Feng Feiyun slowly walked into the legendary most dangerous place in Lingzhou City, the Blood Eagle Courtyard.
The twenty-eight cars with large boxes had already been brought into the backyard by Boss Wu.
The one hundred and thirty-six domestic slaves who were originally captured in the Blood Eagle Compound were tied to the pillars with ropes and completely lost their ability to move.
Feng Feiyun didn't look at these bound slaves at all, but looked at the third master who was sitting inside the gate. It was rumored that the third master was over a hundred years old, and he was simply an immortal old monster.
The third master sat safely on the ivory chair, the black black robe on his body was rattled by the wind, and his withered left face had no trace of blood, just like an old ghost in the night, looking particularly ferocious.
There is a price to be paid for practicing the evil cultivation technique of "Mending the Heavens and Evil Eyes"!
What's the point of making yourself invisible
Feng Feiyun sighed, straightened his waist, and said neither humble nor arrogant: "Today is a good day for the third master's birthday, is this the third master's way of hospitality?"
Feng Feiyun pointed to the servants who were tied to the pillars, and there was some dissatisfaction in his words.
"Quack! Show Master Feng some tea!"
The third master seemed to have not heard what Feng Feiyun was referring to. With a sinister smile on his face, he gently touched the black wrench above his thumb. , There are seven ancient teeny small characters carved on the wall, like seven grimace, which is extraordinarily mysterious.
This black wrench was stolen by the third master from the Senluo Temple. It is a quasi-spiritual weapon. It is extremely hard. Even the sharpest sword can't cut it. It doesn't melt at all.
Sixty years ago, the third master escaped from the Senluo Palace just to get this Miaogui's finger.
But after stealing Miaogui's wrench, he regretted it, because this Miaogui's wrench had no other function except that it was several times stronger than a treasure, and could only be regarded as a top-notch quasi-spiritual weapon.
For a quasi-spiritual weapon, it is not worth it to avoid the 60 years of pursuit by the masters of Sen Luo Temple.
"Miaogui's finger is the top secret treasure of Senluo Temple. I once heard an elder in Senluo Temple say that Miaogui's finger has a great origin, but it was dug out from an ancient Jedi tomb, and it cannot be just one piece. A quasi-spirit weapon is so simple, it must have other functions that I haven't noticed."
The third master looked at the seven ancient characters on the wall of the wrench, and felt that he saw seven ghost eyes staring at him. If he could decipher the meaning of these eight ancient characters, he might be able to explain the mystery of Miaogui's wrench. Uncover.
He thought so in his mind!
Feng Feiyun's eyes also noticed the black wrench on the third master's thumb, and he secretly thought that this should be the quasi-spiritual weapon mastered by the third master.
The power of the quasi-spiritual tool is huge, and it must be handled carefully. I wonder if the masters of the Silver Hook Fang have arrived
"Why haven't the masters of Silver Hook Square appeared yet?"
Although Feng Feiyun acted calmly and indifferently, a trace of anxiety began to arise in his heart. If the masters of Silver Hook Square did not come, then all his strategies would be in vain.
To deal with a master like the third master, it's not enough to rely on a butler Liu.
Today is the birthday of the third master. Originally, the most prominent people in Lingzhou City would come to congratulate, but until night fell, there were still no other guests. Only Feng Feiyun and Liu Steward were sitting in the lobby.
The birthday banquet looks empty!
Big men in black clothes with red cloth belts around their waists patrol the courtyard, each with gleaming eyes, sneering faces, and a bright big knife in his hand, which is particularly dazzling.
A gust of cold wind blew over, making Feng Feiyun feel the piercing coolness, and when he looked up, he happened to see the evil eyes of the third master.
These eyes are full of evil, like a bloody knife piercing Feng Feiyun's soul. If it is an ordinary person, it is estimated that if he glances at it, his soul will be dissipated.
But Feng Feiyun possesses the soul of a phoenix, how powerful the soul is, even if the third master's cultivation is ten times stronger, it is impossible to hurt his soul.
"Hey, this kid is weird, he's not afraid of my evil eye. Could it be that he is carrying a certain spiritual treasure to resist the evil eye's killing power?" The third master was condensed, he naturally did not believe that Feng Feiyun could rely on With his own strength, he blocked the evil eye, thinking that Feng Feiyun had blocked his invisible attack by relying on foreign objects.
After all, "Mending Heaven's Evil Eye" is one of the twelve evil arts of Senluo Temple. Although the third master has not cultivated to Mahayana, he is still very powerful.
The third master's eyes burst into black light, and he planned to use all his strength to kill people with his eyes.
Feng Feiyun naturally wouldn't sit still, he stood up suddenly, instead of retreating, he stepped forward, carrying his hands on his back, walked directly towards the third master, and said, "Third master, today's hospitality really disappoints me!"
Feng Feiyun's eyes are clear, with a pair of black pupils, staring closely at the third master's evil eye, without flinching at all, with a hint of a smile.
To make up for the evil eye with the naked eye!
But the third master couldn't laugh at all. It was really incredible. Even if Feng Feiyun had Lingbao on his body, it was impossible to block the evil eye of mending the sky at such a close distance.
What's more, he actually looked at the evil eye of the sky!
What's happening here
The third master was heartbroken, and shouted that this son must not be kept, it will be a disaster in the future.
"Bang!"
The third master pinched the corners of the table into powder with his fingers, and a grim smile appeared on his dry face: "Feng Feiyun, are you my guest? Don't think that I don't know the purpose of your visit today, even your father Feng Feiyun. Wan Peng doesn't even dare to destroy my Eagle Claw Gang, can you do it just by relying on you little boy with a yellow mouth?"
The third master stood up suddenly, stretched out his hand and made a move. Hundreds of men in black suits gathered around, each with a black iron sword, murderous, and surrounded Feng Feiyun and Butler Liu in the center.
Butler Liu jumped up, stood in front of Feng Feiyun, and protected him, his face became extremely solemn.
Feng Feiyun's expression remained the same, he slowly walked out from behind Steward Liu, with a slight smile on his face, and said, "People who are more than 100 years old are still so restless, and you are too heavy. Hold your breath."
Feng Feiyun did not hide the smile in his eyes at all, so that everyone present felt that he was insidious.
"What do you mean?" The third master narrowed his eyes and had a bad premonition.
"boom!"
A loud bang came from the blood eagle compound, with the power of destruction.
"Boom!"
The ground trembled, the sound of an explosion was deafening, the house collapsed, wooden pillars flew horizontally, and a large flame followed, shrouding the entire Blood Eagle compound in a sea of fire.
The black-clothed men who were still majestic just now were all scared to the ground, fleeing from the scourge, and some even cried heartbreakingly, like the sound of slaughtering a pig.
"What the hell is going on?" The third master yelled, still standing tall, standing in the spreading fire, his face was full of black energy, like a ghost.
"Third Master, the big thing is bad, Feng Feiyun, the bastard, actually hid an elite city guard in twenty-eight carts, and even carried kerosene and thunder god stones. Now the entire Blood Eagle compound It's been ruined."
Boss Wu rushed over from the sea of fire and knelt in front of the third master. His face was burnt black, his hair was burnt out, and black smoke was exhaled from his mouth. .
"Waste!" The third master was trembling with anger, slapped him with a slap, turned into a black cloud, and directly smashed Boss Wu into pieces, and his flesh and blood splattered on the ground.
Twenty-eight carts, each carrying four large boxes, each box can hold two people, so a total of 224 city guard sergeants can be loaded.
These two hundred and twenty-four talents are the real elites. Once they make a move, they will let Eagle Claw help hurt their muscles and bones.
Ming Xiu plank road, dark Chencang!
The flames are still spreading, burning more vigorously.
The dazzling fire light illuminates the Lingzhou City at night extraordinarily bright.
The walls of the blood eagle compound are tall and deep, even with the thunder god stone, it may not be able to blast away. It was originally an indestructible fortress, but now it has become the burial place of thousands of members of the Eagle Claw Gang, and they can't even escape. escape.
The third master laughed loudly, with a particularly grim smile: "Feng Feiyun, the old man underestimates you. But if you want to kill me, I'm afraid it's not enough."
"boom!"
The third master slammed the soles of his feet, and the whole person flew upside down and flew directly to the top of the fence that was dozens of meters high. Standing on an arrow tower, his hands were spread out, and two black auras overflowed from the fingers. , like two large black suns hanging in the air.
In the two black auras, there are two graphic imprints, one is like a "ghost spectrum", and the other is like a "war sword".
They are all bred with terrifying power and shocking people.
"Oops, the third master wants to open the soul-suppressing blood formation. If he is allowed to open the soul-suppressing blood formation, all of us will die here." Feng Feiyun rushed out of the sea of fire, holding the red dragon sword, angered and rushed towards the crown. Killed at the top of the wall, trying to prevent the third master from opening the soul-suppressing blood formation.
At this moment, Steward Liu was fighting bloody battles with hundreds of black-clothed men.
Feng Feiyun is now in the middle of Lingyin's cultivation base, and he can step five feet away in one step, which is like flying.
The third master stood on the wall of dozens of meters high, with disdain in his eyes, his hands clasped together, and he shouted: "Soul Soul Blood Formation, open!"
His full head of white hair stood up, and the two imprints merged in his hands, and a mighty power that destroyed the world was born. At this moment, he was like an evil god descending.
The two black auras turned into the size of a human head, like a black hole, swallowing the world.
"boom!"
This force is more than ten times stronger, and the wind is blowing, like a giant beast roaring, and the sea is tumbling. Even the ground began to crack a little bit, as if something was about to break out from the ground.
Feng Feiyun was hit hard by this force, so he could only insert the broken knife on the ground and was forced to defend it so that he would not be knocked flying by the powerful shock wave.
The blade rubbed the cracks in the stone and made a "chichi" sound, and slowly moved back with Feng Feiyun's body.
The third master was originally the realm of the middle stage of Xiangen, which was three small realms higher than Feng Feiyun. With the addition of the soul-suppressing blood formation, he was simply able to defy the sky. Too powerful to contend with!
"A song is heartbroken, where can I find a soulmate in the end of the world!"
Some people play the pipa at night, and the sound of the pipa is beautiful and touching.
A sound of pipa sounded from above the sky, piercing the sky, and a ray of sound waves flew from the sky like a blade.
The third master's body suddenly shook, and even if he didn't move, the whole person seemed to be petrified.
"Stab!"
The third master's body was blown into two halves, as if there was an invisible knife that split him open.
Blood splattered and stained the walls red.
The third master's body fell from the high fence and shattered.
The strong man in the middle stage of the immortal root actually died under the sound of a pipa
Everyone was shocked, who was playing the pipa just now
Butler Liu was shocked! Feng Wanpeng in the distance was also shocked!
Feng Feiyun held the Red Dragon Broken Knife, his face was full of shock, he rubbed his cold palms, looked towards the direction outside the Xueying compound, and said, "Damn, this old woman's cultivation is too high. It's terrible, it must have surpassed the realm of Xiangen. It's not simple, it's not simple."
"boom!"
As soon as Feng Feiyun's voice fell, a collapsing sound sounded.
The three-foot-thick stone wall suddenly cracked, and then the entire wall collapsed and turned into a thick powder.
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. This pipa sound was too perverted. It killed the third master, destroyed the soul-suppressing blood formation, and shattered the city wall.
This... This is the power of man