Long Yu put away the Nine Nether Dragon Spear.
Qiu Jinyou, who was dressed in white, fell in front of Long Yu with blood flowing out of his body. An expression of disbelief still appeared on his face.
"Spirit Level …"
The corner of Qiu Jinyou's mouth slightly moved as he muttered these two words. However, he no longer had the strength to say the rest of the words.
Spirit Level Weapon, Spirit Level Martial Skill.
What he wanted to say was perhaps these two words. Whether it was a Spirit Level Weapon or a Spirit Level Martial Skill, they were both things that he dreamed of.
However, before he could obtain these two things, he died because of them.
As Qiu Jinyou's body fell, the surrounding martial practitioners were all shocked on the spot.
Everyone looked at the black-clothed young man, Long Yu. Just now, there was a commotion, but now there was complete silence. None of them thought that their boss, who had condensed his true spirit, would be killed by a black-clothed young man.
Following the loss of Qiu Jinyou's life force, the true spirit of the poisonous snake dissipated into the air.
Finally, someone reacted and hurriedly knelt down while crying, "Great hero, please spare my life. Everything was done by that Qiu Jinyou, it has nothing to do with me. Please spare me!"
Following this cry, the people present started to cry and beg for mercy. They knew that if Long Yu wanted to kill them, all of them together wouldn't be a match for him.
The feeling of Mt. Tai pressing down on them still made everyone's hearts palpitate!
However, Long Yu did not care about the remaining people. He put away the Nine Nether Dragon Spear, turned around, and walked towards the Feng Clan's Martial Skill Pavilion.
Right now, the most important thing was to see how the Feng Clan was doing!
"If anything happens to them, I will make all of you pay with your lives!"
Long Yu thought in his heart. His entire body emitted killing intent as he walked towards the Feng Clan's Martial Skill Pavilion!
… …
At this time, there were four martial practitioners guarding the entrance of the Feng Clan's Martial Skill Pavilion. They were pointing at the empty space in front of them.
And in the empty space in front of the Feng Clan's Martial Skill Pavilion, there was a young man from the Feng Clan. His hands and feet were tied and he was firmly suppressed by two strong martial practitioners.
The youth from the Feng Clan had a young face and was only sixteen years old. He was only at the fourth stage of the Martial Path.
At this moment, the two muscular Martial Cultivators had tied the young man up tightly. There was also a fat man holding a large machete, waiting for something at the side.
"You three little bastards, watch carefully for me!"
The fat man with the machete was like a butcher. He looked around and said brutally, "If you don't come out, I will chop off this kid's head! I'll count to three. I want to see if you guys are going to leave me in the lurch! "
As he said this, the youth who was firmly suppressed had a look of determination on his face.
"Haofeng, Xiaofei, Yuxin, don't come out. You'll die if you do!"
The youth roared with a resolute expression!
Although this young man from the Feng Clan was not old, he was filled with boiling hot blood.
In reality, none of the people who stayed in the Feng Clan were cowards!
From the Feng Clan's Martial Skill Pavilion, a wave of loud cursing came out. It was obvious that the other members of the Feng Clan were locked inside. Seeing the youth about to be beheaded, they were incomparably indignant.
"You bunch of bandits, hurry up and let him go!"
"Bastard! If you make a move, we'll fight you to the death! "
"Everyone, don't worry. Just hold on a bit longer. Big Brother Haofeng must have already gone to the Zhentian Clan to inform Big Brother Long Yu!"
There were a total of thirty-nine people from the Xinfeng Clan imprisoned in the Feng Clan's Martial Skill Pavilion. However, the four martial cultivators guarding the Feng Clan's Martial Skill Pavilion were all experts of the ninth level of the Martial Dao.
The combined strength of everyone in the Xinfeng Clan was not enough to deal with one of them!
Everyone looked through the window of the Feng Clan's Martial Skill Pavilion and saw that the youth was about to be beheaded. All of them were filled with righteous indignation and incomparable anger.
"So much nonsense."
The fat man with the machete spat on the youth and said with disdain, "You'd rather die than let someone come and save you? You're really stupid! I'll start counting. Three! Two! "
At this time, the figures of two youths suddenly crossed the wall of the Feng Mansion and appeared in front of everyone.
One of the youths was dressed in grey. He had a sturdy body and looked to be around eighteen years old. His face was firm and his eyes were like steel!
The other youth was skinny like a monkey. He was also dressed in grey. His movements were extremely agile and his eyes flashed with intelligence.
"Stop, we're here!"
The two youths shouted in unison, and their sudden appearance caused everyone present to be shocked!
"Haofeng, Xiaofei!"
When the youth who was tied up saw this, his face revealed a look of surprise. He never thought that when he was in danger, Feng Haofeng and Feng Xiaofei would actually appear!
However, the two of them appearing now was purely suicidal!
Whether it was Feng Haofeng or Feng Xiaofei, even if they had made some progress recently, they were at most at the seventh level of the Martial Dao.
Facing this group of vicious and evil martial cultivators, the two of them had no chance of winning. Appearing was equivalent to courting death!
"You really came out. Should I say that you're really loyal or should I say that you're all idiots?"
The fat man with the machete smiled cruelly, "You two crafty fellows, you're finally willing to come out. However, with just the two of you, you want to save this kid's life?"
"You went back on your word!"
The steel-like Feng Haofeng glared angrily, "Didn't you say that as long as we come out, you'll let him go?"
"I said that the three of you would come out. But now, only the two of you have come out!"
The cruel fat man with the machete smiled disdainfully, "There's also that little girl, where did she go? Our boss has been looking for her! "
"Just that Qiu Jingyou and he wants to hit on our Yuxin? Pfft! "
The agile Feng Xiaofei's eyes flashed with disdain, "If you have the guts, wait for Yuxin to go to the Zhentian Clan and call our Brother Long Yu back. Then, we'll fight with Qiu Jingyou. Do you dare or not?"
"Stinking brat, you're still too young to be able to scare me."
The butcher-like fat man's eyes flashed with brutality, "I don't care if you call Long Yu or Snake Yu, I'll kill you all first!"
When these words came out, Feng Haofeng and Feng Xiaofei's faces instantly turned pale.
The current situation, they had never imagined that their Xinfeng Clan would be powerless against this group of ferocious Jianghu martial cultivators.
At this time, everyone in the Xinfeng Clan thought of that day, the day the Xinfeng Clan was established.
That black clothed figure, Long Yu, stood in front of them and defeated the other three Clan Heads of Jade Pass City!
Although they had ordered Feng Yuxin to go to the Zhentian Clan and inform Long Yu, they were not confident that Long Yu would be able to win against Qiu Jingyou of the True Spirit Secret Realm.
No matter what, the two of them did not seem to have the chance to live until then!
Feng Haofeng and Feng Xiaofei looked at each other, their eyes flashing with determination.
No matter what, they had to stop these fellows from killing anyone from the Xinfeng Clan, even if it meant risking their lives!
"Kill!"
Feng Haofeng and Feng Xiaofei condensed their Xuan Qi and instantly attacked the fat man with the machete from different directions!
"Overestimating yourself."
The fat man raised the machete in his hand high up, his face revealing a sinister expression, following which Xuan Qi condensed at the tip of the blade.
With his ninth rank of the Martial Path, why would he be afraid of these two seventh rank brats in front of him?
However, just as he was about to slash down with his machete and kill the young man who was tied up, a terrifying suppressive force descended from the sky and landed on top of his head, causing his entire body to stiffen.
"Heaven Suppressing Domain, suppress!"
Long Yu's voice came from not far away, following which, his black clothed figure walked step by step towards the direction of the Feng Clan's Martial Skill Pavilion.
As soon as he arrived, he saw that there were indeed people who wanted to attack the Xinfeng Clan. Naturally, he was incomparably furious.
However, he did not immediately kill the enemy, but hid at the side, wanting to see what Feng Haofeng and Feng Xiaofei would do in this situation.
Would they abandon the others and escape, or would they barge in to save them?
Reality proved that even if barging in to save them would cost them their lives, they still barged in without hesitation!
This, did not disappoint Long Yu.
What was left of the Xinfeng Clan were all loyal and righteous men!
When the fat man was about to make a move, Long Yu immediately released his Heaven Suppressing Domain, enveloping the fat man and the surrounding Martial Cultivators within it.
With this, it was as if Mount Tai was pressing down, causing all the Martial Cultivators to be unable to move at all!
"What's going on?"
All the Martial Cultivators of the Jianghu broke out in cold sweat. What was this powerful pressure?
Under this tyrannical Heaven Suppressing Domain, they could not even turn their heads to look at Long Yu!
Hearing Long Yu's voice, all the Feng Clan youths' faces lit up.
It was actually Brother Long Yu!
"Even if it was Brother Long Yu, facing so many ninth rank Martial Path cultivators, I'm afraid it would be extremely difficult. Xiaofei and I, we must hold this fat man back! "
Feng Haofeng thought to himself as he exchanged glances with Feng Xiaofei, both of them saw the same thought in each other's eyes.
Since that's the case, then let's go!
Feng Haofeng did not have any hesitation as he executed the Feng Clan's Middle Rank Mortal Rank Martial Skill, Heaven Splitting Kick. With a whirlwind, he swept his leg towards the fat man holding the machete!
This kick was a feint attack. If the fat man wanted to counterattack, Feng Haofeng could immediately retreat and Feng Xiaofei could take the opportunity to harass him.
However, Feng Haofeng realized that the fat man was not moving at all. Moreover, his fat face was covered in layers of sweat and his small eyes were filled with fear.
What was going on?
Feng Haofeng and Feng Xiaofei did not know that Long Yu's Heaven Suppressing Domain had such terrifying power. It could completely suppress the fat man and all the Martial Cultivators of the Jianghu!
Their Martial Skills heavily bombarded the fat man's fat body. Their combined strength reached a hundred thousand jin, and the fat man was sent flying with a single blow. He spat out a mouthful of blood!
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