Chapter 197 Where Is the Sword Intent?

( ) "Hehe... I don't need a Daluo Jinxian to deal with you. I am enough." "Boom!" A faint voice sounded, and this voice seemed to contain powerful magic. Wherever the sound wave passed, all the sword lights that trapped the Silver Wolf King exploded. After the Silver Wolf King escaped, it instantly turned into a silver light and jumped away. When it reappeared, it was already next to a handsome young man in casual clothes, with a handsome face and a smile on his face. "Woo woo..." The Silver Wolf King was so excited that tears flowed down his face, and he kept rubbing his big head against Xiang Yang's thigh. He had never felt that Xiang Yang was so good and so kind as at this moment. Just now, he was desperate. He thought he would be cut into pieces by the endless sword energy. Unexpectedly, at this most critical moment, Xiang Yang finally appeared, and a voice broke all the sword energy, which made him see the light from the darkness and recover his life from the state of certain death. He was so excited that he could only keep rubbing Xiang Yang. "Little guy, you've suffered a lot." Xiang Yang patted the Silver Wolf King's head gently with a smile on his face, but when he saw that a large piece of fur on the back of the Silver Wolf King's buttocks was cut off and was still dripping with blood, he suddenly became angry, and his smile turned into boundless murderous intent. "How dare you hurt my spiritual pet? I'm going to cut you into pieces later." Xiang Yang looked at Liu Feng with murderous eyes. The Silver Wolf King was his spiritual pet. He could beat and scold it, but others could not hurt it at all. Liu Feng actually cut off a large piece of the Silver Wolf King's buttocks, which was simply too much. "I'll make you pay back a hundredfold later." Xiang Yang looked at Liu Feng with murderous eyes. The latter trembled when he saw this, and even felt that he didn't dare to confront Xiang Yang. "Humph..." Liu Feng snorted coldly to cover up his loss of composure, and was shocked in his heart. The murderous intent on Xiang Yang just now was something he had never seen before, as if he had walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. It was really terrible. "Who is this guy? Is he a disciple of some big boss of the Demon Sect?" Liu Feng guessed Xiang Yang's identity in his heart, and did not make any unusual moves for the time being. Xiang Yang patted the Silver Wolf King's head and said softly, "Go, go back to find Sister Jingyi and let her bandage you." "Woo woo..." The Silver Wolf King called softly, rubbed Xiang Yang, looked at Liu Feng with angry eyes, as if asking Xiang Yang to avenge it, and then turned into a silver light and rushed towards the Blood Rose Building. "You are young and your strength is not very good, but your tone is very arrogant. I want to know which sect or school you are from, and you are so crazy." Liu Feng did not take the opportunity to sneak attack Xiang Yang, nor did he stop the Silver Wolf King from leaving. Instead, he looked at Xiang Yang with his hands behind his back, posing as a senior master. If it was normal, Liu Feng would not have said so much nonsense, and would have rushed over to chop the other party into a pulp, and then took the Silver Wolf King away and patted his butt and left. However, when he felt that Xiang Yang had a stronger killing intent than the people of the Demon Sect, he suddenly did not dare to do so. In Liu Feng's view, it was very simple to kill this young man. He could cut him into pieces with a single move of his knife. However, if this young man was the disciple of the few immortals in the Demon Sect, then he would be finished. Liu Feng knew that there were still some immortals in the Demon Sect who had not appeared in a hundred years. Their cultivation was so profound that they had surpassed the limits of the warriors in the secular world. If they had not secluded themselves from the world and would not appear again, this world would have been in their pockets long ago. Liu Feng did not dare to confront those immortals, so he did not dare to act rashly before knowing Xiang Yang's identity. Xiang Yang liked to bicker with these so-called senior masters the most. Since he had nothing to do, he simply stood in the air with his hands behind his back, revealing the appearance of a lonely master like the snow. He glanced at Liu Feng with disdain and said, "The Black Demon Sect is not qualified to know my origins." Seeing Xiang Yang's disdainful expression, Liu Feng was immediately shocked and thought to himself, this kid looks so confident, could he really have a great origin?

This is a difficult situation. "Since you know that I am the leader of the Black Demon Sect, why don't you kneel down and beg for mercy and tell me your origins? Maybe I can spare your life. Now, I will give you two choices, either kneel down and surrender and give up the silver wolf, or die." When Liu Feng said this, he was surprised to find that Xiang Yang's killing intent and true energy fluctuations were all hidden, and he just stood in front of him. This made him feel a chill in his heart, thinking that he was in big trouble. If he hadn't felt the momentum of Xiang Yang's initial stage of innateness when he washed Ye Jingyi's meridians and marrow, even if Xiang Yang stood in front of him now, Liu Feng would not be able to sense Xiang Yang's true strength. If Xiang Yang didn't take the initiative to show his identity as a warrior, Liu Feng would only think that Xiang Yang was just a person with more blood and energy than ordinary people, and would not think that he was a peerless warrior in the innate realm. Liu Feng knew that Xiang Yang was a congenital master. Although he was not a super master of the late congenital stage like him, he was at least in the early congenital stage. Only those who had lived for many years or had ancient traditions could possess such a mysterious skill to hide their aura. This indirectly proved that Xiang Yang had a strong background. "Should I kill him or not?" Liu Feng was very entangled and felt a little angry. He was just thinking about becoming the supreme master of the martial arts world, but now he was in trouble. "Puff..." Xiang Yang laughed very disrespectfully at Liu Feng's arrogant words. He stood casually in the air. Except for the nine-color true qi flickering under his feet, there was nothing else to show, just like an ordinary person. His laughter spread far in the empty sky, making Liu Feng angry. "Boy, you are looking for death." Xiang Yang rolled his eyes and suddenly said to Liu Feng, "Are you looking for death for your mother?" "..." Liu Feng suddenly felt uncomfortable with Xiang Yang's sudden change of tone, from the vernacular to classical Chinese, and stared at Xiang Yang: "What are you mumbling about? Are you a disciple of Confucianism?" "Haha, it's terrible to be uneducated. You are a member of the Black Demon Sect, which has been passed down for thousands of years, but you don't even understand classical Chinese. It's so sad. No wonder the Black Demon Sect has become a small sect that is not worth mentioning now." Xiang Yang sighed. "..." "Forget it, I'll tell you kindly. What I said means, are you. fucking. looking. for. death.?" "I say, old man, you should be careful when you meet someone who speaks classical Chinese to you in the future. Maybe what you don't understand is that others are scolding you. Who told you to be uneducated, haha." Xiang Yang continued. "I'm so angry." Liu Feng was trembling with anger, and the black aura spread out, ready to take action at any time. However, he was still forbearing. It would be better not to take action before he figured out Xiang Yang's identity and origin. "You're angry, all right. I like your angry but helpless look the most. Oh, don't look at me with resentment. I haven't made a move yet. Now I'll give you three choices. The first is to kneel down and admit defeat, and then give up your martial arts." Xiang Yang smiled and stretched out a finger. "You little boy, how dare you be so arrogant? I want to be the supreme master of the martial arts world. No one in the world is qualified to make me kneel down and admit defeat." Liu Feng roared angrily. If he didn't know Xiang Yang's background, he would have hesitated in his heart. I'm afraid he would have chopped Xiang Yang to pieces. "Fuck, you actually want to be the supreme master of the martial arts world?" Xiang Yang stared at Liu Feng with his eyes wide open in disbelief. How could there be such a powerful person in the world who actually wanted to be the supreme master of the martial arts world in today's world? It really opened his eyes. "A guy in the late Xiantian stage actually wants to become the supreme master of the martial arts world. Are you mentally retarded?" Xiang Yang looked at Liu Feng unhappily. He felt that the guy opposite him was either kicked in the head by a donkey or had a congenital brain defect. Otherwise, how could he have such an unrealistic dream? Although there are no strong people in the world today, and even few warriors, Xiang Yang knows that the real strong people are hidden. They don't care about small fights. If someone intends to rule the martial arts world, it is very likely that he will die silently in bed at any time. Even though Xiang Yang's cultivation reached the realm of Xiantian Great Perfection, which was the most peak among the warriors in the secular world, he did not dare to have the idea of ​​becoming the supreme master of the martial arts world. "My cultivation is unparalleled, and no one in the world can stop me. Can't I become the supreme master of the martial arts world?" Liu Feng said proudly. Of course, he also knew that there were some immortals in the world who were the real strong ones, but the key was that those immortals didn't care about the world's affairs. After eliminating those immortals, he felt that he was the best in the world. "Of course, of course, but now I'm giving you a second choice. You have to think about which one to choose." Xiang Yang laughed, "The second choice is that you first abolish your martial arts and then kneel down to admit defeat, haha." There is no difference between these two choices. If there is any difference, it is the difference in the order of abolishing martial arts first or kneeling down first. Liu Feng was almost exploded by Xiang Yang, and shouted angrily, "Young man, how dare you tease me like this, you are looking for death." "Bang!" As he said that, Liu Feng's right hand became a knife, and a black blade flashed, and he slashed directly at Xiang Yang.

Liu Feng was so angry that he didn't care about Xiang Yang's background. He wanted to capture Xiang Yang first and then interrogate him slowly. If Xiang Yang was really the disciple of some immortal old man, he would personally deliver him to the door. Anyway, fighting in the martial arts world was very normal. He felt that if he didn't kill Xiang Yang, the people behind Xiang Yang would have nothing to say. "Hey, you are not a woman, why should I tease you? I am just bullying you, just like you just bullied my Xiaoyin. I am only bullying you with words now, and I will let you know what despair is later." Xiang Yang smiled, and the nine-color light on his body flashed. He disappeared in an instant. With a "boom", a black knife light flashed where he was standing, splitting the void into two. It can be imagined that if his speed was a little slower, he would definitely be dismembered directly. Dozens of meters away, nine-color light flickered, and Xiang Yang's figure appeared out of thin air. He looked at Liu Feng with disappointment, "Old man, you are a master in the late Xiantian period, but your sword speed is too slow. Are you too old and have no strength at all? Also, look at yourself, you want to be the supreme master of the martial arts world, but where is the sword intent? Where is the sword intent? Why can't I feel it? " "Ahhh... kid is looking for death."