You know, when Yong Buhui was strong, he was not afraid of the suzerain of Nandou Sword Sect.

"Please don't worry, Young Master Lin, I will definitely seek justice for you and bring the villain to justice." Yang Xiaotian clasped his fists slightly at Lin Feng, and immediately directed his subordinates to stop Zhao Tai.

Lin Feng's eyes were full of complacency, and he felt a carefree sense of satisfaction.

That's the beauty of entitlement.

As the uncle of the Feihong Sect, even though the world is big, Lin Feng also went there.

Look at the appearance of this moat commander who can't wait to show him, what is the difference between him and an obedient dog?
He stood with his hands behind his back, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked calm and calm.

At this time, just as Zhao Tai took out the required toll from the storage bracelet, the group of officers and soldiers with steel knives rushed forward.

The eyelids of the masters who maintained the magic circle slightly raised their eyelids, and then closed them again.

The toll has not been handed over to them, so the matter has nothing to do with them.

"Take it." Yang Xiaotian shouted in a deep voice.

With the sound of an order, dozens of officers and soldiers rushed forward.

The strength of these city guard officers and soldiers is not weak, they all have innate strength, they can be regarded as the elite of the elite.

The power of dozens of innate martial artists attacking together was extremely astonishing, and the surrounding people all looked sideways at this side.

"Who is so bold as to offend the officers and soldiers protecting the city in the city? Isn't this looking for death?" an old man and god in the crowd said.

"Young and energetic, I feel that I am quite majestic. I have seen such things a long time ago. Believe it or not, within ten breaths, that person will definitely fall." Another young man answered.

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" The old man curled his lips disdainfully.

While everyone was whispering, only a series of clashing sounds like gold and stones could be heard, followed by a series of howling.

Looking up, I saw that the steel knives in the hands of dozens of officers and soldiers were broken in two, and everyone fell to the ground in pain and wailed continuously.

It only takes two or three breaths before it's over?

The old man looked at the young man next to him, and said with a chuckle: "Young man, if you can't tell the time of ten breaths, that man must fall down?"

The young man was a little embarrassed, and then mocked: "Don't you, old man, also say that he is courting death? Why bother you?"

The two were blowing noses and staring at each other, and they almost rolled up their sleeves and started a fight.

No one expected that Zhao Tai would have such a tyrannical cultivation level that even the officers and soldiers guarding the city could not last a round.

The most important thing is that they didn't see how Zhao Tai made the move at all.

Logically speaking, such a young master should be well-known, but they were sure that they really had no impression of Zhao Tai.

"Inner Gang Realm? That's right. He is an elder of the Nandou Sword Sect after all. Regardless of whether he used the back door or a surrogate relationship, he must have some skills. But I underestimated him." Yang Xiaotian's eyes flashed, and a long knife suddenly appeared in his hand. .

This knife is seven feet long, the blade is slender, and the handle can only be held with two hands.

Yang Xiaotian dragged the long knife with one hand and rushed all the way, and went straight to kill Zhao Tai.

"Evil thief, it is an unforgivable crime for daring to injure the officers and soldiers of the city guard. This commander will definitely take you into prison and send you to the prison for interrogation by the city lord."

The rough and majestic voice shook the square, sending out a buzzing echo, like the destruction of a yellow bell and the thunder of a kettle.

Yang Xiaotian was already tall and tall, but when he rushed out while dragging a long knife, he looked even taller, mighty, and as strong as a bull.

The most important thing is that he is at the peak of Waigang.

In the Outer Gang Realm, the use of Gang Qi has reached the point of perfection.

Sparks flashed across the blue brick ground, and Yang Xiaotian rushed to the thunder with his feet on like a rainbow, rushing to Zhao Tai in the blink of an eye.

Drag the knife and chop!

One hit!
Yang Xiaotian is very confident in his own knife, his eyes are full of confidence.

He asked himself this saber, not to mention someone of the same realm, even if the three flowers gathered at the top, he would have to avoid the edge for the time being, let alone a martial artist in the inner realm.

(End of this chapter)