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Chapter 1171 One Finger Shock Kill(1/2)

The loud noise made when the woman was killed immediately alarmed Duan Lingtian, but Duan Lingtian did not see him take action. An invisible light shield rose up to resist the blood splashing towards him and Tian Wu.

Then, Duan Lingtian looked at the instigator who slowly walked into the pavilion, his face gradually darkened.

"What a beautiful woman!"

The young man in brocade clothes walked in with the old man, and his eyes immediately fell on Feng Tianwu. As for Duan Lingtian, he was completely ignored.

Feng Tianwu's peerless appearance came into his eyes, making his breathing quicken.

When had he seen such a beauty?

"This young lady, my name is 'Wu Jie', and she is the son of the leader of the Zhenwu Sect... May I ask my name?"

The young man in brocade came to Feng Tianwu, a gentle and brilliant smile bloomed on his handsome face, but deep in his eyes, there was only lust and desire.

Longing for this almost perfect woman in front of me!

"roll!"

Just when Wu Jie greeted Feng Tianwu politely, Feng Tianwu replied to him with only one cold word.

For a moment, Wu Jie was stunned.

Ever since Wu Jie started killing the woman outside the pavilion, the movement here had alarmed many people and attracted their attention.

Therefore, the scene where Wu Jie failed to strike up a conversation with Feng Tianwu and was instead attacked by Feng Tianwu was watched by a group of people.

"The son of the leader of the Zhenwu Sect?"

Many people did not dare to say anything after knowing Wu Jie's identity, but their eyes when looking at Wu Jie were without exception full of ridicule.

The Zhenwu Sect is a first-rate force that is as famous as the "Zhou Family" in Taiping City and the "Yin Yang Sect" in the past.

"I...I said I am the son of the master of the Zhenwu Sect! The young master of the Zhenwu Sect!"

Sensing the mocking glances from around him, Wu Jie felt extremely humiliated. He tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart, looked at Feng Tianwu again, and repeated.

"roll!"

However, this time Feng Tianwu replied to him with the same word.

roll!

Wu Jie's body trembled, and his face gradually turned ferocious. When had he ever been ignored like this in public?

Such disregard is no different from humiliation!

Wow!

The group of people watching the excitement were now in an uproar. While looking at Wu Jie mockingly, they also looked at Feng Tianwu with surprise.

None of them expected that this woman would be so bold and dare to treat the son of the Zhenwu Sect leader like this.

You know, although the leader of the Zhenwu Sect has two sons, the one he loves most is undoubtedly the youngest son he got in his later years, and he almost regards him as his lifeblood.

"Bitch! I'm so shameless!"

Finally, Wu Jie could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and exploded completely. He took a step forward and stretched out his hands to grab Feng Tianwu. "Aren't you proud? From today on, I will let you be my slave girl!"

Wu Jie, the son of the leader of the Zhenwu Sect, is in his early thirties and has reached the "peak of virtual realm".

However, in front of Feng Tianwu, he was no different from an ant.

call out!

"Master!"

There was a short-lived sword whistle, followed by a loud shout, but it was Feng Tianwu who faced the menacing martial artist and killed him with a single sword stroke.

The one who shouted violently at the same time was the old man behind Wu Jie. The old man never thought that the seemingly harmless woman in red could actually kill his young master before he could react.

The young master is dead.

How could he go back and explain to the sect leader?

There was a deathly silence all around.

One after another, his eyes fell on Wu Jie, who was lying in a pool of blood, slightly dull.

"She...killed the youngest son of the Zhenwu Sect leader?"

"She's in trouble! The Zhenwu Sect won't let her go!"

"I didn't expect that she, who looks like she is only in her early twenties, has the strength to kill the youngest son of the Zhenwu Sect leader... Although none of them triggered the power of heaven and earth and converged into a vision of heaven and earth, I have heard about the Zhenwu Sect leader.

This youngest son's cultivation seems to be at the 'peak of virtual realm'."

"We only met each other and was killed by her... She should be a strong Martial Emperor."



The people onlookers were talking a lot, looking at the woman with a peerless appearance in front of them in astonishment.

They say women are a disaster.

Today, they finally saw it.

If the son of the leader of the Zhenwu Sect had not had evil thoughts about this woman, he would not have ended up like this.

However, they don't know.

As early as when the son of the Zhenwu Sect leader killed the woman standing outside the pavilion, he had already been sentenced to death by the young man in purple beside the woman.

"You...you dare to kill my young master! Do you know who he is?"

Seeing Wu Jie fall, the old man was so angry that his body trembled, and he stared at Feng Tianwu, as if he still hadn't recovered from the shock just now.

"Who is he and does he have anything to do with me?"

Feng Tianwu raised her head, glanced at the old man lightly, and said something that almost made the old man bleed.

This woman first killed his young master.

Then she said who his young master is has anything to do with her?

"You're looking for death!"

The old man couldn't hold it in any longer and shouted loudly. The energy in his body surged and instantly turned into thunder and lightning, wrapping around his body, making him feel like he had turned into a 'Thunder God'.

Not only that, there were wisps of green wind surrounding the thunder and lightning. In addition to the gust of wind, there were also wisps of beating solid flames.

The old man moved and burst out of the air. Wherever he passed, there was a continuous sound of air explosions, and invisible air waves rolled, turning into strong winds and blowing in all directions.

Buzz!

Soon, a sword appeared out of thin air in the old man's hand. The sword came from the west and, with divine help, pointed directly at Feng Tianwu's location.

The strength displayed by the old man was not only superior to that of Wu Jie, but also better than Feng Tianwu!

However, facing the old man who came like a violent storm, Feng Tianwu's expression remained unchanged and she had no intention of taking action.

"Is she crazy?"

"It seems she wants to die."



The scene in front of them made many onlookers think to themselves.

Just when everyone thought that the Fengtian Dance Party was over, a scene that was beyond their expectations appeared, making them all widen their eyes and their pupils became round.

sky!

What did they see?!

I saw the young man in purple sitting next to the woman in red. The young man in purple, who had been silent all this time, struck out like thunder when the old man's sword, which contained the power of two blue dragons and the power of thousands of horned dragons, struck at the woman in red.

.

Whoosh!

Only one finger blocked the old man's full-strength sword.

Pointing swords at each other, they were temporarily in a stalemate.

Centered on the point where the bombardment was directed, waves of rolling air spread out, and instantly turned into gusts of strong wind, causing the robes of the spectators to flutter.

Some people with low cultivation were so blown away that they narrowed their eyes.

However, their eyes never left the young man in purple in the distance. The strength of the young man in purple made them feel inexplicably shocked.

Bang! Bang! Bang!



But at this moment, as the old man's face turned red and his body trembled unnoticeably, tiny cracks appeared centered on where his feet landed.

The cracks continued to spread, like turning into a huge spider web.

"snort!"

Compared with the old man's helpless successor, Duan Lingtian seemed calm and composed. However, he soon snorted coldly, and the fingers on the tip of the old man's sword trembled.

Vast power surged out from Duan Lingtian's fingers, crushing the spirit sword into the old man's hand, and then into the old man's body.
To be continued...
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