"The peak of the middle stage of Demon King!" Seeing the man with the feather fan take action, Feng Qingyang suddenly saw the other party's realm. He didn't expect that this seemingly unremarkable man had such a strong cultivation base.
In a flash, Feng Qingyang's body shook and he came to the side of the guest official at an extremely fast speed. He blasted away the attack of the man with the feather fan with a flip of his hand and firmly blocked the pressure exerted by the other party.
When the two collided, Feng Qingyang stood still, but the man with the feather fan took three steps back. It was obvious who would win and who would lose.
Although he has reached the peak of the middle stage of the Demon King, he did not break through on his own, but relied on a large number of spiritual medicines to force himself to do so. This is why Feng Qingyang dared to come out and fight him.
Firstly, he and this guest official were in the same camp. If they established a good relationship, it would be helpful to find out the news about Yanhuo in the future. Moreover, the other party's realm was unstable and Qixi was fluctuating greatly.
Although he has reached the peak of the middle stage of the Demon King, he has actually only entered the early stage of the Demon King. Otherwise, Feng Qingyang's attack would not simply cause the person to retreat three steps, but would directly cause the person to spit out blood.
"This person?" The others were all stunned, and immediately focused their attention on Feng Qingyang. They didn't know him, but they more or less knew that a powerful golden guest had come to the Zhan Tai family some time ago. Could it be this person? A hint of speculation, even though they already knew the result, still appeared in their minds. The desire to find out the truth was deeply whetting their appetite.
Zhan Taiyu stood aside with his eyes narrowed. When he finally wanted to take action to change his image in the guest official's mind, Feng Qingyang took the initiative. Although he was angry, he could do nothing about it.
Under no circumstances could he avoid it, and Zhihao retreated to the second line, watching the development of the situation. Suddenly, he realized that maybe he could use these people to kill Feng Qingyang this time. Although that would mean the Zhan Tai family would lose a powerful guest, it would also allow him to get rid of a worry. At least he wouldn't feel that fear every time he saw him.
However, the next scene shocked everyone, as if they had seen it for the first time. Feng Qingyang succeeded in one strike and did not stop.
Instead, he took a step forward, and with a series of phantoms whizzing by, he came to the side of the man with the feather fan, stepped on him with an unstoppable force, and looked down at him.
No one even saw the speed and power that erupted at that instant. They only saw a flash before their eyes, followed by countless overlapping afterimages that finally converged together.
And at the moment when the afterimages gathered, the man with the feather fan fell at the opponent's feet, with a painful expression on his face, indescribable discomfort, and trembling from time to time, but the strange thing was that he was unable to resist.
"Who are you? Do you know the consequences of offending me? If you let me go now, I will let bygones be bygones!" said the man with the feather fan ferociously, his eyes filled with hatred.
His expression was distorted. God knew how much hatred he was feeling at the moment. It almost made his whole body burn. He originally wanted to show off in front of the person he liked.
But I didn't expect that I had hit a wall, a rock that was much harder than me. Without asking any questions or giving me any chance, it just stepped on me.
The important thing was that he didn't have the slightest power to resist. He was the only one who could feel the momentum and murderous intent that erupted from the other party in an instant. At that moment, he was really scared.
It would have been fine if he didn't say anything, but once he spoke, Feng Qingyang became even more indifferent. This kind of threat was the thing he was least afraid of in his life. He smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
He raised his head and looked around. Almost no one dared to meet his sharp eyes. They all lowered their heads or turned their heads away to avoid his sharp gaze. After a long time, Feng Qingyang turned around and looked at the man with the feather fan on the ground who was looking at him fiercely.
"Just you?" As soon as he said this, he pushed hard with his feet. There was a click and the sound of broken bones was heard. But in an instant, at the moment when the bones shattered, a terrifying scream that shook the earth was heard.
The body of the man with the feather fan was shaking, and his cries of pain spread across the sky and into everyone's ears, making them all terrified. They all gasped and looked at Feng Qingyang in disbelief.
Although his expression still looked ferocious, it actually gave everyone the feeling that he was no longer as fierce as before. On the contrary, it was a kind of wailing... and pitiful!
The whole world was filled with a sense of fear amidst the wailing. That fear directly penetrated into everyone's soul. There was no way to avoid it and they could only endure it.
Feng Qingyang acted swiftly and decisively, and with his iron-fisted and bloody methods, he instantly suppressed everyone's arrogance. The surroundings were silent, with only the man with the feather fan at his feet howling ferociously.
"Brother, you said he defiled your Taoist partner? What do you want to do now?" Feng Qingyang turned around and looked at the guest official behind him, smiling at the corner of his eyes and looking at him kindly.
"No matter what you do, I will bear the consequences for you!"
Hearing this, the guest officials calculated with their noses. Even Zhan Taiyu and the other guest officials looked at Feng Qingyang in surprise, wondering why the other party was so kind and was willing to offend the powerful to protect the life and property of such a cannon fodder.
They were short-sighted, but some of them guessed Feng Qingyang's thoughts, but they just didn't say anything. But in the final analysis, no matter what his mentality was, Feng Qingyang's behavior this time had completely won the hearts of the guests.
Especially the person he saved, he was trembling with excitement, slowly walked out from behind him, looked at the man wailing on the ground, a trace of pain flashed across his face.
"Back then, you and I were as close as brothers. I carried you out of a sea of blood and corpses, but you turned your back on me. You schemed against my will, defiled my Taoist partner, and even brought your family forces to hunt me down again and again. Today... is the day we meet again!"
Upon hearing this, the man with the feather fan's face changed drastically, turning pale with pain, but he did not say anything. Instead, he looked at the guest with great complacency. Although the twitching of the corners of his mouth made him painful, in his heart, it seemed that even though he knew he was going to die, he was determined to disgust the other person for the rest of his life.
"Why, don't you know? She enjoys herself under my crotch every day..."
Before he could finish his words, the guest official punched him in the head and smashed it. Just when his soul appeared, Feng Qingyang took the opportunity to devour it. The speed was so fast that no one had time to react or think of countermeasures.
It was not until the person in front of them was dead that they realized that the other party had killed him. At that moment, an atmosphere of terror spread, and everyone felt that the Western Holy City was really about to fall into chaos, and this was obviously just a microcosm of the beginning of the chaos.