As he spoke, Feng Qingyang threw a punch, not hitting the man, but directly across his cheek and hitting the chest of another man behind him.
At that moment, there was no screaming, only the sound of bones bursting and blood splattering through the air. The void centered on his fist cracked in an instant, and the man who was hit first was reduced to ashes.
Feng Qingyang stood there in a dark and cold light, like a demon god. It went without saying that the man was the one who was secretly monitoring the young man. With his intelligence, he must have understood the cause and effect of the matter.
"Thank you for saving me, fellow Taoist. I will repay you one day." The young man's expression remained unchanged, but there was a hint of excitement in his eyes. He clasped his fists and bowed to Feng Qingyang.
There was someone watching him from behind, which was why he did not reveal his identity as soon as he arrived. But after Feng Qingyang called out his name directly, he realized that someone had come to rescue him.
But even so, they couldn't easily trust Feng Qingyang. After all, the two were not familiar with each other, and he might be the invincible one sent by the Thirty-Six Caves.
Therefore, he tried to test him, and when Feng Qingyang knocked the person behind him away with a punch, he completely understood that he was not a person of Thirty-Six Caves, and thus let down his guard.
Although Feng Qingyang had a lifesaver, he still kept his distance and was unwilling to get closer to Feng Qingyang. Feng Qingyang's expression remained unchanged, but he was secretly admiring him in his heart.
"This place is in chaos. I think the army of thirty-six caves will come to guard it soon. Come with me, and I will help you create this second prison."
Finally, Feng Qingyang said in a deep voice that although they had found the person they needed, it did not mean that they had successfully escaped. Not to mention anything else, just breaking the last restriction of the second level would require some effort.
"Fellow Daoist, do you know how to break the second level of prison?" Following behind Feng Qingyang, the young man seemed extremely relaxed. Although the two seemed to be about the same age, Feng Qingyang's maturity made him subconsciously believe that this was just an illusion of the powerful.
"We'll know when the time comes." Feng Qingyang said this without even turning his head, and kept walking forward. There was a riot here, and there were a large number of people. Although the three of them looked strange, compared to these strange people, they did not attract anyone's attention.
Soon, they arrived at the border, where there was a storm visible to the naked eye. The storm was so strong that it even affected people's souls. Feng Qingyang just stood on the edge and felt it, and he felt his whole body trembling.
He was like this, not to mention the young man behind him who was only at the level of a demon general. At this moment, he had already held his breath and followed Feng Qingyang closely, not daring to disturb him.
"This restriction is like a method of rebellion. If you want to break it, you can only do the opposite. But if you do so, it will definitely cause the collapse and breakdown of this place."
"I think the second prison is in a special space. Only by breaking it can we really get out." After hesitating for a moment, Feng Qingyang put down the woman on his shoulder and hugged her instead.
He raised his right hand, and the storage ring flashed, and suddenly a dark red magic sword with a width of five fingers appeared. He muttered something, and suddenly, he raised the sword and swept it past.
But with a loud bang, this extremely strong storm seemed to be ignited, and the surging recoil force came wave after wave, almost without stopping.
"It won't work!" He snorted coldly, his eyes were as fast as lightning, and he opened his third eye in an instant. Everything he saw was confusion, but in the confusion, there were countless threads connecting it together.
"Yes, it is this thread." Feng Qingyang was delighted. He did not expect that the restriction would instantly reveal its true form under the surveillance of the Heavenly Eye.
He raised the sword, and his devilish heart instantly swelled. At that moment, the aura emanating from his body was like the sky falling and the earth collapsing, and behind him appeared a sharp sword energy that was thousands of feet high.
Sweeping in all directions, the sword energy was so strong that it forced everyone within a hundred feet into a corner. The originally chaotic crowd suddenly stopped in the face of the sword energy.
Everyone looked towards the source of the sound, only to see Feng Qingyang with flying hair and clothes whiter than snow. Although he still maintained the appearance of a flying eagle messenger, the aura he exuded completely shocked everyone.
How could this be an ordinary demon king? It was not until this moment that they truly understood that this person was just pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, and his appearance was probably fake.
While he was thinking, he raised his sword and slashed it down in an instant. At that moment, he was extremely handsome and radiant, and the demonic energy reached its peak at this moment.
"Demonic energy, he is from the City of Sin!" Someone exclaimed, and when the demonic energy came out, the earth shook, and the magic sword in his hand could no longer be controlled and fell into riot.
Raise your right hand and stroke it downwards, just one stroke, the mountains and rivers turn upside down, the stars turn upside down, even the mountains and rivers will be reduced to ashes in an instant.
Sizzle!
A sharp and endless crisp sound was heard. Everyone naturally did not understand what it was, but Feng Qingyang knew that this was the result of the magic sword cutting on the thread in the storm.
Originally he thought it would be possible to break it directly, but he never expected that he had underestimated the strength of the restriction. With such a powerful sword, it could only break one path.
And within this restriction, there are countless silk threads crisscrossing each other with almost no end. Cutting off one of them is almost insignificant to the person himself.
The important thing is that this sword has alarmed the White Rhino Cave Master who was in seclusion. If it weren't for the existence of the Fifth Cave Master in his cave, he would have appeared long ago to stop Feng Qingyang.
"Bai Lu, what do you mean by letting the flying eagle destroy my second prison?" Inside the White Rhino Cave's main cave, a middle-aged man looked at the dignified woman in front of him and said angrily.
Although he was angry, there was no murderous intent in his aura, and there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes as he spoke. He looked as if he was troubled by the fact that he could not hurt the woman in any way.
"White Rhino, stop talking nonsense. The grudge between you and me should have been settled long ago. I won't do anything to you today. I just want you to sit here for half a day and not go anywhere!"
Bai Lu frowned. She was naturally aware of the changes in the outside world, but this was also because Feng Qingyang was still wearing the cloak of the Flying Eagle Messenger.
If Feng Qingyang exposed her identity, she would not be able to escape the blame. Even though she herself played a huge role in the White Rhino, before breaking through the blockade of this exile land, it would naturally be clear what was more important.
Her words fell into the ears of the White Rhino Cave Master, who frowned. Looking deeply at the slightly stubborn middle-aged woman, the White Rhino Cave Master finally sighed.
"Back then, you only knew half of it. If you still blame me now, then I have nothing to say."