The method of killing is terrible, is this just a fourteen- or five-year-old boy
"go!"
The remaining three elders of the ancient land all felt an inexplicable cold, and they fled in fear. As soon as the legs rotate on the ground, the whole body sinks into the ground.
"You can't leave!"
Feng Feiyun condensed the black water technique on his fingers, mobilizing the soil moisture in the surrounding area, condensing it into ice slag, the soil suddenly became harder than iron, and a thick layer of cold condensed on the ground. ice.
Ji Xiaonu was stunned by this kind of thaumaturgy, and said dumbly: "This is also the technique in the "Eight Techniques Scroll". Feng Da bastard has only practiced for a few days, and it has reached such a level?"
"His talent is too high." Ji Xinnu said.
The "Eight Techniques Scroll" was handed over to Feng Feiyun by Ji Xinnu himself. I thought that even if Feng Feiyun had the means of a treasure hunter, it would take at least three years to cultivate a trace of achievement, but now it has only been a month. Before that, he understood the way, and she was overjoyed by this talent.
If he can keep his promise and help our two sisters take revenge, it is not impossible to give him the holy fetus of Yang, Ji Xinnu thought so.
"Bang!"
The ice on the entire ground shattered, and three bloody corpses were blown out from the ground, their flesh and blood lying on the ground.
The five elders of the ancient land were all dead, and the whole process took no more than three minutes.
Luo Shixiong swallowed wildly, and he couldn't believe his eyes. A fourteen- or fifteen-year-old boy actually killed five elders of the ancient land tribe, yet he seemed so relaxed.
Murong Zhuo couldn't laugh anymore, he took a deep breath: "His methods are really cruel!"
A gust of cold wind blew, making Murong Zhuo feel a little cold in his vest, Feng Feiyun was already standing behind him, his voice almost rang in his ears: "Whoever treats me ruthlessly, I will go back even harder. "
Murong Zhuo was startled, swooped down three steps, turned and stared at Feng Feiyun, feeling a little cramp in his body, unable to move.
This is an instinctive reaction. Although his cultivation is a realm higher than Feng Feiyun, there is an illusion of invincibility.
Not only him, Luo Shixiong and Gu Lianqiu both retreated, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Feng Feiyun glanced at them with a smile, and said, "How many are you safe?"
"You'd better not mess around. The Vientiane Tower is in front of you. Anyone who dares to kill people in the area of the Vientiane Tower will be punished by the law enforcement team." Murong Zhuo calmed down and said righteously.
It is forbidden to kill in the Vientiane Tower. Anyone who dares to openly kill in the Vientiane Tower will be arrested by the law enforcement team and imprisoned in the "prison tower", and the law enforcement team will even bring the murderers to justice on the spot.
Feng Feiyun smiled and said, "Isn't this an area that has not yet entered the Vientiane Tower?"
The faces of the three of them changed again.
"I am the daughter of the patriarch of the ancient family of Nantaifu. If you dare to touch me, you will be killed." Gu Lianqiu was really a little scared. After all, although she is a beastmaster, she has a position in the world of immortality. Respect, but their own combat power is too far behind.
Feng Feiyun's appearance of killing without blinking just now was like an unparalleled fierce devil, frightening her pampered daughter-in-law.
"The ancient family of Nantaifu?" Feng Feiyun felt familiar, and suddenly remembered that it was a large immortal cultivator family that had a good relationship with the Feng family. Of course, it was completely incomparable to the overlord-level ancient family like the Feng family.
It is also a top second-tier power.
"You haven't even heard of the Gu family?" Gu Lianqiu secretly scolded Feng Feiyun for being a bum with no knowledge, so he added another sentence: "Our Gu family is on good terms with the Feng family, the overlord of Nantai Mansion, if you mess with it Incredible."
"My master is the master of the third floor of the alchemy tower, and his cultivation has reached the realm of destiny. If you touch me, you will be unable to move an inch when you reach the Vientiane Tower." Luo Shixiong is an alchemist, and he is extremely talented in alchemy. Gao, speaking is also quite emboldened.
They all began to report their families, fearing that the young man in front of him was a murderous demon who would kill them here.
Murong Zhuo had already reached the mid-level of the Divine Foundation, but he was an artifact refiner who seldom fought against people, and he had never personally killed anyone, and was stunned by Feng Feiyun's murderous appearance just now. Some stammered: "I... I am the second young master of Zhentianhoufu. If you touch me, it will be a big deal."
"Haha!" Feng Feiyun felt very funny in his heart. He had even offended all the top immortal gates in Nantai Mansion. Is he still afraid of their threats
what!
Feng Feiyun raised his eyebrows and said solemnly, "You just said you were the second young master of Zhentianhoufu?"
"Second Young Master!" Murong Zhuo had long since lost his arrogance and nodded yes.
"Then your father's eight concubines are in the Vientiane Tower?" Feng Feiyun asked eagerly.
The three people present were stunned at the same time, staring at Feng Feiyun with strange eyes.
As soon as they came, they inquired about the eight concubines of the shocking weather. This kid not only cultivated against the sky, but also had a bold face. Of course, they could only think about it in their hearts, and dared not say it at all.
Murong Zhuo became even more depressed, and said daringly, "Ba Niang is already forty-two years old, she is very old, and she is frail and sickly, and she is old and degenerate, and she already has a child, and..."
Feng Feiyun blushed. Originally, he just wanted to help Liu Shisheng to find out about his child, but he was misunderstood as a bad young man with special hobbies.
"Ahem, I just want to know that the eight concubine's children are in the Vientiane Tower!" Feng Feiyun said.
"At... at..." Murong Zhuo said repeatedly.
Although Liu himself didn't say what he asked Feng Feiyun to do when he was dying, but he kept thinking about his child, so Feng Feiyun came to the Vientiane Tower anyway, so fortunately, he went to see his child. You can help him if necessary.
Feng Feiyun stared at the three of them, staring at them until they backed up again and again, hehe smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth, then hummed a little song, turned around and left without killing them.
After Feng Feiyun walked away, the three of them took a deep breath, and the white Confucian clothes on their bodies were soaked with cold sweat.
"Let him be proud first! When I go to the Vientiane Tower, I have a hundred ways to deal with him." Luo Shixiong stared at Feng Feiyun's leaving back, and said coldly.
"Although his cultivation is strong, the masters of the Vientiane Pagoda are like clouds. All the top 300 outstanding people on the "Hundred Pagodas List" have the power to kill him. I know one of them, and he has already practiced in retreat in the Wu Pagoda. Twenty-three years later, his cultivation has almost reached the Great Consummation of the God Base, ranking 278th on the "Hundred Pagodas List", killing him is like slaughtering a pig and a dog." Murong Zhuo's anger surged, it was too embarrassing just now.