By the holy lake, there are many monks, and many people with strong cultivation bases can see that the strength of Feng Feiyun is not much different from that of Nalan Hongtao. The name is left on the holy monument, which will never be forgotten.
Feng Feiyun's talent has already made many people feel uneasy.
The scarlet blood blade flew out from the depths of the snowfield, and a billowing wave of blood slammed into Feng Feiyun's vest.
In the dark, someone shot.
This man feared the revenge of the God King and did not show up.
After all, Feng Feiyun is the descendant of the God King, and there are not many people who dare to take action against him.
"Bang!"
An iron sword flew out of the sky, knocking the crimson blood blade into the air.
Su Xue's figure flashed, and he fell to Feng Feiyun's side. The iron sword Yujian in his hand flew out and flew into the snow field, and there was a scream from inside.
The iron sword flew back with blood and fell into her hands.
There was blood on the corner of Feng Feiyun's mouth, but he smiled: "I didn't expect you to help at a critical moment."
Su Xue didn't give him a single glance, and stared at the Quartet with cold eyes, "You save me once, I save you once, and we are all cleared."
"The two are cleared, the two are cleared..." Feng Feiyun was secretly recovering from his injuries, but he did not forget the smile on his face, feeling that Su Xue was not as indifferent on the surface.
There are murderous intentions in the dark, and many people are already ready to make a move. There are at least a dozen powerful murderous auras, including the older generation of cultivators.
Swish!
A white light came from the sky and landed on the shore of the holy lake. His sleeves danced with the wind. His heroic appearance was unparalleled in the past and present. It wasn't who Su Yun was. He smiled and said, "I didn't come back late, did I?"
"Haha! Since Brother Su is back, my life can be saved today." Feng Feiyun laughed.
Su Yun was originally fighting against Yan Ziyu, but after receiving the summons from Su Xue, he hurried back.
After Su Yun appeared, the younger generation of monks present put away their murderous aura and wanted to kill in front of Su Yun, but they didn't have the ability.
One after another, the jade flying talismans rushed out of the sky, and these young monks had already passed the news.
Sunset Peak.
In the ancient temple, the light of that Buddha lamp is immortal.
Feng Feiyun was sitting cross-legged under a sleeping Buddha, his body was wrapped in aura, he had already drank the healing medicine, and he was recovering quickly.
It was impossible for other people to recover from such a serious injury without half a month of recuperation, but Feng Feiyun took only three hours to be completely intact and returned to its peak state.
This is the power of the undead phoenix.
"Brother Feng, today is really a show of prowess, the well-deserved first world of the Shenjin Dynasty." Su Yun walked in, her voice was flat with a hint of laughter, Ji Yunyun stood beside him, silent.
Su Xue held the iron sword and followed behind, standing at the gate of the temple, but did not walk in.
Feng Feiyun's face was solemn, and he said: "There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people. No one dares to be the first."
Su Yun nodded approvingly, "If you can understand this, I'll be more relieved. Your injury is recovering too quickly, I feel your breath is full, and your blood is strong. Did you recover in just a few hours? Have a three-level cultivation base?"
"It has returned to its peak!" Feng Feiyun didn't hide it at all.
Even Su Xue, who was standing at the door, was slightly moved by it. The speed of recovery from her injuries was simply too fast. The corners of her mouth moved, and no one could hear what she said.
Su Yun paused and said, "You have to leave here as soon as possible. The younger generation of monks have already spread the news, and soon the older generation of monks will come, and there must be many people who want to take your life."
"Where to?" Feng Feiyun said.
"You can go anywhere, as long as they can't find you, wait until half a year later on the moon-eaten night, when you cross the holy monument, engrave your name, and have the luck of the holy monument, it will not be so easy for them to kill you. "Su Yun said.
Feng Feiyun shook his head and said, "It's useless, when the Tengu eats the moon in half a year, there will be more powerhouses beside the holy lake to kill me, and they won't give me a chance to put my name on the holy monument. "
Su Yun naturally thought of this, and said, "Maybe you can ask the King of God to come forward."
Feng Feiyun shook his head: "On the ancient road back to the Vientiane Pagoda, there must be countless strong people waiting for me to send me to the door. If I can't get back to the Vientiane Pagoda at all, I will die on the way."
Su Yun said, "Then what are your plans?"
"Give me two days, I'm sure I can defeat Nalan Hongtao and leave my name on the holy monument." Feng Feiyun said with great confidence.
Su Yun stared at Feng Feiyun tightly. Although his eyes were already blind, those eyes were still vivid. After a while, he said, "Okay! In the past two days, no one has been able to walk into the ancient temple. "
His voice was extremely firm.
Su Yun knew that Feng Feiyun's cultivation still had room for improvement. He definitely planned to take advantage of these two days to raise his cultivation to a new level.
In the past two days, a large number of masters have not come to the holy lake. It is a blank time. This is the only chance for Feng Feiyun to leave his name on the holy monument.
In the ancient temple, only Feng Feiyun was left to sit alone, and he took out the last three remaining spirit grasses, which could help him open 30 life acupuncture points.
Now 216 life points have been opened!
The number of spirit grasses is still too small. If Feng Feiyun has inexhaustible spirit grasses, he will be able to directly hit the top of the Great Perfection of the God Foundation, and he will have a greater chance of defeating Nalan Hongtao.
Its daybreak!
Chaoyang was born, driving away the darkness and ushering in a new day.
There were turbulent waves on the shore of the holy lake, and earth-shattering events happened, but in the ancient city of Qianhua, last night was more lively than the holy lake.
The seven demon girls of Sen Luo Temple were auctioned at Silver Hook Square, and almost all of the evil sect powerhouses of the Ten Sen Luo Temple were present, and they wanted to buy all the seven demon girls back.
This was originally planned by a scholar and Dongfang in one night!
The purpose of the scholar in the sky is to contain the masters of the evil sect, so that the outstanding talents of the Vientiane Pagoda will not encounter such powerful enemies as the highnesses of the Senluo Hall when they break through the sacred monument.
The purpose of Dongfang Yiye is naturally to make a lot of money.
It was originally planned to sell the seven demon girls back to the Tenth Temple of Sen Luo.
However, a change has occurred.
A young man named Nangong Hongbi spent a lot of money in the Silver Hook Square last night. It was originally an auction for the evil sect masters of the Tenth Temple of Sen Luo, but he completely suppressed the limelight.
In the end, the seven demon girls of the evil sect were all sold at sky-high prices and bought by Nangong Hongbi, making the master of the Tenth Palace of Sen Luo vomit blood.
The loss of face in front of Nangong Hongbi is simply greater than the loss of face in front of Feng Feiyun.
The Tenth Temple of Sen Luo dispatched experts to kill them, and wanted to kill Nangong Hongbi secretly, so that they could recapture the seven demon girls without spending a single spirit grass.
However, the masters dispatched by the Tenth Temple of Sen Luo never returned. In the end, even Nangong Hongbi and the seven demon girls from the evil sect disappeared without a trace, as if they had evaporated from the world.
This matter has been widely spread in the ancient city of Qianhua, causing a lot of trouble in the city.
In the ancient city of Qianhua, in a mansion.
Ten thousand plums are in full bloom, red than azaleas. In the depths of the plum forest, there is an ancient bamboo pavilion. From the pavilion, there is a soft sound of guzheng, and the music is extraordinarily ethereal in the flying snow.
Nangong Hongyan was sitting in the pavilion, with a beautiful figure, with a layer of white gauze on her face, which covered the world-shattering face under her beautiful eyes. The long, jet-black hair fluttered in the wind and snow, and her slender fingers stroked the strings faster.
Suddenly, the guzheng stopped abruptly, and her fingers lifted gently.
In the Merlin, Xuewu stepped on the flying snow, and landed outside the pavilion, holding a green-glazed oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and said with a smile, "Sister, you are still in the mood to play "Snow on Mo Shang"."
Nangong Hongyan gently wiped her fingers with a white gauze, and Shi Shiran smiled and said, "Those people in Senluo Palace are still looking for us?"
Xuewu nodded and said, "They would never have dreamed that we would be in Princess Luofu's Qianmei Manor. In fact, I have never been able to figure out why my elder sister would pay such a high price to buy those seven demon girls back. not worth it."
"It's worth it." Nangong Hongyan said: "The people from the Tenth Palace of Senluo dare to issue a kill order to Feng Feiyun and make them lose face once, it's already easy."
Xuewu looked worried and did not agree with Nangong Hongyan's approach, which would offend the entire Senluo Palace, which was not worth it, but she did not dare to say it, and said: "Then how to deal with these seven witches, keep the generals. It's a scourge."
Nangong Hongyan said with a smile: "They have already put on the Blood Ban Profound Bracelet, and they have become my servants from now on. If they want to disobey me, then they are dead ends. Let them go back!"
"Okay, then I'll let them go." With a bright smile on Xue Wu's face, she already understood Nangong Hongyan's intention, paused, and said solemnly: "There is one thing, sister, maybe you don't know yet. ."
Nangong Hongyan pressed her finger on the string and asked casually, "What's the matter?"
"Last night by the holy lake, Feng Feiyun almost defeated Nalan Hongtao in his heyday and became the first genius of the veritable Shenjin Dynasty." Xuewu said.
Nangong Hongyan took a deep breath, her heart was uneasy, and she said with a smile, "This is the biggest happy event I heard today."
Nangong Hongyan suddenly raised her dark eyebrows, and a dignified look appeared in her beautiful eyes, and said, "No, this is not a happy event."
Nangong Hongyan is so smart, she can analyze the danger in an instant.
Xue Wu's face was not good-looking, and said: "It's really not a happy event. Now all the monks are rushing to the holy lake. Some people have analyzed that Feng Feiyun is breaking through the realm and will break into the holy monument in two days. For my sister, it is a big happy event, but for many people, this is a big bad thing. Many people will take action within two days, obliterating Feng Feiyun, and will not give him a chance to name the holy monument. "
"Who dares? Whoever dares to do it, whoever will die!" Nangong Hongyan snorted coldly, and a murderous aura rose from her body, causing the blood dance outside the pavilion to shudder.
This was the first time she had seen Nangong Hongyan's murderous aura so cold.