"Senior! I have heard of this person, it should be very difficult to deal with. Why don't you let me come to see you for the detention!" the man said hurriedly.

Although Feng Yang did not look at these people on his face, he could also hear that Wen Xuan's voice. He was also very entangled with this disciple Feng Yang. Wen Xuan did not appear when he was chased. Feng Yang was very angry at that time.

Feng Yang didn't say anything this time, just wait and see what happened.

"You? You'd better take a break! What? Want to seek credit in front of the Qingxian Immortal Emperor?" Qian Hu was the Dan King after all, so how could he not understand Wen Xuan's thoughts?

"No, I want to give the worry to Senior Dan King!" Wen Xuan said hurriedly.

"No need!" After Qian Hu finished speaking, he walked towards the main hall and prepared to go in and wait for the Qingxian Immortal Emperor.

"Senior, if you have anything else, I can take care of you. This person is very difficult!" Wen Xuan continued to say loudly.

"It's a waste to deal with it or not. From now on, no one is allowed to enter this hall. Even if there is any movement, no one can enter. Otherwise, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."

Qian Hu wanted to ask for something Feng Yang. Since there is no in the ring, it must be among some magic weapons. Generally speaking, powerful monks have good magic weapons, and they will definitely gain something from their own questioning.

After saying that, Qian Hu's figure disappeared, and the main entrance of the hall was closed instantly.

"Senior..." Wen Xuan suddenly complained secretly when he heard this sentence, knowing that what happened next was difficult. This sentence was already very obvious. This was to clean up Master Feng Yang's rhythm. To put it bluntly, it was to plunder the treasures on Master.

"Yexuan! What are you doing? Why is your attitude so abnormal today?" At this time, the city lord looked at Wenxuan and asked unhappily.

"Senior! This is Feng Yang, my mentor from the lower realm. If I hadn't been this person, I would have been wiped out long ago. How could I not be anxious? I grew up next to him." Wen Xuan said anxiously.

"Ah? If this person offended the Immortal Emperor, wouldn't he be sucked and refined?" Daluo Jinxian was also shocked at this time.

"Ah? Then what should I do?" Wen Xuan asked hurriedly.

"I can't help you with this matter. Tell the former Immortal Hu! No matter how big the relationship is, it cannot destroy the interests of the sect. You can try it!" Daluo Jinxian said lightly.

After hearing the city lord Wen Xuan rushed to the door of the hall and shouted inside.

"Former Senior Hu! I am Wen Xuan. Feng Yang is my mentor in the lower realm. He took me in that year. If it weren't for him, I would have fallen for many years. Please ask Senior to give up your hand and Wen Xuan is grateful!"

Wen Xuan shouted loudly, afraid that Qian Hu had already taken action at this time.

"Get out! Do you use my words as the wind in your ears?" Bang! At this time, a strong energy swept through Wen Xuan in an instant. The next moment, Wen Xuan was blown away, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on her chest, and she fainted the next moment.

"Uh? Ask Xuan! Ask Xuan!" At this time, the city lord was startled and hurried forward to support him.

"Cough cough! City, lord, hurry up, help me knock on the door." Wen Xuan said hurriedly, and blood was still coming out of her mouth as she spoke, and her five internal organs began to twitch at this time.

"Ask Xuan! Don't worry, Master Xuan. We are all from the same family. After all, the former Immortal Hu is also a cultivator of the Tianxia Immortal Sect. I think he should give some face and I'll try it."

The city lord was also very considerate of Wen Xuan's mood and said quickly.

"Thank you, thank you, be careful." Wen Xuan's internal organs began to tremble at this time and hurriedly entrust.

Soon the Daluo Jinxian City Lord arrived in front of the main hall. To put it bluntly, this is the main hall of the city lord. The owner here should be himself, but now that he is excluded from the door of the room, it is really disappointing.

"Former Hu Dan King, this monk inside was Wen Xuan's mentor. If Wen Xuan hadn't been without this person, I would have been wiped out long ago. Please ask senior..."

Bang! Before the Daluo Golden Immortal could finish his speech, the monk was immediately bombarded with a blow.

The city lord was hurt by the question. The meridians in his body were shattered dozens of times, and blood was constantly bleeding at the corners of his mouth, and his whole body looked dying.

"I will let you all die if you dare to delay my good things. Don't give you shame. I won't be fart if I don't say anything!"

The former immortal Hu was indeed very angry. At this time, he just put Feng Yang cross-legged across from him, and after he finished adjusting his breathing, he began to press his big hand on Feng Yang's head. This is to explore the rhythm of Feng Yang's sea of ​​consciousness.

Unexpectedly, at this time, someone was here to die.

Qian Hu shouted loudly, feeling very restless, and then yelled and put his big hand on Feng Yang's head again.

"I really didn't expect you to ask Xuan's mentor. It seems that you were really capable when you were in the lower realm back then, but you should be very clear that if you don't hand over the previous property, I can draw your soul and refine your soul. Do you understand now?"

The former immortal Hu said lightly, smiling slightly as he spoke, looking very cold.

"I do have wealth on me, and Wen Xuan is indeed my disciple, but my wealth on me is not yours, so your threat cannot restrict me."

Feng Yang felt very comfortable at this time, so he was content with what he asked Xuan from outside. At least he was not hopeless.

"Okay, okay, okay! Very good. Since you are not even afraid of soul-refining and soul-refining, I will fulfill your wishes."

Hu gritted his teeth before hearing Feng Yang's words. When he spoke, he immediately used force on his hands, and the next moment he was about to start the soul searching rhythm.

"Get out! If you want to search for my soul, are you worthy of it?"

Bang! Feng Yang was not pretending to be garlic at this time, and he reached out to slap Qian Hu.

With a crisp sound, the former monk Hu in front of him flew out horizontally, and hit the wall outside with a bang, instantly venting blood.

"You? How could you..." Hu originally knew that Feng Yang was the person sealed by him, but now such a sudden change occurred was obviously unacceptable, and he suddenly felt a terrifying.

Bang! Feng Yang also wanted to vent his anger at this time, so he slapped him again.

Before he could say anything, Qian Hu felt that the person he was being beaten up and hit the wall again.

Before this guy could come back to his senses, Feng Yang had already stepped on the man's head the next moment.

"Uh?" Qian Hu had already urinated at this time, not only because Feng Yang could move suddenly, but the key was that both of them were the first level of the Immortal Lord, but the gap between him and him was so big?

Even Feng Yang's body cannot be captured by himself, how can he fight against him?

"What are your last words? You can tell me!" Feng Yang said lightly.
Chapter completed!