Big brother is as beautiful as scum [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 240

The vigilance in Manji's eyes is not difficult to understand. If someone broke into the mansion with the intention of secretly killing her husband, she would be suspicious of the stranger who suddenly appeared in her field of vision.

Jing Li turned over from the window sill and jumped down into the room, right between the two of them. The three of them formed a triangle shape. He touched his nose and tried to make himself look more sincere.

"Madam, don't worry, we are not in the same group as the one inside."

Before Manji made a statement, the other party present couldn't bear it first, and released without reservation the coercion, making the atmosphere in the room suddenly tense.

Most of the cultivators seem to like to play this move, as if once the coercion is released, the opponent will retreat in spite of the difficulties, and just run away.

Jing Li silently complained about a few opponents he met recently, and after doing this a few more times, he felt that he was already successfully immune to this skill.

This is also the case, because even the monks in the transformation stage have experienced the coercion at close range several times. Now facing the peak of the late Yuanying stage, Jing Li still feels uncomfortable. A sense of oppression, but not being oppressed by this coercion, it is difficult to move, and it is difficult to move.

And Leng Feng's move, before getting a reaction from Jing Li, angered Man Ji first - Mo Yan is now lying weakly on the couch, in order not to disturb him, she even forbids the maids to speak loudly Talked, but Leng Feng immediately came over to disrupt the stage.

Manji sneered, flung her soft and flowing long sleeves, and slapped fiercely at the target person. Although Leng Feng sensed something was wrong first, and turned to one side in the blink of an eye, he underestimated the opponent after all. Half of his body was firmly covered by long sleeves.

Jing Li looked at the bright red mark on Leng Feng's left face, feeling a little pain inexplicably. Leng Feng's eyes darkened, and he glanced over Jing Li and the two of them, and then returned to Man Ji. The eyeballs were about to burst into flames, and he inserted the knife into the ground with his backhand. The cracks, like spider webs, spread out in all directions with the blade sunk into the ground as the center. Objects in the room were destroyed.

Knowing that something was wrong, Man Ji flew towards the soft cave as early as the first time, picked up the person on the cave, and retreated in time before the next wave of attacks came.

The originally exquisite and elegant room was completely destroyed by Leng Feng, not even the walls survived.

Such a big movement naturally caught the attention of the outsiders.

The City Lord's Mansion was understaffed at this time, and the Shijue Mansion came prepared, but it was suddenly occupied by people. Looking around, there were many guards and followers of the City Lord's Mansion lying on the ground.

Manji's attention has always been divided into two halves, one part is vigilant against Leng Feng, the other part is concerned about Mo Yan, her front foot rescued Mo Yan in a hurry, and her back foot saw the miserable situation of her subordinates behind the collapsed wall, and she couldn't help but feel nervous Shock, her body has not healed, at this moment she is extremely angry, and her blood is surging again.

Leng Feng, who had been paying attention to Manji's movements, naturally would not miss this opportunity. With lightning speed, he pulled out half of the long knife embedded in the ground. Putting his right palm against the back of the saber, he brought out a long and bright spark, and slashed at Man Ji's waist.

At this time, Manji was still holding Mo Yan in her hand. If Leng Feng succeeded in this move, she would not only be injured, but a pair of them. , holding back the fishy sweetness in his throat, turned around at an extremely fast speed, lifted Mo Yan outward, and greeted him with his palm.

"!—"

With a clang, the long knife that had drawn a slender arc in midair was blocked by a silver long sword.

A gentle spiritual force subtly deflected her palm wind, but did not cause her to suffer backlash. Manji was taken aback for a moment, and then heard that familiar voice rang in her ears again——

"Leave it to us here."

Before Manjiyou could react, she felt a gust of wind, and turned her head. There was no figure beside her. She was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that she looked in the direction of Leng Feng, but only saw two backs, one white and one pink. And those two backs were getting further and further away—the two intentionally drew Leng Feng to the distance.

Manji squinted her eyes to see a gradually shrinking and black figure, then lowered her head to look under her eyes, and sighed slightly, no matter what the purpose of those two people was, at least they helped her.

The leader was led away, and the remaining ones were not enough to scare Manji—no matter how weak she was, she was more than enough to deal with these people...

Although it is still unclear what the wishful thinking of the Shijue Mansion is, it has to be said that Yan Jincheng's number one enemy suddenly turned into a villain, which is good news for them to be happy about.

Knowing that the other party was trying to lure him away so that he would not have the opportunity to strike at other people in the City Lord's Mansion, Leng Feng had no choice but to do so—because the other party did not give him a chance to refuse him, and the moves were fierce and tight at every step. Forced, there is no chance for him to say no.

In the world of comprehension, if you want to ask which type of person is the most difficult to deal with, then sword cultivators must be on the list, not only because of their powerful attack power, but also because of their difficult to deal with, all sword cultivators, no matter what their own personality is, But as long as they take up the sword to fight the enemy, there will only be two results, either win or die.

Leng Feng also fought against Jianxiu before. It was not long after he was promoted to Nascent Soul, and he met a guy with comparable cultivation and fighting spirit. He fought for three days and three nights in that battle. In the end, he almost I don't know the passage of time, I don't know where I am, I only remember those eyes full of fighting spirit and those flames flickering, and those sword lights that block out the sky...

That battle was enough to make him remember in his heart, and now, there is another sword cultivator in front of his eyes, even though the reason for their confrontation is different from the previous one, but he is very clear that this time is the same as the last time , there is only one way to stop this battle.

Should it be said that he is a sword cultivator? In the early days of Yuanying, he dared to be his enemy. The stiff muscles on Leng Feng's face twitched a few times, and he squeezed out a weird smile. Chop down hard.

Cang Qi stood on the spot without moving a single step, but Leng Feng's saber miraculously did not hit him, instead, the surrounding land, due to the pressure and strong wind brought by the blade, sank, and instead collapsed. The position where Cang Qi was standing became more prominent.

Cang Qi raised his eyes and looked at his eyebrows, his eyes were full of a hostile cold front, the dark purple thunder spread from the hilt of the sword, covering the entire blade of the sword in a blink of an eye. Accompanied by the sound of "zizi" thunder, the long sword cut through the sky and stabbed at the target.

From Leng Feng's point of view, the movement of the long sword couldn't be more clear, and he could even clearly feel the arrival time of the sword—enough for him to dodge and avoid it.

Then, he did avoid it.

After he dodged and stood still, the sword shadow with lightning just happened to pass him by.

"cut--"

I thought how capable this kid was.

Leng Feng twitched the corners of his mouth in disdain, and sneered, seeing this kid pressing forward every step of the way, forcing him out of the inner courtyard, he thought how powerful this kid was, so it turned out that it was nothing more than that.

It seemed that I still overestimated him, after all, he was just a Nascent Soul.

Shaking his head secretly in his heart, he thought it was ridiculous to be cautious at the beginning.After knowing the weight of the other party, he didn't want to waste any more time, and was going to deal with him directly, and then went back to deal with Mo Yan and Man Ji together.

Originally, his plan was to get rid of Mo Yan, and replace him with the identity of the other party. Who knew that Manji would come back halfway and see him through on the spot. If so, then even Manji would be dealt with together—— Even if it is the stage of transforming into a god, as long as the delay is long enough, how can the unhealed Manji consume more energy than herself, and it will only take more time to win against her.

Suddenly there was a sound of piercing into the flesh, something was pierced.

Leng Feng lowered his head in a daze, looking at his chest, through the flickering thunder, he saw that his chest was pierced by a silver long sword.

He stretched out his hand in disbelief, wanting to hold the sword to confirm its authenticity, but the long sword suddenly came out of his body, and after that, blood spattered.

Leng Feng opened his eyes wide, the astonishment was so obvious on that stiff face, his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but finally he didn't have the chance to say it, he just fell back in a slump.

The moment the body fell, a burst of dust and ash was raised.

Cang Qi raised his hand and put the sword back into its sheath.

Jing Li quickly formed a string of handprints, several auras flashed on Leng Feng's body, disappeared into his body, and then another brown-red rope wrapped around his body spontaneously, trapping Leng Feng's entire body tightly. Strictly.

Hooking his fingers, the restrained body flew towards him in an instant, saw the opponent's eyes that were wide open because of being too shocked, and shook his head. Compared with Cang Qi, Leng Feng's speed was really too slow—— ——In Leng Feng's eyes, Cang Qi's sword just now was very slow, so slow that he could dodge it calmly, but in his eyes, Leng Feng's speed was really too slow, and he only had time to dodge that sword The last afterimage.