The young talents present were staring at Feng Feiyun with astonishment. The tone of the young man in front of him was too loud. This is the capital of the gods, the place where peerless geniuses gather. After all, be safe.
Besides, it is not easy to provoke Tianhou Mansion. It is not difficult to defeat Tang, but it is absolutely impossible for him to kneel down and apologize to a woman.
Zen Master Yifan's eyes were as clear as two ponds, and he said, "Amitabha, benefactor, you must not kill!"
At this time, under the "Ask the Buddha Platform", there was a sound of breaking wind, and two rays of light rushed over the Buddha wall and landed on the Buddha's platform almost at the same time.
These two are both handsome and handsome men. They are dressed in bright clothes and wear Baoguang armor.
"Li Fengxian, you have been practicing at the Vientiane Tower for so many years, but you have some skills!" said one of the 8-foot-tall Yingwei men with purple skin on his back.
Li Fengxian said with a smile: "Tang Ao, I heard that you have entered the door of an expert hermit, and you are impatient in your practice!"
It was the two young marquis from Hutianhou Mansion and Bakutianhou Mansion who came.
Among them, Li Fengxian is the eldest son of Hu Tianhou. He has some friendship with Feng Feiyun in the Vientiane Tower. Now Li Fengxian has passed the calamity and reached the first level of destiny.
Tang Aozhuoran stood on the platform of asking Buddha, a pair of tiger eyes glanced at the talented and talented people present, and said solemnly: "Ye everyone, you will immediately board the platform of asking Buddha, everyone will give me silence, if anyone dares to make a sound, Don't blame me, Tang, for being rude if you disturb everyone's incense at night."
Tang Ao and Li Fengxian were also Ye Xiaoxiang's fans. They came here on purpose to control the situation at the Buddhist altar, fearing that there would be unrest here.
These are the two young marquis, the future heirs of the Marquis of Tianhou Mansion, and they represent the will of Tianhou Mansion. Their status and status are far from comparable to that of Li Fengxin and Tang Zhenzhen. There are really few people present who dare to challenge them.
Therefore, as soon as Tang Ao spoke, the entire forum became quiet, so the monks stepped back slightly.
Bu Jun said coldly: "I'm afraid that won't work. Even if the King of Heaven comes to offer the incense, it will have to wait until those bastards kneel down and apologize to Miss Yuchan."
The audience was silent for a long time, and Bu Jun's voice could be heard in the audience, very clear.
Feng Feiyun stood at the front, and naturally it was the same attitude.
At this time, the two young masters realized that the situation of the Buddha Terrace was not right.
Tang Zhenzhen saw Tang Ao coming, and he was so happy that he fell from the sky, got up from the ground, held an arm that was about to fall off his shoulders, ran behind Tang Ao, and said, "Second brother, that kid wants me to give one The prostitute knelt down and apologized, and said that the prostitute was a member of the family, which is simply an insult to the night fairy, only the night fairy can be called 'everyone' in the gods."
"It's just that you embarrassed Tianhou Mansion, go back and take care of you." Tang Ao stared at Tang Huanzhen coldly, Tang Huanzhen was inexplicably in awe of this second brother, and quickly lowered his head, answering repeatedly.
Tang Ao raised his head and stared at Feng Feiyun, his brows wrinkled slightly, and he naturally felt the powerful aura coming from Feng Feiyun.
On the contrary, after seeing Feng Feiyun, Li Fengxian immediately had a look of surprise and joy on his face, and greeted him directly, "Brother Feng, after coming to the Zhonghuang Mansion, you won't come to Hutianhou Mansion to talk to me. That's not enough friends!"
Feng Feiyun greeted: "I also just arrived at the Imperial Palace, and I haven't entered the capital of God yet."
Li Fengxian nodded and said worriedly, "The rotten blood of the King of Hell on your body..."
"This matter will be mentioned later." Feng Feiyun didn't want people to know that he had resolved the secret of the rotten blood of the King of Hell.
Li Feng saw that Li Fengxin and Zhu Ming from Hutianhou Mansion were also there, so they walked over and asked them what was going on
Li Fengxin and Zhu Ming had long been shocked and inexplicable. This young man was actually old acquaintances with his own little Marquis, and it seemed that Little Marquis treated him with three points of courtesy.
After Li Fengxin told about the Dragon Qi pulse in the future, he secretly asked, "Brother, who is he?"
"You don't know who he is?" Li Fengxian was slightly surprised.
Li Fengxin smiled awkwardly, only to realize at this moment that he really never asked the other party's name
"He's the third flower boy of "Under the Epic World List"!" Li Fengxian said.
"What? The son of the demon..." Li Fengxin stared at the boy standing in front of him in horror. This was the rumored first genius of the Jin Dynasty, and his combat power was ranked in the "Under Epic World Ranking". The third child of the demon.
Both Li Fengxin and Zhu Ming had a feeling that their legs were weak and their heads were dizzy. They actually called themselves brothers and sisters to the son of the demon. If they were to brag about it with other Tianhou children, it would be a shameful thing.
In Feng Feiyun's eyes, there were two groups of crimson flames. The center of the flames was wrapped with the shadows of two phoenixes. The two crimson flames flew out from the eyes and slammed into Tang Ao's body. Tang Ao's armor was on fire.
Tang Ao's face changed, and a purple mansion glowed from his dantian, and forty-nine cold air swept through his body before extinguishing the flames on his body. Puffs of black smoke.
Tang Ao sacrificed a piece of white divine iron, a piece of iron that was naturally conceived, about a foot square, in the shape of an octagon, guarded in front of him, and said solemnly: "Who are you? You know that you offended me. If the Heavenly Marquis Mansion explodes, it will be impossible to move even in the gods."
"You don't have to know."
When Feng Feiyun said these words, the speed of reincarnation unfolded on his feet, and before the words fell, he was already standing in front of Tang Ao.
This speed is simply too fast, even a strong man like Tang Ao only saw a shadow, and Feng Feiyun was already standing within three steps of him.
Tang Ao was able to become the young marquis of the Tianhou Mansion. Naturally, he also had his own advantages. Although he was surprised, he was not frightened. ", a white flame emerged from the divine iron and condensed into a cloud of fire.
Although Tang Ao was also at the first level of Destiny, he was much stronger than the average cultivator of the first level of Destiny. More than 1,700 Zifu auras had been transformed into his body.
"boom!"
Feng Feiyun slapped the palm of his hand, and directly smashed the white divine iron, together with Tang Ao, and flew out. The sound of broken bones came from his body, and he slammed to the ground.
Feng Feiyun was in the realm of God's Great Perfection, and he was able to defeat the first-level Destiny Ni Tianjun. Now that he has reached the first level of Destiny, he is about to break through to the second-level of Destiny. Characters don't really need much effort.
With just a casual palm, the little Marquis who exploded the Tianhou Mansion was beaten to the ground. This was too casual, it was like flying a mosquito.
This scene was so intimidating that my jaw dropped in shock.
Of course, there are also outstanding geniuses and heroes, secretly guessing the origin of this young man. With such strength, it is absolutely impossible for him to be unknown.
Tang Ao fell to the ground, coughing up blood in his mouth, and the shock in his eyes was even more intense. He couldn't believe that he would lose so quickly.
Tang Huanzhen and the four young men in brocade clothes and Chinese robes all turned their thighs and sweated on their backs. Seeing Feng Feiyun walking towards them step by step, they couldn't help but step back, until they reached the place where they reached the Buddhist altar. At the end, on the edge of the cliff, it stopped.
"Do you apologize?" Feng Feiyun's imposing manner was like a big mountain rolling over, and the five people couldn't even breathe.
Feng Feiyun unfolded all the forty divine senses on his body, and an invisible and huge coercion flew out, suspended above their heads, to make them submit.
"I... I..." Tang was really frightened. How could he have provoked such a killing god? He had already regretted it to death, but asking him to kneel down to a woman and admit his mistake, for their arrogant Tianhou Mansion For the sons of nobles, it is too difficult to do.
"Pfft!" Feng Feiyun pointed out, and directly pierced the eyebrow of a young man in a brocade robe and a robe, revealing a blood hole the size of a finger, and a spring of blood shot out from his eyebrow.
The young man's body fell straight backwards, and fell off a cliff of ten thousand feet, leaving no bones left.
The muscles on the faces of the remaining four people twitched at the same time, and they almost fell to their knees in fright.
"Amitabha, benefactor, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the ground!" Zen Master Yifan floated behind Feng Feiyun like a blue cloud.
This monk is very young, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and his skin is as smooth as jade, without any flaws, just like a finely carved jade Buddha.
In particular, the eight ring scars on his head are as bright as eight stars, exuding golden light, giving people a solemn feeling of treasure elephants.
Feng Feiyun didn't need to turn around, he could feel that the powerful Buddha power emanating from this monk was far from being comparable to that of ordinary young talents, standing behind him like an immortal Buddha root.
Feng Feiyun snorted coldly: "Monk, you'd better stand farther away, lest blood splatter on your Buddhist robe."
"Shh!"
A young man in brocade clothes and robes wanted to escape, he jumped off the cliff, stepped on a flying sword, turned into a white brilliance, and flew towards the sky.
In an instant, he had only one spot of light left and fled to the horizon.
"boom!"
Feng Feiyun pointed to the sky, the white clouds above the sky surging, turned into a huge handprint, flew down from the sky, and directly beat the fleeing brocade-clothed boy into a blood mist, even he The flying swords under his feet were broken into iron filings.