Feng Feiyun glanced slightly at the corner of his eyes, knowing that Young Master Wuxia's cultivation was extremely high, and as long as he showed a trace of him, he would recognize him, so it was not surprising.
However, Young Master Wuxia did not reveal his identity. Obviously, he did not want to be a villain. With his current status and status, there is no need to be a talkative villain. This is the demeanor of a real strong man and a man.
Immaculate son, worthy of immaculateness!
"Boom!"
Wu Jiu's whole body was glowing with golden light, as if it was made by King Kong. He shattered the treasure-level armor of one of the generals in three places, but the two were still fighting, starting from the fifth floor. Hit the fourth floor, and now has hit the third floor.
Although Wu Jiu occupied the upper part, he still couldn't defeat that general in half an hour.
The duel between Wang Meng and that general was even more fierce. It was a duel based entirely on pure power. Every punch was as if two pieces of divine iron were colliding, soothing one's eardrums.
The entire stunning building is no longer peaceful, the fighting spirit is surging, and the voices of battle are one after another, and many immortal cultivators are fleeing one after another, fearing that they will be impacted by a powerful battle wave.
Luo Lin was so angry that he smoked and his face flushed red. He had gathered ten generals on his side, but one was destroyed by Young Master Wuxia, one was frozen by Feng Feiyun, and the other two were frozen by two. A barbarian was forced to retreat step by step, is this still the top ten warlords of Megatron
The brilliance of the top ten generals has almost been lost tonight.
"We have always been the only one who has decided on others, and no one has ever been able to suppress our top ten generals. If we can't find this place today, what will our face be?"
"Bang!"
The door of the elegant room was shaken and flew towards Feng Feiyun, with a metallic luster flowing on it. Although it was only a door, the strength condensed on it exceeded ten thousand jin.
With a shallow smile on Feng Feiyun's face, he just waved his hand sideways, and a flash of light flew out from his sleeve, shattering the flying door and turning it into a sky of sawdust.
Six monstrous momentum surged up and turned into a pitch-black sky with a terrifying whistling sound.
Without any sign, the remaining six generals have already walked out of the private room, standing on six positions, some standing at the end of the corridor, some half-stepping on wooden pillars, some hanging upside down on the beams, and some unexpectedly. It landed on the cornice of the sixth floor.
The Sixth World War will completely wrap Feng Feiyun in the center, blocking Feng Feiyun's six escape routes.
The imposing manner of the six immortal cultivators at the peak of the god base superimposed and resonated, as if six mountains were pressing down.
Even those who were not in the battle circle felt that there seemed to be thousands of pounds above their heads, and their chests were so heavy that they couldn't breathe, and Feng Feiyun who was in the six-person battle circle could bear the strength. Horror, you can imagine.
Even the Heaven-defying Junjie in the early days of Shenji would be crushed to death.
Although Feng Feiyun still smiled faintly, it was no longer so relaxed. The Dragon Horse River Map flew out of his dantian and hovered above his head, wrapping him and Yuchan's body like an invisible layer. The hood is resisting the coercion of the six god-base peak powerhouses.
Feng Feiyun's body is strong, his blood is like golden soup, and the brilliance of spirituality flows. His muscles and bones are all refined, and he is not afraid of the pressure of the six generals, but the Yuchan in his arms cannot resist such a tyrannical force. Strength, although he did not make a sound, his face was pale, and his delicate body trembled slightly.
Although she is also a cultivation base in the early days of God Foundation, her real strength is more than ten times different from that of Feng Feiyun.
"Since you want to die, then I will send you to the West!" Feng Feiyun's brows gave birth to a cold look, he took out a jade box from his arms, opened the jade box, and a wisp of weeping burst out from inside. Qi, strong and inexplicable corrosive power.
It contains corpse poison, which Feng Feiyun secretly collected after helping Dongfang Jingyue heal her wounds in Cangsheng Dongfu that day. This corpse poison comes from an ancient corpse monk, and it can almost poison an expert like Dongfang Jingyue. It is definitely a top-notch poison.
Originally, Feng Feiyun planned to use it to deal with Shenji's Dzogchen-level opponents, but the Sixth World War was going to be fierce, so he had to kill the killer and give them this box of corpse poison.
"Bang!"
Feng Feiyun slapped the jade box with a palm, and the corpse poison inside immediately splashed, turning into a purple mist, and then broke through the pressure of the six war generals and sprinkled it directly on the six people.
Some of the corpse poison splashed out and landed on the terrace full of formations, instantly corroding the formation into blue smoke, igniting the terrace, and corpse fire emerged.
This is the terrible corpse poison of the ancient corpse after the second corpse transformation.
Above the seventh floor, a red shadow flew from the entire stunning building, and immediately extinguished all the corpse fires. Her speed was so abnormal that even Feng Feiyun only saw one. The afterimage knew that she was just a woman, but she didn't see her face clearly, and she didn't even see what material she was wearing.
As for the other cultivators, many of them didn't even see her passing by, and they only felt a light wind blowing by.
"Amazing!" Young Master Wuxia's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile.
"Thank you for your appreciation!" The red shadow disappeared into the clouds and smoke on the seventh floor, and made a charming and seductive voice, with a slightly seductive smile.
The corpse fire in the entire Juice Building was extinguished by her in an instant. Only the bodies of the six warriors were billowing with smoke, and the corpse poison corroded and penetrated the armor on their bodies, invading their flesh and blood.
"What a powerful poison, everyone shatters the armor, and must not be stained with a corpse poison."
"I feel so hot all over, and my body seems to be burning... Help..." A soldier suddenly screamed heartbreakingly. He was stained with a drop of corpse poison on his skin, and the roaring corpse fire started to burn from the skin. When he got up, his entire body was wrapped in flames like a torch.
Crackling!
The screams were endless, the flames in the armor shot into the sky, and the corpse gas and poison gas shrouded him. No matter how hard he struggled to resist, he could not escape the tragic situation of being burned by the corpse fire.
The screams became smaller and smaller, and finally only the sound of burning flames remained.
"Bang! Bang!"
An immortal cultivator at the peak of the god base was burned to black ashes like this, and the armor of the treasure level was burned, turning into pieces with flames and falling to the ground.
The flame has not been extinguished, it is still burning.
Both Wu Jiu and Wang Meng stopped fighting, and the other immortal cultivators were even more stunned, staring at Feng Feiyun in fear, as if they were looking at a demon, which was even more terrifying than poisonous snakes and beasts.
A warrior at the pinnacle of God's base, instantly turned into a pile of black ashes, making people unable to accept this reality.
Everyone instinctively took two steps back.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!"
The other five generals were relatively lucky. Before the corpse poison corroded and penetrated the armor, they shattered the armor with a spiritual tool and escaped.
It's just that their whole body was soaked with cold sweat at the moment. The moment just now made them feel infinitely close to death. Life and death were all in an instant, and they still have lingering fears. The eyes of Feng Feiyun have also changed. took a step back.
"You guys still want to fight?" Feng Feiyun glanced at them with a smile.
"It's natural to fight."
The five generals are all strong-minded people. Although they were frightened just now, but let them admit defeat in front of a young God-based youth, where will they put their faces in the future
They have never been afraid of anyone in the same realm, let alone a cultivator who is two small realms lower than himself.
The Five Great Wars will stand in the distance, and at the same time, the palm of the hand will condense a spiritual light, and a large black light will be cast, which will turn into a majestic shadow of a unicorn.
One person shot five unicorns, equivalent to the strength of 160,000 catties.
Five people joined hands, that is, the power of twenty-five unicorns, equivalent to the power of 800,000 catties.
Twenty-five gigantic unicorn phantoms, like thousands of troops and horses, were overwhelmingly pressing towards the wind and clouds, and people seemed so small in front of the unicorn, not to mention the twenty-five unicorns.
This is the true strength of the five generals. Many people began to flee for their lives, feeling that the formation of the stunning building would be smashed by the Qi Niu Qi, and the entire seven-story high-rise building would collapse.
Feng Feiyun is like a leaf, enduring the baptism of wind and rain, and it will be torn apart by wind and rain at any time. Even so, it is indifferent and has no fear.
"It's too disrespectful to the slave family. If you hurt my God of Wealth, who of you will take the responsibility?"
A seductive and lazy voice sounded, as if acting like a spoiled child.
No one saw her shadow.
But an enchanting woman wearing a red gauze dress stood in front of Feng Feiyun, with fragrant shoulders, attractive body fragrance, and blue silk like waterfalls.
Her skin was as white as jade, flowing with charming moisturizing, a slender and soft jade arm slowly stretched out, this hand was extremely soft.
With this slightly stretched palm, it directly shattered the phantoms of the twenty-five unicorns, and even the five swords were like kites with broken strings, and they flew out collectively, above the wall. It hit five big holes and fell on the street outside the stunning building.
With just one soft palm, he defeated all the warriors at the peak of the five gods, as easily as five scarecrows.