boom…
With a loud bang, Hook turned into a powder, his form and spirit disappeared.
In the void, a thick bloody smell floated, stimulating everyone's nerves.
Especially Hu Yuntian, who witnessed his father being killed, was naturally resentful.
"I'm fighting with you!"
Hu Yuntian had scarlet eyes and pounced towards Hun Yuanzi.
"court death!"
Hun Yuanzi's grievance persisted, and Hu Yuntian took the initiative to come to his death. He didn't mind killing one more.
Chopping the weeds must eliminate the roots, otherwise the trouble will continue.
"Dao Yuanzhu, kill me!"
As soon as Hu Yuntian approached, he was shattered by the power of Dao Yuanzhu.
As soon as Hu Yuntian died, the Wind Clan died.
However, no one can be blamed for this, all is Hook's own fault.
If he doesn't betray his faith, where would this calamity come from
Zheng—
Shortly after Hook's death, a bright light suddenly bloomed in the thick blood.
"Is it a fan?"
Qin Feng's eyebrows moved, his five fingers scratched, and the sky-covering fan suddenly fell into his hand.
As soon as Hook died, the sky-covering fan became a thing of no one, available to everyone.
However, the idiot also knew that Qin Feng's credit was the reason for the reversal today, and naturally no one would go to him to snatch the spoils.
"The seventh piece of heavenly treasure is finally available."
Qin Feng confessed to the master, and soon became the new master of the Zhetian Fan.
Upon seeing this, Feng Wuhuang finally couldn't bear it.
Because he knows that if this continues, not only the Dragon Knight regiment will be destroyed, but even he has no hope of survival.
"You were cultivated by me personally. Let me destroy you by myself today."
Feng Wuhuang settled down and finally launched a strong counterattack.
Although the Seven Soul Servant was fierce, after all, the body was just an ordinary Dragoon Guard, and it was difficult to truly contend with Feng Wuhuang.
Under the burning of the inner alchemy fire, the seven dragon cavalry guards were actually burned into blue smoke.
"Switch host!"
Qin Feng's thoughts moved, and the Seven Soul Servant attached to another group of Dragon Cavalry Guards.
Soon, another group of Dragon Cavalry Guards attacked Feng Wuhuang.
"Chi Kiss, do you have to drive me to a dead end?"
Feng Wuhuang said with hatred in his heart.
Although he did a lot of bad things, but at this moment, the harm Qin Feng brought to him also made him out of anger.
Obviously, if Feng Wuhuang didn't kill all the Dragoon Guards himself, Qin Feng would continue to change his body.
Only when the Dragon Knight Group is destroyed, and the Seven Soul Servant has no body attachment, can it disappear.
"Feng Wuhuang, how many red dragon troops were killed by you? Do you know how much pain I have endured?"
Qin Feng stared at each other coldly, with endless hatred in his eyes.
His good brother Nanban is still lying in the ancient cave of ten thousand beasts, and has been covered in dust for thousands of years, turning into a cold dragon corpse.
There are those soldiers who have no bones. Who remembers them
"The suffering I suffered back then will give you a taste."
Qin Feng smiled coldly.
He wanted to see with his own eyes, Feng Wuhuang cut off his right and left arm one by one.
Only this way of repaying the debt with blood can calm the anger in Qin Feng's heart.
"Dead! Die all to me!"
Feng Wuhuang looked up to the sky and screamed, the fire of the inner alchemy was blazing, and all the remaining Dragoon Guards were refined into blue smoke.
Seeing this scene, even Hun Yuanzi and Yanyu Fairy trembled all over.
"Sad, pitiful!"
They even sympathized with Feng Wuhuang.
Of course, as a bystander, he would never be able to appreciate the pain Qin Feng suffered back then.
"Feng Wuhuang, look at your left and right, doesn't it feel very sad?"
Qin Feng sneered as he ran the eight Buddhist temples to suppress them.
Feng Wuhuang glanced around, only then realized that he couldn't find a helper outside of himself.
Isn't this feeling of loneliness and coldness exactly what Chi Kiss endured back then
Being suppressed by the Babu Buddha, Feng Wuhuang felt more and more powerless, and the sense of despair in his heart was slowly rising.
He continuously urged the fire of the inner alchemy and burned more than a dozen Dragoon Guards, which was naturally huge.
Facing the Eight Buddhas, he had some signs of powerlessness.
What's more, Fairy Misty Rain and Hun Yuanzi still have not weak combat power, which makes him even more passive.
"Hahaha..."
After Feng Wuhuang was silent for a moment, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.
"why are you laughing?"
Qin Feng remained silent, staring at him coldly.
"I laugh that you are an eternal loser. You will always be suppressed by Lord Longdi. This was the case ten thousand years ago, and the same will be the case ten thousand years later."
Feng Wuhuang sneered.
Hearing this, the corners of Qin Feng's eyes trembled twice and his eyes became extremely cold.
"Feng Wuhuang, over the past ten thousand years, you have indeed made a lot of progress, at least you have learned to be a loyal dog."
Qin Feng spoke lightly.
"Huh, even being a dog is much better than being a dog for you."
Feng Wuhuang snorted coldly, and resentment burst out in his eyes.
"How many achievements did I make in the Red Dragon Army back then? I just want to be a dragon rider and be on an equal footing with those guys, but you just want to suppress me. Why should I follow you?"
He scolded fiercely, still brooding about what happened back then.
Hearing this, Qin Feng's heart suddenly stabbed.
The blindest time in my life was to raise this white-eyed wolf.
"Feng Wuhuang, did you forget, who taught you to practice? Who cultivated you? And who gave you a halo? Isn't it enough for you to get things?"
Qin Feng narrowed his eyes and questioned again and again.
Hearing this, Feng Wuhuang gritted his teeth, instead of showing a hint of guilt, he became more angry.
"So what? I, Feng Wuhuang, was originally the proud son of heaven. Even without you, I can still be so prosperous. Don't say how great I am, huh!"
Some people are blind, but Feng Wuhuang is blind.
Of course, Qin Feng didn't want to argue with the other party anymore, it didn't make any sense.
What he had to do now was not to make the prodigal son of Feng Wu Huang turn his head, but to kill the beast who had avenged his grace with his own hands.
He not only wants to recover this account for himself, but also to avenge the innocent Red Dragon Army.
"Feng Wuhuang, the grievances between you and me, as well as the grudges between you and the Scarlet Dragon Army, will be cut off today."
Qin Feng's voice did not have the slightest emotion, as if the ice lake in winter couldn't stir the slightest ripple.
Boom...
The eight buddhas slowly suppressed, crushing the dragon's breath of Feng Wuhuang's body protection inch by inch.
At the same time, Fairy Yanyu and Hun Yuanzi also took action one after another to completely block Feng Wuhuang, preventing him from escaping at all.
"Hahaha... Come on, kill me, you just wait for the funeral!"
When he was dying, Feng Wuhuang didn't have the slightest fear, but instead laughed more wildly and unscrupulously.
"Die!"
Qin Feng's palms suddenly pressed down, and the Eight Buddhas, like a giant mountain, slammed on Feng Wuhuang's head.
boom…
When the world sank, the emptiness was broken.