So what if it is suppressed?

What if you insist on not taking action?

The real war has begun.

There is no way out and no room for relief.

Retreat means that there will be no return, and the abyss.

The result of taking the initiative and being passive is the same.

It won't change because of anything.

"Okay, I will follow it." Feng Canyun and Feng Qingyun were calm, his tone was flat, and he didn't care about it at all.

In this world, no one can be on par with him, and no one can be comparable to him.

How could the realm of a half-immortal?

"Feng Canyun, I'm here to participate." The voice of the ghost test was loud.

"Old man Nangong, are you sure?"

"Sure!"

Feng Canyun sighed, as if he was regretting the gods and ghosts, "Why not know how to make a fortune with your ability? You have to go to muddy waters and seek death."

"Feng Canyun, you are guilty and extremely evil. The Earth Demon Hall slaughtered martial arts people and caused a great chaos."

"The number of casualties is outrageous."

"You can't redeem your sins in eight lifetimes alone." The god-tested ghost-sacrificing words were very righteous and accused them.

"What can I do if I can't finish redeeming? What can I do to me?" Feng Canyun stretched out his arms and was wild and unruly.

"Feng Canyun, let's help the gods to measure the ghosts and make a move, and if they fail, they will be successful."

"Yes, I will help you all." Feng Canyun took action one by one.

"We are there!" Wang Doudou and the Qinglong Sect Master walked forward.

"You are the newly appointed leader of Xuanwu, right?"

"Not bad!" Wang Doudou snorted.

"The little girl is very cute, but unfortunately she followed the wrong person, just a pink skeleton."

"Your mother is also a skeleton. With a son like you, it will be a shame for a lifetime. Your mother's coffin board will probably not be able to suppress it." Wang Doudou has always had a strong mouth and is first-class in cursing skills.

No matter who it is, Wang Doudou will scold him.

This girl has never really been afraid of anyone.

Even if I offended Wang Doudou, I would definitely be scolded.

"Okay, I've said a lot of nonsense. Come on, let me give you a ride." Feng Canyun raised his proud head, arrogant.

"Lord, let us subordinates deal with these people." An old man stood up and said.

"The second elder is not necessary. You are responsible for clearing the so-called alliance people. Within one day, I will let them disappear in the martial arts world." Feng Canyun said neither lightly nor seriously.

There is a strong solemnity in the words.

"I understand that my subordinates will complete the task. The second elder of Fengyun Palace said that, and participated in a large-scale battle.

"Feng Canyun, die!" The master's wife was the first to take action.

Next is the second master's wife, the third master's wife, the magical test and ghost calculation...

Chen Bufan rushed over with the Xuanyuan Sword.

"Good come." Feng Canyun shouted loudly and flew up.

Fierce battles in the air immediately.

More than a dozen martial god realms besieged a Feng Canyun. Such high-standard fighting is rare in a century.

I will never see you in my life.

None of these people is lower than the Martial God Realm, they are all first-class masters and first-class strong men.

But can so many people succeed if they try their best to deal with one?

Looking at the current situation and the current situation, the wind and the clouds are extremely relaxed and easy to deal with.

He even used only one hand to take the move, and the other one was carried behind him.

The powerful aura suppressed the entire sky.

The explosion continued, the light flashed, and the figures were shuttled back and forth.

That kind of speed is dazzling and out of reach.

Can't see clearly at all.

"Boom!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

In less than ten moves, the third master's wife was slapped out with a palm.

The delicate body hit a big tree, and the trunk broke. The third master's wife lay on the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Gritting his teeth and getting up, enduring the pain and joining it.

"Bang!"

The Qinglong Sect Master was kicked in the chest, and his old body smashed into a stone, and he immediately split into pieces.

"Wow!"

This situation continues one by one.

In just a short time, almost everyone suffered injuries to varying degrees.

Chen Bufan was impatient and didn't know what to do, how to resolve his current disadvantages.

Feng Canyun is too strong, so powerful that everyone can only look up to.

It is estimated that he has not even played out half of his strength.

"Bang!"

"ah!"

"Oh!"

"Plop!"

About two quarters of an hour, except for Chen Bufan, all of them lost their combat power.

They sat on the ground one by one, unable to support them to continue fighting.

"Boy, you have indeed made progress, it's very good." Feng Canyun said with satisfaction.

It seems like a young man is terrifying, his successor.

"It's a pity that your strength is not enough and you have a lot of room for progress."

"Now I will let you go, don't worry about the matter here anymore, and I will give you five years to ensure that you won't kill you within five years."

"Once five years have passed, you are not qualified to fight me, so I have to take your life."

"I can't ignore the wind and clouds." Chen Bufan said word by word.

"That's just that I don't know how to be proud?"

"Whatever you say, I won't leave!" Chen Bufan shook his head and was serious.

There is a master's wife here, and there are so many people, how could he ignore them for just five years of misfortune?

Chen Bufan couldn't do it.

Violating conscience and morality.

Violating the responsibility and responsibility of being a man.

"Are you decided?"

"Yes! It's a decision!" Chen Bufan was loud and unwavering.

"Then I am not polite to you. You can't block my way, no one is allowed. If you dare to stop me, I will let him die." Feng Canyun was extremely domineering.

"I will fight to the death with you."

"Okay, take out your bottom."

"The fairy sword asks the sky!"

Chen Bufan no longer used the ink traces and performed the nine Xuanyuan styles.

Feng Canyun shook his head and looked at him disdainfully, as if he was talking about those moves and useless sword techniques.
To be continued...