Feng Qingyang stood there, like a peerless demon god, with blood and energy rushing up.
At this moment, he was filled with murderous intent and stared around with unfriendly eyes.
"You killed Feng Wuhen?" Gui Feng stuttered.
"Just kill him!" Although Feng Qingyang said this, he knew in his heart that he might have gotten into big trouble this time.
Since Guifeng, who is usually calm and steady, could lose his composure like this, it is conceivable that he might have gotten into huge trouble this time.
"Let's go first before their master arrives. I will inform the master then!" Gui Feng said anxiously.
If they killed the disciples of Taixuan Sect secretly, then there would be no problem. After all, the world of cultivation is a world where the weak are preyed upon by the strong, and there are countless headless cases happening every day.
But now, he killed a disciple of Taixuan Sect in public. This was not just a loss of life, but more importantly, it was equivalent to giving Taixuan Sect a loud slap in the face in front of everyone.
What is Taixuan Sect? Taixuan Sect is a super sect that has been passed down for thousands of years in the world of cultivation, and is ranked third among the ten major sects of the righteous path.
At this moment, the people watching the fight around dispersed. They were all afraid of Feng Qingyang's intimidation and did not dare to step forward.
"Come if you want. At worst, I'll just kill them all..."
Feng Qingyang waved his hand and said nonchalantly. At this moment, he was filled with murderous intent. Whenever he thought of what happened in the Dark Night Ghost Market that day, his heart could not calm down for a long time.
It looks scary, but it actually contains a hint of sadness.
Gui Feng was stunned. He could guess what Feng Qingyang was thinking. Seeing him like this, his heart ached, but he suddenly became full of heroic spirit. A real man should live happily.
Thinking of this, his heart suddenly lightened. He suddenly felt his body become lighter and his whole body was glowing with light. He was showing signs of breaking through to the initial stage of foundation building.
"Are you the ones who killed my fellow apprentice?"
At this time, a scolding sound was heard from the air, and five figures were seen flying towards this place quickly.
The five men arrived in an instant and surrounded Feng Qingyang and the others in the center. Everyone had a bad look on their face, and their eyes showed murderous intent without any concealment. The five of them were all cultivators in the early stage of foundation building. I'm afraid they were all sent by the sect to participate in the city lord's marriage proposal!
The leader of the five people was a woman. She was pretty, but unfortunately she had high cheekbones and pointed cheeks. One could tell at a glance that she was a mean person.
"He is so vicious at such a young age, he must be a demon..."
As expected, the first thing she said was a blame on Feng Qingyang. She was a person who made unfounded arguments without asking right or wrong, and she really lived up to her sarcastic personality.
"That's right, this kind of evil person should be killed!"
The other person also spoke in a deep voice, holding a long sword in his hand and looking at Feng Qingyang with a gloomy face.
"What do you want? Do you want to start a war between the sects?"
Seeing that they had taken such a big blame, Gui Feng could no longer hold back and stood up! He shouted loudly.
The five people were stunned, but when they saw who was talking, they all burst into laughter at the same time. The woman in the lead was laughing so hard that her body was shaking, and her plump breasts seemed to be about to burst.
"Who am I? It turns out I'm the trash disciple Gui Feng from the Ghost King Sect!"
As both are large sects, they only know the details of each other's sects.
"If you were one of the Ten Palaces of Hell, I might be a little afraid of you, but unfortunately, I'm afraid your Ghost King Sect is also in danger!"
One word caused a thousand waves, and Feng Qingyang turned around and looked at Gui Feng in surprise.
He was seen looking at the leading woman with a sullen face.
Gui Feng is a steady and generous person, but he is not good at speaking. How could he get a good result from the mouth of that sharp-tongued woman
So Feng Qingyang pushed Gui Feng aside and stepped forward and said, "What a vicious and evil woman you are! Today I will slap your Taixuan Sect in the face!"
The people watching from all sides gasped again. Although they didn't like Feng Qingyang's arrogance, they secretly admired his courage in their hearts.
“Little brother… don’t be so arrogant, otherwise you won’t know how you died!” The leading woman laughed sweetly, but her voice made people’s scalps tingle.
"Senior Sister, I'll go meet this bastard first!" Without waiting for the leading woman to speak, the man holding a rapier next to him took a step forward.
His long hair fluttered and his murderous intent was evident.
Feng Qingyang shook his head majestically and whispered, "Are people nowadays so arrogant? Why don't they value their lives so much and rush to see the King of Hell?"
When the man holding the sword heard this, his face darkened, and he slowly drew his sword and said, "I'll let you taste the power of my Qinggang Sword!"
"Awesome? How awesome!"
As soon as Feng Qingyang spoke, people started moving.
His whole body was covered with "copper skin and iron bones", and he swung his big palm and rushed towards the man holding the sword.
Everyone saw a flash before their eyes and heard a loud bang.
The man holding the sword was hit by Feng Qingyang's palm before he could react.
Snap!
His head exploded as he flew upside down in the air, and his body shattered all over the ground. He never understood until his death how he could die so quickly.
Bang!
The dead body fell to the ground, splashing up a cloud of dust.
One palm decides life or death, and another person in the early stage of foundation building was killed by him with one palm.
"Junior brother!"
"Brother Cheng..."
The remaining few people were furious and ran over to check the body of the dead person.
"Feng Qingyang, are you trying to start a war between the two sects?" roared one of the shorter but extremely ferocious men.
Feng Qingyang clapped his hands and shook off the dust on his body. To be honest, he felt very happy at that moment and lamented the benefits brought by his strong strength.
It was like a disagreement where blood splattered every five steps. Killing people was as easy as chopping a watermelon!
"So what if I provoke you?"
Feng Qingyang sneered. This kind of people, when they see that things are not going well, actually use their sect to bully others.
"How could our dignified Ghost King Sect be afraid of a villain like you?"
Feng Qingyang kept talking, but his hands did not drop. He rushed towards those people, as fast as lightning.
Another scream was heard, and the man who had spoken before was punched through the chest by Feng Qingyang, and fell to the ground with his eyes open.
"ah!"
There were screams from the onlookers, and some of those who could not endure it psychologically turned pale and fell to the ground vomiting.
After Feng Qingyang's whole body was covered with 'Copper Skin and Iron Bones', his physical strength increased a lot, and his hands even grew sharp corners.
How could these cultivators who were only in the initial stage of foundation building bear it
"All of you, die here!"
He roared, filled with murderous intent, and locked his eyes firmly on the last three people, then his body flashed violently again.
"Not good! Don't get close to him, quickly get into the air and use your magic weapon to blast him!"
The leading woman was terrified and flew high into the sky, throwing out a red silk.
The remaining two men also flew into the sky in great fear, one holding a large seal and the other holding a spear.
"Are you the only ones who can fly?"