As the leader of the Tianlang Gang who is famous, Lang Muxing naturally has excellent cultivation. He is like a strong man in the Rongpo Realm. He suddenly slashed out his sword in his hand, and he was about to split the boy on the other side in half. He was so fierce, and it also verified that his usual character was cruel and extremely vicious.

In order to get into the yard, Qiu Yu was willing to offer his treasure sword. Now that he has revealed his identity, he has no scruples. Besides, the old guy wants to kill him, and there are many cultivators around him staring at him. He must kill the chicken and show him the monkey, so he is not polite.

With a flash, Qiu Yu did not dodge at all. Instead, he rushed towards the blade and then punched out. He used the violent fist he had practiced at the low-level martial arts. The moves were not exquisite, but under the strong spiritual power, it was like a storm. Not only did it block the oncoming sword light, a green light also fell on Lang Muxing's right arm, directly breaking the opponent's arm bone.

The arm was broken, and no one could stand it. Lang Muxing screamed in pain, his face twisted and twitched, and his body shook and retreated, which surprised everyone. They all stared at each other with their eyes wide open, which was incredible. This was the famous leader of the Tianlang Gang. He dominated the radius of hundreds of miles and fell under him. He could not withstand the thunder attack of this son. It was so terrifying.

The old guy naturally escaped his hand, but it appeared in Qiu Yu's hand in a flash. His movements were so fast that it was impossible to see clearly. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a ghost. This was not the end. He rushed to the other side and kicked a sudden kick. He heard a bang sound. The old guy had no power to fight back and was kicked away, which shocked the cultivator in that direction and hurriedly dodged away.

Lang Muxing fell several feet away and vomited blood in his mouth. It was obvious that he was injured very much. The force of this kick was so strong that he broke three of his ribs and could no longer get up.

There were more than a dozen members of the Tianlang Gang, so they rushed over and surrounded the gang leader and shouted anxiously, "Gang Master, you are injured, do you have to worry?"

"This kid's hand is too dark. You were kicked away without even seeing any moves..."

Lang Muxing was so angry that he struggled to raise his head, but blood was still flowing from the corner of his mouth. He said weakly: "What are you doing around me? I can't die yet. Hurry up and kill him, tear the little boy to pieces, and avenge me."

These members of the gang were in a dilemma. After all, they had just witnessed this boy's methods and had an outrageous cultivation. Can they beat others by themselves? But the gang leader gave the order. If he did not comply, the outcome would be very miserable. The old guy would definitely not let them go. In desperation, he could only rush over, wield his sword and shouted with great momentum to enhance his courage.

"Kill me, everyone chop this kid into meat sauce, and you must not let it go."

"Dare to kick our Tianlang Gang leader, you are looking for death, chop him..."

The group of guys had ferocious faces as if they were ferocious, and their swords were shining with light, as if they were all desperate people. However, Qiu Yu didn't even take a look and ignored them directly as the air.

A white figure rushed over quickly like the wind and scolded sternly: "You dare to get the ground on Tai Sui's head, don't want to live anymore, right? I will do it for you." Wei Ji Yun, who appeared in front of the members of the Tianlang Gang, saw her swinging her sword with evil spirits on her face and rushing into the crowd, like a tiger entering a wolf pack. With the cold light flashing, the two people in the front had been injured, and a wound appeared on their body, blood gushed out, screaming in pain, and staggering and retreating quickly.

Although these guys are brave and cruel, they usually bully men and women and do everything they can to show off their power, but their cultivation is limited after all, and at most they are at the level of the Immortal Mansion, which is far worse than Ji Yun, a strong man in the mercenary spirit. The sword flew out with a crisscrossing edge. Even if the members of the Tianlang Gang tried their best to resist, they could not resist it. As blood splattered, they were injured and howled one after another.

Everyone saw it clearly. Seeing this boy taking action with ruthlessness, it only took a moment to kill more than ten members of the Tianlang Gang to the ground. It was shocking. It was obvious that it was really not a good person!

A strong smell of blood was filled with the surroundings. After dealing with these members of the Tianlang Gang, Ji Yun said coldly: "This is retribution, which makes you full of filth!" She turned around and suddenly entered the sheath, and the jade tree was as cool as the wind.

Qiu Yu smiled at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of praise, and he nodded at his beloved woman, but when he looked at the VIPs, his face darkened again, and he said in a cold voice: "What are you waiting for? Kneel down and surrender quickly, otherwise this bullshit leader of the Tianlang Gang will be your fate."

As soon as this statement was spoken, everyone felt too arrogant and trusted a little more. If it weren't for the Lord of Ling Realm, who would dare to talk to these people like this? It's just that even if you are the King of Ling with one hand covering the sky, there are only a few people around you, but you have to be enemies with thousands of people in the courtyard. Where can you get your confidence? It's just a delusion.

Mr. Qi watched with a dark face, without any statement. He had already made up his mind to kill someone with a knife. After all, the VIPs who came to celebrate the birthday were all well-known figures. How could they endure such insults? It is inevitable that the explosion would be. It would be better to chop this ignorant boy with a knife, which would be perfect!

As expected, Jiang is old. In front of everyone, how could the Guting Taoist Gu Ting and other distinguished guests kneel down? They were all furious and looked at each other. Among them, Monk Rencheng was the most irritable. The blue veins on his forehead swelled up, and the crescent moon with more than a hundred kilograms in his hand was convenient for shoveling, and said angrily: "I am from Tianfo Temple. No matter what king you are, don't be too bullying others. If you know the person, hurry up and go away, otherwise you will be beaten with a shovel..."

It would be better if it wasn't mentioned in Tianfo Temple. Now that I mentioned it, the face of Qiuyu became colder. Liangzi had already formed a lot. He slaughtered many bald donkeys in the Death Desert, and he would not let go of this in front of him. He cursed angrily: "It turns out it is a bald donkey from Tianfo Temple. I am just looking for your bad luck, and I dare to speak nonsense. Well, I will attack you!"

Monk Rencheng was furious, and he didn't care who the other party was. The guy's eyes were full of murderous aura and said angrily: "You little boy is really hateful. Let's see how I killed you."

Although the monk was tall and stupid as if he was as stupid as a pig, he was not clumsy at all. He moved almost as light as a swallow. He rushed over with the sound of the wind. His strong body jumped into the air, so that he could easily swung the shovel and smash it down suddenly. The huge shadow suddenly appeared. It was really amazing, and he wanted to slap Qiu Yu to the rhythm of the underground.

Obviously, the monk has great power and should not be underestimated. Many cultivators have a look of expectation. They think it would be best if they really beat this kid to death so that they can avoid being threatened, otherwise it would be very difficult.
Chapter completed!