Feng Feiyun did not flinch at all and stared at her. She would definitely choose the latter fact.
She had no other choice at all.
"This is the Holy Court. Do you think that the people of the Shentian Jue Mansion can't find out the truth because of the cover-up?" Xuanyuan, one by one, with flowing black hair, straight nose, sparkling red lips, peerless beauty, and unparalleled holiness, finally put away his sword intent. , did not take action against Feng Feiyun.
Although she knew that what Feng Feiyun did was too extreme and seemed like a demon, she couldn't take action at this time because the reputation of Shuiyue Heaven Realm was indeed very important.
"So... everyone here must die. If there is no evidence of death, no one will know."
Feng Feiyun sacrificed the Heavenly Essence Bing Gu, condensing more than a thousand small swords, and gathered them into a river of sword shuttles, like white sparrows all over the sky. These small swords flew out automatically, and the sword energy was sharp and could break the sky. Cut the ground.
"Boom."
The entire fairy palace suddenly collapsed, turned into ruins, and turned into dust.
Except for Feng Feiyun and Xuanyuan Yiyi, everyone else died, leaving no one alive.
"How can you know the "Heart Royal Jingxin Sword Code"?" Xuanyuan was quite surprised. His slender figure suddenly stood up, his fairy eyes were blurred, staring at Feng Feiyun.
"The 'Holy Nature Chapter' you cultivated was all passed down to you by me. How could I not know it?"
Feng Feiyun put away the Heavenly Essence Soldier's courage, glanced at her lightly, waved his sleeves and walked out of the ruins, saying loudly: "I'm going to find someone to help cover up the secret. What's next? I'll leave it to you. By the way, there's one more thing. I just tore up the clothes of the woman from Wujian Cave. You'd better destroy part of her body, otherwise if someone finds out She is still in perfect condition, and everyone will definitely doubt you, Your Highness the Saint."
Feng Feiyun laughed loudly, moved his body, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared above the moon.
"you……"
Xuanyuan sat on the chairs one by one, holding the wine glass in her hand. There were dead bodies everywhere. The smell of blood in the air was nauseating. She felt that she had been plotted by Feng Feiyun again, and was led step by step into the world of sin. abyss.
"From the time he passed the "Holy Nature Chapter" to me, I have already stepped into his trap. He is deliberately trying to deal with me. What is his connection with Shuiyue Heavenly Realm? Why is he familiar with "Heart Control Jingxin Sword" Classics."
Xuanyuan closed his eyes tightly, feeling that Feng Feiyun was like a devil, smiling at her with his mouth wide open.
His strongest opponent has appeared.
She hesitated again and again, and finally struck out with a palm, beating the lower body of the female corpse not far away into powder. The body below the vaginal opening was turned into blood powder, leaving only the upper body. The clothes were messy and broken everywhere, as if she had been tortured before death. When it comes to humiliation.
Xuanyuan sighed deeply.
"What the hell happened."
"A fairy palace on the moon has fallen down."
Not long after, an endless stream of monks flew in, all of them strong men. They landed outside the ruins of the Moon Palace and were shocked by the sight before them.
The entire Yueshang Immortal Palace was destroyed, and everyone died, including the Sixth Prince of the Western Spiritual Realm, the Eighth Prince of the Shentian Jue Mansion, and dozens of Emerging Sages. These were all heavyweights, enough to fight in the One side of the world is king.
Who did this?
This is destined to trigger a major earthquake.
And sitting in the center of the ruins is a beautiful woman, with a white light and a fairy-like body, carrying an ancient sword, which is in sharp contrast with the surrounding ruins like a Shura field, like a fairy flower above the sea of blood. .
…
Feng Feiyu came to the tavern of Battlefield Lord's Mansion and saw Scholar Tiansuan dressed in white. Sitting next to Scholar Tiansuan were several acquaintances, the first genius of the Silver Hook Clan, Dongfang Jingshui, and the cold Xie Hong. Lian, Bi Ningshuai whose face is darker than the bottom of the pot.
After that, there was another blind man who was extremely handsome, it was Mr. Wu Xia "Su Yun" whom he had not seen for a long time. He was sitting there quietly, looking very quiet, as if he was thinking about something.
They are all the top geniuses of the Shenjin Dynasty, and their current cultivation levels are quite strong. Obviously, they also have different opportunities.
"Kill the eighth son of the Shentianjue Mansion. Damn it, you are so awesome. You dare to touch even the people of the Shentianjue Mansion." Shuai Bi Ning spat out a mouthful of spiritual wine from his mouth, and was really blown away by the wind. What Yun said was frightening.
Xie Honglian rolled her eyes at him, wanting to slap him, and said: "Although the Eighth Prince can only be regarded as an average person among the princes of the Shentian Jue Mansion, he is a person who has been named the prince after all. He was given the title of prince by others. Killing him will definitely cause an uproar."
Feng Feiyun smiled and said: "Actually, the person who killed him was the Saint of the Water Moon Heaven Realm. I was just a bystander."
"What, Saintess of Water Moon Realm, why don't I introduce it to you..." Bi Ningshuai's eyes were starry, and he suddenly stood up, saliva dripping from his mouth, but before he could stand upright, he was covered in evil red. Lian was slapped to the ground and couldn't get up.
At this time, two old slaves came in from outside and carried Bi Ningshuai, who had fainted, out on a stretcher.
"Now that we are clean, we can talk about business." Xie Honglian sat back again, as if he had just swatted a fly to death without any expression on his face.
Feng Feiyun was sweating furiously, and finally understood the reason why Bi Ningshuai always ran away from marriage. If he had such a fiancée, he would probably run away faster.
The Tianshu scholar was fair-faced, beardless, and very delicate. He gently shook his feather fan and said with a smile: "Brother Feng, I am sure that the person who killed the Eighth Prince is the Saint of the Moon."
"OK." Feng Feiyun said.
"Then there is no need to cover up the secret. After all, no matter how arrogant the Shen Tianjue Mansion is, they will never dare to touch Her Highness the Saint." Scholar Tiansuan said with a smile.
Feng Feiyun smiled and said: "Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from the scholar Tiansuan. Well, I admit that everyone in the Moon Palace was killed by me."
The monks here are not outsiders, they are all friends of the Shenjin Dynasty. They were all shocked by how powerful this demon's son was after destroying a fairy palace on the moon.
"Actually, as far as our friendship is concerned, it is not difficult to help Brother Feng cover up these secrets. But once you do this, it will be equivalent to dragging the entire Battlefield Jue Mansion into the water and putting yourself on the opposite side of the Shentian Jue Mansion. If anything happens, One day the Dongchuang Incident happened..." Scholar Tiansuan stopped here.
Feng Feiyun said: "What do you think we should do?"
Scholar Tiansuan's eyes were full of wisdom. He gently straightened his scarf and said slowly: "Unless Lord Shentian is dead."
After these words were spoken, the temperature in the air instantly dropped a bit, and the hearts of everyone present became heavy.
Even Feng Feiyun was suffocated by it.
Lord Shentian is such a terrifying existence, a figure that makes the entire Sixth Central Dynasty breathless. If he could have been killed, he would have died long ago.
"Haha, just a joke."
The Tianshu scholar smiled lightly and said: "Actually, when Brother Feng and Saint Shuiyue went to the Moon Palace, I figured it out. The courage of Brother Feng and Saint Lady really impressed me. In fact, at that time I have already helped Brother Feng cover up the secret, so it is impossible for other people to know about this matter."
Feng Feiyun's heart was horrifying. He and Xuanyuan were both monks who could not be calculated, but they still could not hide from the wisdom of the scholar Tianshu, how far this guy had reached in his training as a wise master.
No wonder he is evaluated as the first among the younger generation of successors of the Sixth Central Dynasty.
"This is the third time I have helped Brother Feng. Brother Feng now owes me three favors." Scholar Tiansuan held out three fingers with a smile on his face.
Feng Feiyun said: "I'm afraid it won't be easy to return this favor."
"Why don't Brother Feng stay and attend tonight's reception banquet? Just think of it as Brother Feng returning a favor." Scholar Tiansuan said with a smile.
Naturally, Feng Feiyun stayed and participated in the banquet. During this banquet, Feng Feiyun met many acquaintances, including Qianqiu Sheng, the life walker from Senluo Palace, Long Qingyang, who was trembling with flowers, and the young top master of Vientiane Tower. Swallow feather.
"Amitabha."
A young monk stood behind Feng Feiyun at some point. He was wearing a white monk's robe, with fine features and extraordinary handsomeness. He had a faint smile on his face and looked extremely precious and holy.
"Colorless." Feng Feiyun was a little surprised.
This white-robed monk is colorless and formless.
Colorless's cultivation was very profound. When he appeared behind Feng Feiyun, Feng Feiyun noticed him. This was not something ordinary people could do.
During the subsequent conversation, Feng Feiyun learned that Wusewuxiang was actually the Young Master of the Evil Emperor in the Senluo Palace. He devoted himself to pursuing Buddhism, but he also had the identity of the descendant of the Evil Emperor, so he could only Transitioning between two identities.
Sometimes it is evil, sometimes it is good.
Good is great good, evil is great evil,
This made Feng Feiyun even more surprised, but the two did not fight. After all, Senluo Palace had been destroyed, and all grievances had long gone with the wind. Now they are just an old acquaintance they met in a foreign country.
Everyone has their own secrets, and you can't see through everyone.
Meeting each other in the Sixth Central Dynasty is a kind of fate, and we may not meet again in the future. At this time, it is natural to drink three more bowls and forget the grudges with a smile.
Feng Feiyun sat next to Wushe Wuxiang, drinking from large bowls, and said with a smile: "It turns out that the bastard who made Wu Qinghua's Buddha girl pregnant in the Beast Controlling Studio was you. , then you have to hide. Wu Qinghua has a bad temper recently. If she finds out about this, she will chase you for tens of thousands of miles and cut you into pieces... Hey, you heard what I'm saying. What?"
Feng Feiyun turned around and found that Wu Se Wu Xiang had fallen drunk on the ground and fell asleep "snoring".
He is truly a "cup pourer."
Feng Feiyun was silent for a moment, looking at the moon above his head, and thought of a certain graceful woman, but it only flashed in his mind. It was like the stunning role Wu Qinghua played in his life. There was warmth for a moment, and then it was replaced by coldness, never to appear again.
"It's winter, with the lonely green lantern, I'm afraid it will be very cold for you. I am a beautiful lady, how can I practice Buddhism?"
He laughed bitterly, and then drank again, one bowl to the end.
If there is wine today, you will get drunk now. Drink happily until you are drunk.