Feng Feiyun slowly walked into the legendary most dangerous place in Lingzhou City, the Blood Eagle Courtyard.
The twenty-eight cars containing large boxes had already been transported into the backyard by Boss Wu.
The one hundred and thirty-six domestic slaves who were originally captured into the Blood Eagle Compound were all tied to pillars with ropes and completely lost their ability to move.
Feng Feiyun didn't look at these tied slaves at all, but looked at the third master sitting inside the door. It was rumored that the third master was over a hundred years old and was simply an immortal old monster.
The third master sat safely on the big ivory chair, his black robe rustling in the wind, and his withered left face without a trace of blood, just like an old ghost at night, looking particularly ferocious.
Practicing such evil skills as "Mending the Sky Evil Eye" really has to pay a price!
Why bother making yourself look like a human being?
Feng Feiyun sighed, straightened his back, and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "Today is a good day for Third Master's birthday. Is this how Third Master treats guests?"
Feng Feiyun pointed at the domestic slaves who were tied to the pillars, with some dissatisfaction in his words.
"Quack! Show Mr. Feng some tea!"
The third master seemed not to hear what Feng Feiyun was referring to. With a sinister smile on his face, he gently touched the black finger on his thumb. The whole ring exuded a black light.
, seven ancient small characters are carved on the wall, like seven ghost faces, which looks particularly mysterious.
This black ring was stolen by the Third Master from the Senluo Palace. It is a quasi-spiritual weapon. It is extremely hard. Even the sharpest sword cannot cut it. It is tempered in the fire.
They won't melt at all.
Sixty years ago, just to get this Miao Ghost Ring, the Third Master escaped from Senluo Palace and traveled thousands of miles to hide in Lingzhou City.
But after stealing the Miao Ghost Ring, he felt regretful, because apart from being several times more powerful than the treasure, the Miao Ghost Ring had no other function and could only be regarded as a top-notch quasi-spiritual weapon.
For a quasi-spiritual weapon, it is really not worth it to have to avoid being hunted by Senluo Palace masters for sixty years.
"The Miao Ghost Ring is the top secret treasure of the Senluo Palace. I once heard an elder from the Senluo Hall say that the Miao Ghost Ring has a great origin. It was dug out of an ancient Jedi tomb. It cannot be just a piece of jewelry.
The quasi-spiritual weapon is so simple, it must have other functions that I haven't noticed yet."
The third master looked at the seven ancient characters on the finger-wrenching wall, and felt like he saw seven ghost eyes staring at him. If he could decipher the meaning of these eight ancient characters, he might be able to reveal the mystery of Miao Ghost's finger-wrenching.
Reveal.
Such was the thought in his mind!
Feng Feiyun's eyes also noticed the black thumb on the third master's thumb, and he thought to himself that this should be the quasi-spiritual weapon that the third master mastered.
The power of the quasi-spiritual weapon is huge and must be dealt with carefully. I wonder if the masters from Silver Hook Fang have arrived?
"Why haven't the masters from Silver Hook Shop shown up yet?"
Although Feng Feiyun behaved calmly and calmly, a trace of anxiety began to arise in his heart. If the masters from Yingoufang did not come, all his strategies would be in vain.
To deal with a master like Mr. San, it is not enough to rely on Butler Liu alone.
Today is the third master's birthday. All the prominent people in Lingzhou City would come to congratulate him, but until night fell, there were still no other guests. Only Feng Feiyun and Butler Liu were sitting in the lobby.
The birthday party seemed empty!
Big men in black clothes with red cloth belts around their waists were patrolling the courtyard. Their eyes were shining with sneers, and they were holding bright swords in their hands, which was particularly eye-catching.
A gust of cold wind blew over, making Feng Feiyun feel the biting chill. He looked up and saw the third master's evil eyes.
This pair of eyes was full of evil, just like a bloody knife piercing Feng Feiyun's soul. If an ordinary person were to take one look at him, they would probably be stunned.
But Feng Feiyun possesses the soul of a phoenix. How powerful the soul is. Even if the third master's cultivation is ten times stronger, it is impossible to hurt his soul.
"Hey, this kid is weird. He is not afraid of my Sky-Fixing Evil Eye. Could it be that he carries some kind of spiritual treasure that can withstand the evil eye's killing power?" The third master's heart froze. He naturally did not believe that Feng Feiyun could rely on it.
With his own strength, he could block the Butian Evil Eye, thinking that Feng Feiyun relied on external objects to block his invisible attack.
After all, the "Mending Heaven Evil Eye" is one of the twelve evil skills of Senluo Palace. Although the Third Master has not practiced to the Mahayana level, it is still very powerful.
The third master's eyes were filled with black light, and he planned to use all his strength to kill people with his eyes.
Naturally, Feng Feiyun would not sit still and wait for death. He stood up suddenly, advanced instead of retreating, put his hands behind his back, and walked directly towards the third master, saying: "Third master, I am really disappointed with the way you treat guests today!"
Feng Feiyun's clear eyes, a pair of black pupils, stared closely at the Third Master's Sky-Buying Eyes, without flinching at all, with a hint of a smile.
Use your naked eyes to face the evil eye of Butian!
But the third master couldn't laugh no matter what. This was really unbelievable. Even if Feng Feiyun was carrying a spiritual treasure, he would not be able to block the Mending Evil Eye at such a close distance.
What's more, he actually looked at Butian Evil Eye!
What's happening here?
The third master was very frightened and shouted that this son must not be kept as it would be a disaster in the future.
"Bang!"
The third master crushed the corners of the table into powder with his fingers, and a ferocious smile appeared on his withered face: "Feng Feiyun, are you my guest? Don't think that I don't know the purpose of your coming today. Even your father Feng Feiyun
Wan Peng doesn’t even dare to destroy our Eagle Claw Gang, how can you do it just because of a slutty brat like you?”
The third master suddenly stood up, stretched out his hand, and hundreds of men in black attire surrounded him. Each of them carried a black iron sword and looked murderous, surrounding Feng Feiyun and Butler Liu in the center.
Butler Liu jumped up, stood in front of Feng Feiyun, and protected him, his expression became extremely solemn.
Feng Feiyun's expression remained unchanged, and he slowly walked out from behind Butler Liu, with a slight smile on his face, and said: "You are more than a hundred years old, and you are still so uncalm. You are too calm."
Stop being angry."
Feng Feiyun did not hide the smile in his eyes at all, and everyone present felt that he was sinister.
"What do you mean?" Third Master narrowed his eyes and had a bad feeling.
"boom!"
A loud noise came from the Blood Eagle Compound, bringing with it a devastating power of destruction.
"Boom!"
The ground began to tremble, and the sound of explosions was deafening. Houses collapsed, wooden pillars flew across, and a large fire gushed out, covering the entire Blood Eagle compound in a sea of fire.
The big men in black, who were so majestic just now, were so frightened that their faces were turning pale, and they were running away from the disaster. Some even screamed heartbreakingly, making it sound like the sound of a pig being slaughtered.
"What on earth is going on?" The third master roared, still standing tall and tall in the spreading sea of fire, his face full of black energy, like a ghost.
"Third Master, something bad has happened. That bastard Feng Feiyun actually hid an elite city guard in twenty-eight carts, and even brought kerosene and thunder stones. Now the entire Blood Eagle Compound Already destroyed."
Boss Wu ran over from the sea of fire and knelt in front of the third master. His face was burnt black, a large piece of his hair was burned off, black smoke was spitting out of his mouth, and he was in an indescribable embarrassment. .
"Trash!" The third master was so angry that he was trembling all over. He slapped him in the face, turning into a black cloud and directly smashing Boss Wu into pieces, with blood and flesh splattered all over the floor.
There are twenty-eight carts, and each cart carries four large boxes. Each box can hold two people, so a total of 224 city guard sergeants can be accommodated.
These two hundred and twenty-four people are the real elites. Once they take action, they will be severely injured by the Eagle Claw Gang.
The plank road is built openly, but the warehouse is secretly built!
The flames are still spreading and burning more vigorously.
The dazzling firelight illuminated Lingzhou City particularly brightly at night.
The walls of the Blood Eagle Compound are so tall and deep that even the Thunder Stone may not be able to break them open. It was originally an unbreakable fortress, but now it has become the burial place for thousands of members of the Eagle Claw Gang, and they cannot even escape. Escape.
The third master laughed loudly, and his smile was particularly sinister: "Feng Feiyun, I do underestimate you. But if you want to kill me, I'm afraid you are not strong enough."
"boom!"
The third master kicked his feet fiercely, and his whole body flew up into the sky, directly to the top of the dozens of meters high wall. He stood on an arrow tower, spread his hands, and two groups of black spiritual energy overflowed from his fingers. , like two black suns hanging in the sky.
Two groups of black aura are wrapped in two graphic imprints, one is like a "ghost spectrum" and the other is like a "war sword".
They are all pregnant with terrible power and shocking.
"Oops, the third master is going to activate the soul-suppressing blood array. If he activates the soul-suppressing blood array, all of us will die here." Feng Feiyun rushed out of the sea of fire, holding the red dragon sword in his hand, furious, towards He went to the top of the wall to stop the third master from activating the soul-suppressing blood array.
At this moment, Butler Liu was fighting a bloody battle with hundreds of big men in black. He couldn't be separated at all, so he had to rely on him.
Feng Feiyun is now at the middle stage of Ling Yin's cultivation. He can walk five feet in one step, and his steps are as fast as flying.
The third master stood on the wall dozens of meters high, with disdain in his eyes, clasped his hands together, and shouted: "Soul-suppressing Blood Formation, open!"
The white hair on his head stood up, the two marks merged in his hands, and a power that destroyed the world was born. At this moment, he was like an evil god coming.
Two groups of black spiritual energy turned into the size of a human head, like a black hole, swallowing up the world.
"boom!"
This force was more than ten times stronger. The wind was strong, like the roar of a giant beast, and the sea was rolling. Even the earth began to crack cracks, as if something was about to break out of the ground.
Feng Feiyun was hit by this force and found it difficult to move forward. He could only stick the broken knife on the ground and was forced to hold on, so as not to be blown away by the powerful shock wave.
The blade rubbed against the cracks in the stone, making a "chichi" sound, and Feng Feiyun's body slowly moved backwards.
The Third Master was originally in the middle stage of Immortal Root, three smaller realms higher than Feng Feiyun. With the soul-suppressing blood formation, his power was beyond the pale. He was too powerful to compete with!
"A heartbroken song, where can I find a close friend in the world!"
Someone was playing the pipa at night, and the sound of the pipa was so beautiful and touching.
A sound of pipa sounded from above the sky, piercing the sky, and a sound wave flew from the sky like a blade.
The third master's body suddenly shook, and even though he was motionless, his whole body seemed to be petrified.
"Stab it!"
The third master's body exploded in half, as if an invisible knife had split him open.
Blood splattered and dyed the wall red.
The third master's body fell from the high wall and shattered into pieces.
A strong man in the middle stage of Immortal Root actually died under the sound of pipa?
Everyone was shocked. Who was playing the pipa just now?
Butler Liu was shocked! Feng Wanpeng in the distance was also shocked!
Feng Feiyun was holding the Red Dragon Broken Sword in his hand, with a look of shock written all over his face. He rubbed his cold palms, looked towards the direction outside the Blood Eagle Courtyard, and said, "Oh no, this old woman's cultivation is too high."
It’s terrible, it must have surpassed the realm of immortal roots. It’s not simple, it’s not simple.”
"boom!"
As soon as Feng Feiyun finished speaking, a collapse sound sounded.
The three-foot-thick stone wall suddenly cracked, and then the entire wall collapsed and turned into a thick layer of powder.
Everyone took a breath of air-conditioning. The sound of the pipa was too abnormal. It killed the third master, destroyed the soul-suppressing blood array, and shattered the city wall.
This...is this human power?
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