"The first speed?" Feng Feiyun said disdainfully, "I am also in the second realm of destiny. I just see your speed, or mine?"
When Feng Feiyun said this, he was already standing in front of Gu Chuanfeng. Gu Chuanfeng was shocked, how could he be so fast
Although the shock in his heart can no longer be added, Gu Chuanfeng is someone who has been on the battlefield all the year round after all. He is extremely adaptable. He unfolds the God Throne Streamer again, and bursts backwards, until he retreats to a position that is thousands of meters away from Feng Feiyun. Not a lot.
"This is the first speed of the same realm?"
Feng Feiyun's voice sounded from behind his forehead, Gu Chuanfeng's face turned pale, and he quickly mobilized the spiritual energy of Zifu in his body, mobilizing the spiritual weapon of life in his dantian, to sacrifice the spiritual weapon to suppress Feng Feiyun.
"boom!"
Feng Feiyun slapped his vest with a palm, shaking all the spiritual energy in his body, his internal organs seemed to have suffered a violent impact, his throat was sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
What about the genius-defying genius with the second highest destiny? What about the little prince of Tianhou Mansion? No one in the same realm is Feng Feiyun's opponent!
"Feng Feiyun, how can your cultivation be so powerful? Didn't you fall into the rotten blood of the King of Hell and have a short lifespan?" Gu Chuanfeng has never been defeated so badly, and he is still in the same realm, easily defeated by others. Confidence in him was a brutal blow.
Feng Feiyun kicked his ass, directly kicking Gu Chuanfeng out, and landed on the edge of the turbulent Jin River.
"That's right! I have indeed fallen into the rotten blood of the King of Hell, but it's still easy to deal with a person of your level." Feng Feiyun pretended to cough a few times, looking like he was seriously ill.
However, Gu Chuanfeng was hit hard. It hit people too hard. He was called a genius against genius. He had been crowned a genius since he was a child, but he was no match for a sick seedling who was about to die. so weak
Gu Chuanfeng got up from the ground, with strong unwillingness in his eyes, and said, "Feng Feiyun, let's fight again?"
"Who asked you to get up, kneel down for me!" Feng Feiyun didn't have any interest in fighting him, so he shouted loudly, the phoenix's soul, the pressure of the forty senses, continuously slammed down.
"Snapped!"
Gu Chuanfeng had already been severely injured by Feng Feiyun, so how could he withstand such a powerful force? He bent his legs and knelt by the Jinhe River.
For a young prince of Tianhou Mansion like him, he has been pampered since he was a child. How could he have suffered such humiliation, exhausted his strength and cultivation, and wanted to stand up from the ground, but even his knees flowed out. Even blood could not resist the repressive force Feng Feiyun exerted on him.
The more arrogant people are, the more they should be suppressed. Only when the arrogance that comes from their bodies and their bodies is completely suppressed will they know how to respect people.
"Feng Feiyun, you dare to let me kneel down, do you know that I am the eldest son of the God of Heaven, and will inherit the title of the God of Heaven in the future. If you offend me, you are offending the entire God's Palace." Gu Chuanfeng's face They were all blushed, and no matter what method he used, he couldn't stand up from the ground.
"Really? Originally I only planned to let you kneel for one day, but now I have changed my mind and decided to let you kneel for three days and three nights!" Feng Feiyun said.
Gu Chuanfeng's eyes were full of resentment, full of killing intent, and said, "You won't be complacent for a long time, now the entire young generation of the gods has thousands of people who want to kill you, and they will all come here soon. Among them, there are several king-level figures of the younger generation, and their cultivation is ten times better than mine."
Feng Feiyun raised his brows, but he didn't know when he had offended so many people.
Should not be! I have just come to Shendu, even if I offend, I will offend the Beiming Clan and the Mansion of Exploding Heaven. How can I offend the entire younger generation of Shendu
Feng Feiyun didn't know, it was all because of the Ye Family around him, everyone thought that Feng Feiyun had captured Ye Xiaoxiang, and the kings of the younger generation were all because they wanted to stand up for Ye Xiaoxiang. Kill the gods and deal with Feng Feiyun.
Although none of these people could find Feng Feiyun, the legend of the ghost village in the small town has already spread, and it is conceivable that many young kings will be attracted in the near future.
"Oh! Alang, Asang, since you weren't at home, I knew you two would come here. This place is very dangerous, and you guys are too daring." The old woman shouted from a distance and quickly left. He came over and looked at Feng Feiyun and Ye Xiaoxiang with a complaining look in his eyes.
"Alang" and "A Sang" are the aliases of Feng Feiyun and Ye Xiaoxiang.
Feng Feiyun smiled apologetically: "Auntie don't have to worry about us. During the day, there is nothing unclean here."
Feng Feiyun didn't know if he was influenced by Ye Xiaoxiang, and he also cared about the feelings of ordinary people, and didn't want to worry about this enthusiastic old lady.
"Yes! Yes! With Alang to protect me, even ghosts and evil spirits can't get close to me." Ye Xiaoxiang pulled the old woman's wrist and shook it gently, with a silver bell-like laughter coming out of his mouth.
The old woman sighed deeply, glanced at Gu Chuanfeng, who was kneeling by the Jin River, and asked curiously, "Why is there a person kneeling by the river?"
"He..." Ye Xiaoxiang said.
"He knelt there and prayed to the goddess Jinhe to bless the town's tranquility, and hoped that such evil things as ghost villages would never appear again." Feng Feiyun sighed earnestly, looked at the river, and said quietly: "This way There are still not many devout young people now."
The old woman nodded, and then returned to the town. When she was leaving, she urged Feng Feiyun and Ye Xiaoxiang to return to the town before dark. Feng Feiyun and Ye Xiaoxiang naturally responded in a row. Yes.
After the old woman left, Gu Chuanfeng spit out a mouthful of blood, and Feng Feiyun was so angry that he vomited blood.
Feng Feiyun looked at Ye Xiaoxiang tiredly and said with a smile, "You are quite cooperative this time?"
"I'm all for the sake of the people in the town. If you really have the ability, let the evil things like Ghost Village never appear again. Then, I truly believe that you are a good person." Ye Xiaoxiang stretched out a flawless one. The jade arm, said: "Give back the purple flute to me!"
"Why?" Feng Feiyun became cautious, Ye Xiaoxiang's xiao sound is not trivial, even a giant may fall asleep in her xiao sound, even if Feng Feiyun has the soul of a phoenix, it will be short-lived in the xiao sound. lost.
Ye Xiaoxiang's eyes were as clear as water: "I want to try using the sound of the flute to purify this evil land."
Feng Feiyun stared at her eyes with lilac brilliance, wanting to see if what she was saying was true or false, he took out the purple dongxiao and played with it in his hands, suddenly, the wind Feiyun's eyes were fixed on Ye Xiaoxiang's back.
Ye Xiaoxiang was slightly surprised, what he was looking at, she turned around and saw two young people standing in the distance, a man and a woman, the man was majestic and the woman was beautiful.
It is Dongfang Jingyue and Dongfang Jingshui!
These two brothers and sisters are both dragons and phoenixes, and they have a temperament that surpasses ordinary people, and ordinary people dare not get too close to them.
"Haha! You are truly amazing, Feng Feiyun is indeed above this town, how did you know?" Dongfang Jingshui laughed loudly, obviously speaking to the proud and holy Dongfang girl standing beside him.
It turned out that when she was above the town, Dongfang Jingyue already felt that Feng Feiyun was nearby. This was a strange feeling, and she couldn't even tell why
Dongfang Jingshui didn't believe it at first, but when he saw Feng Feiyun standing in front of him, he finally believed it. At the foot of the Bhikshu Mountain that day, he also had a relationship with Feng Feiyun, but he did not recognize Feng Feiyun at that time.
"I can smell the rascal smell on him from a distance of 108,000 miles." Dongfang Jingyue said lightly.
Dongfang Jingyue, the dead mother-in-law, really still remembers the punch that hit her that day, Feng Feiyun became cautious, as if facing a big enemy, although his current cultivation base is enough to stand among the younger generation of kings, But if the two brothers and sisters Dongfang Jingyue and Dongfang Jingshui attacked him at the same time, he would still be a little worse.
Although Feng Feiyun was cautious in his heart, he didn't show it in the slightest, and said: "Oh! This is not the eldest young master of the Silver Hook family, the famous head is in... Cough Cough, Dongfang Jingshui, long-awaited, long-awaited, disrespectful, sorry."
Feng Feiyun deliberately ignored Dongfang Jingyue and didn't even look at her.
Dongfang Jingshui stood there so plainly, but his body was already like an unshakable mountain, and the Tao between heaven and earth seemed to revolve around him. Xie Lin said: "I didn't expect that the young man who was chased and killed by my sister and ran all over the mountain has now become the son of a famous demon, the first genius of the Shenjin Dynasty, such a big name!"
Dongfang Jingshui was originally a double cultivator of magic and Taoism. He had learned the true teachings of Taoism, and also obtained the incomplete magic power of the ancient magic door by chance.
The cultivators have long disappeared in the vast world of the Shenjin Dynasty, and the secret scriptures of cultivating demons have been lost for tens of thousands of years. In the entire Shenjin Dynasty, it is estimated that only Dongfang Jingshui is still cultivating demons. .
As for female demons, little demons, and the sons of demons, they are not considered demon cultivators, but they are born with demonic nature, but they are not practicing demons.
To his only sister, Dongfang Jingshui can be like a sunny and cheerful brother, but to outsiders, the devilish aura on his body boils up, condensing an illusory magic city above his head , like a demon king reborn.
Just the mighty demonic energy on his body was already quite domineering, capable of killing all the monks below the Destiny Realm to death. Even in the same realm, few could compare with him.