When Young Master Zhui Feng saw the four people fused into one, he immediately smiled disdainfully and said, "I didn't expect you four disabled people to have such abilities, but it's of no use. You will definitely die in my hands today!"
"Suffer death!"
"Autumn Wind Fist Blade!"
Young Master Zhui Feng was so fast that he blended into the wind. At this moment, his fist seemed to turn into an indestructible fairy blade, punching the body of Demon Lord Tiancan!
"Hahaha, take your life, with your speed, you can't catch up with me!" The maniacally laughing figure of Mr. Zhui Feng echoed.
Mr. Zhui Feng was very confident in his punch and felt that the four Tiancan brothers would definitely die in his hands.
And just when Young Master Zhui Feng's extremely confident punch landed in front of Demon Lord Tiancan, Demon Lord Tiancan slightly raised his hand, grabbed it forward, and easily caught Young Master Zhui Feng's punch.
This punch!
"How is this possible!"
"You can't clearly see where I am. How can you tell me which direction to attack?"
"How could you possibly catch my punch!"
Mr. Zhui Feng's fist was caught by Demon Lord Tiancan, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.
The eight pupils of Demon Lord Tiancan all looked at Mr. Zhui Feng, his eyes blood red, and a voice echoed like a demonic voice: "None of this is important anymore... What's important is... who did you say just now?"
It’s a disability!”
Young Master Zhui Feng was stared at by the eight pupils of Demon Lord Tiancan, and his pupils widened in fear. At this moment, a hint of fear and horror emerged from the bottom of his heart.
"You, you, you..., you are simply a monster!" Mr. Zhui Feng couldn't help roaring.
Demon Lord Tiancan smiled cruelly and punched Mr. Zhui Feng away.
The moment Master Zhui Feng landed, his figure disappeared again!
At the same time, the figure of Tiancan Demon Lord flickered and disappeared.
"So what? This person's speed is actually faster than mine!" Young Master Zhui Feng said in surprise.
"Is this the speed you are proud of?" At this time, a magic voice came from Master Zhui Feng's ears.
Young Master Zhui Feng turned around in horror, and he happened to find that Tiancan Demon Lord was flying against his back, maintaining the same speed as him!
Especially the eight pupils of Demon Lord Tiancan are so cold and ruthless. He stares at Young Master Zhui Feng as if he wants to skin him and convulse him!
"This, this, this..."
Mr. Chai Feng was so frightened that his face turned pale!
…
At this time, among the nine young masters, as Young Master Ji An, Young Master Feixue, and Young Master Zhui Feng took action, the rest could no longer hold back!
"My name is Lan, and the people of the Demon Sect call me Mr. Lan. I wonder which quasi-sage will come up to fight?" A young scholar wearing a blue robe walked up with a smile.
When Lin Bai saw it, he immediately walked forward!
But when Lin Bai was just about to take action, Feng Wenjun said with a smile: "Brother Lin, I think this young master is also a person who has read a few years of books. It just so happens that I have also read a few years of books. There is a lot between us.
He is a good opponent!”
Feng Wenjun walked out with a smile.
Lin Bai was cold, looked at Feng Wenjun, and said: "Brother Feng, you..."
Feng Wenjun said with a faint smile: "Brother Lin, don't worry, although I am not as strong as Yin Jiuling and Tiancan Demon Lord, I am not as weak as you think..."
"let me!"
Feng Wenjun chuckled and walked forward!
At this time, Shi Jiamu showed worry on his face. He took a step forward and took Feng Wenjun's hand, not wanting Feng Wenjun to go!
"Don't worry, Jiamu..., I will win!" Feng Wenjun chuckled: "I will not let the scene half a year ago happen to us again, and I will not take you to escape together!
"
"I will no longer seek the protection of my family!"
"I want to become stronger!"
"This way I can protect you and protect the people and things I want to protect!"
Feng Wenjun walked away, and Shi Jiamu's hand stepped forward resolutely!
"Master Lan, please give me some advice." Feng Wenjun chuckled.
Mr. Lan smiled softly and took out a huge writing brush from his storage bag. This writing brush was three meters tall with ink dripping on it...
"Please!" Mr. Lan smiled.
Feng Wenjun shook the folding fan in his hand.
At this moment, Mr. Lan moved, waved the brush in his hand, and made a stroke in the air. Suddenly the world shook, and a powerful force fell from the sky and hit Feng Wenjun's head.
"Wenjun, be careful!" Shi Jiamu couldn't help shouting at this moment.
Feng Wenjun's face twisted, and the folding fan in his hand suddenly unfolded, and with a wave, a raging storm rushed into the sky, smashing Mr. Lan's stroke into pieces!
"Sure enough, you are quite capable! In that case, I won't hold back any more!"
"Both horizontally and vertically are wells!"
Mr. Lan raised his hand and made a stroke. The huge brush in his hand stirred up the wind and clouds in the world. Four powerful forces spread out and enveloped Feng Wenjun, as if Feng Wenjun was trapped inside!
At the same time, Mr. Lan continued to wave his brush: "Four strokes make a mouthful!"
Rumble——
The sky shook violently, and endless power condensed out, as if it had transformed into the mouth of a huge demon god, biting down hard on Feng Wenjun!
Feng Wenjun's expression changed drastically, and with this concentration of power, Feng Wenjun flew backwards!
"Wenjun!" Shi Jiamu's face showed anger and worry. She looked at Mr. Lan, with murderous intent flowing out.
"Jiamu, don't come here..." Feng Wenjun got up from the ground, held the folding fan, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled to himself: "Before, when we were in the family, the elder said to me..."
"I have an extraordinary talent for cultivation, so I should focus on cultivation!"
"But I don't think so. Compared with my brother, I prefer to indulge in the mountains, rivers and books in this world!"
"I feel that with the blessing of my brother and family, I can live a carefree life!"
"But half a year ago, I realized how wrong I was!"
"Being chased by Mo Baihe and others, I had to take you to escape back to Fengge Territory, to the Feng Family..."
"It's so embarrassing..."
"Even when facing the strength of Mo Baihe and others, I still hide behind you..."
Feng Wenjun stood up, looked at Shi Jiamu, and said with a smile.
Lin Bai stood aside, listening to Feng Wenjun talking to Shi Jiamu!
"Jiamu, I'm sorry, I didn't protect you before!"
"Brother, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have disobeyed you before!"
"Father, mother, elders of the family, I'm sorry, I was too willful before!"
Feng Wenjun stood up from the ground, the warm smile on his face faded, and a cold look appeared on his face.
Lin Bai had never seen Feng Wenjun look like this.
In Lin Bai's memory, Feng Wenjun was always such a literary gentleman with a smile on his face!
At this moment, Feng Wenjun seemed to have transformed from a scholarly gentleman into a ruthless killer!
"But now..." Feng Wenjun said with a sneer: "But now... I will make everyone who has hurt you fall into ashes!"
Rumble——
Just as Feng Wenjun roared, a raging storm rushed over Feng Wenjun's body!
This wind is a black wind. It surrounds Feng Wenjun. Any object caught in it will be instantly turned into ashes...
When Mr. Lan saw Feng Wenjun's strange black wind unfolding, his eyes flashed and he drew a huge brush in his hand: "Six strokes will kill!"