This man is extremely arrogant, as if this is just a small shrimp to him.
"That's brave."
Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, his eyes filled with coldness. Only then did he realize that although the appearance of God's will brought him prestige, it also brought him countless troubles.
They did not show any awe to Feng Qingyang just because he was summoned. On the contrary, they were all like the original Youlong, thinking only of killing Feng Qingyang, seizing the divine will in his hands, and his own foundation of immortality.
At this moment, he restrained his expression and no longer paid any attention to the figure in front of him, nor did he pay any attention to the powerful aura coming from him. Instead, he kept walking and took a step forward. In an instant, he crossed a distance of dozens of feet, and the distance between the two of them was shortened at this time.
Almost at the moment of getting closer, the silver fox mask was quietly put on his face, and he walked straight to his face, then raised his hand and punched him hard.
With a loud bang, a domineering roar spread throughout the void. The violent sound shook the earth and turned into a violent murderous intent. As his fist swung out, it approached in an instant. This power was enough to crush any early God King who was caught off guard.
"You big bastard, do you know who I am?" Under this punch, his whole body trembled. He raised his hand and crushed a jade slip. Suddenly, there was a clang sound, and the blue light curtain that appeared afterwards actually blocked Feng Qingyang's attack directly.
"This young master will kill you today."
He snorted coldly and said proudly, flipping his hand, a stream of light flashed, causing the heaven and earth to roar, and a thick thunder appeared from the sky, roaring and heading straight for Feng Qingyang.
"The origin of thunder?" Feng Qingyang's eyes narrowed, but his expression did not change. The only people who could use the origin of thunder in Youzhou were the descendants of the main city. This person must be a member of the royal family without a doubt. No wonder he could kill him so unscrupulously on the top of the city.
The roar echoed through heaven and earth. Thunder, with the power of the origin, rushed straight towards Feng Qingyang. The eight wildernesses locked him on all sides. The golden voice laughed again. This thunder was not his origin, but borrowed from a magic weapon of the mid-stage God King.
He believed that with this power, he could completely suppress the opponent, and in fact this was the case. Feng Qingyang was currently unable to resist the power of a mid-stage God King.
Almost at the moment of appearance, thunder entered his body. Feng Qingyang's whole body shook and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Under this powerful shock, his body took a step back. Thunder and lightning surrounded his whole body, like a nimble and strange poisonous snake, constantly shuttling back and forth.
At the same time, the sky sank downward, and a huge hand made of thunder gathered in the void, and then suddenly pressed down. The golden figure was hidden in it, looking at Feng Qingyang with cold eyes, as if he saw the moment when the other party could not bear it and collapsed.
"How dare you directly assassinate the person chosen by the God Emperor? How brave are you? Don't you want to live?" Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, kicked his foot, and his body, which was originally retreating, stopped in an instant.
"Killing you is just like killing an ant." The golden figure smiled arrogantly. At this time, countless ancient gods had gathered in the void. They looked at Feng Qingyang who was talking to the golden figure in shock.
"This is the third son of the Lord of Youzhou. Who is that? How dare he talk to him so arrogantly?"
"You don't know? He is Feng Qingyang, who is now famous throughout the Jiuli Divine Dynasty. He is the person handpicked by the Divine Emperor, a general under the command of the Grand Marshal Zhenxi, and he is also the candidate to enter the Daozu inheritance land this time."
Everyone was talking about it, looking at Feng Qingyang with sympathy, thinking that it wouldn't be long before the other party would be killed by a few hits from this golden figure.
"You kill me like an ant, but do you know that I kill you like an ant as well?" Feng Qingyang didn't get angry but laughed instead, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes. He took a step forward, breaking through the void and rushing forward.
"Immortal magic - Six Paths of Reincarnation!" Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, and he quickly made double kill seals and pressed suddenly towards the void. With a bang, a huge disk of reincarnation spun out and crushed away in the midst of a loud bang.
The power of immortal magic swept through the void, and with a loud bang, it directly blew up the light blue light curtain. In a flash, it completely descended on the golden figure.
ah!
The golden figure screamed. Under this horrific crush, his body unexpectedly underwent a rare and extremely horrific collapse. Feng Qingyang's Six Paths of Reincarnation first cut off his divine laws, and then locked his body with a huge repressive force.
"Now, you can die." Feng Qingyang sneered, triggered the time law on the mask, and came in front of the golden figure with a whoosh. He raised his hand, rotated his palm and punched. Even if the opponent was the third son of the Lord of Youzhou, if he wanted Feng Qingyang to show mercy based on this, it would undoubtedly be a pipe dream.
A shrill scream was heard, his body was covered in blood. Just one punch left a big hole in his flesh and he almost died. His body rolled backwards and slammed hard against the city wall not far away. He suddenly became listless and his face turned pale. His originally arrogant look was instantly replaced by fear, like a flood, which emerged from his heart unstoppably the moment it appeared.
"I am the third son of the Lord of Youzhou. You can't kill me. If you kill me, you will also die." The golden light disappeared, revealing the miserable shadow in it.
This is a young man who looks handsome, but his eyes are filled with gloom. Although they are filled with fear, there is still a very vicious light hidden in the deepest part of them.
Feng Qingyang snorted coldly. He knew what the other party was thinking. If he offended him, he would have no way out. No matter whether he let him go or killed him, even if he let him go, the other party would quickly gather troops and block him in the main city of Youzhou. In this way, there would be many more changes. In this case, he would just kill him and run away immediately.
He couldn't do that. The Lord of Youzhou would not kill him openly like these idiots. Who would dare to disobey the power of the Divine Emperor
"You are allowed to kill me, but I am not allowed to kill you?" Feng Qingyang grinned grimly. He pretended not to care, but in fact, he had doomed the other person's fate the moment he put on the mask.
Looking at the young man with a grim expression, Feng Qingyang walked towards him step by step, with a powerful oppressive force, and locked onto him directly. The coldness at that moment was like ten thousand years of ice.
"This is Youzhou, this is my territory."
"Even if it's your territory, so what? You will still die." Feng Qingyang laughed wildly, and when he approached the other party, he slowly raised his hand.