The red giant deer, there seems to be blood flowing on the fur, and the two antlers on its head are towering, like two sharp black iron peaks.
Beiming Potian's mount, "Red Deer", is a variant of an ancient spirit beast, capable of carrying a mountain back, and has been cultivating for nine hundred years. Beiming Potian usually feeds it with exotic grass, and its cultivation speed is much faster than that of ordinary exotic beasts. quick.
Just one of his mounts has extraordinary power, and one can knock down a thousand-zhang mountain.
Ordinary monks, standing in front of Beiming Potian, would be directly overwhelmed by Chilu's aura.
And Feng Feiyun stood there, holding a sword, facing Beiming Potian and Chilu, even if the other party had overwhelming coercion, he couldn't make him retreat half a step.
In the stunning building, there were a few other geniuses who opened their eyes. They were not looking at Feng Feiyun, but Beiming Potian. After all, Beiming Potian's prestige among the younger generation could only be matched with two or three people. In comparison, he is also one of the most vocal people in the battle of the prince-in-law.
"The Heirs of the Demon Sword is indeed powerful. He can kill two evil spirits in the Immortal Mansion with one sword. He can be ranked in the top ten among the younger generation, but there is still some gap between it and Beiming Potian."
"Beijing Potian's cultivation base has been able to compete with the big men of the older generation, and is almost invincible in the younger generation."
Outside the stunning building, the monks were also quite excited. Beiming Potian has always been the idol of the young monks, and the younger generation is like a myth. Countless people regard him as the goal of their efforts.
"Buzz!"
The giant sword with the height of the mountain on Beiming Potian's back was shaking violently, making the sound of landslides and cracks. This giant sword weighed many kilograms. It was definitely heavier than a mountain. This was not only Beiming Potian. The weapon is also a tool for him to cultivate at any time.
The heavy sword sank suddenly and fell to the ground, immediately smashing the ground into a huge pit, the slate cracked and sank downward.
Suddenly, this heavy sword was lifted by Beiming Potian's hands, and a strong and ferocious force erupted, and the sword slashed out.
Without any fancy, a sword of pure power, simple and simple.
Facing such a ferocious sword, Feng Feiyun did not dodge, just like a tiny ant that would be easily crushed.
"There are very few people who can catch the Beiming Potian Sword. Even Dongfang Jingshui and Li Xiaonan don't dare to directly touch Beiming Potian's heavy swordsmanship. I bet that the descendant of the demon sword will be defeated by Beiming Potian Sword. seriously injured."
"Looking at the momentum of this sword, it is more than a serious injury, and it is not impossible for the body to turn into blood mud."
That huge iron sword has a diameter of tens of meters in diameter, and there is no sword edge, but such a sword can kill people even without a sword edge.
Feng Feiyun not only didn't dodge, he didn't even draw out his sword, he stretched out one arm directly, forming a strange posture, as if he was holding the sky with his bare hands, and directly caught the earth-shattering Beiming Potian with his palm. sword.
"boom!"
The giant sword was forcibly held by Feng Feiyun's palm and gave a violent shock.
This scene was so terrifying that his jaw dropped.
Even the evildoers in Jue Se Building, several people slapped the case, it was incredible, beyond the scope of everyone's understanding.
How fierce is this sword from Beiming, even if it is a half-step giant, holding the sword with his hand will definitely break the spine, and even the bones of the whole body will be turned into bone powder.
But the descendant of the demon sword caught the sword with his arm. Could it be that his hand was made of divine stone? His spine is the bone of a dragon
Feng Feiyun has practiced two top body-refining exercises, "Undying Phoenix Body" and "Beasts Fighting Body", and has fused the backbone of Hades and tempered his bones with the blood of the phoenix. Imagine that although it was a bit risky to catch the sword of Beiming Potian, it was not absolutely unsure.
Beiming Potian took back the heavy sword and put it on his back again, his face was full of solemnity. Just now, he saw that there were thousands of war spirits of alien beasts around the body of the descendant of the demon sword. A vast and desolate world, astonishing.
There is only one person in the world who can derive thousands of different beast war spirits, and that is Feng Feiyun.
Could it be dazzling
Beiming Potian stared deeply at the man in black clothes and wearing a black hat before him, with doubts in his eyes, and said, "You are one of the top powerhouses of the younger generation in the world, but that sword just now I only used five points of strength, you can catch that sword, it does not mean that you can block my epee."
"I didn't use all my strength." Feng Feiyun said.
"Eeping swordsmanship is not my strongest attack. If you want to see my true cultivation, we will see you on the stage tomorrow." Beiming Potian is very confident, like an invincible king.
Feng Feiyun said: "You don't plan to continue fighting?"
"If your cultivation base is strong enough, we will naturally meet in the decisive battle of the Concubine's Battle." Beiming Potian narrowed his eyes and said, "I believe that I will be able to force you to use your true power."
Feng Feiyun sighed slightly in his heart, and sure enough, he still found the clue, and he may have begun to doubt my identity.
Fighting against a powerhouse of Beiming Potian's level, it is impossible to hide. Just one move will reveal the flaws. If there is a real battle, within a hundred moves, he will see the true face.
After Feng Feiyun left, the bluestone on the ground where he stood just now began to crack, making a cracking sound, and after a while, it suddenly exploded, and the gravel flew all over the sky.
This is Feng Feiyun using his body to introduce the sword of Beiming into the ground just now, and this huge force just burst out at this moment.
"Damn it, how the hell did you suddenly become so powerful, and you can actually take Beiming's breaking sword with your hands?" Bi Ningshuai looked at Feng Feiyun like a monster.
"Beiming Potian didn't use all his strength." Feng Feiyun walked up to Xue Wu and asked, "Tell me the truth, did Hongyan leave God?"
Xue Wu lowered her head and remained silent.
Without speaking, she already told Feng Feiyun the answer.
"Where did she go? What are you going to do?" Feng Feiyun continued to ask.
Xue Wu was silent for a while before she said, "Sister said that she must be waiting for you in the important town of Tieling, and I hope you will also abide by the agreement."
She didn't let go, which made Feng Feiyun feel helpless, stopped pressing her and took them to a secret mansion of the Kamigawa Guards, and arranged several guards to send them out of Shendu on the same day.
Through the information reported in the past few days, Shendu is now in a dark tide. Competitive forces are in full swing. The uncompetitive forces sensed the danger in advance and began to withdraw from Shendu in batches.
Everything is going on in secret. Only the high-level people who are really involved in the layout will know what will happen. The other low-level monks feel that the gods are still prosperous and stable, and there can be no wars with Emperor Jin in charge.
"Those women in Jue Se Building have been sent out of the gods overnight. They are escorted by the powerful guards of the Shenhe River, and they are absolutely safe." Qu Changyin came to report to Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun was sitting on a sandalwood rattan chair, and a bright lamp was placed on the bronze table.
Feng Feiyun was holding a scroll of jade slips in his hand. The movements of the top forces in the Shendu were recorded on it. Feng Feiyun had read it three times, and from time to time there was a three-meter-long picture on the desk. The rehearsal is on the scroll, and a small red flag is planted on it as soon as it reaches a critical place.
This three-meter-long picture scroll is exactly the map of Shendu. There are houses on it, streets, formations, passes, city gates, secret mansions, garrisoned troops... and so on. Most people see these teeny small characters, the most One minute will be dizzy, but Feng Feiyun has watched for three hours.
Qu Changyin mopped the floor with his white beard and stood in front of the bronze table, waiting quietly.
"Beijing Moshou, this old fox actually has such a huge amount of energy in the gods, and it has already begun to dispatch and arrange it three days ago." Feng Feiyun's eyes narrowed.
Qu Changyin said: "Impossible, the information did not show at all, the Beiming Clan's own power, and the power of the Beiming Clan have no obvious scheduling."
Feng Feiyun shook his head and said, "The Beiming old fox is extremely smart and has a strong view of the overall situation. Ordinary people can't see through his layout, and they can't even see that he is planning."
Feng Feiyun took out five small red flags and inserted them toward the five positions on the map. The schedule of Beiming's guards suddenly became clear. It embraced the imperial city in a semi-enclosed structure, and there was a murderous aura of a dragon devouring the sky.
After the five little red flags fell, Qu Changyin also saw the clue, and a pair of old eyes glowed with war, "Old servant will arrange for someone to deal with it."
"No! Some people have already seen Beiming's intention to be guarded." Feng Feiyun said.
"Who?"
Feng Feiyun's two fingers, holding a small red flag, threw it forward and inserted it in the position of "Longhu".
"Silver Hook Valve!" Qu Chang chanted.
Feng Feiyun nodded and pondered: "Beijing Mo Shou dared to dispatch forces like this to surround the imperial city. Could it be that Emperor Jin had left the capital three days ago and entered the holy land of the royal family?"
"It shouldn't be possible! Even if Emperor Jin wants to retreat, he will definitely have to wait until after the battle of the concubine."
Feng Feiyun shook his head and said: "I walked out of the retreat, and I already felt that the luck of the gods had declined a bit. I didn't notice it at the time. Now that I think about it, the Jin emperor is probably no longer in the gods. Beiming Mo Shou's daughter is one of the four god concubines, if Emperor Jin really leaves the capital, Beiming Mo Shou will definitely be the first to know."
If Emperor Jin has really left the capital, then he must have left the imperial edict. If this is the case, then who is in control of the edict
You can also trust your intuition and never miss an opportunity.
Feng Feiyun dispatched his forces again, wrote seven secret letters in a row, handed them over to Qu Changyin, and sent them out overnight.
"Tomorrow is the second round of the Concubine Battle, the real elite duel."
Feng Feiyun put away the map on the bronze table, and put it on the bookshelf. As soon as he turned around, the whole person froze. He saw a cup of hot tea on the bronze table. The tea smelled sweet and there was little white smoke. .
The door was closed and no one had ever opened it.
It was just a moment of turning around, and there was an extra cup of tea on the table, which was really weird.
With a faint smile on Feng Feiyun's face, he sat down, took a sip from the teacup, and then slowly closed his eyes.
A cup of hot tea to prove that she has been here.