After being silent for a long time, Feng Linzhe finally spoke coldly and said: "Since it is a private grudge, it is up to the parties involved to resolve it fairly and at their own risk. If you want to transfer your anger to the Feng family, then our Feng family is the only one."
Accept the challenge regardless of the consequences!"
As soon as these words came out, there was silence all around.
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that the Feng family leader's statements can be described as a step forward and a step back. It sounds like he has compromised, but at the same time, he has also drawn a clear red line.
The current intention is to let Feng Li and the alchemist resolve their personal grudges. If the other party interferes, the Feng family will also fight to the end.
This attitude is obviously unacceptable to Lao Tao and others. Since he is a person at the forefront of the storm, Feng Li's situation is naturally no longer a secret in the monastic world.
The sixth uncle of the Feng family is quite outstanding among the middle and young generations. He is now over a hundred years old and has reached the fifth level of the Soul Cultivation Realm. He is an absolute master among the middle and young generations.
And now, although their little master's strength has also improved by leaps and bounds, his cultivation level is still only at the third level of the Soul Cultivation Realm.
In terms of cultivation, there is a whole two-level difference between the two.
The point is, if the head of the Feng family lets a middle-aged and young master fight with a junior, how dare he say it's fair?
"Does the Feng family want to use this dispute to get rid of my little master? It turns out that the evil spirit is still there!"
Taoist Qingzhong snorted and pointed out the deep-seated intention of the Feng family leader. No matter what the original intention of Feng Linzhe was, there was indeed such a suspicion in making such a statement.
These words made Liu Yifan, Old Man Bingji, Zifeng and others look quite unkind, and naturally they could not tolerate such intentions.
Even the powerful people who were invited had cold eyes after hearing this. If nothing else, if the Feng family had this intention, it would be difficult for them to agree.
If there is something wrong with this alchemy master, then their trip would be in vain. This would be even harder to accept than going to war directly.
"At this point, you still want to play tricks. Do you really think that you are the only ones who dare to risk everything? If you want to fight, fight. As the head of an ancient cultivating family, you still have to be careful. It is really embarrassing!"
Yin Zhong killed the demon with an iron rod. The iron rod in his hand was as heavy as a mountain and he stamped it angrily, scorning him mercilessly.
This kind of reaction made the Feng family's hearts go cold. In terms of the level and number of experts, even though the Feng family invited a lot of help, they were still at a disadvantage.
The opponent has a huge group and is as strong as a cloud.
Although the clan leader had earlier ordered that once the war started, everyone would return to their ancestral land and face the enemy in a large formation, some older people were still a little frightened when they saw this formation.
"Hmph! Do you really think that our Feng family is a paper tiger? Does the old bandit leader dare to come out and fight?"
In the Feng family camp, an old man in gray clothes finally couldn't sit still. He disappeared from his seat and flew into the clouds, inviting old man Yin Zhong to fight.
This is the second elder of the Feng family. He is higher in seniority than the head of the Feng family and is also an old antique. This thing will increase the reputation of the Feng family.
"Old Guitou, living a long time does not mean that you are highly capable. For Feng Linzhe, it's pretty much the same. As for you..." Old Man Yin Zhong looked up with contempt in his eyes and said jokingly: "You can't do it!"
"You won't know until you fight!" The two elders of the Feng family snorted, naturally they would not be convinced.
"I'll help you!"
Old man Yin Zhong simply raised his foot and stamped his foot. The ground shook and the mountains shook. He flew up to the sky and started fighting with him.
"Is there going to be a war?" The big man Ao Xi shrank his neck. If there was a war, he would probably run away and hide far away.
In this level of competition, with his small arms and legs, he couldn't bear even a sneeze in front of those powerful people.
Of course, even Yang Di and Ye Shenyu cannot participate in the war. Their realms are too different to be of much help.
"It's not a war, it's just foreplay. The two sides are competing for momentum." The old Taoist shook his head.
"Then who is stronger?" Feng Wu was a little concerned. From her point of view, she naturally wanted the second elder of the Feng family to be beaten to the ground, which would relieve her anger.
"Let's see." The old Taoist smiled but said nothing.
High in the sky, as soon as the two elders of the Feng family took action, they transformed into a Qingluan, carrying the terrifying wind, and charged fiercely.
That old bone is not the true form of Qingluan, but he has evolved to that stage by using the treasure technique related to Qingluan and using tyrannical methods.
Although the Feng family bears the blood of ancient phoenixes, they are still human beings. What's more, there is no such legendary bird in this world.
An ancient ancestor who is half human and half bird is enough to shock the world. If the Feng family really has a Qingluan divine bird, wouldn't it make him proud in the world?
Faced with the opponent's powerful method of transforming into Qingluan, the old man Yin Zhong killed the demon with the iron staff without hesitation. The iron staff in his hand was swung up, like a mountain dancing in the air. Every blow fell, and it was an unknown number of times.
Thousands of kilograms.
The other strong men of the Feng family immediately opened an external formation to isolate themselves from the fluctuations of the battle, creating an invisible battlefield in the sky.
Otherwise, a confrontation of this level would be enough to cause huge damage to the ground.
The monks who were watching the battle from a distance were all watching intently. This battle was indeed not going to be peaceful. From the beginning, there were actually strong men on both sides fighting fiercely.
"The old Feng Piao from the Feng family, who became famous in the last era, has a better cultivation time than that old guy who was once a murderous maniac!" Someone said in the mountains and mountains in the distance.
The current meaning is that killing demons with an iron rod may suffer some losses.
"I don't think so. They are all the strongest. You can only know who is stronger after fighting!" There were also some older onlookers who disagreed.
Practicing for a long time has many advantages, but at a certain level, this advantage may not play a key role, and the difference is minimal.
Even if the sun is declining and your lifespan is running out, everything will begin to decline and become a weakness.
When strong men compete with each other, sometimes the battle is indistinguishable, and sometimes the winner can be decided in just one and a half moves.
Bang!
The bright light and fire were brilliant in the sky, and the wave of Taoist symbols hit the limits of the formation. The iron staff in the hand of old man Yin Zhong bloomed with blood, and crashed down in the air. There was a mountain of light and shadow, manifesting in the sky.
Feng Ping, the second elder of the Feng family, coughed up blood and rolled backwards in the air. The light and shadow of Qingluan on his body collapsed, and his eyes were horrified.
"Ancestor!"
On the ground, the younger and older generations of the Feng family screamed in horror. The two elders of the clan were actually defeated. They were no match for the old demon slayer.
What's even more frightening is that as soon as Old Man Yin Zhong takes action, he reveals his demonic side. After defeating his opponent, he doesn't give up. He actually pursues the victory and continues to swing the iron rod in his hand.
"Old ghost Feng Pang, you really can't do it. As we get older, it's time to prepare a coffin!" Old Man Yin Zhong chased while laughing wildly, like a demon king, unscrupulous.
Feng Pang, the elder brother of the Feng family, wanted to vomit blood when he heard those words, but he was more frightened and felt the oppression of death.
"Old devil, Xiu wants to be rampant!"
The cave owner of the Fire Cloud Cave, the red-haired old man with hunting sleeves and robes, suddenly rushed out and violently grabbed it with one big hand, blocking the old devil.
"snort!"
Old Man Yin Zhong struck like a madman, with blood flowing from his body. Even though the opponent was a big shot in the monastic world, he was still fearless and turned around to fight.
That kind of momentum made many people on the ground feel hairy, and some older people couldn't help but think of the murderous demon who once killed more than one famous figure.