"Kill... fight in? Just the two of us?" Feiyang was stunned for a long time, and then asked.
Wan Dong glanced at him and smiled, "No, it's just me! You stay here."
"What!? Yaoting, do you think I am a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death? Even the prince has never looked down on me like this! Look at me taking the lead for you!"
As soon as Wan Dong said these words, Feiyang's whole body was about to explode. With a loud roar, he flew into the air desperately and swept forward, completely exposing his body. When Wan Dong saw this, he couldn't help but let out a chuckle. It was indeed the soldiers brought out by Xu Tianlong, they were really hot!
"What a thief, seeking death!"
As soon as Feiyang was exposed, an angry shout erupted. A figure, as fast as an eagle piercing the sky, set off a palm force that filled the sky like a tsunami, and struck towards Feiyang with a rumble. Looking at that cultivation level, it is at least the first level of perfection.
Although Feiyang's cultivation level is good, there is still a long way to go before reaching perfection. How can he resist such an attack? The true energy in his body was suddenly in chaos, his body suddenly sank, and Feiyang immediately fell downwards almost out of control.
"Hahaha... He is indeed a little thief. Could it be that he is seeking death?"
Seeing Feiyang's performance, the other party was even more proud, looking up to the sky and laughing wildly.
"I think you are the one seeking death! Get out of here!" Just as Feiyang was beating the drum in his heart and the other party was laughing wildly, Wandong arrived first, and a golden light, like lightning, broke through the barriers of time and space and rushed forward. Come.
"This is..." The other party was obviously a knowledgeable person. When he saw this golden light, he exclaimed and his eyes almost popped out.
He couldn't care about Feiyang, and in a hurry, he gathered all his energy and hurriedly faced the golden light. Just like the sound of firecrackers on New Year's Eve, a burst of muffled sound was as dense as rain, and countless large and small air explosions occurred at the same time, disrupting the surrounding aura, causing violent winds and flying rocks. The zhenqi exerted by the small perfect first-level sacrifice instantly collapsed, but the power of the golden light did not diminish at all. A piece of blood mist rose up, and a thick smell of blood suddenly appeared in the air.
This scene fell into Feiyang's eyes, and the strong visual impact made him suffocate on the spot. A strong man who had reached the first level of perfection was turned into a rain of flesh and blood. This was simply beyond his imagination. The whole person was stunned for a moment, and his mouth opened as if he wanted to eat someone.
"Brother Feiyang, are you okay?" A breeze blew by, and Wandong was already standing beside Feiyang.
Feiyang turned to look at him and subconsciously stepped back, as if Wandong's body was covered with spikes.
Wandong smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Feiyang, what's wrong with you?"
"Are you... are you really the Yaoting I... know?"
"Why, could it be that Yaoting did something wrong that made Brother Feiyang turn against him and deny him?" Wan Dong said while suppressing a smile.
"No, no, no, I..." Feiyang's heart was completely confused at this time, and his brain was even more confused.
"Who is so bold as to dare to come to my Yuntianmen territory to run wild?!" Along with a sharp roar, more than a dozen figures came through the sky one after another.
Wandong raised his head and scanned the clothes, and saw that they were all from Yuntianmen. Wan Dong smiled coldly and faced him head-on without saying a word.
Feiyang subconsciously wanted to follow him, but as soon as he started to move, he stopped dead in his tracks, sweating violently in his heart. Among the dozen or so people who flew by, not one of them had mediocre skills, and none of them had enough cultivation to beat him by several blocks. With his modest skills, he would only bring trouble to Wandong.
Among the dozen or so people who flew over, the leader was a red-faced man with a square face. His cultivation level was slightly weaker than that of Wenqiu, but he had already reached the intermediate level of perfection. It has to be said that the foundation of Yuntianmen is actually much deeper than that of Danxia Sect. Compared to the Yuntianmen led by Liu Anying and the Danxia Sect led by Hu Beishan, the lineup is really not that shabby.
"Everyone who comes here is named!" The red-faced man looked rough, but he was thick on the outside and delicate on the inside. Seeing that Wan Dong easily killed a perfect beginner in one move, the red-faced man did not act recklessly, but asked loudly.
But Wan Dong didn't listen to him at all. Before he could finish his words, streaks of golden light shot straight towards him like spears piercing the air. An invisible but extremely huge pressure immediately made the red-faced man's mind sink suddenly.
Without thinking about any more words, he hurriedly slashed out tens of thousands of virtual and real palm shadows, trying hard to block the incoming golden light. It's a pity that he was so blind that he didn't see the power of Dao Qi at all.
There was a constant sound of chissing, and the palm shadow of the red-faced man was like paper. In a blink of an eye, it was pierced and destroyed by the golden light.
"Ah!" Such a scene was beyond the red-faced man's expectation. He let out a strange scream involuntarily in his throat, and retreated backwards in an abnormally embarrassed manner.
"Block him, block him for me!"
It was only then that the other dozen Yuntianmen disciples realized what they were doing, and they all hurriedly used their strongest moves. Countless streaks of colorful energy, like flowers in bloom, are extremely magnificent, but at the same time they also reveal their murderous intent, rushing toward Wandong like a storm.
Seeing this scene, Feiyang felt that all the hairs on his body stood up one by one, and he kept gasping in his heart. He secretly thought to himself that if he were in Wandong's position at this moment, he would probably be beaten to pieces.
"Fuck them all to death!"
Feiyang was in a state of confusion, but Wan Dong was calm, calm and domineering. His body remained motionless, his hands flew like a gust of wind, and streams of golden light burst out from Wan Dong's body seemingly endlessly, intertwining into a giant net that absorbed all the energy that came towards him. Life and death were strangled!
Puff puff!
The dozen or so Yuntianmen disciples all felt as if they had been hit by a hammer, all of them spurting out blood and retreating backwards with pain and horror on their faces.
"You... who are you?" The red-faced man was obviously scared at this time, looking at Wandong like he was looking at a god of death.
"Hmph!" At this time, Wan Dong had no mercy in his eyes. Taking advantage of the Yuntianmen disciples staggering back, he killed thousands of miles of blood with one move and swept away. More than a dozen Yuntianmen disciples, including the red-faced man, It turned into flesh and blood almost at the same time, dyeing half of the sky red.
The noisy world suddenly became quiet. When the blood redness subsided, the world returned to clarity. Feiyang had an illusion, as if everything that had just happened had never happened.
"That's almost it. Let's go rescue my father!" Wan Dongchong waved to Feiyang.
"Huh? Oh... Oh!" Feiyang was stunned for a few moments, then he woke up and responded hurriedly.
"Hehe... Xu Tianlong, it seems that the Qingyun Empire really values you. In order to save you, it made such a big fuss." In the dark dungeon, the whip-wielding man from before said to Xu Tianlong with a sneer. .
After being tortured for another day and night, Xu Tianlong's spirit was obviously much weaker than before, and he didn't know how long this tough man could last.
"Why don't you speak? I remember you are not mute?"
Xu Tianlong's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he stared at him fiercely and said, "I, Xu Tianlong, swear that if I have the chance to leave this place alive, I will cut you into pieces!"
"Hahaha... What a great ambition. You are worthy of being the King of Ningbei who commands an army of millions! However, you still want to leave this place? Stop dreaming! Your life is destined to end under my whip! "The whip-wielding man said with a ferocious face, holding the whip in his hand.
"Tsk, tsk, listen, it's quiet outside so quickly. It seems that your Qingyun Empire is not very good. There is not even a decent person who can rescue you from here. Hehe..."
The words of the man holding the whip made Xu Tianlong's face darken, and a sad sadness appeared on his face. Xu Tianlong didn't care about the humiliation and physical pain, but his brothers died to save him, which was unbearable pain for him.
"Who said that?" Just when Xu Tianlong was filled with grief and anger, Feiyang walked in with a cold expression.
"Fei... Feiyang!?" When Xu Tianlong saw Feiyang for the first time, he couldn't believe his eyes and couldn't help shouting.
When Feiyang saw Xu Tianlong's miserable condition, his tears rolled down uncontrollably. With that heartache, he just wished he could bear the pain on Xu Tianlong's behalf.
"General, Feiyang is incompetent and makes you suffer!"
"Bastard, how did you get in?" The whip-wielding man shouted angrily, full of suspicion.
"You bastard, you dare to do this to our prince, you deserve to die!" All the anger in Feiyang's heart was suddenly ignited, and he stared at the man holding the whip with red eyes.
"Damn it? I think you are the one who deserves to die, right? No matter how you got here, this is the end of your life!"
The man holding the whip shouted loudly, swung the long whip in his hand and struck Feiyang head-on.
"Feiyang, run away!" Xu Tianlong's heart tightened and he hurriedly exclaimed.
Although this whip-wielding man is hateful, his cultivation is very good. After all, he is a disciple of Yuntianmen. Although he has not achieved perfection due to his stupid qualifications, he is still at the peak of the ninth level and cannot be resisted by Feiyang. When the whip went down, Xu Tianlong could almost imagine what kind of miserable state Feiyang would be in.
However, Xu Tianlong was anxious, but Feiyang was the old god, with a calm and calm face, as if the other party's whip was not coming at him. He didn't even have the slightest intention to dodge, and his whole person seemed to have turned into a stick. A wooden stake, just waiting for the whip to fall.
Xu Tianlong was in a panic and was about to open his mouth to remind Feiyang again when a big hand, like a devil's claw, suddenly came out from behind Feiyang. It was extremely accurate and caught the tip of the whip. The whip that almost split Feiyang alive stopped suddenly, without even hurting a single hair of Feiyang.
"Wha... who is this person!?" The expression of the man holding the whip suddenly changed, and a look of deep fear rose uncontrollably on his face. (To be continued)