Crown Prince of the Empire, I quit!

"Interesting, I'll go."

Ning Shuang drew out his sword, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

The originally gentle and lazy temperament suddenly became sharp.

She also wanted to see whether Chen Fengzhi of Jianmen Mountain would shout for justice as he did before after the attack and defense changed.

"Do it!"

People from all over the country rushed into the battlefield frantically, formed teams, and started killing and looting on the spot.

All the gold and silver jewelry that could be taken away was taken away.

The scene turned into a mob-like killing spree, the actions were extremely ugly.

While some people were still fighting over other people's belongings, someone behind them raised a butcher knife.

Blood was splattered everywhere, and greed was written all over the faces of many people as they died.

Some martial artists took the opportunity to find their enemies from many years ago and took revenge by launching sneak attacks during the melee.

Some of them, driven by lust, sneaked directly into the stalls of the people in the distant Chishui City and took advantage of the chaos to kidnap several women.

The state of chaos continued, and Chang Baishan looked at this absurd scene with a cold expression on his face.

"It's ridiculous, Your Majesty, I went there too."

"Ah."

Qin Ming sent out Chang Baishan and Ning Shuang, and dealt with a few ignorant guys who rushed up. Then he saw that old man Fengyue in the distance was in a state of decline.

He single-handedly fought against Ma Sandao and Lei Wuji, two top masters who founded their own sects.

Every hammer and every knife strike was powerful and caused great damage to his body.

By now, Old Man Fengyue was coughing up blood and had even vomited out a few pieces of internal organs.

Chen Fengzhi, who was far away, saw this but did not share the pressure. Instead, he led his disciples to kill the low-level disciples of the Blood Knife Sect and the Thunderbolt Hall.

His goal is to weaken these two forces.

When they kill Old Man Fengyue, they will also suffer heavy losses.

Jianmen Mountain can then take charge of the overall situation and take Old Man Fengyue's token into his possession.

If this idea of ​​taking advantage of the situation can really be realized, Jianmen Mountain will gain huge benefits in the future.

The martial arts classics in the treasure of this tomb can also make Jianmen Mountain prosperous again.

But the next moment, the fourth elder Chen Fengzhi was suddenly stunned.

“Who is that…?!”

I saw a man in a black robe, holding a long sword, walking slowly from a distance.

No one could stop him wherever he went.

Almost all of them were killed in one blow!

The disciples of Jianmen Mountain who had previously experienced a battle with Ning Shuang were so frightened when they saw this figure that they screamed in panic.

"Fourth Elder! This is the assassin who killed the three elders!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the martial artists participating in the battle were shocked.

He even consciously took a few steps back to leave a path for Ning Shuang.

"Sir...what are you going to do?"

Chen Fengzhi looked at Ning Shuang with extreme vigilance, but was unwilling to take action.

Everyone around was a little surprised.

Logically speaking, the three elders of Jianmen Mountain were all killed by Ning Shuang.

If they meet at this time, once they recognize each other's identity, shouldn't they be as jealous as enemies meeting each other and kill each other directly?

Ma Sandao had already seen through Chen Fengzhi's thoughts.

Directly mocking:

"Chen Fengzhi, your enemy is right in front of you, why don't you dare to take action?"

"Are you afraid of death, you sanctimonious hypocrite?"

"What nonsense!"

Chen Fengzhi immediately interrupted with a loud shout.

With all the heroes in the world present, Jianmen Mountain cannot afford to lose face.

Under everyone's gaze, Ning Shuang walked over quietly, disdainful to talk to Chen Fengzhi.

Instead, he walked straight past the disciples of Jianmen Mountain.

The strange thing is that none of them took action.

He just lowered his head and let Ning Shuang pass by.

This scene immediately caused discussions among many martial artists present.

"That's too cowardly."

"I feel like Jianmenshan is a bit heartless. Shouldn't he be killed at this time?!"

“Who’s talking!?”

Chen Fengzhi's face turned pale and blue, and he shouted angrily at the crowd who were talking.

If I can’t deal with that mysterious master, can I deal with them?

Seeing his dark face, everyone was worried about Jianmen Mountain’s revenge, so they kept silent.

Soon, the mysterious man came in front of Old Man Fengyue.

"I'll give you a chance, do it."

A hoarse voice was heard, making it impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman, young or old.

This is the voice that Ning Shuang specially disguised.

Old Man Fengyue felt a chill in his heart. After a fierce battle, the people on Penglai Island had already seen hope of survival.

But this guy who suddenly appeared completely cut off their possibilities!

"Who are you?"

"You'll know after we fight."

Seeing this, Ma Sandao beside him laughed without caring about the pain in his body:

"Interesting, really interesting!"

"Everyone retreat and make room for this mysterious master!"

There were people willing to help, but the Blood Blade Sect and the Thunderbolt Hall were unwilling to get involved.

"Old Man Fengyue, you have such a bad record and yet you still dare to shout here. I wonder if someone is finally here to punish you!"

Lei Wuji laughed heartily, then turned around and sarcastically said to Chen Fengzhi:

"Beasts from Jianmen Mountain, without Penglai Island, do you still want to continue to eradicate our demonic sect?"

"You've put such a big accusation on my Pili Hall. Don't run away and let the heroes of the world laugh at you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Chen Fengzhi's face turned green.

As the saying goes, the lips and teeth are cold.

Originally, Jianmen Mountain chose to take action based on the opportunity of Penglai Island.

If even Old Man Fengyue was killed.

Among those who claimed to be from a reputable and upright sect, the only one left at the scene who wanted to wipe out the members of the Demon Sect was Chen Fengzhi.

By then, the balance will be out of control, and not to mention that the onlookers around him will not help him.

They would even take advantage of the situation and follow the Blood Knife Sect to kill all the people from Jianmen Mountain.

"I've been roaming the martial arts world for many years, but today I'm being looked down upon like a piece of fish on the chopping board. How pathetic!"

Old Man Fengyue snorted coldly, his face full of anger.

"Even if I die, I will drag you down with me!"

He pulled out a nail from his sleeve that gleamed black in the sun and slammed it against his chest.

"This is... the Soul-Crushing Nail!"

When Chen Fengzhi saw this, his eyes widened.

Ma Sandao laughed loudly and said:

"With the Soul-Breaking Nail piercing his body, old dog Fengyue really doesn't want to die today!"

Lei Wuji frowned and asked him:

"What is the Soul Crushing Nail?"

"The Soul-Crushing Nail is a needle made from hundreds of medicinal herbs. Once inserted into the body, it can briefly restore a person's vitality and unleash extraordinary combat power. However, once used up, the person will die."

Ma Sandao chuckled, explained to Lei Wuji, and then waved to the Blood Knife Sect disciples around him to follow him.

They had to make preparations in advance, and as soon as Old Man Fengyue died and Penglai Island was left without a few high-end combat forces, they would rush up and encircle them.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Chen Fengzhi was no longer prepared to help.

He called a few disciples to his side and whispered:

"You guys, go to the back and clear the road first. If that doesn't work, retreat!"

"Yes!"

Several disciples from Jianmen Mountain immediately retreated, pushing away the crowded crowd to leave a way out.