Chapter 728 (2/2)

The young man looked at Feng Zhi butterfly, frowned and drank coldly, ”get out.”

At the same time, he slapped Feng Zhi butterfly.

The middle-aged man has the dual cultivation of forging the soul, which is far from what Feng zhidie, a little girl, can compete with. Gu Feng's face was cold for a moment, and he came out quickly in front of the middle-aged man. He blocked Feng Zhi butterfly behind him and kicked the middle-aged man.

Looking at the feet kicked by the ancient wind, the eyes of the middle-aged man were full of disdain. At least he is also a strong man in the soul forging realm. You dare to fight with me. It's like dying.

”Get out.”

The cold voice of the ancient wind came and kicked the middle-aged man's fist at the same time.

”Click.”

The sound of broken bones heard that the physical strength of the ancient wind was so strong that even the five heavy martial arts cultivation in the soul forging realm could not bear the strength of the ancient wind. Moreover, the ancient wind was angry this time, but there was no mercy. The middle-aged fist, including the whole arm, suddenly broke into bones, and then the whole arm turned into a blood mist.

”Ah...” the shrill scream came, and the middle-aged man turned pale and looked at the ancient wind in horror. He didn't expect that the ancient wind was so terrible that his arm broke with one foot.

”Hum.” Gu Feng snorted coldly. There was a cold flash in his eyes. Then he ignored him and took Feng Zhi butterfly to the island in Bingxin lake.

There were other people in the corridor. When they saw this scene, they all swallowed a mouthful of saliva. After the ancient wind arrived, they moved away.

Although their strength is stronger than that middle-aged man, they can't be much stronger. It's also hard to be kicked by the ancient wind.

”Bastard, I won't let you go.” when the old wind went away, the middle-aged man stared at him angrily and said in a hate voice. He took a healing pill and left quickly.

”That boy is miserable.” looking at the middle-aged man who left, the others in the corridor couldn't help shaking their heads. The middle-aged man is not very good, but his background is not small. The son of the eldest elder of the Luoxia sect is in a very high position among the Luoxia sect. Although luoxiazong is a first-class strength, its strength can not be underestimated. So, in ordinary times, no one is willing to provoke him. Today, he suffered a great loss and even lost an arm. He will certainly not give up.

When they looked back at the ancient wind, they found that they had crossed the corridor and walked towards the island in the center of the lake.

”There...” several people's complexion was stunned, and their complexion became strange. Because they know what people are in the center of Bingxin island.