The green flying sword was extremely fast, carrying with it a cutting force that could destroy the void, and it arrived in front of Feng Qingyang in an instant.
There was disdain on his face, but his heart was tense to the extreme. Although he was very proud, he was not conceited. Feng Qingyang had just casually slapped him and was able to smash his huge waves. This showed that he was definitely not a soft persimmon.
But he was wrong. Although Feng Qingyang's palm seemed casual, it actually contained tremendous power. His physical strength was as great as 1.99 million pounds, not to mention that he also had the magic power of a late-stage wandering corpse.
"Humph, another flying sword. Are all the people in this world sword cultivators?"
Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, but didn't care at all. He casually put the weapon in his arms on his shoulder, then turned around and quickly retreated behind him. Then he quickly made hand gestures with both hands, and black mist came out from his fingers, and the space between heaven and earth began to fluctuate rapidly.
"Blood Devil Finger!"
When the spell in his hand stopped, he raised his right hand and pressed his thumb towards the air...
There was a loud bang, and the sky and the earth collapsed. The void began to fold, as if there was a power that was close at hand and far away. With a press, the void was turbulent and immediately faced the flying sword.
Ding!
There was a crisp sound from the sky, and the flying sword shook twice, and then a strong green light burst out, like a powerful force that swept away dry weeds and rotten wood, and pierced towards Feng Qingyang with unstoppable force.
"You have met me, and today you will perish here!"
In the distance, Zhang Hanfei stood proudly in the void, holding an unknown spell in his hand, and a layer of emerald green light curtain was rippling around him. The light curtain hung down, wrapping him tightly inside.
However, he was wrong, he underestimated Feng Qingyang's strength!
The Blood Demon Finger was originally a secret that was not passed on. If Feng Qingyang had not killed a genius in the Yinlingquan Secret Realm, he would never have been able to learn this technique.
The finger is the sky, and the heaven and earth can be destroyed with a flip of the hand. This is the power of the Blood Demon Finger.
"With my finger, I will destroy the sky!" Feng Qingyang whispered softly...
bite!
Suddenly, a sharp whistle was heard in the air, and the flying sword suddenly stopped in front of Feng Qingyang's face. The distance was so close that it was less than three feet away from him.
Three feet, just three feet. If he advanced one more inch, he would be able to chop off Feng Qingyang's head. However, these three feet became an insurmountable end of the world.
Boom!
Then there was a loud bang, and the void was shaken. A layer of air waves visible to the naked eye spread out, and the lake on the ground also erupted with huge waves at this moment.
"court death!"
Feng Qingyang shouted angrily, and his body flashed, as fast as lightning, with "copper skin and iron bones" covering his whole body. He clenched his hands, then quickly made a spell, turned his palm into a fist, and punched forward.
There was a loud roar in the void.
"Hahaha... What a joy! I didn't expect that I, Zhang Hanfei, could meet such a powerful genius. It's worth my coming here to train!"
Amidst the water waves, the sound of Zhang Hanfei's wild laughter was heard, but this time there was no murderous intent in his laughter, only a fighting spirit that soared into the sky.
Seeing Feng Qingyang disappear, a solemn look suddenly appeared on his face. With a wave of his hand, the light curtain around his body suddenly became dazzling, as if it had been strengthened at this moment.
“Well done!”
Then there was another loud shout, and he raised his hand and slashed with a sword towards the void in front of him!
“Dang!”
There was another crisp sound, followed by a series of dense shattering sounds. Zhang Hanfei let out a muffled groan, and then like a kite with a broken string, it whooshed and crashed into the bottom of the lake.
"Are you still happy?"
Feng Qingyang appeared at the place where Zhang Hanfei disappeared with a swish, and looked at the bottom of the lake with indifference. In the center, there was a giant beast with eight claws. On top of the beast stood a young man. It was Zhang Hanfei who was knocked down by Feng Qingyang's punch.
"Fellow Daoist, please stop!"
I saw a strange color flash across his face, he raised his hand to wipe away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, then raised his body, quickly flew away from the bottom of the lake, and appeared on the surface of the lake with a swish.
"Oh? You killed me without saying a word, and begged for mercy when you couldn't win. Who do you think you are?"
Feng Qingyang sneered, but a look of indifference appeared on his face and he restrained his murderous intent. He looked at Zhang Hanfei from a distance, but countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
The Ninth Heaven of Xuanling does not seem to be as simple as a secret realm. It seems to be an independent world with mountains and water, and more importantly, there are cultivators.
"Could it be that this is an independent world?"
Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind. He looked at Zhang Hanfei deeply and said, "Give me a reason to stop!"
"Just because I'm from the Shuizhen tribe!"
"court death!"
"etc… "
Just when Feng Qingyang was about to make a move, Zhang Hanfei shouted urgently, and then there was a flash of light under him, and the giant octopus as big as a mountain disappeared in a flash.
I saw a shiny collar hanging in his hand, spinning rapidly.
"Wait a minute, Daoist friend. You appeared in the sacrificial site of my Shuizhen tribe without permission. I thought you were a spy sent by the Huozhen tribe, so I acted rashly. However, after a brief fight, I found that Daoist friend is not from the Huozhen tribe. I apologize for offending you!"
Then he muttered something, the collar in his hand flashed, and a bright light burst out instantly. The giant octopus that had disappeared appeared in an instant, and then quickly sank to the bottom of the lake.
"This is the Beast Taming Circle. It's my gift to you as an apology!"
After he finished speaking, a look of pain appeared on his face, but it was fleeting. He raised his hand and threw it, and the beast-controlling circle immediately appeared in front of Feng Qingyang.
"Oh? The beast control circle?"
Hearing this, Feng Qing raised his hand and took the Beast Taming Circle in his hand. He injected a trace of magic power into it, and countless thoughts instantly appeared in his mind, all of which were about the methods and means of using the Beast Taming Circle.
The beast-taming circle is similar to the storage ring, both of which are storage objects that seize the fortune of heaven and earth. The storage ring cannot receive goods, and it forms a space of its own inside. However, the beast-taming circle can accommodate living beings, but they can only be monsters.
"So that's how it is. I didn't expect there are such magical things in the world." He murmured slightly, shook his shoulders, and instantly held the toy in his arms, looking at it with a pair of sparkling eyes.
"Go ahead, Shuaishua." Then he raised his lips slightly, and a ray of light burst out from the beast-controlling circle. A suction force quickly came, and a sound of breaking through the air was heard. Shuaishua disappeared in an instant.
Although it disappeared, Feng Qingyang could still feel a vague connection with Shuangshua, as if he could summon it out with just a thought.
"Friend Zhang, I will accept this first, but this is not a reason for me to stop!"