The Tiger Hall is located ten miles outside the city of Dayu City, covering an area of ​​100 acres, with many eaves and towering pavilions.

Today's murderous intent is full of murderous in front of the tiger hall!

Yang Fei, the leader of the Tiger Hall, held a tiger-headed knife. The blade had a slightly arc of about three fingers wide and was more than four feet long. It was ancient and clumsy. The handle of the knife was angry and opened to the tiger's mouth, and the shape was powerful and domineering.

Holding the tiger-headed knife in his hand, Yang Fei looked cold, just like the cold light shining on the blade, and his sharp edge only penetrated the hearts!

"Yang Fei, put down your weapons, abandon your weapons and surrender. I will spare you all the time!"

Zhao Zhen drove his horse forward a few steps, lowered his head and shouted loudly, saying the feeling of satisfaction of destroying people's power, which made him so full of energy that he had been trapped in the deep palace.

"Is that true? If I don't put it?"

Yang Fei sneered and waved his hand and shouted backward.

"Pull the person out!"

"Bang..."

The door opened, and more than twenty people tied their bodies tightly, and the cloth stuffed in their mouths were pushed out one by one.

"Walk!"

"hurry up!"

"I can't understand people's words!"

A shouting and scolding sounded from behind, and a group of gang members of the Tiger Hall held sticks and whipped their whip and followed behind.

"mother!"

Situ Haoran yelled suddenly.

"Madam! Yu'er!"

Situ Cheng's face changed drastically, and he looked frightened.

"Yang Fei, the disaster is not as good as the family, how dare you..."

"Why don't you dare? Have you ever thought about the feeling of waiting when you scout your family? Ah! Zhao Zhen's son!"

Several figures flew over from a distance, jumping dozens of feet, each with huge and deep aura, and murderous aura soared into the sky.

"Qingshan Sect Zhoutong!"

Jin Wuya held his hands and several steel needles as thin as hair appeared.

When they looked at Nangong Wuwang, they both knew that the other party had already started a counterattack without waiting for their own actions!

"That's right, the God of Wealth, long time no see!"

Zhou Tong stood beside Mo Bai, looking at Jin Wuya with a cold face.

"Situ Cheng, can you still take your family's life?"

On that side, Yang Fei grinned, and a tiger-headed knife flashed in his hand. The man who was tied up suddenly split into two, and a miserable roar came out of his mouth, and his vitality dissipated.

"Sanniang!"

Situ Cheng's eyes glared angrily, and bloodshots emerged from it.

"You're looking for death if you're the one named Yang!"

"I'm looking for death?"

Yang Fei smiled coldly, waved his sword again, and another person fell to the ground.

"No……"

Situ Cheng and his son's hearts trembled and were about to rush forward, but Yang Fei put his blade on his back and stopped between a woman's neck.

"Yang Fei, let go!"

"I can let go, you can retreat first! Otherwise..."

Yang Fei smiled indifferently, and with force on the blade, a bloodshot appeared in the woman's white neck.

"Wait a minute!"

Situ Cheng suddenly yelled.

"Lord Yang, you can discuss something!"

"I'm discussing with you again, Lord Situ!"

Yang Fei smiled, his blade trembled, and another person next to him fell to the ground.

"Take your people away! I'll release you immediately!"

"uncle!"

Zhao Zhen's little face was anxious, but he saw that Situ Cheng no longer looked at him, but lowered his head and roared in a low voice: "Master Yang, do you think this is serious?"

"Ha ha……"

Yang Fei raised his head and smiled, waved his hand.

"Come on, let two pass!"

"yes!"

The two gang members of the Tiger Hall immediately loosened the hemp ropes on their bodies, took the rag from the exit, and pushed the person over. They obviously knew the identities of these people, and the people they put were all less important members of the Situ family.

"uncle!"

Zhao Zhen turned over and got off the horse and took two steps to Situ Cheng's side.

"Uncle, they won't let you go! This is just their temporary solution! Don't be fooled!"

"Zheng'er, I didn't agree with you from the beginning!"

Situ Cheng looked stiff and suddenly pushed Zhao Zhen away with one hand.

"You want me to abandon your aunt?"

Zhao Zhen took two steps back, his face stunned, and no longer had the energy he had not long ago.

"Master Yang, I will take the people away now, and you can let them go first!"

After pushing Zhao Zhen away, Situ Cheng looked up and yelled at Yang Fei.

Situ Haoran, on the other hand, clenched his hands tightly, never saying a word from beginning to end, but his eyes were bloodshot, his fingernails were deeply imprinted into his muscles, and bloodstains flowed out of his hands proved his struggle.

"Let half of it first, you back away and then put the remaining half. When the matter is completely resolved, then let the remaining ones finally go!"

Yang Fei smiled and waved his hand, and the few people were loosened and the crying people rushed towards Situ Cheng.

"Speak for sure!"

"A gentleman's words are as good as hell!"

"good!"

Situ Cheng lowered his head fiercely and waved his hand back with one hand.

"People in the same city, retreat a hundred feet!"

"uncle!"

Zhao Zhen stretched out his hands forward and made a stop.

"Zhao Zhen, although you are still young, you have to bear the consequences if you do something!"

Situ Cheng's face turned pale, his sleeves waved, and he stepped back with his men.

"you!"

Zhao Zhen's face was ferocious, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Nangong Wuwang.

"Kill them for me, kill them all! No one left!"

Situ Cheng took away a group of people, but there were about a thousand people left, all of whom were from Donglai Road. Their practices were all Hunyuan Gongshu passed down by Nie Hongyi. Their combined efforts did not reduce much power!

Nangong Wuwang drew out the giant sword silently, and everyone behind him followed silently. The sword body shone on the top of his head, shining on the audience, and the huge aura was overwhelming.

The Qingshan Sect and the people in the Tiger Hall retreated one after another, and the battle was about to break out!

"It seems we are rushing in time!"

A sound came again in the distance, dozens of black jade unicorn horses rushed over, and everyone carried swords on the horses, with a strong aura.

"Five Evil Sect, Feihe Villa, Hongyun Valley, Jiuqu Hall, Wu Tong Li's Family..."

Jin Wuya glanced at him and burst out the origins of the people who came, and his voice became increasingly low.

These people are all masters! A few of the top masters are even top masters in the world. It can be said that one-fifth of the top masters in Xuzhou have come here today!

"Oops!"

Even if Jin Wuya didn't say it, Nangong Wuwang knew that he had no chance of winning today.

Unless your own leader comes in person!

Zhao Zhen's face had turned pale, and he looked at Nangong Wuying with his head in his hand.
To be continued...