"Get away!" Feng Lang was so anxious and furious at the same time that he almost lost his mind. When he saw someone blocking him, he didn't say anything nonsense. After shouting loudly, he waved his palm and struck.
Feng Lang was so terrifying in his rage. This palm movement condensed at least 80% of his spiritual power, roaring and sweeping towards the six fourth-level monks like a wild dragon.
Wen Xingfan arranged six fourth-level monks here, and he was well prepared. Although Feng Lang's attack was extremely powerful, it was not that easy to deal with these six fourth-level monks. Before Feng Lang struck out with his palm, the six fourth-level monks were fully prepared. Seeing the force of the palm coming, the six of them had already accumulated spiritual power and released it at the same time, like six swords and swords, striking each other from the side one after another. Shang Fenglang's palm strength.
Although Fenglang's palm strength was fierce, it could not withstand the wheel battle between six people, and collapsed before he could achieve any success. Before Feng Lang could prepare a second wave of attacks, the six of them struck preemptively and used six spiritual waves to form a large net, completely covering Feng Lang's figure. Fenglang's cultivation level was one level higher than that of the six people. Although he was not afraid of the six people's attacks, he had to freeze his body and could not go any further. [
After defeating the six people's spiritual power with a wave of his palm, Feng Lang's eyes turned into a 'sea of blood' due to extreme anger and hatred.
"You are seeking death!" Feng Lang gritted his teeth and spat out four words, his voice cold and biting, as if he came from the Nine Nether Hell.
The six fourth-level monks all trembled when they heard this, and their expressions changed slightly.
"Feng Lang, this is the territory of the Seven Star Sect. If you want to act wild here, you must think clearly first!" said a fourth-level monk.
"I don't care who owns this place. If anyone dares to hurt my sister, I will kill him!" Feng Lang said every word, which showed that he was determined to fight to the death.
The six fourth-level monks looked at each other, and one of them said, "Our master has an order to let you in, but you are not allowed to cause trouble. The mission of the six of us is to keep an eye on you and prevent you from messing around!"
"Stop talking nonsense! I want to go in!"
The six fourth-level monks all stepped aside, revealing a passage. "Please!"
At this time, Feng Lang could only think about Feng Yong and could not think of other thoughts at all. Regardless of whether Wen Xingfan had dug a trap for him or not, Feng Lang just roared angrily and stepped into the restricted area of the Seven Star Sect with his head held high.
Under the guidance and supervision of six fourth-level monks, Feng Lang quickly arrived at the execution site. Seeing Feng Yong tied up on the high platform from a distance, her cheeks were red and swollen, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding. She had obviously been hurt. Feng Lang felt as if a bomb had exploded in his heart, and his blood was driven by anger. It was like a strong wind that swept through his entire body and mind.
"Yong'er!" Feng Lang roared wildly, the sound rising into the sky.
Wen Xingfan, Mu Bai, Ao Xiu and representatives of several sects, who were sipping tea and waiting for the 'good show' to start, heard this roar and turned their eyes around excitedly.
"Hahaha... the show finally begins!" Wen Xingfan said with a loud laugh.
"Look at that person named Feng, I'm afraid he's going crazy!" Aoxiu pointed at Feng Lang and laughed happily.
"Are you crazy? Hehe... This hasn't even started yet!" Wen Xingfan was also very satisfied with the effect in front of him and kept laughing.