The sword broke away from the slender jade hand and flew to the top of the cave, followed by a rain of thousands of swords falling instantly.
Feng Yunjing had seen this move before, the sword rain and flying flowers. Although it was quite interesting, it posed no threat to him at all.
"Swish—" Thousands of sword lights suddenly fell like a rain curtain.
The girl opposite raised her lips, and her already delicate face instantly became bright and beautiful, stunningly stunning.
Feng Yunjing suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
The next moment, he heard the shrill screams from the remaining Feng family members around him.
He turned his head sharply and then opened his eyes wide in horror and disbelief.
What he saw was a field of corpses, some of them were staring at the ground, their hearts had exploded, there was a big hole in their chests, and blood was gushing out of them.
Every corpse was filled with disbelief, and many people even had their hands stiffly clenched in the air, as if trying to grab the sword that pierced them.
This... This is a warrior at the Golden Core Stage? All of them... All of them are warriors at the peak of the Golden Core Stage!
The Lishui Sword spun around and fell back into Hexi's hands.
You Ran's eyes with a sneer fell on Feng Yunjing's face, which looked like he had seen a ghost. His clear and transparent voice slowly rang out in the empty cave: "Feng Yunjing, I said that one day, I will avenge you for humiliating me in Broken Soul Mountain."
"So, how can I feel comfortable if I kill you by pretending to be someone else? You and Feng Lianying, if you want to die, of course you all have to die by my hands!"
Feng Yunjing staggered back. The girl in front of him looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, so slender and so weak, but at this moment, he felt overwhelming fear.
"Xi Yue, I... I just like you! I just want you to be my woman. I even promised you the position of the young lady of the Feng family. How could you kill me? How could you..."
The Lishui sword was suddenly unsheathed, and with a whistling sword light, it cut off Feng Yunjing's Adam's apple that was moving up and down.
In an instant, blood gushed out and the roaring sound stopped abruptly.
Feng Yunjing never figured out until his death that he had fallen for the woman whom he had always played with. He was unwilling to accept this, and he would not close his eyes until his death.
After dealing with Feng Yunjing, He Xi hurried back to check on Nangong Yu's condition. If it weren't for the special circumstances, she would not have let him die so easily.
Near the Chanyu Palace, Feng Batian, who was on guard outside and waiting for instructions from Venerable Mu Hua, suddenly felt a shock in his heart, as if his heart was grabbed by something, bringing him indescribable panic.
Then, there was a "pop" sound in his chest.
Feng Batian quickly took out the thing, and at first glance, his eyes turned red.
That was the natal jade token of his son, his only legitimate son—Feng Yunjing.
The natal jade tablet was broken, which meant that Feng Yunjing was dead.
Who? Who killed Yun Jing? Who killed his proudest son, the one he had spent the most money to train
Feng Batian's body kept shaking, his eyes fixed on one direction, hatred and anger in his eyes surging like a tide.
What is the origin of wood! What is the responsibility of the head of the Feng family? At this moment, he threw it all behind his mind.
Feng Batian suddenly crushed the broken jade token into powder, then sprinkled it into the air. The powder automatically flew in one direction.
"Follow me!" Feng Batian called out to his men and rushed towards the direction where the powder was flying. (To be continued)