Chapter 572

There were four people sitting in a secret room of the descending cloud sect. The first one was dressed in black robes, and his face shrouded in it.

There are three people sitting below, two men and one woman. The first was a middle-aged man with a burly figure, hard face and sharp edges and corners. He is wearing a dark robe and exudes the smell of the superior. This person is the leader of the descending cloud sect, the tiger Lord.

Sitting next to him were his two yuan generals, poisonous snakes with cold faces and cold eyes, and charming maidens who killed in bliss.

Seeing that the first man in black finished drinking the tea in his hand, Lord Hu stood up and said respectfully to the top, "tomorrow, Qingyun town is the territory of the pan family."

Slowly opened his black robe, and a hale and hearty old man appeared in sight. If Lin xuanxi was present, he would know that this person is the owner of the pan family, pan Changkong! It never occurred to me that the "descending cloud Gang" was under the control of the pan family.

Pan Changkong said in a flat tone without surprise or joy, "after the success, the reward will be doubled."

Pan Changkong is always careful and cautious. He won't show up easily unless he has to. But some time ago, when competing for the crimson cloud grass, he had doubts about the determined situation. This is the martial artist's sharp sense of crisis, so this time he will venture to appear in the descending cloud sect.

Then, without stopping, he left quietly through the back door, just as he came quietly.

After killing the two guards outside the door of the "falling cloud Gang" with a knife, Zifeng crushed the plaque with the words "falling cloud Gang" on the lintel under his feet.

In the noisy courtyard, because of a figure who suddenly broke in, I suddenly stagnated. I saw the blood stains on the boy, the broken plaque under my feet, and the twitching brothers on the ground, all of which are self-evident.

"Die!" The black dragon drank violently, picked up a long green steel knife on the ground, took the lead and chopped at Zifeng.

It's not a day or two for Jiangyun Gang to cover the sky with one hand in Qingyun town. There are hundreds of gangs at the bottom. They always bully others. They have never met anyone who dares to take the initiative! The boy in front of me is impatient. Come here and die!

At the command, the people who were busy arranging the wedding of tomorrow's guild leader in the courtyard picked up weapons from the table and rushed up. But he was stopped by the black dragon, "he's mine! Nobody moves. I'll cut off his flesh, piece by piece! " The Black Dragon said gnashing his teeth.

"Black lord, he is Wu Zifeng!" Li Er in the crowd stepped back two steps and shouted loudly. Rao is now surrounded by people from the Jiangyun Gang, but when facing Zifeng's cold eyes, Li Er still has endless fear from the bottom of his heart.

"Wu Zifeng? The shrinking turtle's son, boy, come today, don't want to go back to me! Father and son repay their debts. Today, I'll use your blood to feed my father's knife! " A knife startled the Hong. The yuan force of King Wu screamed in the air. The black dragon only used six layers of strength. Can a teenager turn the sky!

Turn the sky? Hehe, Xiaoguang in the sea looked at Zifeng's calm face and smiled. Even in the sight, there are hundreds of gangs scattered in such a large courtyard, and they don't look worried at all.

The last support of Qingyun Town, Wujia wuzifeng, opened his ferocious fangs at the moment when the long sword was about to come to the body. The overwhelming yuan force, which could no longer be restrained, swept across the and surged into a tide on the right arm.

Whirlwind nine cuts, absolutely empty. A little cold light!

"Bang" the black dragon's fierce body, under a strong force, was blown away, smashed the neat tables in the courtyard, knocked the ridiculed people to the ground, and just spit out a mouthful of blood and stopped.

Quiet! The silence is terrible. The black dragon is the realm of King Wu. It's something everyone knows, but even so, it's just hit by Wu Zifeng's young man!

What a domineering move!

The angry Zifeng didn't notice that when he used the skill, the liquid yuan force in Dantian made a sound like the tide. The fixed sea bead that Zifeng looked for thousands of times seemed like an illusion, looming in the liquid yuan force, flashing and beating with Zifeng's idea.

Every time Zifeng called, under the dim light of dinghaizhu, the yuan force of the upper three layers in the liquid Dantian swarmed along Zifeng's body, entangled and pushed, which expanded more than twice as much as before. The yuan force mountain shouted the threat of tsunami and vowed to step on the whole sky.

This is the power of dinghaizhu! If Zifeng was lucky to win the battle with Tu Jin before, then what's the fear of Zifeng's energy at this moment!

In the future, if Zifeng can use the nine layers of yuan power in the Dantian, then the power in his hand can swallow the sky, accept the earth, split mountains and cut off water!

"Poof time" vomited another mouthful of blood, and the contempt in the black dragon's eyes was swept away, "asshole, what are you looking at? Come on!" After one move, the pride of the black dragon warrior was shattered by the Zifeng.

But what can he do no matter how powerful he is? What can wuzifeng do in the face of hundreds of Wuzong and overwhelming skills?

With such a mentality, dozens of people in front didn't stop. They roared and rushed up. They were sharp and murderous.

At this time, Xiaobai on her shoulder roared and jumped into the air. When she landed, she became a majestic tiger and let the tiger out of the sky.

"Roar!" The four hoofs were like the wind, and the fierce claws poured down like a sudden rain. In the twinkling of an eye, there were no less than five people in front of them. They fell in a pool of blood, covering the ferocious wound on their neck with their hands, but they could not stop the look of fear in their eyes. If you know that one day it will end like this, even if you promise them glory, wealth and extravagant life, you will never agree to join the cloud falling Gang!

But more people were beaten into meat and mud by Zifeng's angry "Qianjun cut"! Even the skills in his hands are not yet ready and released.

This is the best choice for several people in the face of one person and one tiger. From Zifeng's appearance to now, less than a incense stick, more than thirty people, including ten Wuzong, were killed in Zifeng's hands.

Is group warfare terrible? Zifeng only knew that the mercenaries who boasted of being extraordinary in front of him were not even as anxious as when Zifeng was besieged by a group of students in Haoran college. He kept besieging, had evidence to advance and retreat, and didn't give Zifeng a chance to breathe. But in front of a group of pustules, they fight their own battles, panic and have evil intentions. In this case, rout is the inevitable outcome.

What's more, this time Zifeng was completely unrestrained and killed, but it was easy.

One in, one out! Close to a hundred people, in the footsteps of Zifeng, he slowly retreated towards the back.

Li Er in the crowd was in a panic and ran towards the back of the courtyard. He knew that so many in front of him could not stop the boy. Except for the gang leader, the Jiangyun gang will be destroyed.

He is Wu Zifeng, the real devil in Qingyun town!