The method of killing is so terrible. Is this just a fourteen or five-year-old boy?
"Walk!"
The remaining three elders of the Ancient Earth Tribe all felt an inexplicable coldness, and they fled in fear. Their legs spun above the ground, and their entire bodies sank into the ground.
"You can't leave!"
Feng Feiyun condensed the black water technique on his fingers, mobilized all the moisture in the surrounding soil a hundred feet away, and condensed it into ice slag. The soil suddenly became harder than iron, and a thick layer of coldness condensed on the ground.
ice.
Ji Xiaonu was dumbfounded by this miraculous technique, and said stupidly: "This is also a technique in the "Eight Techniques Volume". Bastard Feng has only practiced for a few days, and he has reached such a level?"
"His talent is too high," Ji Xinnu said.
The "Eight Techniques Scroll" was handed over to Feng Feiyun by Ji Xinnu himself. I originally thought that even if Feng Feiyun had some skills as a treasure hunter, it would take him at least three years to achieve any achievements, but now it has only been a month.
Before long, he understood the method, and this talent made her extremely happy.
If he can keep his promise and help us two sisters take revenge, it is not impossible to give him the Yang Sacred Fetus, Ji Xinnu thought in his mind.
"Bang!"
The ice on the entire ground exploded, and three bloody corpses were blown out from the ground, lying on the ground in a bloody mess.
The five elders of the Ancient Earth Tribe were all dead, and the whole process took no more than three minutes.
Luo Shixiong swallowed wildly, and couldn't believe his eyes. A boy of fourteen or five years old actually killed five elders of the Gudi tribe, and he seemed so relaxed.
Murong Zhuo couldn't laugh anymore and took a breath of air: "His methods are really cruel!"
A gust of cold wind blew, making Murong Zhuo feel a little chill in his vest. Feng Feiyun was already standing behind him, and his voice almost rang in his ears: "Whoever is cruel to me, I will be twice as cruel.
"
Murong Zhuo was startled, dived three steps, turned around and stared at Feng Feiyun, feeling some cramps in his body and unable to move.
This is an instinctive reaction. Although his cultivation is a level higher than Feng Feiyun, he has the illusion of being invincible.
Not only him, but also Luo Shixiong and Gu Lianqiu retreated as if facing a formidable enemy.
Feng Feiyun glanced at them with a smile and said, "Are you all okay?"
"You'd better not mess around. There is the Vientiane Tower in front of you. Anyone who dares to kill people in the area of the Vientiane Tower will be punished by the law enforcement team." Murong Zhuo calmed down and said righteously.
Killing is prohibited in the Vientiane Tower. Anyone who dares to kill openly in the Vientiane Tower will be arrested by the law enforcement team and imprisoned in the "Prison Tower". The law enforcement team will even execute the murderer on the spot.
Feng Feiyun smiled and said: "Isn't this an area that has not yet entered the Vientiane Tower?"
The faces of the three of them changed again.
"I am the daughter of the patriarch of the Gu family in Nantai Prefecture. If you dare to touch me, you will be killed." Gu Lianqiu was really scared. After all, although she was a beast master, her status in the world of immortal cultivation was
He respects him, but his own combat effectiveness is far behind.
The way Feng Feiyun had killed without batting an eye just now was like an unparalleled demon, which frightened her, a pampered young lady.
"The ancient family of Nantai Mansion?" Feng Feiyun felt familiar and suddenly remembered that it was a large immortal cultivating family that had good relations with the Feng family. Of course, it was completely incomparable to an ancient family with a hegemonic level like the Feng family.
It can also be considered a top second-tier power.
"You haven't even heard of the Gu family?" Gu Lianqiu secretly cursed Feng Feiyun as a bumpkin with no knowledge, so he added: "Our Gu family has good relations with the Feng family, the overlord of Nantai Mansion, you messed with it
Not worth it."
"My master is the master of the third floor of the Alchemy Pagoda. His cultivation has reached the realm of destiny. If you touch me, you will be unable to move even when you reach the Wanxiang Pagoda." Luo Shixiong is an alchemist who is extremely talented in alchemy.
He is tall and speaks with confidence.
They all began to report their families, fearing that the young man in front of them was a murderous demon who would kill them here.
Murong Zhuonai has reached the middle stage of the Divine Foundation, but he is a weapon refiner. He rarely fights with others, and he has never killed anyone with his own hands. He was also shocked by the way Feng Feiyun killed someone just now.
He stuttered a bit: "I...I am the second young master of Zhentianhou Mansion. If you touch me, you will be in big trouble."
"Haha!" Feng Feiyun felt very funny in his heart. He had offended all the top immortal sects in Nantai Mansion, so was he still afraid of their threats?
Huh!
Feng Feiyun raised his eyebrows and said solemnly: "Did you just say that you are the second young master of Zhentianhou Mansion?"
"Second Young Master!" Murong Zhuo had long since lost his arrogance and nodded in agreement.
"Then your father's eighth concubine is at the Vientiane Tower?" Feng Feiyun asked anxiously.
The three people present were stunned at the same time, staring at Feng Feiyun with strange eyes.
As soon as they arrived, they inquired about Zhen Tianhou's eighth concubine. Not only was this kid's cultivation incredible, but he was also extremely sexually audacious. Of course, they could only think about this in their hearts and did not dare to say it out loud.
Murong Zhuo became even more depressed, and said bravely: "Ba Niang is already forty-two years old. She is old, frail and sick, and has a senile appearance. She already has a child, and..."
Feng Feiyun blushed. Originally he just wanted to help Mr. Liu find out about his child, but unexpectedly he was misunderstood as a delinquent young man with special hobbies.
"Ahem, I just want to know whether the eighth concubine's child is at the Vientiane Tower!" Feng Feiyun said.
"In...in..." Murong Zhuo said repeatedly.
Although Liu himself did not say what he asked Feng Feiyun to do before he died, he kept thinking about his child. So Feng Feiyun came to the Vientiane Tower anyway, so luckily he went to see his child.
You can help him if necessary.
Feng Feiyun stared at the three of them, making them back away. He smiled, showing two rows of white teeth, then hummed a tune, turned around and left without killing them.
After Feng Feiyun walked away, the three of them took a deep breath, and the white Confucian clothes on their bodies were soaked with cold sweat.
"Let him be proud first! When we get to the Vientiane Tower, I have a hundred ways to deal with him." Luo Shixiong stared at Feng Feiyun's leaving back and said coldly.
"Although his cultivation level is strong, there are many masters in the Wanxiang Tower. All the top 300 people on the "Hundred Towers List" have the power to kill him. I know one of them, and he has already practiced in seclusion in the Martial Tower.
In the past twenty-three years, his cultivation has almost reached the Great Perfection of Divine Foundation, and he is ranked 278th on the "Hundred Pagodas List". Killing him is like slaughtering a pig or a dog." Murong Zhuo's anger welled up, it was so embarrassing just now.
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