Chapter 2651 What Are You Doing to Me?
Although it is only a vision of the cold spring in hell, it still exudes a chill that can even freeze the big cave of the King of Beiling!
The chill was still spreading, and a layer of frost appeared on the eyebrows and hair of the King of North Ridge.
"break!"
The King of Beiling roared, his blood burst out, abandoned Dadongtian, broke the frost layer on his body, and continued to kill at Mingfeng!
"Humph!"
Ming Feng sneered, his expression mocking.
Under his gaze, the King of Beiling was like a struggling and helpless beast, his last cry before dying.
"Out of control."
Ming Feng suddenly made a move, and with the momentum of lightning, he slapped his palm on the side of the black knife that was slashing in the face, dissolving all the power of the knife of the King of Beiling.
At the same time, Ming Feng took advantage of the situation with a palm, broke through the defense of the King of Beiling, and pressed against the opponent's chest!
The King of Beiling didn't have time to retract his sword, so he could only punch with his backhand, colliding with Ming Feng's palm.
boom!
fist fight.
A chill followed the fist of the King of Beiling and poured into his body instantly!
Above the arm of the King of the North Ridge, a layer of frost spread rapidly towards his body along his arm at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The King of Beiling shuddered, and his heart was shaken!
The two sides just fought each other, and he has been severely injured. The blood in the body, even the internal organs, has a tendency to freeze into ice!
"puff!"
The King of Beiling spat out a mouthful of blood.
The blood spilled on the ground, braving the cold air, and it had already turned into a pile of blood-colored ice.
In the hell world, among the same rank, the bloodline of the ancient Ming clan is supreme!
The Great Cave Heaven of the King of Beiling was frozen by another Pluto's bloodline vision, unable to use it, and lost his greatest support.
To deal with him, Ming Feng didn't even need to release Dongtian, just relying on his flesh and blood was enough to suppress him!
Ming Feng didn't give the King of Beiling a chance to breathe, and went one step further and pressed his palm on the King of Beiling's chest.
Click!
The chest of the King of Northern Ridges sank deeply into it.
The cold air entered his body, and the King of Beiling was shaken all over, unable to control his figure, fell to the ground, his lips were blue and purple, and his body kept shaking.
Seeing this scene, all the princes and giants in Beiling all looked complicated.
The dignified generation of the king of Beiling, who ruled Beiling for more than 100,000 years, did not expect that he would end up in such a mess today.
"father!"
Tang Qing'er exclaimed and wanted to rush up desperately, but was stopped by Uncle Chen next to her.
"Ugh."
The King of Beiling sighed in his heart, his spirits were down, and all his thoughts were lost.
The gap between the two sides is too great.
With the prison master's edict, almost no one of the strong prison kings under his command dared to stand with him.
And he was completely unable to stop the king of the ancient Ming family.
Today, his end is doomed.
Since the prisoner of Hanquan decided to kill him, he would not give him any chance.
The King of Beiling looked back at the bloodlines of the descendants behind him, his last gaze fell on Tang Qinger, and there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart.
"Shen Tuying, after today, Qing'er should have married Nanlin, and she is no longer a member of my Beiling Tang family."
The King of Beiling looked at the young master of Nanlin and said in a low voice, "If you remember your old love, you should keep Qing'er, I..."
"What did you say!"
Before the king of Beiling could finish speaking, the young master Nanlin interrupted him quickly, looking disgusted, and waved his hand for fear of avoiding it: "There is no old relationship between me and Tang Qinger, it's just an acquaintance."
"you……"
The King of Beiling was extremely angry and glared at him.
Young Master Nanlin glanced at Ming Feng with a dreadful look, for fear of being implicated by the King of Beiling, he hurriedly scolded: "Old man, shut up! You really have sinister intentions. Before you die, you still want to pull me into the water in Nanlin!"
Tang Qing'er looked at Young Master Nanlin coldly, her eyes indifferent, as if she was looking at a stranger.
"Hahahaha! It's funny."
Ming Feng couldn't help laughing, clapped his hands and said, "King Beiling, look, even if I am willing to let your Tang family live, no one will dare to take you in."
Young Master Nanlin glanced, and suddenly saw the Martial Dao deity who was still sitting in his seat, and he hurriedly said, "Lord Mingfeng, I want to report it to you!"
"Oh?"
Ming Feng raised his brows.
The young master Nanlin pointed to the martial arts deity not far away, and said, "Lord, please see, that purple-robed monk with a silver mask is not from my Hanquan Prison!"
"This person once said by himself that he came from the heavenly realm of Zhongqian World!"
"Zhongqian World?"
Ming Feng frowned and said, "How is that possible?"
But after his divine sense passed over the body of the martial arts deity, he quickly discovered that the martial arts deity did exude a strange aura.
Tang Qing'er stared at Nanlin Young Master, and said solemnly: "Today is the catastrophe of my Beiling Tang family. It has nothing to do with others. The daoist Huangwu did not join Beiling. Shen Tuying, don't implicate the innocent!"
Tang Qinger knew that she would die today, but the martial arts deity was invited back by her. If she was implicated, it would be a pure disaster.
"Tsk tsk!"
The young master Nanlin pouted, and said yin and yang angrily, "Why are you so nervous, you have started to defend him? I have long seen that you slut is dissolute and arrogant!"
"Lord Mingfeng, you have seen it too, I really have nothing to do with this bitch."
In order to distance himself from Tang Qinger, the young master Nanlin did not hesitate to utter foul language.
The young master Nanlin continued: "This Tang Qinger, knowing that this person is from the heaven, has taken the initiative to take him in. It can be seen that the Tang family in Beiling has long been different!"
This is the theory of wanting to add a crime and punishing one's heart.
But Ming Feng nodded, very satisfied, and said, "In this way, it is not wrong to destroy the Tang family in Beiling."
"It's so wise!"
Young Master Nanlin flattered and said, "Also, this person just came to Hanquan Prison and killed an ancient underworld general on the corpse mountain!"
"Um?"
Hearing this, the lord of Shishanling changed his expression and asked, "General Bei Xuanming was killed by him?"
"Exactly!"
Young Master Nanlin nodded quickly and said, "I saw it with my own eyes, and after he killed General Bei Xuan Ming, Tang Qinger wanted to cover up the matter on his own initiative."
"I argued at the time, how could an outsider slaughter the creatures in my Hanquan Prison at will, and he is still a noble ancient Ming clan? However, that little bitch Tang Qinger didn't listen at all, and insisted on protecting this person!"
The young master Nanlin tried his best to perform, describing the truth and falsehood, and picked himself up cleanly.
Ming Feng laughed suddenly, his eyes turned, and he fell on the body of the martial arts deity, and said faintly: "A hidden outsider, who dares to kill my ancient Ming people? You are not small."
The martial arts deity ignored Ming Feng, just drank the wine in his hand, put down the wine glass, and said lightly: "Kill and kill, what can you do to me?"