"Are you afraid?" Feng Feiyun squeezed Ye Xiaoxiang's cold hand tightly and asked calmly.
"No... not afraid." Ye Xiaoxiang said.
Stab it!
Feng Feiyun tore off a piece of clothes, put it over her eyes, and tied it lightly behind her head, then carried her on his back, stepping on Samsara's speed, his figure was like a ghost, and he Rush over again.
Feng Feiyun's body contained nine thousand nine hundred and thirty-two different beast war souls. At this moment, all of them were aroused and gathered on the body. Countless beast roars came out from his body. Heaven and earth, ghosts cry wolf howl.
"Bang!"
Feng Feiyun shot ruthlessly, his eyes were slightly red, as if dripping blood, with each palm, a dead man fell into a pool of blood, some heads were split like watermelons, and some hearts were directly from the body. It flew out, and some people's bones were turned into blood powder.
In the blink of an eye, eight people fell to the ground, their deaths horrific.
Ye Xiaoxiang's courage is indeed not small, although she could hear the horrific screams and the sound of blood breaking, but she has been clenching her teeth tightly, not making any sound of fear, for fear of Feng Feiyun Distracted for her.
"kill!"
Feng Feiyun's eyes were like beasts, staring at Aunt Qin who was not far away, and a long howl came out of his mouth.
This old woman was too deceiving. Only by killing her could the nightmare in Ye Xiaoxiang's mind be killed.
"Hmph, I don't know whether to live or die!" Aunt Qin sneered, her hunched body disappeared like a ghost.
Feng Feiyun slammed out with a palm, just shattering one of her phantoms, her real body has disappeared without a trace.
"No phase magic."
Feng Feiyun's eyebrows twitched and he opened his phoenix eyes. Even if Aunt Qin had unleashed his supernatural powers, he had nowhere to hide. With a wave of his hand, Miaogui's fingers flew out from above his thumb, and six divine pictures were drawn. It flew out automatically, the light flickered, and bombarded in the void of night.
Miaogui's finger has reached the level of a second-grade spiritual tool, and its power is several times stronger than before.
"Bang!"
Aunt Qin was forced out by the power of Miaogui's fingers. The ebony cane in her hand turned into a giant python and bombarded it out, blocking the power of Miaogui's fingers.
"puff!"
A long white dragon blade qi flew over and slashed her left arm directly, and the blade qi smashed her arm into blood powder.
Aunt Qin let out a scream, clutching her arms, and hurriedly fled.
"Wow!"
Feng Feiyun held the white stone giant knife, blood was still dripping from the tip of the knife, his eyes were cold and ruthless, and he chased and killed it step by step.
Those of the younger generation of powerhouses all know that Feng Feiyun can still summon the power of the God King Ling once, and they do not want to be the first to take action, lest they be attacked by the God King Ling.
"Everyone join hands. If you don't make a move, Feng Feiyun will escape." A loud shout sounded in the darkness, and a beam of light with a diameter of one meter was shot out. The surrounding air was distorted by the impact, and the beam of light passed through. Earth, everything turned to dust.
This is a sword wave, condensed with the spiritual energy of Zifu, so sharp that it is almost irresistible.
This is definitely an epic genius shot.
"The third sword of the Dragon Emperor Sword Art, the Dragon Emperor Guanri."
Feng Feiyun picked up the knife and slashed out, and a white Changhong rushed up from the blade, and it was also a blade of one meter in diameter, surging like a white rainbow running through the sun.
"Boom!"
The two beams of light collided, and a scorching glow erupted, illuminating the darkness.
Feng Feiyun saw the man in black who shot just now, holding the knife in both hands, pulled out a wave of swords more than ten meters long, and chopped it down with a bang.
The man in black stood on the top of a giant tree more than 30 meters high, calm and indifferent, with extraordinary bearing, stretched out his hand a little, and a huge vortex formed in front of him, like a tornado formed by a gust of wind.
It is so powerful to be able to point out a spell at any time, and it makes people feel terrified.
"Huh!" There was a raging sound of breaking wind.
In the sky above the head, nine stars fell down, each of them reaching a height of 100 meters, like nine hills, bursting with heavy power.
It was a spiritual weapon "Jiu Yao Xingchen", which was sacrificed by a king of the younger generation and bombarded towards Feng Feiyun at the same time.
These assassins hidden in the dark are all quite good in cultivation, and their strength is unusually strong.
Feng Feiyun directly sacrificed the ancient bronze boat. When the power was drawn, the ancient bronze boat erupted with a simple and vast force, expanded to the extreme, and slammed into the sky, as if to smash a hole in the sky. Come.
"Boom, bang, bang..."
The nine stars were knocked backwards and flew back, unable to withstand this powerful and unparalleled force.
A black shadow screamed and fell straight from the sky. When the body fell halfway, it finally stabilized its figure, stopped descending, hugged its life, and was not killed.
"boom!"
He just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he was holding on to his life.
Feng Feiyun fell from the sky and stepped on the top of his head, directly pressing him to the ground, sinking his body into the mud.
Feng Feiyun took off the veil on his face. Although his head had been split in half and his face was covered in blood, he could still see his appearance clearly. This person Feng Feiyun knew and was in the stunning building. I saw him, and he was relatively close to Xiyuelan Mountain at that time.
Feng Feiyun stepped on his heart with one foot, completely shattering his heart.
"What a powerful spiritual tool, I want this ancient ship." A man in black suddenly appeared behind Feng Feiyun, and a black mist formed on his palm, condensing into a black handle. The war sword slashed towards Feng Feiyun.
"Bang!"
Feng Feiyun smashed the ancient bronze ship with his backhand, and a terrifying wave slammed into the past, smashing the black sword in the hands of the man in black, and the black face towel on the man's face was shattered. , revealing a golden mask, those young and arrogant eyes.
"quack!"
The man in black was not afraid, his hands swiped in the air, and condensed into a crimson ancient cauldron. This ancient cauldron was more than 30 meters high. It was carved with dragon patterns and phoenix pictures. It was as red as fire. , spun in the air, and a fiery wave of fire erupted.
The bronze ancient ship smashed the red ancient cauldron, but it did not hurt the opponent in the slightest.
The power of the ancient bronze ship is already one of the most powerful forces that Feng Feiyun can exert now. He can only use nine moves in total, but he cannot defeat the opponent. It can be seen that this person's cultivation is terrifyingly powerful. The ancient bronze boat could not help him either.
How many people in the younger generation can achieve this kind of cultivation
Even with Feng Feiyun's phoenix eyes, he couldn't see through the other party's true face, and these people didn't use the magical powers they were good at, so they couldn't guess their identities at all.
Tonight is the perfect time to kill Feng Feiyun. Once tonight is missed, it will be hard to have such a good opportunity again.
"Shh!"
A lightning-like knife light rushed out, and the speed was as fast as a snake, pointing directly at Feng Feiyun's throat.
The opponent's speed was so fast that even Feng Feiyun didn't see his appearance clearly, only the knife.
Feng Feiyun kicked the soles of his feet and hurriedly turned around and flew back, but the knife still left a bloodstain on Feng Feiyun's neck, all the way to the ear. Definitely at the top level in the younger generation.
The figure of the other party disappeared again.
"This is a killer!" Feng Feiyun thought to himself.
No, he didn't disappear, he was standing behind Feng Feiyun. Although he was wearing black clothes, his face was not covered with a veil. Zhuo Ran stood on the ancient street, and his reflection was extremely long under the moon.
There were black airflows running through his body, but the knife in his hand was rusted, as if it had not been polished for many years.
"Ming killer, Du Shougao!" Someone in the darkness recognized this veiled killer.
If looking for a murder knife, look for Du Shougao.
The No. 1 killer of the younger generation of the "Tai Shang Palace of Death", who never assassinates, only kills clearly, so the title is "Ming Killer", and fifth in the "Next Epic Genius List", only after Ling Donglai. In terms of combat power, Ling Donglai couldn't compare to him in terms of killing methods.
On the other hand, Feng Feiyun ranked third in the "Under Epic Genius List", only one step ahead of Ling Donglai. When encountering such a terrifying killer as Du Shougao, he had no absolute certainty that he would not die.
The means by which a killer kills can never be measured solely on the basis of combat power.
Feng Feiyun touched the bloodstain on his neck, turned around with the knife in hand, stared at him, and sneered: "Tonight is really interesting, killers kill without masks, but those who are not killers wear masks instead."
"Feng Feiyun, this is the second time you have escaped from me." After Du Shougao finished speaking, he took the knife and turned to leave.
"Understood, Du Shougao only used one knife to kill people. If one knife can't kill a person, then even if the person is already lying on the ground and can't move, he can live another day. Du Shougao is absolutely impossible. Inside, use two knives against the same person, unless the other party wants to kill you." Feng Feiyun said.
"Take people's money and save them from disasters. I will take action against you tomorrow. No one has ever escaped from my hands three times." Du Shougao had disappeared into the night.
"The number one killer of the younger generation is nothing more than that, Feng Feiyun, let me come and end your life." A sinister voice sounded from the sky.
A huge palm print slammed down, and the palm print was wrapped in a sea of blood, a turbulent blood mist, like a blood-colored cloud.
Feng Feiyun sacrificed the god king's decree, mobilized the power of the seven generations of god kings, condensed seven tall and majestic golden figures, and blasted out into the huge palm print, the palm print was shattered, and a miserable sound came from inside. Yell, a man in black was shattered and turned into a cloud of blood.