"No," seeing Li Ge was about to take action, Qian Shangli on the side immediately sent a message to stop him.
If they take action now, Feng Qingyang will surely die. At least now, with his power, he can still suppress the many powerful people here. But if they take action, the situation will be reversed.
If the other party attacks in groups, not only will Feng Qingyang die in regret, but I'm afraid no one will be able to escape alive.
Li Ge was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and suppressed the violent aura in his body. The moment he opened his eyes again, the original scarlet color disappeared, replaced by a look of helplessness.
"Are you just going to watch our junior brother fight?" Although, after Feng Qingyang, there is the Holy Prince, his status seems to have been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and cannot be shaken, so they still like to call him that.
Li Ge looked forward. After Feng Qingyang and Long Zun had an encounter, they each stayed in the void without making a move. And they, the dignified Saint Lord, were actually here to make up the numbers. It was obviously impossible for them to say that they didn't feel aggrieved.
Qian Shangli was helpless, Mo Qianxiao was helpless. It was not that they did not want to take action, but taking action now would not only not help Feng Qingyang, but on the contrary would harm him.
"No matter how things change, if my junior brother is at the end of his strength, I will take action even if it means we both die. My silence now doesn't mean that I am cold-hearted." Qian Shangli said suddenly. He looked at Li Ge deeply, signaling him not to be too impulsive.
"Good boy, you can block my shot, not bad." Long Zun smiled evilly, looking at Feng Qingyang who was as calm as ink, and spoke, then he waved his hand and pointed the spear directly at Feng Qingyang's forehead.
Almost in an instant, the body turned into a ray of light. Countless dragon shadows strangled the void and turned into beams of light. Accompanied by the long spears in them, they pierced forward with force, pierced through the sky, and locked onto Feng Qingyang's head. They were unstoppable and did not change their moves. They still wanted to kill him with one shot.
This shot was stunning, this shot was domineering, the light and shadow spread across the sky and earth, the dazzling brilliance could only be seen by a quasi-saint, this shot contained the pinnacle power of the ancient dragon, it almost pierced through the stars, its power was unparalleled, it was simply a super existence that suppressed the ages.
It was a brilliant shot, and when it was about to reach Feng Qingyang, the original stream of light was completely retracted. Everyone stared at it in amazement, not knowing what they were saying. The time rules contained in this shot distorted time and space, breaking the blockade of rules and blooming. Wan Gu was shocked, and even Feng Qingyang had a look of shock on his face.
He wanted to reach out to stop it, but it was too late. The shot, which contained the rules of time, had already reached the opponent's forehead when it was fired.
Snap!
Blood flowed into the void, making a deafening roar. It was unwillingness. Everyone looked at the flowing blood and their faces changed again. Was he injured? Was he really injured? This was the first time since he started fighting that he was defeated and injured by the opponent.
Shocking and with a restrained light, this domineering shot directly broke through Feng Qingyang's physical defense, pierced the skin, and purple-gold blood flowed, drop by drop, and slowly flowed out along the tip of the gun.
"Junior brother." In the City of Sin, Li Ge could no longer bear the anger in his heart, especially after Feng Qingyang was injured. The dripping blood kept stimulating his sensitive nerves. His heart was beating with anger and burning blood.
Not only him, even the unparalleled swordsman standing beside him, who was insignificant, had his heart pounding when he saw Feng Qingyang facing so many powerful people alone. He wished that person was himself, no matter if he was an enemy or not.
He longed for a fight, longed for blood, the long sword in his hand trembled constantly, the two were on the verge of a fight, and just as they were about to attack, Qian Shangli's divine power was unpredictable, and the rules of reincarnation crushed the heavens. The vast six reincarnations appeared out of thin air and stopped the two.
"You can't do it, no matter what. Trust me, Junior Brother. Besides, haven't you noticed that he is not injured at all right now?"
"Trauma? He's bleeding," Li Ge said in a lost voice, looking at Qian Shangli with anger in his eyes, "Why did you stop me? Even if I die, I will live and die with my junior brother."
"Ridiculous." Qian Shangli was about to shout angrily, but at this moment a loud noise suddenly came from all directions. He swallowed what he wanted to say and turned his gaze to Feng Qingyang. The moment he looked over, not only him, but probably everyone present had a sudden change of expression, from the initial tension to relaxation.
It is indeed true that Long Zun Ba Jue was the best in the ancient times. He has the blood of the ancient blue dragon, and he is absolutely outstanding in both talent and cultivation. His fatal shot is unmatched in the world and he looks down on the world.
But when this shot pierced Feng Qingyang's forehead, although it made the opponent bleed, it was like being stuck in a quagmire, or encountering an iron plate that was difficult to pierce through, and could not move forward even a little bit.
At this moment, Feng Qingyang raised his hand and clamped the tip of the gun. His eyes remained unchanged and indifferent as he looked at Long Zun in front of him, as if he was mocking the other party's arrogance.
The rhythm of Taoism filled the sky, and the green lotus swayed. Feng Qingyang held the lotus leaf and pressed it lightly. After raising it, he swung the spear. Thousands of green lights shot out and killed Long Zun who was close at hand. The powerful and terrifying blow forced Long Zun to draw his spear and dodge in a flash.
"Okay! I recognize you." Long Zun was not annoyed, and there was no trace of humiliation on his face for not having shot him to death. On the contrary, his whole body was more sharp than before, and he glared at Feng Qingyang fiercely.
The domineering scene lasted only a few breaths, and it went through ups and downs. Tens of thousands of ancient monks were on edge. If Feng Qingyang hadn't blocked the previous shot, they would have been torn apart by now. Especially Qian Shangli and others, they were almost exhausted.
After all, Feng Qingyang now represents their face, not to mention that he is also the spiritual pillar of this place. It is because of his existence that the ancient and ancient powers who were eyeing him from all directions did not start a massacre.
This is not only a contest of victory or defeat, nor is it a battle of life and death, but it concerns the direction of destiny. To this day, how could they not know that this is because of the catastrophe
All these powerful beings came out in full force just to kill Feng Qingyang. Perhaps it was to eliminate this great enemy of his. Or, in Feng Qingyang's opinion, this was Heaven's way of testing his results to see whether he had grown to the point where he could enter the calamity of the emperor.
"kill!"
"Of course." Feng Qingyang nodded. The wound on his forehead was frightening. His mind moved slightly, and his powerful recovery ability immediately stopped the injury and restored it to its original state, eliminating the power of Dragon Lord at the wound.
“Come again!”