Although it was just a vision of the cold spring in hell, it still emitted a bone-chilling chill that could even freeze the King of North Ridge's cave!
This chill is still spreading, and a layer of frost appears on the eyebrows and hair of the King of North Ridge.
"break!"
The King of Beiling roared, his energy and blood bursting out, he abandoned the Great Cave Sky, broke through the frost layer on his body, and continued to kill towards Ming Feng!
"snort!"
Ming Feng sneered, his expression mocking.
Under his gaze, the King of North Ridge was like a struggling and helpless trapped beast, making its last cry before death.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”
Ming Feng suddenly took action, and with lightning speed, he slapped his palm on the side of the black sword that was coming towards him, neutralizing all the power of the King of Beiling's sword.
At the same time, Ming Feng took advantage of the situation and broke through the defense of the King of Beiling with a palm, pressing it towards the opponent's chest!
The King of Beiling didn't have time to put away his sword, so he could only punch with his backhand and collided with Ming Feng's palm.
boom!
Fists and palms exchanged.
A chill flowed down the King of North Ridge's fist and instantly poured into his body!
On the arm of the King of the North Ridge, a layer of frost spread rapidly along his arm towards his body at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The King of Beiling shuddered and was shocked!
After just one blow from both sides, he was already severely injured. The blood in his body, and even his internal organs, tended to freeze into ice!
"puff!"
The King of Beiling spat out a mouthful of blood.
This mouthful of blood spilled on the ground, braving the rising cold air, and had already turned into a pile of bloody ice.
In the hell world, among the same level, the bloodline of the Ancient Underworld Clan is supreme!
The Great Cave of the King of Beiling was frozen by another Pluto's bloodline phenomenon, making it unable to be used and losing its greatest support.
Ming Feng didn't even need to release Dongtian to deal with him, just relying on his physical body and blood was enough to suppress him!
Ming Feng didn't give the King of Beiling a chance to breathe. He took a step further and pressed his palm on the King of Beiling's chest.
Click!
The chest of the King of Beiling collapsed deeply.
The cold air entered his body, and the King of Beiling was shaken all over. He couldn't control his body and fell to the ground. His lips were purple and blue from the cold, and his body was shaking continuously.
Seeing this scene, the princes and giants from all sides in Beiling all had complicated expressions.
The majestic king of Beiling has ruled Beiling for more than 100,000 years. Unexpectedly, he would end up in such an embarrassing situation today.
"father!"
Tang Qing'er exclaimed and wanted to rush forward desperately, but was stopped by Uncle Chen next to her.
"well."
The King of Beiling sighed in his heart, feeling depressed and despairing.
The gap between the two sides is too big.
With the prison lord's edict, almost no one of the powerful prison kings under his command dared to stand with him.
And he couldn't stop the king of the Gu Ming clan at all.
Today, his fate has been determined.
Since Hanquan Prison Master decided to kill him, he would not give him any chance.
The King of Beiling looked back at the descendants behind him. His last gaze fell on Tang Qing'er, and there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart.
"Shen Tuying, after today, Qing'er should have married into Nanlin and is no longer considered a member of my Beiling Tang family."
The King of Beiling looked at the young master of Nanlin and whispered: "If you miss your old relationship, you'd better take Qing'er in. I..."
"What did you say!"
Before the King of Beiling finished speaking, Young Master Nanlin quickly interrupted him. He looked disgusted and waved his hands in order to avoid him: "There is no old relationship between me and Tang Qing'er. It's just an acquaintance."
"you… "
The King of Beiling was extremely angry and glared angrily.
The young master of Nanlin glanced at Ming Feng with a fearful expression, fearing that he would be implicated by the King of Beiling, so he quickly cursed: "Old man, shut up! You really have sinister intentions. Before you die, you want to drag me into Nanlin!"
Tang Qing'er looked at Young Master Nanlin coldly, her eyes indifferent, as if she was looking at a stranger.
"Hahaha! It's so 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 around and suddenly saw the martial arts deity who was still sitting on the seat, content with himself. He quickly said as if taking credit: "Lord Mingfeng, I want to report to you!"
"oh?"
Ming Feng raised his eyebrows.
Young Master Nanlin pointed to the martial arts deity not far away and said, "Sir, please see, that purple-robed monk with the silver mask is not from my Hanquan Prison!"
"This man once said himself that he comes from the heaven of the middle thousand worlds!"
"Zhong Qian World?"
Ming Feng frowned and said, "How is that possible?"
But after his spiritual consciousness passed over the body of the martial arts master, he quickly discovered that the martial arts master's body did exude a strange aura.
Tang Qing'er stared at the young master of Nanlin and said in a deep voice: "Today is a disaster for my Tang family in Beiling. It has nothing to do with anyone else. Fellow Taoist Huangwu has not joined Beiling. Shen Tuying, don't implicate innocent people!"
Tang Qing'er knew that she would not escape death today, but she was the one who invited the martial artist back. If she was involved, it would be an unreasonable disaster.
"Tsk tsk!"
Young Master Nanlin curled her lips and said angrily: "Are you so nervous that you started to defend him? I've seen it a long time ago, you bitch is a licentious and free-spirited person!"
"Lord Ming Feng, you have also seen that I really have no friendship with this bitch."
In order to clear up the relationship with Tang Qing'er, Young Master Nanlin even did not hesitate to use dirty words.
Young Master Nanlin continued: "This Tang Qing'er, knowing that this person comes from heaven, took the initiative to take him in. This shows that the Tang family in Beiling has had different intentions for a long time!"
This is a theory that seeks to inflict crime and punish one's heart.
But Ming Feng nodded, very satisfied, and said: "In this case, destroying the Tang family in Beiling is not an injustice to them."
"It's so wise!"
Young Master Nanlin said flatteringly, and then said: "Also, this man just came to Hanquan Prison and killed an ancient Ming clan Ming general on Corpse Mountain Ridge!"
"Um?"
Hearing this, the Lord of Corpse Mountain Ridge changed his expression and asked: "Did he kill General Bei Xuanming?"
"Exactly!"
Young Master Nanlin nodded quickly and said, "I saw it with my own eyes. Moreover, after he killed General Beixuanming, Tang Qing'er wanted to cover up the matter."
"I argued with reason at that time, how could an outsider slaughter the creatures in my Hanquan Prison at will, and he was also a noble Guming clan? However, that little bitch Tang Qing'er didn't listen at all and insisted on protecting this person!"
Young Master Nanlin tried her best to perform, describing it true and false, and removed herself completely.
Ming Feng suddenly laughed, turned his eyes, fell on the martial arts master, and said quietly: "A hidden outsider dares to kill a member of my ancient Ming tribe? You are not cowardly."
The martial arts master ignored Ming Feng and just drank the wine in his hand before putting the glass down and said calmly: "Kill me if you want. What can you do to me?"