On the other hand, Feng Feiyun ran the reincarnation at a high speed, and flew out first, without being hit by the huge palm print.
"Wang Sanwang, this is the sixth floor of the "Eagle King Body Refinement". It can already shrink the meridians and stretch the bones. The power of a palm is comparable to that of a three-headed dragon and tiger. If I were hit by him, I would be seriously injured. ' exclaimed one of the younger generation's overlords.
"Feng Feiyun's speed is unparalleled in the same realm." Ling Donglai played against Feng Feiyun. He knew both Feng Feiyun's strengths and Feng Feiyun's weaknesses, so he regarded Feng Feiyun as his greatest strength. opponent.
On the "Next Epic Genius List", he ranked fourth, while Feng Feiyun ranked third. Only by defeating Feng Feiyun can he prove that he is stronger than Feng Feiyun.
"But he has already fallen into the rotten blood of the King of Hell, and he must not fight for a long time. After a long battle, his blood energy and strength will decline rapidly." said the king of the younger generation.
Ling Donglai also nodded, but even so, he would not despise Feng Feiyun.
"Haha! The legendary son of the demon is just like that. Feng Feiyun, the rotten blood of the Hades in your body has made you so weak that you can't even be a girl?" Wang Sanwang waved his huge palm print, Forcing Feng Feiyun to retreat again and again, a series of huge palm pits were left on the ground.
Feng Feiyun smiled sarcastically, and immediately stopped, no longer retreating. When Wang Sanwang's palm print came over, he also slapped it at the same time.
A handprint carrying the power of the five elements, showing five colors of black, red, white, blue, and yellow, appeared in front of Feng Feiyun's palm, and it was also more than ten meters in size. One palm.
"boom!"
Evenly matched!
Wang Sanwang took a step back, and there was a pain in the palm of his hand. In the same realm, no one has ever been able to compare his strength with him, but Feng Feiyun fought with him recklessly, showing that he was evenly matched. situation.
"Son of the demon, you have a little bit of patience. Pick me up again." One of Wang Sanwang's left legs burst through the trousers, and swelled to more than 30 meters high. The diameter of the calf reached "four meters thick", and the large pores were Clearly visible, a metallic sheen is flowing over the skin.
His body flew up, and then a giant foot stepped down.
Feng Feiyun didn't want these people to know that the rotten blood of the King of Hell had been resolved, so he didn't use all his strength from beginning to end, and the palm facing Wang Sanwang only used three layers of power.
How could the undead phoenix body be compared to the "Eagle King Body Refinement Technique"
Feng Feiyun's face became pale, and he was sweating, as if he was really deterred by Wang Sanwang's kick.
"Thunder Fire Orb!" Feng Feiyun sacrificed this second-grade spiritual weapon, rose from the palm of his hand, and a fire cloud rushed out from the fire cloud. Thousands of electric snakes were dancing wildly in the fire cloud. The divine power of the spirit weapon directly smashed the huge soles of the three kings to pieces.
The power of the second-grade spiritual tool sent the young generation's overlord flying, causing blood droplets to appear from the pores of his body.
The scene suddenly changed!
"Bang!"
Wang Sanwang fell directly to the bank of the Jin River, smashing a big hole on the ground, his internal organs were damaged by the lightning fire beads, his skin was burnt black by the lightning, his hair stood up, and he was still risking Green smoke.
Wang Sanwang climbed out of the big pit with difficulty, black smoke coming from his mouth, and electric light flowing on his tongue.
"Kneel down for me!" Feng Feiyun suppressed the past with the power of a spirit weapon, and made the three kings kneel on the edge of Jinhe, kneeling with Gu Chuanfeng.
"The son of the demon, worthy of being the son of the demon, his strength is no match for a younger generation of overlords like Wang Sanwang," said a younger generation of overlords.
With a sneer on the corner of Ling Donglai's mouth, he secretly said in his heart, Feng Feiyun seems to have a serious drop in blood energy. To deal with the three kings, one needs to use a second-grade spiritual weapon. are not used.
Fengfeiyun! Wind and clouds! Are you really that weak
Dongfang Jingyue and Dongfang Jingshui, who were standing on the other side of the Jin River, also saw the battle just now!
Dongfang Jingshui frowned and said, "How could this be, Feng Feiyun's power should not be so weak, do I feel wrong, the rotten blood of the King of Hell in his body has not been resolved?"
This time, even the extremely smart Dongfang Jingyue became serious. If the rotten blood of the King of Hell in Feng Feiyun's body is really unsolved, then he is really bad today.
Ye Xiaoxiang knew almost all of the young talents present at the scene. For some reason, she was also worried about Feng Feiyun. Of course, this did not mean that she liked Feng Feiyun, it was just a kind of sympathy for the weak.
After all, if Feng Feiyun really fell into the rotten blood of the King of Hell, and was "bullied" by so many young masters, for a woman like her who was overflowing with sympathy, she would indeed help Feng Feiyun to intercede.
She walked between Feng Feiyun and Ling Donglai and others, and said, "Actually, everyone has misunderstood me. I wasn't kidnapped by Feng Feiyun, but someone else."
These young talents are all from Dazai's lineage. They have already received the killing order from the Beiming clan, which means that no matter whether Feng Feiyun hijacks Ye Xiaoxiang or not, they will use all their strength to kill Feng Feiyun. flying clouds.
Ling Donglai smiled leisurely: "Ye everyone, don't be afraid of this evil demon son, with us, he won't dare to touch you a finger."
Xun You also walked out talking and laughing, and said, "We all know that Ye everyone was threatened by the son of the demon, so he would say such words. General Ling is right, with us here, we are guaranteed to be able to fight this so-called so-called. The demon's son is crawling all over the floor, everyone should go to the side to watch the show at night!"
Ye Xiaoxiang wanted to say something, but Xun You had already passed over her head and killed Feng Feiyun directly.
Xun You is also an overlord of the younger generation. He has been watching the battle from the sidelines, thinking that he has seen the depth of Feng Feiyun's cultivation, and he has enough strength to defeat him.
"Feng Feiyun, what you are relying on is only that second-grade spiritual tool. I also brought a spiritual tool, can you still compete with me?" above the top of the head.
Feng Feiyun coughed twice, his body swayed slightly, and said coldly: "Do you believe I can beat you to kneel on the ground and not be able to get up?"
"Hmph, bluffing, don't think I don't know, you just fought against the three kings, and your blood energy is even more sluggish, ten layers of strength, can't exert seven layers, what are you fighting me for?"
Xun You stopped talking nonsense, and two different powers, one white and one black, appeared on his hands. From the dantian of the Zifu, an ancient sword of the spirit weapon level flew out. This is an ancient sword of black and white. A Taoist statue is engraved on it, emitting a pure Taoist power.
Xun You was the first dead soldier that Ling Donglai sat down on. The Taoist swordsmanship he practiced was taught to him by Ling Donglai, and it was derived from the three mantras of Taoist ancestors. The black and white ancient swords were all given to him by Ling Donglai.
The power of Taoism, coupled with the power of the spiritual tool, is really extraordinary, and the sky is printed half black and half white.
Xun You followed Ling Dong to fight in the South and the North, and he was always the one in the forefront. He had been through hundreds of battles, had more battle experience than anyone else, and had a killing power on the battlefield.
He sacrificed the black and white ancient sword by himself, and there are thousands of dead souls floating on the sword body. These are the resentful spirits of the masters who once died under this sword.
A sword flew in, like thousands of troops rushing to flee.
Even if Feng Feiyun sacrificed the Thunder Fire Orb, he could not resist this force, and was beaten to the ground.
"Haha! Son of a demon, that's all! Even I can't beat it, but I still dare to rank ahead of my generals on the "Under Epic Genius List". I really don't know what to say." , Taoist true power on the body, more powerful.
The black and white ancient sword, the light grew in a circle, and the speed was as fast as a dragon, almost splitting Feng Feiyun into two halves with a sword several times.
Xun You chased Feng Feiyun to fight, and he was very happy. If he let the demon's son die in his hands, then he would immediately be famous in the world. Thinking of this, Xun You's body was full of power.
Feng Feiyun also took out Miao Gui's finger, and it was suspended in the sky together with the Thunder Fire Bead, which could not stop Xun You's attack.
"Feng Feiyun loses more and more power in his body, and the breath on his body is getting weaker and weaker." The king of the younger generation, his eyes were full of dazzling brilliance, and his eyes were like two stars. The foundation of Feng Feiyun was seen through.
Ling Donglai sighed: "I thought he would be a strong opponent of mine. If I step on him, I will be able to prove the Way. But I didn't think he would become so weak that even one of my subordinates would be able to beat him. It's really disappointing to be defeated!"
There is also a younger generation of overlords who regretted it a lot. Why was he one step behind Xun You? If he rushed forward first and could still defeat Feng Feiyun, then he would be the one who made the world famous.
At this moment, the person who regrets the most is Ye Xiaoxiang.
Although she is simple, she is not ignorant. Naturally, she has seen that these young talents of the younger generation want to cause the wind and clouds to die today.
No matter what Feng Feiyun said, she was kind to her. If Feng Feiyun hadn't taken action and rescued her from the Beiming clan, she would have been sent to Dazaifu and ravaged by a bad old man.
"I shouldn't have forced him! If I didn't insist on asking him to come to this town to exorcise these residents, he would definitely not come here. If he didn't come here, these people wouldn't be able to find him. He I won’t be bullied by so many people today, it’s all my fault, it’s all my fault.” Ye Xiaoxiang felt annoyed and remorseful.
She always felt that she had hurt Feng Feiyun.
"These are all young overlords who are famous in the capital of the gods. He has already fallen into the rotten blood of the King of Hell, and he is definitely not a match for these people..." Ye Xiaoxiang was anxious. If Feng Feiyun died at the hands of these people today, then She will blame herself for the rest of her life.