Chapter 1548

The strike of the four powerful forces of King Sifeng's Demon power, Xuanqiao divine power and holy sword once again pierced a big hole in the sky of the lower world.

Like the roar of countless locusts crossing the border, it poured down from the tear in the sky. It was impossible to tell whether the red storm mixed with insects or gravel came down with a powerful momentum of disturbing the whole world.

Cao Zhifeng, the first to turn around and escape, had already flown out of the sky for kilometers ahead of time, but when the red storm came, he only felt that a burst of irresistible suction was emitted from the breach of the sky, dragging his body madly towards the center of the deadly death storm.

"Help! Who will save me! Ah..."

"The body is completely out of control, no, no!"

Cao Zhifeng, who escaped farthest, was pulled back by the suction of the death storm. The Gong family, who fell right under the crack in the sky, was naturally in a more dangerous situation.

The red storm group has not completely fallen down, but only fell down at the top of the sky. Those people in the Kung family's tianwu realm suspended in the mid air suddenly found that they had lost their control over their body one by one. All of them rose up in the air at almost the same time and flew towards the roaring storm group.

These people are making useless struggles and rising, but the body of tianwu territory is 500 or 600 meters away from the red storm, gradually turning into sesame sized particles scattered with the wind, and there is no whole body!

"Tang Lichuan! Is this your card to commit a crime alone? What a cruel means!"

The people in tianwu territory almost fell under the death storm on the spot. Only the people in Wujun territory can insist on one or two. However, Cao Zhifeng's worried look shows that he can't resist for too long. While trying his best to resist the suction of the death storm, he calculates when the sky crack will be closed again.

For Tang Lichuan's move, Cao Zhifeng was afraid and angry with the help of the rampant natural power of the upper world. They had evaluated Tang Lichuan's strength several times, but they still didn't expect that their opponents could even use the power of the upper world for themselves.

Even Wu Jun was unable to cope with the death storm. Anyone who fell into it had only a dead end. Guiding it from the upper world, Tang Lichuan's killing heart was revealed.

"Is this even cruel? I intended to use this move in Xingwu city where your Marquis house is located. Now I use it in advance. You should say Tang is kind! You should feel such a big noise hundreds of miles away. As long as the people in your Marquis house are not stupid pigs, there should be a way to resist Tang's move..."

The wings of Si Feng Wang shook behind him. Tang Lichuan looked at the struggling Cao Zhifeng with an expressionless face and sneered: "it's better to find a way to save your life than talk more nonsense. In your current state, Tang can take your life by moving his fingers. Do you think talking nonsense to me can distract me? Childish!"

As soon as the words fell, the huge wings like bat wings of King Sifeng soared again. The growing wings were covered with the unique talent of the Fufeng family, which resisted the strong suction brought by the death storm and rolled Cao Zhifeng up.

Halfway through the path, Tang Lichuan controlled his wings and gently hit the hard-supporting blind old man.

This martial arts master, who was badly injured by his martial arts skills, flew in the air like a piece of rag on the spot. At the same height where the people in the martial arts realm turned into dust, the flesh and blood spirits scattered inch by inch, and buried in the same heaven and earth as those people!

After several breaths, the death storm finally came down completely, and began to rage over the iron shoe plain, which had turned into an abyss.

The sky changed from dark to red, and then from red to dark night without light. No one knows how long the death storm has raged on this land. Only after today, the territorial map of the martial arts Marquis house has been revised, and a place name called Tieti plain has been erased from the map forever.

Hiding under his wings, Tang Lichuan silently listened to the screams around him, and then quickly quieted down. For an unknown period of time, his ears were full of buzzing wind.

The death storm collided with the wind extracted from King Sifeng's wings. Rao's death storm was far less than one hundred million times that of the upper world, but it was suppressed so that King Sifeng's wings could not be unfolded. It was like someone rubbing on him endlessly with a file. King Sifeng's wings were weak with the naked eye.

Just when King Sifeng's wings were rubbed by the death storm to leave only a transparent film, the red storm raging between heaven and earth suddenly gradually dispersed, and the covered sky reappeared light, and the holes in the sky stabbed by Tang Lichuan's sword were all healed and intact at this time.

Looking back at the completely worn wings of King Sifeng, Tang Lichuan couldn't help laughing and sighing: "it's not his own strength. It can't be perfectly controlled. Even if I have already calculated the time of the raging death storm, I didn't expect it was too much beyond the plan, and I almost couldn't carry it."

With a bitter smile, the power of the holy stripe was exhausted. The king Sifeng's wings that could have been used many times clicked, turned into a large mass of heaven and earth vitality and dispersed. The spirit consumed to resist the death storm had exceeded the load just now. The overdrawn holy stripe could not continue to operate, and suddenly collapsed and could not be used again.

"Everyone died, but you didn't die. Do you know what I meant to leave you? The people I wanted to wait didn't come, but they came to you miscellaneous fish. Why?"

His eyes slowly retracted from the sky and looked at a small chicken like figure around him, but it was Cao Zhifeng who was captured by his wings.

"Hum, don't try to get any information from me! People in the martial arts Marquis are not afraid of death!"

All the comrades killed from the martial arts Hou's house have fallen into the death storm. Although he did not see the death of those people, he hid under the shelter of Tang Lichuan's wings. The screams and wails echoed in his ears have already made him creepy. At this time, when he heard Tang Lichuan's questions, he certainly understood his situation.

No matter how he answers, Tang Lichuan will never keep him alive. In that case, why tell the other party the secret he wants to know before he dies?

"Well, have backbone!"

When Tang Lichuan saw that the other party was so frightened that he didn't intend to disclose the secret, he sneered and boasted insincerely, and then smiled: "It doesn't matter. Anyway, I'm here. How can I not go to Xingwu city in person? The news I want to know now will be clear when I see it in the city? It doesn't matter whether you say it or not. Let's save your life. I just feel that I have no chat and want to have some fun alone."

As he said this, Tang Lichuan bent his left hand into a grasp, pressed it on Cao Zhifeng's spirit cover, lowered his voice and said with a grim smile: "I appreciate your hard spoken attitude, so next you should try your best to maintain the image of a tough man who would rather die than surrender, and don't disclose a word to me. Even if I torture you any more, you just won't be soft. You'd better be angry with me!"

With a gloomy tone, Tang Lichuan suddenly showed a sudden expression on his face and added: "Oh, I forgot to tell you. Even if you want to say it later, Tang doesn't want to listen!"

At the moment when the words fell, Tang Lichuan's five fingers were full of cold, and Kunpeng's cold continued to seep into his mind from each other's spirit. In an instant, Cao Zhifeng's head condensed a layer of frost, and his body swayed and trembled.

The shrill scream was mixed with Tang Lichuan's whistle as if nothing had happened, and flew slowly towards the direction of the martial arts Hou's house.

"Ah!!! I said, I said it all! Lord Huyan... He, he is not in the city. He has to stay in the Hou house... Kill me, kill me! Ah!!!"

After less than three or five breaths, Cao Zhifeng, who had a hard mouth, couldn't bear the torture and shook out the information of Huyan rebellion.

"Hehe, what did you say just now? Tang didn't hear!"

The torture in his hand did not stop. After Tang Lichuan sneered and said something that made the other party desperate, he smiled and said, "Tang still appreciates your expression of the army pressing the border and winning the ticket. Show me again!"

Cao Zhifeng heard that the speech made a desperate roar, and his voice spread far in the empty sky. He didn't know that Tang Lichuan, who said he didn't care, actually laughed in his heart: "Hey, wonderful! The old thief in Huyan is not in the city? Isn't that the little master going to break through the empty door today!"