Many people suddenly realized that they were descendants of the executioner.

In ancient times, when the yamen asked for a beheading, they would just take it to the execution ground, and then call a burly man and chop it up with a knife to the prisoner's head. These people are all tough people. After all, ordinary people are not capable of doing this job at all. If you chop it up, there seems to be nothing great, and it will be just a flash of a flash, but in fact there is also a world inside. In addition to being strong, many executioners must also learn swordsmanship.

A cold knife brush brush brush brush brush.

Just when my wrists trembled, I danced a beautiful sword flower, and suddenly, the air was filled with solemnity.

"Are you pretending to be good?"

Lin Feng spoke indifferently.

"Pretending? You actually said I'm pretending?"

Cold knife squinted.

"Hmph, boy, do you think you are the ninth level and you will definitely be able to take me? You must know that my combat power must be above Boss Feng!"

"Since you are so arrogant, don't blame me for being cold, you're ruthless!!"

Swish.

After Leng Dao said that, he rushed over with a big knife, and there was a mysterious step in the dark.

"See, this is the foggy pace passed down by my ancestors. In the late Qing Dynasty, martial artists were rampant. My grandfather once studied under a master in Guangdong for seven years. Humph, although I only mastered some of the basics, I can handle minors like you with a hand!!!"

Leng Dao laughed wildly, and a domineering aura that was no less than me was.

"Awesome!"

"It's worthy of being the five great kings!"

‘This kind of strength is so strong, what a mysterious step!!”

Many people admired them in their hearts.

Even Ma Sanpao nodded slightly and was moved by the strength of his subordinates.

If we put aside the suppression of level and the individual strength of a single round, he is not a match for Leng Dao.

He was a little worried at first, thinking that he was giving away a head, after all, the level gap was there, and the eighth-level and the ninth-level were separated by a force gap of several thousand or even ten thousand kilograms.

But now, he was relieved of Leng Dao. The power is not absolute, and the power is great, so what if he can't fight it?

"One slash, kill!"

Swish!!!

Cold Dao held the knife in both hands and slashed it instantly with an invincible momentum. With the huge increase in power, this knife actually tore the air apart. It was extremely domineering.

The song of the Green Lotus Sword!!

Facing the opponent's domineering attack, Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and killed him with one knife.

With this knife, everyone on Sanpao showed a hint of disdain.

In their opinion.

In front of Leng Dao, Lin Feng still dared to move the knife.

That is, Guan Gong is playing a big sword in front of him! Overestimating his ability!

Clam!!

But the next moment!

Everyone's smile gradually disappeared.

Only an extremely crisp sound was heard, and even sparks burst out.

Then, a man squirted out a mouthful of blood, and then flew backwards.

Puff.

A knife flew out of his hand, took a few turns in the air, and then inserted it into the ground.

"What, why is this happening?"

Everyone was stunned. Their expressions were frozen, and their eyes were staring at the person lying on the ground vomiting blood.

This person is not someone else.

It was Leng Dao!! Leng Dao twitched on the ground twice, and then died of anger.

Overestimate one's ability!

These four words appeared in their minds again, but these four words were no longer about Lin Feng, but about Leng Dao!

Ma Sanpao's face completely collapsed.

He just watched his two subordinates die in battle.

Then he became angry and a stormy shock appeared in his heart.

But he was angry, but the rest were scared, and they were exhausted again and again. They watched their two bosses die like this, and they actually lost their courage.

Ma Sanpao came to Lin Feng step by step, and there was a footprint left on the road he walked.

His eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Brother Feng!"

Li Guang and others were worried that Lam Feng was better than Leng Daofeng and others. It was obvious that this Ma Sanpao was the main dish! The ninth-level strength!

"Master Pao! Kill him to avenge Boss Feng and Leng Dao!!"

Someone saw that Pao Master was about to take action personally and they screamed. No matter how powerful this guy is, can he be even better than their Hanshi Wang or their Pao Master?

This is obviously impossible, there is no reason, it is just because Pao Master is a ninth-level existence!!!

Ma Sanpao walked towards Lin Feng step by step. Every step he took, his momentum became stronger. His expression did not change at all, but anyone familiar with him knew that this was the moody Pao Master who was already in a state of extreme anger.

It's like a volcano that has been silent for many years, on the edge of an eruption.

"I, Ma Sanpao, the people on the road respectfully call me Ma Ye, Pao Master, and the rest call me Ma Awesome. I Ma Sanpao, it's not that I'm not a big deal, but it's the first time that you've killed two of my subordinates. I have to avenge this. Of course, I Ma Sanpao will also abide by the rules and fight one-on-one!"

Ma Sanpao came to Lin Feng and narrowed his eyes when he walked out ten steps.

As a gangster giant in Han City, it is impossible for him to bully a minor so many people. Although it is the end of the world, people like him have their own benchmark in their hearts.

If this benchmark is broken, then he will not be the king of Hanshi, but the little hooligan on the street.

Of course, the most important thing is that Ma Sanpao has confidence in himself, and his strength is 60,000 kilograms, which is his greatest confidence.

"It's a pity that you don't have the qualification to fight me one-on-one."

Lin Feng's faint words made Ma Sanpao and others change their expressions, especially Ma Sanpao, who is the King of Han City, and he is not qualified to fight him one-on-one?

"You, I, are both ninth-level masters. You are so arrogant. Young people, young and energetic, are not a good thing."

Ma Sanpao squinted his eyes and said. His eyes were full of murderous intent.

But he did not curse like a shrew in the market. That would insult him as a Han Shiwang's character, and the boss would look angry.

"Level Ninth level? Did I say I am a level Ninth level master?"

All he answered was Lin Feng's light words.

"What? What does it mean?"

Before Ma Sanpao came to his senses, he instantly showed a shocked expression.

boom!

boom!

Lin Feng sneered, and a powerful aura erupted from him.

moment.

It was originally extremely noisy, and everyone who said they were coming to destroy Lin Feng became silent in an instant. Everyone's expressions became stiff, their mouths were open but they couldn't speak, and their eyes were filled with powerful shock.

"Tenth level?"

Ma Sanpao and others all changed their faces. At this moment, everyone's eyes widened from Ma Sanpao, the five great kings, and the melon-eating crowd.

The 17 or 18-year-old boy in front of me is actually a tenth-level master?

"Brother, are you going to fight me one-on-one?"

Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Come on."

A group of people took a few steps back.

"How could this young man be at the tenth level."

The murderous intent that Ma Sanpao had just condensed was instantly like the deflated ball, disappearing without a trace. He, Ma Sanpao, is powerful, Hanshiwang, but also from the ninth level. From the ninth level to the tenth level, there is a threshold. People who are not from the ninth level, don't know the horror of the tenth level. It seems that the tenth level is just one level more than the ninth level. And this step is like from 0 to 1, and the value contained in it is not from 1 to 2.

"A group of little brothers, those who don't want to die will kneel down to me!"

Lin Feng shouted coldly after looking around for a week.
Chapter completed!