1688. Chapter one thousand six hundred eighty-eight no sword servants!
ps: In the previous chapter, the two Dao bodies were typed incorrectly, and they were six. It has been corrected.
The surrounding area where hundreds of thousands of monks gathered fell into a brief silence.
At this moment, I'm afraid you can hear a needle drop.
But then, countless gasps of air rang out almost simultaneously.
Qin Yu's words echoed in everyone's minds.
"We are not afraid of the demons coming out to attack us..."
"You are just one of the thousands of descendants of Emperor Fengdu..."
These two sentences completely washed away everyone's understanding of Xuanyuan Xingchen. What kind of courage and courage can you say these two sentences?
He was not afraid of the demons' attacks, but in his eyes Feng Yijian was just one of the thousands of descendants of Emperor Fengdu...
What made everyone speechless was that they were unable to refute, especially about Feng Yijian.
That's right, how can a person who is not even afraid of the demon clan be afraid of your grandson, Emperor Fengdu?
These two sentences made many monks have the idea of Feng Yijian not knowing the heights of the sky... He actually went to the Forty-Nine Sect to tease Xuanyuan Xingchen?
Not only these monks, but also the severely injured Feng Yijian briefly had this idea in his mind. Did he really not know how high the sky was?
Qin Yu didn't pay attention to what the monks around him thought, let alone take it to heart. He slowly walked towards Feng Yijian, stopped beside him, looked down at Feng Yijian, and said calmly: "As a person
The grandson of Emperor Fengdu, you are qualified to be domineering and arrogant, but you should never provoke me again and again."
"Provoke you? Haha, what if I provoke you?? Mr. Jian, kill him!" Feng Yijian, who was lying injured on the ground, shouted sternly with a ferocious smile on his face.
Feng Yijian, who had never experienced such humiliation since he was a child, almost went berserk, let alone being watched by ten monsters in the wilderness.
If Feng Yijian just wanted to humiliate Qin Yu before, then now he wanted to pull Qin Yu's tendons and peel off Qin Yu's skin. Only in this way could he eliminate the cruelty in his heart.
"Buzz!" At this moment, a light curtain appeared above. The light curtain enveloped Qin Yu, Feng Yijian, and the fighting Taoshen and monsters. An old figure sat cross-legged on the light curtain, like a statue.
The gods are sitting here.
This person sitting cross-legged is none other than Dao Wuji.
Last time, Qin Yu almost died tragically, which made Dao Wuji pay attention to Qin Yu.
"Let the juniors resolve matters between juniors." Dao Wuji looked calmly at the old man slowly emerging in front of him, carrying an empty scabbard.
"I'm just a sword-carrying servant who adheres to the principle of "obey orders and protect the master's peace." Lord Wuji, why do you need to trouble this old slave?" The old man slowly raised his head, looked at Dao Wuji who was sitting cross-legged, and said.
"I would like to see the strength of the swordless slave." Dao Wuji looked at the old sword slave and said.
The last time he bypassed Feng Yijian, it was indeed because of the kindness of Emperor Fengdu. Now, he would never back down. Although Feng Yijian was the grandson of Emperor Fengdu, he killed Feng Yijian. Fengdu
The emperor wouldn't say anything more, because he had already given Feng Yijian the chance to step down.
Dao Wuji was only one level lower than Emperor Fengdu, so naturally he would not take Feng Yijian seriously.
A light flashed in the old sword slave's eyes, and the scabbard on his back suddenly disappeared. Dao Wuji pounced directly on the old sword slave, and the two disappeared.
"Just teach him a lesson." After Dao Wuji disappeared, his voice echoed in Qin Yu's mind.
After all, he is the grandson of Emperor Fengdu. Even if he is not taken seriously, the face of Emperor Fengdu must still be taken into consideration. Therefore, it is enough to teach him a lesson, but not to kill him.
Qin Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and did not say anything more. Instead, he looked down at Feng Yijian, whose face gradually became stiff, and said, "I said before, without the great tree like Emperor Fengdu, you are just a loser." As he said this,
, Qin Yu reached for Feng Yijian with one hand.
But secretly, Qin Yu used Wu Ji Tian, and the surging power of heaven enveloped him, making him unable to move.
"Coward? Haha, I almost killed you last time, and this time I tried every possible means to make you lose face, and what can you... do to me? If I want you to be, I will kill you, but you... dare to kill me
"?" Feng Yijian gave a stiff and sinister smile.
Qin Yu smiled, looked at Feng Yijian, and said, "Kill you? Wouldn't that be an advantage to you?"
"Did you take the initiative to remove the armor yourself, or did you let me blast it into pieces?" Qin Yu said calmly. The armor on Feng Yijian was of extraordinary quality. Although it was not a Hongmeng treasure, it could still survive the setting sun on the long river.
Broken, it can be seen that the defense is amazing.
"Take the initiative? Haha, I think you can smash my armor. By the way, Xuanyuan Xingchen, you either kill me today, or you accept the crazy revenge of my Feng family!! Hahaha!!" Feng Yijian
Tao with an extremely ferocious face.
"You will take it off on your own initiative." Qin Yu smiled lightly, kicked Feng Yi's sword away, and then used Hongmeng's bow. Six bone arrows appeared beside him, and he shot Feng Yi one by one.
sword.
"Boom boom boom!"
Following a series of dull loud noises, Feng Yijian was directly nailed to the light curtain by a series of bone arrows.
And the power contained in each bone arrow is astonishing. Even Zhu Batu and Nu Gang couldn't bear it, let alone Feng Yijian?
Less than a hundred arrows later, Feng Yijian turned into a bloody man.
Qin Yu said calmly: "If you take off your armor, you will suffer less..."
The monks around were dumbfounded as they looked at Feng Yijian, who was nailed to the light screen like a target, with blood all over his body. Then they looked at Qin Yu, who was expressionlessly pulling the Hongmeng Bow. They were all shocked and speechless.
.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that someone dared to humiliate the grandson of Emperor Fengdu like this in public...
After all, no matter whether Feng Yijian is one of thousands of descendants, he is the descendant of Emperor Fengdu after all, and the one behind him is Emperor Fengdu. This behavior, to a certain extent, is provocative, and even inappropriate.
Take Emperor Fengdu seriously.
"Is this a broken jar? Sooner or later, he will face a crusade from the demon clan, so Xuanyuan Xingchen simply looks away? Otherwise, why would he do this?"
"Don't talk about the countless strong men in the Feng family, let's talk about Feng Yijian's elder brother Feng Yidao. He is the most outstanding person in the Feng family and can easily kill Xuanyuan Xingchen. Now, if Feng Yijian is abused like this, Feng Yidao will never do it.
I will give up and give up!"
"Although this is the Forty-Nine Sect, this... is really unwise."
…
Many monks sighed, not knowing why Qin Yu did this. This was almost tearing their faces apart.
However, even though they thought so, their fear of Qin Yu became deeper and deeper. They were not even afraid of the grandson of Emperor Fengdu, so who else would he be afraid of?
Half an hour later.
"I, Feng Yijian, will fight you till death!"
"My brother will never let you go! No one can protect you!!"
Feng Yijian's painful roar echoed in the sky. Although the armor was able to resist it, the force of the counterattack had already displaced his internal organs!
A quarter of an hour later.
"Stop! I'm taking off my armor!!" Feng Yijian growled...if this continues, his soul will be shattered.