The two old men felt the oncoming sword wind and their faces changed drastically.

The two old men punched together, and instantly transformed into a bloody ancient battlefield with golden swords and iron horses. For a moment, the shouts of killing were endless. The fist wind was fierce, like a cavalry with a gun and a halberd, rushing towards Su Feng.

For a moment, the sea of ​​corpses and blood appeared in front of Su Feng's eyes.

Su Feng slowly controlled the bronze sword, and with the pure sword intent, he blocked the attacks of the two.

Even though there are thousands of troops in front of me, fighting to the sky, I will remain unmoved.

With one sword, you can destroy it all!

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Su Feng's eyes, and the bronze sword flashed with terrifying lightning at the output of all strength, strangling the cavalry transformed into fist force.

At this moment, Su Feng used the God-Directional Sword, clenched his right hand, and smashed it out with a heavy punch.

The fist wind was like a substance, containing 600% of Su Feng's physical strength, and roared at the two old men.

boom!

A surging fist force like waves instantly hit the two old men, throwing them straight out, hitting them heavily on the wall, and spewing a lot of red blood out of their mouths.

The moment they hit the wall, the bodies of the two old men exploded.

The splattered blood was like two mandalas blooming in hell.

Seeing this scene, Wang Qian no longer had the same calmness as before, and even turned pale, and she retreated continuously as if she had seen a ghost.

Su Feng sneered at everyone: "What tricks do you have? Just use them, I, Su Feng, will follow me."

Even those so-called masters are like ants in his eyes.

But Su Feng wanted to use this most cruel method to kill the other party, so that he could bring a strong visual impact to the Wang family, causing them torture in pain and fear, and slowly die!

The second elder of the Hongmen could no longer sit still and sneered: "Su Feng, I admit that you have some skills, but that's all."

Su Feng looked at the old man who claimed to be a member of the Hongmen in front of him, and naturally saw that he had an absolute fourth-level cultivation level in the Heaven-level.

But it is probably a bit difficult to make him afraid of such a character.

And the next moment, the second elder released a powerful pressure.

In a trance, Su Feng saw the towering shadow of Buzhou Mountain behind the other party, vast and heavy, making people unable to resist.

It seems that under this pressure, people can only surrender obediently and worship him.

The second elder shouted loudly: "Boy, kneel down for me!

Su Feng sneered, never kneeling down, and was unmoved, completely treating him as nothing.

Seeing that his methods could not shock Su Feng at all, the second elder no longer insisted.

He jumped up and took action, preparing to kill this ignorant boy himself.

Seeing this, Hu Yitian and Liu Ze also hurriedly took action to suppress Su Feng.

A little cold flashed in Su Feng's eyes. He didn't care about the palm wind coming towards him at all. Instead, he abandoned the bronze sword and rushed straight to the second elder to fight back.

boom!

The moment the two of them met, the second elder felt a huge strange force coming from the other party's palms, smashing him out of the whole person.

Facing the two guardians on the left and right, Su Feng sneered.

Then, his palms turned into fists, and his big opening and closing fists were like a rushing flood, sweeping the surrounding spiritual power into it, forming a long dragon that vented its anger freely, and roaring and sweeping the two of them into it.

The two guardians hurriedly resisted, but it was too late...


Chapter completed!