Chapter 2159 I really want to go back to Dagan again
In the eyes of most cultivators in the world, although Feng Wuya is proficient in calculation, his own combat power is not outstanding, and he can only be ranked at the bottom among all the chaos realm masters.
Only Zhong Wen, who has fought against him, knows that the strength of the master of Qinxin Palace has already reached its peak. With a single shot, he can easily crush 99% of the Chaos Realm bosses in the world except for a few people.
His humility in front of others is naturally mostly his disguise.
However, the masked man in front of him actually made him feel real pressure.
Unparalleled pressure!
It felt like a huge mountain was pressing down on my chest, and it seemed like a pair of invisible big hands were squeezing my internal organs. The heart, liver, spleen, lungs and other organs would all be squeezed out with a little force.
"Who are you?"
The surprise in Feng Wuya's eyes flashed away, and his face soon returned to calm, "Feng thinks that he is a stranger to you and has no grievances, but he doesn't know why he is so cruel to my Highness Qin Xin.
hand?"
The masked man just stood there quietly, motionless, like a statue, with a faint glint in his eyes, without any intention of answering?
The two sides looked at each other, Feng Wuya's face gradually became serious, and the string in his heart became tighter and tighter.
With the incredible ability of the True Spirit Dao Body, when he interacts with people, he can often discern the other person's true thoughts and intentions from a small change in his eyes or an inconspicuous muscle twitch.
However, when facing the masked man, he was surprised to find that he had lost this ability.
The light in the opponent's eyes seemed to be able to block his own emotions, rendering his god-level deduction ability useless.
In the original land, there is such a number one person?
Could it be that he is also from...
Staring at the mysterious masked man in front of him, Feng Wuya's thoughts were racing rapidly, and thousands of possibilities flashed through his mind.
However, just when he was about to open his mouth and continue to test the other party, a subtle energy fluctuation suddenly came from behind him.
The power of space!
Feng Wuya's expression changed, and just as he was about to turn around, the masked man in the ruins suddenly moved.
I saw him leaping up and swooping over with lightning speed, raising his right arm high, and the tip of his fist suddenly shone brightly. The indescribable terrifying power was overwhelming, and the entire Qinxin Palace was completely destroyed in an instant.
shrouded in it.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
Before the punch was fired, the surrounding pavilions, pavilions, and tall buildings centered on this man collapsed one after another from the inside out. Looking down from the air, they looked like real-life dominoes.
It was spectacular. From time to time, exclamations and screams of men and women could be heard from all around. Figures swished up into the sky, most of them staggering and looking miserable.
Just the remaining power of this punch seemed to completely destroy the entire Qinxin Palace!
not good!
Feng Wuya's expression changed, and his expression was no longer calm.
Just because the target of the masked man's attack was not himself, but Li Yiru!
"Qiang Qiang!"
He took a step forward and stepped in front of Li Yiru without hesitation. The guqin appeared on his left arm at some point, and he waved his right hand repeatedly. The sonorous sound of the piano turned into a series of terrifying blades, each of which was enough to destroy gold and break jade.
, shattered the sky, and shot towards the masked man one after another.
The masked man didn't seem to have any intention of fighting hard. He made a slight mistake with his feet, and the whole person "swiftly" disappeared on the spot, easily dodging this wave of fierce attacks. The speed was so fast that even with Feng Wuya's heaven-defying insight,
I almost couldn't see it clearly.
Almost at the same time, this person appeared on the other side without anyone noticing, and was actually a little closer to Li Yiru. He waved his right arm again, and struck the emperor's sister with a more domineering fist.
Wherever the fist wind passed, cracks appeared on the mountain below, and bricks, tiles, columns and stones of all sizes rose up from the ground, as if they had lost the restraint of gravity, slowly floating in the sky, not busy.
It's rising, and it's not in a hurry to fall. It's so stagnant. The picture is magical.
Are you going to die?
In the past two years, I have practiced hard just to be able to see Zhong Wen, Brother Huang and Sister Mingyue again.
Will all these efforts be in vain?
I really want to go back to Daqian to take a look!
I’m really unwilling!
Feeling the violent power of this punch, Li Yiru's pretty face suddenly turned pale, and an unprecedented sense of despair suddenly hit her heart, which could never go away.
The strength of the masked man was not in the same dimension as hers.
Before the fist came to her eyes, she felt as if her body was grabbed by a huge force, pulling wildly in all directions. Every cell was shouting, wailing, and crying, as if the next second, her whole body would
Was torn into thousands of pieces.
Resist? Struggle?
joke!
Under the terrifying pressure of the masked man, she couldn't even lift a finger, okay?
Apart from closing her eyes and waiting for death, she could no longer think of anything else to do.
Until the last moment of her life, Li Yiru could not understand why she, who had always been kind to others and cautious and low-key, attracted the crazy pursuit of this mysterious boss.
"Yi Ru, stay away!"
Just when she was sitting there waiting for death, Feng Wuya had already reacted. He swayed his feet and stood in front of his apprentice. The guqin in his hand had disappeared without knowing when. He shouted softly and decisively clapped his palm, clashing with the masked man's fist.
They were fighting each other head-on.
"boom!"
As the fists and palms met, Feng Wuya grunted, his slender body swayed, and his feet did not take a step back, but there was a trace of blood oozing out of the corner of his mouth.
On the other hand, the masked man took advantage of the impact and performed a deft backflip, landing lightly on the ground with an indescribably graceful posture.
Just as the two of them were fighting hard, the bricks and stones floating around seemed to feel the gravity again, falling downward one after another, and scattered all over the ground with a crackle.
Li Yiru felt his whole body relax, and instantly regained his ability to move. He quickly spread out his body skills and retreated dozens of feet backwards.
After all, she has been the emperor for several years. She looks gentle and pleasant on the outside, but in fact she is quite assertive on the inside. She knows that with her cultivation as a new saint, she is not qualified to participate in the war. If she rushes forward rashly, she may
Feng Wuya was also so tired that he was distracted from taking care of her, so he retreated very decisively, unlike other women who were so hesitant and crying.
Who is this person!
It can actually compete head-on with my ultimate power!
The numbness in his arms and the overwhelming feeling in his body all made Feng Wuya feel frightened and shocked.
No one knew better than him. In the hard fight just now, it seemed that the opponent was retreating. However, in order to protect Li Yiru, he did not retreat even half a step. In fact, he suffered some internal injuries. Not only was he unable to take advantage.
, and even suffered a small loss.
How could a peak power of this level kill a little girl like Yi Ru?
Is it because...
Same life lock!
The person he really wants to kill is me!
Realizing that the opponent's strength was almost as good as his own, Feng Wuya suddenly had such an idea in his mind.
Apart from the people on Zhong Wen's side, the only people in the world who know about the fate lock are Ying'er, Qingping and Feng Gong.
It is impossible for Zhong Wen to kill Yi like this. Could it be that there is a traitor within Qinxin Palace?
While he calmly adjusted his position to prevent the other party from chasing Li Yiru, he continued to analyze the identity and intentions of the person coming. The True Spirit Dao Body was moving rapidly, and a vague chain of cause and effect was quickly outlined.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a bone-chilling chill suddenly hit him crazily, causing the pores all over his body to shrink, the blood to coagulate, and even his limbs to feel slightly stiff.
Li Bing!
This chill was so terrifying, yet so familiar. Feng Wuya's eyelids twitched and he instantly recognized the identity of the person.
etc!
Li Bing is Zhong Wen’s woman!
In this case, this masked man is also in the same group as Zhong Wen. Why does he want to deal with Yi Ru...
I see!
They deliberately made it look like they wanted to kill Yiru, just to get her to leave my side!
The other party’s purpose is to take away Yiru!
Feng Wuya was a thoughtful and resourceful person. He could instantly see through the enemy's plan just by the coldness emanating from Li Bing's body.
"Xu~"
He reacted very quickly, put his thumb and index finger together to his lips, pursed his lips and blew, and the loud whistle immediately spread in all directions.
Almost at the same time, four figures suddenly sprang out from the messy ruins of Qinxin Palace. They were as fast as the wind and as fast as lightning. They jumped into the air one after another. Their movements were uniform and in perfect harmony.
Feng Wuya stepped forward to block the masked man's path and shouted loudly.
Before the words were spoken, the four people who suddenly appeared had already spread out their movements and galloped towards the direction where Li Yiru was.
Nangong Ling once mentioned that Feng Wuya secretly cultivated five disciples with perfect soul realms, named them after Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu, and even taught him the ultimate power. Among them, Feng Gong, Feng Shang, and Feng Jiao Hefeng Zheng is obviously these four people.
Among the four, Feng Gong was the fastest, and in the blink of an eye he was less than five feet away from Li Yiru.
"The Ice Phoenix is buried in the sky!"
Before he could continue to advance, a cold and sweet female voice suddenly sounded in his ears, followed by a terrifying chill that was difficult to describe in words.
Feng Gong felt a shiver in his heart and suddenly turned around. What he saw was one after another of snow-white and small ice phoenixes.