A flash of light appeared and instantly landed at the end of the teleportation array. This place was the central area controlled by the Qian family. It was originally a prosperous place, but now it was extremely deserted. Needless to say, it was known that something big was about to happen.
Feng Qingyang had a cold expression on his face, and his powerful spiritual sense swept around wantonly. Just after locking onto the direction, an evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. If the mixed-haired bird woke up at this moment, it would surely find that this was a sign that he was about to go berserk.
"Look how I overthrow you!"
The anger in his heart was completely released at this moment, and the surging murderous intent almost burst out. His appearance caused the world to begin to change.
The wind and clouds were unpredictable, rolling and unrolling. With him as the center of the world, a huge blood cloud condensed in an instant. Feng Qingyang, with the blessing of this blood cloud, rushed forward.
Not long after, they arrived at the end. Looking around, they saw cultivators in uniform attire everywhere in the sky and on the ground. Their cultivation was extremely powerful, and the weakest ones were at the entry level of Taoism.
Feng Qingyang obviously didn't take these seriously. In his eyes, they were just cannon fodder. Apart from the faint hint of the Dao Transformation Realm within them, he wasn't worried at all.
"Are they the people who surrounded the Qian family?" He murmured, as if a devil had descended to the earth. His aura had already attracted everyone in front of him to look eagerly.
Taking a deep breath, Feng Qingyang descended from the void and walked on the ground. His eyes were deep and his face was gloomy. Apart from the murderous intent radiating from his expression, there was no trace of anything else.
"Who is Wang Chen!"
As soon as these words were spoken, it was like thunder, and tangible sound waves visible to the naked eye spread out, causing the originally peaceful world to suddenly produce a violent storm, sweeping away the people in front with a whistling sound.
This roar shocked everyone present, penetrated through layers of blockades, echoed in the center of the crowd, resounded through the void, and lingered for a long time. Not only them were shocked, but also all the people in the Qian family who were surrounded in the center.
"Qing Yang!"
"Brother Qingyang!"
Two exclamations sounded at the same time, and the Holy Prince, who was sitting cross-legged, stood up with a bang, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and the fatigue on his face disappeared. ""
"Now that Qingyang is here, there is no need to worry here!" After saying that, he turned his gaze to the Qian family members around him, gave them an encouraging look, raised his hand, grasped the golden cudgel in his hand, and a surge of fighting spirit rose up instantly.
The fighting and training during these days have allowed the Saint Prince to break through to the realm of Demon King. Relying on his own fighting skills, he alone can hold off several Dao Transformation Realm masters present.
But a hero cannot stand against a large number of people. This time, the Wang family took action with the entire army, leaving no room for maneuver, and it seemed that the Wang family was sure to be defeated.
Fortunately, Feng Qingyang returned at the critical moment. Others might not know his current cultivation level, but the Holy Prince knew it. He and Feng Qingyang had a jade slip for transmitting sound, and sometimes they would transmit sound to each other.
Therefore, the Holy Prince knew more or less about his changes and breakthroughs. That's why he breathed a sigh of relief after Feng Qingyang returned.
In the outside world, when Feng Qingyang roared, countless bright lights suddenly appeared in front of him. The army that originally surrounded the Qian family was divided into two teams, one team slowly advanced towards Feng Qingyang, while the other team continued to put pressure on the Qian family.
As long as the Qian family's defense formation is broken, everything will be settled. The melee in Zhongzhou is not limited to these two families, but involves a wide range of people. Countless powerful people died in the Qingqiu ancient tomb that day, which directly led to the current separatist war.
Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimps. After the death of their leader, some large sects are instantly conquered by their enemies and reduced to third-rate small sects. This has become common nowadays.
For resources and interests, countless great sects began to fight each other. This is just a microcosm of the situation. They said that they forced Qian Duoduo to marry Wang Chen, but in fact it was just a cover, a cover to forcibly annex the Qian family.
"kill!"
Feng Qingyang took a deep breath and did not continue speaking. After a brief moment of confusion, the other party seemed to have known his identity, and they all emitted their own avenues and glared at him.
At this moment, Feng Qingyang had only one thought in his mind, which was to rescue Qian Duoduo and the people who were surrounded. This thought almost turned into an obsession.
He moved his feet with strange steps, and in the void legend, he was like a fish in the water. His figure was as fast as lightning, leaving no trace. The moment he rushed out, he came to the edge of the crowd in an instant. Without thinking, he spread out his five fingers and swung them forward, and a five-layer sword mountain appeared.
His move made the murderous intent of the people in front of him even more surging, like a united force. The bursting momentum instantly caused the blood clouds in the sky to collapse, rising high and high, until finally gathering together, like the sea bursting its dam, with three thousand huge waves coming towards him.
The Five-Layer Sword Mountain appeared and landed directly above the people in the front. As it spun, the crazy cutting force made the two of them change color suddenly. They never thought that Feng Qingyang's magical power was so powerful.
However, after all, they were born in wealthy families and were well-trained. After only a brief disturbance, they reorganized their formation in an instant. Countless avenues were superimposed, and at the same time, the Wang family's combined magical powers were displayed. With both hands clenched, countless divine thunders visible to the naked eye appeared and rushed towards Feng Qingyang.
The divine thunder roared, containing astonishing pressure, but just as it was brewing and taking shape, it encountered the Five-Layer Sword Mountain that came crushing it. Without any pause, the divine thunder collapsed and exploded in an instant.
But at the moment of the explosion, a huge hand that covered the sky suddenly stretched out from behind the Wang family cultivators, carrying rolling divine thunder, and instantly slapped Feng Qingyang. The moment it touched the fifth-level sword mountain, it destroyed Feng Qingyang's magical power with just a flick of its fingers.
It was unstoppable, and its residual power swept across the world, extremely terrifying. It was obvious that the aura emitted by Feng Qingyang had alarmed the super powerful person behind.
Feng Qingyang's expression turned cold, and he rushed forward. He rolled up his sleeves, put two fingers together, and the moment they were raised, an extremely sharp sword light shot up into the sky.
A flash of light flashed from the sky, and its speed increased rapidly, converging between Feng Qingyang's raised fingers. It slashed downwards and slammed into the huge hand that was stretched out to cover the sky.
There was a loud bang and the big hand exploded, but it did not stop the sword energy from continuing to sink. It was almost like cutting tofu. All the cultivators on the edge of the sword energy were turned into ashes without even a scream. Their souls were shattered under this shocking sword.
"How dare you, you evil beast, stop being so arrogant!"
An angry shout was heard from behind the crowd, and two rays of light crossed and spun around. With a flash of silver light, two middle-aged men suddenly appeared in front of him. Judging from their fluctuating cultivation levels, they were both in the Dao Transformation Realm. At this moment, they were looking at Feng Qingyang with unfriendly expressions.
“Get out of the way!”
Feng Qingyang's face was so gloomy that it looked like water was about to drip out of it. However, he just shook slightly and came in front of the two men in everyone's surprised gaze.
He raised his right hand, put his fingers together again, and activated his magic power. When the intention of cutting began to appear, he pressed forward suddenly.