Reborn Sword Emperor in the City

3"Brat, looks like you are Ling Feng. Today, you and Yuan Jiacheng will both die here. "Go on." The white clothed man roared, and all of his King of Martial Arts charged towards Ling Feng. With murderous intent in their eyes, they threw their fists towards Ling Feng, causing strong gales to blow in all directions.    

    

Ling Feng looked at them coldly. With a wave of his hand, several sword energies instantly rushed out. The sword's might shot up to the sky. Ling Feng was furious. He knew that this was a conspiracy against him, but if these people dared to touch Yuan Jiacheng, they were courting death.    

    

"Bang …" "Bang …"    

    

Seeing this scene, the white clothed man was extremely shocked. Ling Feng, who was standing in front of him, was completely not like what the information stated, and was able to defeat more than ten King of Martial Arts s in a single move.    

    

Thus, the white-clothed man saw that something was wrong and quickly turned around to run. He wasn't a fool, and if he didn't run now in this situation, what awaited him was death. However, just as he ran a few steps, Ling Feng flashed and appeared right in front of him.    

    

"It's too late to run." Ling Feng said coldly. His tone was like a voice from hell, causing the man in white to be terrified.    

    

"Ah!"    

    

The man in white did not expect Ling Feng to instantly appear in front of him. He was so shocked that Ling Feng directly fell to the ground and said with a frightened expression, "Brat, you can't kill me, you can't kill me."    

    

"If you do not wish to die, that is fine too. Right now, I am giving you a chance to live. If you do not cherish it, you will definitely die." Ling Feng said again.    

    

"What chance?"    

    

"Speak, who was the one who ordered you to deal with me? Hurry up and speak."    

    

"Brat, who do you think you are? Can you really kill me? I don't believe it." After the white clothed man finished speaking, he suddenly punched towards Ling Feng. This was an attack that gathered all the spirit energy in his body, even if it was Emperor of Martial Arts, he would die without a doubt.    

    

However, Ling Feng did not dodge. Instead, he directly kicked out. Simple and violent, he kicked towards the white-clothed man's chest.    

    

"Bam."    

    

With a loud sound, the man was kicked more than 10 meters away. He kneeled on the ground, clutching his chest and rolling. He saw Ling Feng walking towards him and quickly raised his head and said, "I was wrong. Don't kill me, don't kill me."    

    

Ling Feng walked in front of the man in white. He didn't kill him directly. Instead, he looked coldly at the man in white and stepped on his left leg.    

    

"Crunch."    

    

"Ah!"    

    

The sound of bones breaking was followed by the white-clothed man's wails. The white-clothed man held onto his leg and the pain caused his entire face to distort, but Ling Feng's ice-cold voice came again: "I can't take it anymore, aren't you King of Martial Arts? Isn't it very strong? "This is just the beginning. Today, I will make you suffer a fate worse than death."    

    

Ling Feng exerted a lot of strength, the man in white's entire left leg bone was broken by Ling Feng, and the man in white's entire face was deformed. He couldn't bear this kind of pain, he fainted a few times due to the pain and was awoken again by the pain.    

    

Ling Feng broke both of the man's legs and bones, so there was no way to treat him. Ling Feng looked at the sweating man and said again: "Okay, both of your legs are disabled, now it's time to cripple your hands."    

    

Ling Feng was abnormally calm, as if what just happened wasn't something he could sit on. The man in white couldn't take it anymore and quickly said: "I'm wrong, I can't take it anymore, please kill me, don't torture me anymore."