Sen Lin had seen Feng Feiyun on the bank of the holy lake, and he had a very deep impression on him. It should be said that the disciples of the Tenth Temple of Sen Luo had a deep impression of Feng Feiyun. This was a character that gave them a lot of headaches.
Sen Lin quickly steadied his pace and took a deep breath. How could he be so complacent? He was not the son of a demon who had fallen into the rotten blood of the King of Hell. What was there to be afraid of
It was the son of a demon!
Xue Yi and the other disciples in the seventh hall of the Senluo Temple were all slightly focused and vigilant. The former first genius of the Shenjin Dynasty, even if he had been infected with the rotten blood of the King of Hell, should not be underestimated.
The daughters of the Feng family all climbed up from the ground, their hair was messy, and their delicate robes were torn in many places. They tightly clutched their chests and stared at this young man who made all the Senluo Hall disciples feel like a great enemy. people.
Their beautiful eyes are full of curiosity, and they have long heard of this legendary Yingjie from the Feng family. Although he was expelled from the Feng family, there are still many young ladies and young masters of the Feng family who admire him. In the extreme, he regarded him as the pride of the children of the Feng family.
Feng Qingyu has an obsessive admiration for Feng Feiyun. This is the first genius of the Divine Jin Dynasty, the cousin who beat countless heroes to the ground. She wanted to see this cousin for a long time, and today she finally realized her dream. .
She was a little trembling with excitement, Meimei stared at Feng Feiyun carefully, and her eyes were full of idol worship. Even though he has been infected with the rotten blood of the King of Hell, his face is vicissitudes, but in her opinion, there is still a sense of heroism. His arrogance, no one else can compare with him.
"Since my cousin is back, then these evil people will definitely not be able to eat and walk around." Feng Qingyu thought so in her heart, and had a blind worship to Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun glanced at her slightly, Feng Qingyu's pretty face flushed immediately, her heart quickened, she lowered her head, not daring to face him.
"Cousin, these disciples of the evil sect want to bully me and my sister. You must avenge us and beat them all over the place." Feng Qinglan was quite young, and was stripped to only pink by the disciples of Senluo Temple. He was sitting on the ground, in red trousers, crying in pain.
Feng Feiyun walked over slowly, took off his wide cloth, put it on her, and said, "Although I am no longer a child of the Feng family, but since you called me cousin, then I will Don't allow anyone to bully you again."
Feng Feiyun is not an indifferent person. In his last life, he was a phoenix hatched from an egg shell. He has no parents, no siblings, and he doesn't know where he came from. So in this life, he places great importance on family affection. Even if he was expelled from the Feng family, what he hated in his heart was only the ancestors of the Feng family and the head of the Feng family, and he had no hatred for the other children of the Feng family.
Feng Qinglan's snow-white fingers tightly squeezed the cloth wrapped around her body, her heart beating extremely fast, as if she was hugged by her sweetheart.
"Shh!"
Xue Yi flew down from the warship, carrying a black spear, surrounded by two alien beast war spirits, and sneered: "Feng Feiyun, you are still the same as Nalan Hongtao. The son of the defeated demon, you are just a waste with a short life now."
Feng Feiyun turned around suddenly, his eyes became sharp, and two fiery rays burst out from his eyes. He took three steps backwards in a row, and his golden iron boots were trampled through.
"The son of the demon is just a short-lived ghost. I will take the demon blood from him and give it to the elders." A thin monkey-like disciple from the seventh hall of the Senluo Temple flew out, and the black robe fell off his body and turned into a A black evil wind shrouded the world.
"Kill the son of the demon, and you can make a name for yourself."
"Feng Feiyun dares to take care of our seventh hall, just touch the tiger's butt again and not teach him a lesson. He really thinks he is amazing."
Immediately, two more disciples from the seventh hall sacrificed their treasures, and each cast nine sorcerers, which turned into ripples suspended in the air, and the power was terrifying.
The few daughters of the Feng family were all scared to hide together, these evil sect disciples are too powerful, any one of them has a higher cultivation level than their fathers, just like Shura who came out of hell, "This legendary Cousin, can you really drive them away?"
Only two sisters, Feng Qingyu and Feng Qinglan, firmly believe in Feng Feiyun and have a kind of fanatical worship. They just want to see Feng Feiyun kill the Quartet heroically. This is their cousin who has always been regarded as an idol in their minds. Godly man.
Feng Feiyun stretched out his palm, the speed was not fast, but a phantom of a dragon and tiger formed on the palm of his hand, which was the power of a dragon and tiger.
The power of one tiger is equal to the power of ten oxen, which is 10,240,000 catties.
The power of a dragon and tiger can back a mountain, even some monks in the destiny realm may not be able to use the power of a dragon and tiger.
The phantom of a dragon and tiger with a height of dozens of feet appeared, with a dragon head and a tiger body, and its body was covered with scales. It was like a real ancient dragon and tiger was born, the size of a hill, which made people palpitate.
"Puff puff!"
The three disciples of the seventh hall were all smashed into the air by the power of the dragon and tiger.
Feng Feiyun took the initiative to take the initiative, killing decisively. His body was much faster than the wind speed. After just swimming around, seven screams rang out, and seven disciples of the seventh hall were smashed to pieces. The six internal organs, like a mass of mud, lay on the ground.
This scene was terrifying. All the disciples in the seventh hall who were still alive were so frightened that they turned their thighs. Two disciples turned around and fled, their bodies bounced up and turned into two black lights, and they flew there in just one breath. On the other end of the Jinhe River, there were only two black spots left, and they fled rapidly in the direction of Longzhe County.
"Pfft, puff!"
Feng Feiyun stood outside Tianmen, pointed out two fingers, two black pointing lights, directly pierced the two disciples of the seventh hall, lying straight on the ground, blood dripping from his body.
"Everyone is fighting, I don't believe that there are so many of us, and we can't match a mortal person." Xue Yi took the lead in killing a black spear, and he also rushed out with two alien beasts wrapped around him, with thirteen The elite disciple of the seventh hall rushed over with murderous aura.
Xue Yi is naturally not an easy generation. The younger generation in the seventh hall can dominate the roost, and his own talent is even more extraordinary.
"Dragon Emperor kills with one knife!"
A piece of white brilliance appeared in Feng Feiyun's hand, a huge stone knife was in his hand, his body stood upright, and he slashed out with a high dragon roar, and a long white dragon flew out.
After one slash, the thirteen elite disciples of the seventh hall were all chopped into two pieces, cut off at the waist, and all the internal organs turned into blood, which flowed out.
"Bang!"
The black spear in Xue Yi's hand was broken, and the two war spirits of alien beasts were smashed into pieces. There was a chi-long knife mark on his body. The domineering sword qi poured into his body and chopped his soul to pieces. The body fell straight down.
With just one knife, all fourteen elites in the seventh hall were beheaded, including Xue Yi, the hero of the younger generation.
Feng Feiyun withdrew the knife, propped up his body, and began to cough again.
The daughters of the Feng family were so shocked that their jaws dropped. This is the first genius of the legendary Shenjin Dynasty. He is so handsome and powerful. Killing those evil people is like cutting vegetables.
At the scene, only Sen Lin was left alive. At this moment, he was a little unsteady, and there was a cold sweat on his forehead.
"call out!"
A jade flying talisman flew out from Sen Lin's hand, turned into a white shuttle, and flew towards the sky. He wanted to send a message to the super powerhouse in the seventh hall.
Feng Feiyun swung a knife again, and then came first, smashing the jade flying talisman.
Sen Lin took this opportunity and wanted to escape, the blood on his body burned, he started the evil way, and increased his speed. A cloud of blood formed on his feet, and he wanted to fly away.
"Come back!" Feng Feiyun's voice sounded from above his head.
A huge palm print fell from the sky, flames lingered on it, and there were countless dense patterns, which directly crushed Sen Lin's body and shattered it into powder.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and it didn't take more than a minute from the beginning to the end, and all the disciples of the seventh hall were killed on the spot.
Even so, Feng Feiyun still didn't feel a sense of accomplishment. The monks in the seventh hall were more than one level stronger than Zhi Feng's family. They had been in Longzhe County for four days. The ancestral land was breached
If the people in the seventh hall were to break the Feng family's ancestral land, the Feng family would definitely be exterminated, and the Jiu Jiu gua robe would also be taken away, which Feng Feiyun never saw far away.
"The Jiu Jiu robe is the only thing that my mother left me. If anyone dares to pay attention to it, I will put him in a dilemma." Feng Feiyun thought so in his heart, so he stopped and moved towards Longzhe County. rush.
"Cousin Feiyun, wait a minute." Feng Qingyu gathered up the courage to catch up.
Feng Feiyun stopped and didn't look back, said: "What's the matter?"
Feng Qingyu's eyes were crystal clear, and she said with tears in her eyes: "The evil people in the seventh hall of Senluo Temple slaughtered my family. My father, uncle and grandfather all died at their hands. My sister and I are homeless. Can I follow you?"
Feng Qinglan also bit her lip gently, with tears in her eyes, staring at Feng Feiyun pitifully.
"No." After Feng Feiyun said this, he stepped on Samsara's speed, turned into a breeze, crossed the Jinhe River with blue water, and crossed the Wuzhe Mountains, like a ghost in the air. , rushing towards the ancestral land of the Feng family.
If there is no corrupt blood of the King of Hell, and the Feng family has not encountered the predicament of extermination, Feng Feiyun naturally does not mind bringing these two charming cousins, even if they are put to sleep, they will not feel sorry for them.
There are too many examples of this kind of little girl worshiping her big brother and then being pushed down.
Although they are both children of the Feng family, the blood in their bodies is already very weak, and they are separated by many generations. need.
But now that time is pressing, how can Feng Feiyun have time to take care of a few girls? Besides, the presence of the eighth elder is enough to protect their safety, and now he wants to retrieve the robe left by his mother before he dies.