The man who had had conflicts with Xiao Yao in Marseille before, was staring at Xiao Yao fiercely at this time, but did not rush up, instead hiding at the back of the crowd.

Originally, he planned to make a move, but after Hong Feisheng directly knocked out a golden core immortal cultivator under his hand, he immediately dispelled the idea of ​​making a move.

Before, he thought Xiao Yao was the most powerful of these people, but when Hong Feisheng took the shot, he immediately realized that he was wrong.

And it was very wrong.

That guy who wears a Taoist robe is the real thorn! It looks very kind, and this shot can directly take care of a Golden Core Stage cultivator.

What kind of strength does this have?

At this time, the little old man had already retreated steadily under Xiao Yao's hands.

Don't say that Xiao Yao is already a master, even if he is still a cultivator of the Golden Core Stage, he can still trample the opponent under his feet.

Before the old man saw Xiao Yao rush to him, his heart was still full of ridicule.

A young man in his twenties, even if he is a genius, how about his cultivation? It's all about the condensed pill realm.

But when he and Xiao Yao met in hand, the expression on his face immediately changed drastically, and his eyes were filled with surprise and surprise. Before he recovered, Xiao Yao had already put away the fish intestine sword and his body. He pulled it in front of him and kicked him **** his chest.

This foot made the old man also choking, and his foot fell and stumbled and almost fell directly to the ground.

He clutched his chest and looked at Xiao Yao.

"You... are you a master?"

"Ha, not bad, good foresight!" Xiao Yao was amused.

What he said changed the face of the young man standing behind him.

He knew that Xiao Yao's strength was above him before, but he never thought that the opponent's strength had reached the realm of a master.

One layer and nine layers, what kind of state is that? It's completely different from the golden core period, okay?

This kid seems to be not as old as he is, why can he have such a cultivation base?

His first thought was that he was very unconvinced!

It's just that even if he is not convinced, Xiao Yao will not pay attention to him.

Xiao Yao rushed towards them again.

The young man's face finally changed.

"I am the young leader of the Black Tiger Gang, dare you?!" the young man shouted.

"It's just right, I have been a big tiger for twenty years!" Xiao Yao snorted, not slow at all.

The young man stepped back again and again.

He knew that with his own cultivation base, it was impossible to start with Xiao Yao.

Fortunately, at this moment, the old man adjusted his qi and quickly stopped Xiao Yao.

The young man waved his hand again and said, "Kill him for me!"

The people behind him continued to press up.

"It's not over yet?" Xiao Yao sighed, and then aura burst out of his body, bursting out a burst of energy centered on him. Some guys carrying knives basically hadn't entered Xiao Yao's attack range. Has been smashed out by this burst of energy.

The young man finally realized that he was not the opponent at all, and immediately turned around and wanted to leave.

He just turned his face, but saw a familiar face.

"Ziying, why are you here?" the young man hurried up and said.

The girl who came is the girl in the long skirt that I saw in the horse market yesterday.

She has changed her clothes, but her face still looks ugly.

Yesterday, when she started with Wu Wutong, she suffered internal injuries. Even if she wants to recover, it will take some time.

The difference is that there are still many people around this girl.

They turned out to be soldiers in light armor.

There was also a middle-aged man holding a long spear. He looked extraordinary and calm. When he appeared, Xiao Yao had already noticed the danger.

He is a master, he thought silently in his heart, now, without being merciful, he slapped the old man out with a slap.

After coming to Lingwu World, Xiao Yao immediately understood a truth.

Here, don't tell others to respect the old and love the young.

Otherwise, the designation doesn't even know how he died.

"Trash, I still expect you to take the people back. I didn't expect you to be able to do that!" The girl named Ziying snorted coldly.

The young man lowered his head immediately.

Xiao Yao was also observing the situation there, and he became more and more surprised when he saw this scene.

The strength of this young man is obviously higher than that of Ziying, but when facing Ziying, he always seems to be from the weak side.

Moreover, this is not just because he likes that girl, but because he is really afraid of each other in his heart.

Isn't this girl's identity not simple?

Xiao Yao patted his head.

This is just nonsense, which ordinary girl can bring a large group of people over?

Ziying looked at Xiao Yao, also a little curious.

She pointed her finger at the old man lying on the ground, and asked the young man, "Is that an offering from your black tiger gang?"

"Yes……"

"Are you a master of Jindanqi?" Ziying continued to ask.

The young man nodded quickly again.

Ziying couldn't help laughing, and said, "The cultivator of the Golden Core Stage could be beaten on the ground by a young man?"

The young man blushed.

He was unable to refute, but this is also true.

Who could have imagined that a young man in his twenties could actually enter the realm of a master!

He originally thought that his talent was already high enough, and even wanted to say that the hope of the black tiger gang's revitalization lies in him. Now it seems that this is simply a great hope.

Is he a good young man? If you compare with others, maybe you can count as half, but in front of Xiao Yao, he can't even count as a fart!

If Xiao Yao knew his inner thoughts, he would definitely feel very speechless.

Many people say that Xiao Yao can have this kind of cultivation at this age is already very remarkable.

However, he also envied Hong Feisheng!

Hong Feisheng was only in his 30s, but he was already a member of the Lingwu world master list.

What about him?

When he reaches the age of Hong Feisheng, can he have the strength of the opponent?

To be honest, Xiao Yao really didn't think there was such a possibility.

It's not that he is too weak, but because Hong Feisheng is too strong!

Ziying looked at Xiao Yao, her eyes full of curiosity.

She took a step forward and asked, "Who are you?"

Xiao Yao glanced at her and said impatiently: "Does it have anything to do with you?"

"You can have the strength of a master at this age. The origin must be extraordinary, but if you think that a master can hold me, you would underestimate me." Ziying said with a smile.

Xiao Yao knew where the other party's confidence came from.

The guy holding the spear.

Xiao Yao couldn't feel the strength of the opponent, but he could be sure that the opponent was a cultivator.

Since I can’t sense it, it means that the opponent’s strength is above me,

Double master?

Or a triple master?

Xiao Yao was also curious in his heart.

It's just that one master and two masters are not bad masters. Basically, there are two or three in a city, which is very good.

Even in the Great Qin Dynasty, there were only a few hundred cultivators above the first level.

Not to mention Nan Chu.

Nan Chu's masters above one level, dozens? Still over a hundred?

This girl named Ziying can bring out one at hand, and she can also bring light armor soldiers. If the identity of the other party is not special, Xiao Yao doesn't believe anything!

Wu Wutong was also a little surprised, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Yao, this guy should leave it to Chief Hong Dao."

Xiao Yao didn't speak, but Hong Feisheng turned his face and stared at Wu Wutong.

"You just protect him, not me?"

Wu Wutong smiled awkwardly and said in a low voice, "Isn't it because I trust you, the master!"

Hong Feisheng just laughed.

Ziying said again: "Well, as long as you hand over that **** woman and let me cut her face three times, I will let you go, how about?"

"Bah! You are a mean woman!" Wu Wutong was furious.

"Huh, I won't die until the Yellow River." Ziying turned her face when she spoke, and said to the middle-aged man holding the spear, "Uncle Changfu, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Miss, it's in the eyes." The middle-aged man holding the spear shook his head, and then moved the spear in his hand and pointed directly at Hong Feisheng who was blocking the front.

Hong Feisheng just shook his head: "You can't beat me."

"If you don't try, how do you know?" Chang Fu snorted coldly, and just stepped forward under his feet, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Miss, no more, we are surrounded by people!"

When Ziying heard this, she was furious, her slender eyebrows frowned, and she asked, "Who? Dare to surround me here? What do you want to do?"

"Miss, the other party seems to be---is..."

Ziying said impatiently, "What is it? Hurry up!"

The man knelt directly on the ground and said with a mournful face: "The other party said they were from the Anyang Palace."

"What?!" Ziying's face also changed.

Not only her, but all the faces of everyone who heard these words changed.

"People from Anyang Palace, what are you doing here?" Ziying couldn't understand.

The man who reported the news did not speak.

Where does he know where to go?

Besides, after knowing his identity, he would be scared to cry.

Where is the mind to ask the other person's purpose?

At this time, there was a sudden shout of killing behind him.

"Get out of the way, King Anyang is here, those who block the way, kill me!" A strong and powerful voice came from downstairs.

There were bursts of shouting and killing, full of momentum.

"Huh?" Xiao Yao was puzzled.

Wu Wutong Liu Chengfeng is like this.

They watched Hong Feisheng together.

Hong Feisheng was taken aback, and said, "What do you guys see me doing? Although it's not the first time I have come to Nanchu, I really don't know that Anyang King, and I have never heard of it."

Anyway, everyone is a prince!

Hong Feisheng's words are too shameless.