At this time, the house had been bombed into a mess, with potholes everywhere. Houses and walls had collapsed and cracked. It had become a dangerous building, and the whole house was more like a ruin.【】

Among the more than forty young thugs, only Shang Chen, a second-grade Martial Master, was left with fighting ability. However, he was affected by the residual power of the Seven Stars Gathering Formation, and his body was slightly injured. His Yuanli protective shield was damaged.

The defensive effect of Jintuan's attack was greatly weakened, and a crack was clearly visible.

After forcibly using the Seven-Star Gathering Formation, the faces of the three sisters Tang Ning, Xi Yu, and Liu Man were as pale as paper, and blood continued to flow from their mouths. Although their strength was much improved at this time compared to that at the admissions meeting, their strength was getting stronger.

The stronger they are, the greater the power of the Seven Stars Gathering Formation. Likewise, the more powerful the Seven Stars Gathering Formation will bring to them, the more serious the backlash it will bring.

However, Tang Ning has the easiest time. Her body has been tempered by goblin fire milk, and her physical strength has reached a level that is difficult for ordinary girls to achieve. Although her skin is becoming more tender, smooth and translucent, like water, she has copper skin and iron bones.

Her defense power and meridians are also quite tough. Although the backlash of the Seven Stars Gathering Formation is powerful, her situation is not too bad.

When the three of them stopped moving, Feng Yang's wings that wrapped himself, You Xue'er and Yun Rou suddenly spread out.

As the huge wings behind Feng Yang spread out, Yunrou and You Xueer hurriedly ran over and hugged the seriously injured Liu Man and Xi Yu.

Tang Ning was very brave and walked directly to Feng Yang. However, at this time, her face was pale and she was panting. Her stalwart breasts were undulating violently out of proportion to her body and age. How could they be compatible with such a magnificent figure?

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"Close the door and beat the dog?" With the door behind him closed and a trace of blood spilling from the corner of Shang Chen's mouth, Feng Yang said jokingly: "Now you know which dog to beat behind closed door?"

"Feng Yang, I advise you to stop. Yi Aoqiu is on his way back. He is coming, and none of you can escape." Shang Chen said coldly and proudly. He was actually just trying to comfort himself now.

An excuse for encouragement. I thought that based on my current state, I would probably have a fierce battle with Feng Yang. If I could temporarily scare Feng Yang away, and then encourage Yi Aoqiu to seek revenge on Feng Yang, I would kill two birds with one stone by doing it myself.

"Are you scaring me?" Feng Yang sneered, "Do you think you can still hold on until Yi Aoqiu comes back?"

"Then you might as well give it a try." Shang Chen stared at Feng Yang with disdain, his life force already flowing through his body like a tide.

"Why try something that is obvious?" Feng Yang roared, the wings behind him were already retracted, his body spread out, and he quickly rushed towards Shang Chen, dragging his giant sword.

The giant sword rubbed against the ground, causing bright sparks to fly and making a scalp-numbing sound. In just a blink of an eye, Feng Yang rushed to Shang Chen's side.

Although Feng Yang only acquired an incomplete form of Qinggong, his body strength has made several qualitative leaps after being tempered by Goblin Fire Milk and Tianxuan Ice Crystal. His speed alone is already comparable to ordinary people.

The speed of the wind-attributed martial master when he performs Xuan-level Qinggong martial arts.

Rushing in front of Shang Chen, Feng Yang suddenly raised his arm, raised his giant sword, and slashed towards Shang Chen with a heavy whistling sound.

As a second-grade Martial Master, Shang Chen was not just an ordinary person. He dodged the sword as soon as his body shape changed.

Before the giant sword hit the ground, Feng Yang had already stopped its momentum. The giant sword suddenly stopped two feet away from the ground, and then swept across the sword and hit Shang Chen's lower abdomen.

Shang Chen didn't expect Feng Yang to be able to stop the falling momentum of the giant sword at such a fast speed. Shang Chen was horrified at the precision of Feng Yang's control of power.

The speed of the giant sword's transformation attack was too fast. It seemed that Shangchen had already escaped, and was about to be hit in the stomach by the giant sword and sent flying.

However, Shang Chen was lucky enough to survive. At the critical moment, his body suddenly spun twice in the air, almost flipping in front of Feng Yang close to the sweeping giant sword. At the same time, his right arm suddenly raised high, and he instantly condensed.

With his powerful natal energy, his right fist suddenly hit Feng Yangtian's roof.

The moment the fist hits the ground, its fist will suddenly transform into a substantial force of energy. The energy will wrap around the fist, just like an oversized fist, sweeping Xiangfeng with great power and heavy pressure.

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"It's a small skill." Feng Yang sneered. Although Shang Chen hid very skillfully and was able to fight back after dodging, it was just a poor behavior for Feng Yang, who had a strong sense of combat and was outrageous.

Feng Yang's body remained motionless, allowing Shang Chen to spin diagonally against the giant sword, but his right leg had already gathered huge explosive power.

Shang Chen's attack speed is not slow at all. Being wrapped in Gangjin is like a huge fist hitting Feng Yang's Tianling Gai quickly. The distance between his eyes is getting closer and closer, but Feng Yang still doesn't move, but his dark pupils are exuding sharp energy.

The light stares at its prey like a wild beast, looking for a sure blow.

Five feet...

Three feet...

When the huge fist was less than a foot away from Feng Yang's head, his hair was already lifted up by the strong wind brought by the huge fist, and Feng Yang suddenly made a move.

The sky is falling apart!!

Feng Yang raised his right leg, and just when the huge fist-shaped force was about to hit him on the head, Feng Yang's right leg drew a blurry afterimage in the air, as if the space was broken open from top to bottom.

Like a black hole, just when the fist-shaped force was about to hit his head, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered first, hitting Shang Chen who was leaning against the giant sword and turned over.

"Bang!!"

With a loud explosion, Shang Chen, whose waist was shattered by the sky and the earth, flew out in the air like a tree stump. As his body flew in the air, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, and his body continued to fly backwards, mist of blood

It was pulled into a strange blood mist, and finally its body hit the wall heavily with another explosion.

The wall was impacted by Shang Chen's body and exploded suddenly. As rocks flew, Shang Chen's body broke through the wall and flew into the room. His body fell on the ground and still slid back.

He was more than ten feet tall and knocked over a table before he stopped.

You Xue'er, Yun Rou and others were again inexplicably surprised, thinking that Feng Yang's strength had improved a lot. The second-grade Martial Lord was actually pinched like a pug in his hands, and he couldn't resist.

It seems that his strongest martial arts were not displayed, and he only used his leg martial arts once. This kind of fighting power is too amazing.

Feng Yang stretched out his figure and chased in like a shadow. He was very fast and disappeared from the sight of You Xueer, Tangning and others in the blink of an eye.

Just when the girls were about to walk over to check, they heard fighting sounds like banging, banging, and shouting coming from the room, and then saw Shang Chen's body smashing through a wall. , the body flew out of the house, fell to the ground, struggled to get up, spit out a mouthful of blood, the breath in the body was confused, and lay back down.

"I told you before that you won't be able to hold on until Yi Aoqiu comes back." Feng Yang said playfully as he walked to Shang Chen, who was lying on the ground seriously injured and looking weak.

"Feng Yang, you just want to take over my stall, there is no need to kill everyone, right?" At this time, Shang Chen has been reduced to fish on the chopping board. The domineering momentum that Shang Chen had just now has disappeared, leaving only the deep fear in his heart. . He had heard that Feng Yang was so ruthless that he even dared to kill Fan Tong's younger brother Fan Li. Shang Chen really couldn't guarantee that he would let him go if he offended Feng Yang.

"I didn't intend to kill you in the first place. Since you said so, you must be suspicious." Feng Yangtian said with a smile: "You are so spineless. If I take you in, I will only leave a disaster around me."

Shang Chen's body suddenly surged with blood, and he almost vomited blood and died. If he could still move now, he would definitely jump up and shout: "Feng Yang, your seventh uncle and second aunt have the backbone."

In fact, in the face of this kind of life and death crisis, how many people can show strong backbone, and still have backbone in front of Feng Yang. Everyone knows that this guy is soft-hearted and not hard-hearted. Showing backbone in front of him is the same as seeking death. Is there a difference? Feng Yang said this, obviously he had no intention of saving Shang Chen's life.

Feng Yang did not hesitate. He raised his giant sword and hit the seriously injured Shang Chen. Shang Chen's chest burst open, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere. He died of anger.

"Bang.."

Suddenly, the gate of the house burst open. Yunrou and others who were standing next to the gate were immediately shocked and flew forward. Several girls flew and fell to the ground. Although they were not hurt, they were still injured. He fell into disgrace.

The girls quickly turned around in shock, and were shocked to see a handsome young man carrying two long swords standing majestically at the door, his eyes fixed on Feng Yang and the dead Shang Chen.

"You're late." Feng Yang's gaze also fell on the handsome young man who appeared at the gate, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his dark pupils shone with a strange light.

"He has already lost, why did you make such a decisive move?" Yi Aoqiu's expression was gloomy, and his voice was cold and colorless.

"If I were lying down and he was standing, he would do the same thing." Feng Yang was unafraid and looked calm.

"Take action, let me see your true strength." Carrying two long swords on his back, Yi Aoqiu looked quite cool and calm in the style of a swordsman, cool and calm, without the slightest hint of timidity.
Chapter completed!