All the disciples of the evil sect were angry, with murderous auras rising into the sky, and all of them were like demon gods descending into the world:
"Who is that person?"
"Why don't you get out and die? It's so abominable. You even dare to claim that you want to take back the most beautiful woman in the third palace of our Senluo Palace, Bi Xianxian, to be your mistress. This is an enemy of our entire third palace of Senluo Palace.
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"I'm so angry. The most beautiful woman in the Seventh Hall of Senluo Palace is His Highness. Does this bastard want to capture His Highness as his mistress..."
"Pop!"
Before this evil sect disciple from the Seventh Hall of Senluo Hall could finish his words, he was slapped twice by Wan Xiangcen. His body spun around several times, flew out, and rolled on the ground.
I can't help but say Ji Feng's words, which almost slapped everyone in the Senluo Temple.
However, Ji Feng's strength was obvious to everyone present. Even though he had been seriously injured, no one dared to take action against him.
Nalan Xue Zhan smiled evilly and said: "Since he is on good terms with the Wanxiang Tower, he is also an enemy of my evil sect. Maybe his cultivation level can catch up with yours?"
Nalan Xue Zhan felt that only people of Ji Feng's level were qualified to fight with him. He didn't even want to raise his hand to anyone else!
"No comparison, but he can defeat the seven powerful men of the Seventh Hall of Senluo Hall with a single strike."
In front of Nalan Snow Burial, many people couldn't even lift their heads, and some were so frightened that they knelt on the ground. However, although Ji Feng was injured, he could still look directly at Nalan Snow Burial. He was neither humble nor arrogant.
Defeat seven powerful men with a divine base in Dzogchen with one sword!
How terrifying is this knife?
Just these words were enough. The monks present all booed in surprise. Even the third prince of the Dashi Kingdom, Mu Chatant, Mu Shuodi and others showed their faces in shock. There is such a terrifying person in this world.
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It is impossible for such a talented person to remain unknown!
Even Princess Luofu looked at the crowd with beautiful eyes. Is there anyone else whose talent can compare with Ji Feng?
The corner of Nalan Xue Zan's mouth twitched slightly, and he said with a smile: "He is in Qianmei Manor?"
Ji Feng turned his head slightly, looked into the distance, stretched out his bloody finger, and pointed towards an ancient plum tree.
Everyone's eyes, including Princess Luofu, several fairies and Taoists from the Taoist sect, the little nun in white from the Beast Taming House, the most beautiful women from the evil palaces of the evil sect, and the genius-defying handsome man from the Vientiane Tower, all followed Ji Feng.
Looking in the direction of the finger.
The crowd suddenly dispersed, revealing an empty space on the side!
Simply attracting worldwide attention!
Thousands of pairs of eyes looked at one person at the same time.
The ancient plum tree is one meter thick in diameter, with a black trunk, like a black dragon winding up from the ground, with millions of red plums blooming on it.
When the cold wind blows, the red petals fall from the branches one after another!
The snowflakes in the sky stick to the petals of flowers, fall on the black armor, stick on the broken black sword, and fall on the cold iron boots.
This is a commander of a thousand soldiers in the Shenwu Army. You only need to look at the armor on his body to recognize his rank in the army.
Everyone had a feeling of being deceived. Did Ji Feng point out the wrong person, or was Ji Feng simply deceiving everyone? A captain of a thousand soldiers of the Shenwu Army, who could defeat seven geniuses of the evil sect with one sword?
The students at the Vientiane Tower felt an inexplicable sense of disappointment. They thought someone could really attack the evil sect, but when they saw it was a captain of the Shenwu Army, they all felt discouraged.
But Nalan Snow Burial saw something extraordinary, and smiled from a distance: "Are you on good terms with the Wanxiang Tower?"
Feng Feiyun wore an iron armor on his face, with only a pair of eyes exposed, standing in the plum blossoms and white snow, and said: "This general has nothing to do with the Vientiane Tower, but just now four women from the Vientiane Tower died in
In front of this general. They had suffered inhuman insults from the evil sect disciples and could no longer live, so they ended their young lives with their own hands. At that time, their blood was stained with white snow, and their red color was brighter than plum blossoms."
These words were spoken calmly by Feng Feiyun's rough voice, but everyone could hear the anger in his words!
The geniuses of the Wanxiang Tower, including Mu Tantian, Mu Shuodi, the third prince of the Dashi Kingdom, Ji Feng and others all looked so angry that they almost lost control of their rationality and started fighting wildly with the cultivators of the evil sect.
It actually forced the determined female cultivators to commit suicide. How desolate was this experience?
No one can be at peace.
Feng Feiyun added: "You always have to pay with your life for killing people. The Evil Sect is simply too ungrateful. Others dare not make enemies of the Evil Sect, but I am not afraid. I want to take forty Evil Sect disciples to bury them with them."
This voice was loud and loud, like thunder rolling into the sky, shaking the air and making people's heads buzz. A dozen monks who were close to him were thrown away by the roar of his voice.
Fly into the air.
Feng Feiyun didn't want to be recognized, so he made his voice extremely rough, like a battle-hardened man.
All the students at the Vientiane Tower stared blankly at this man wearing black iron armor, their hearts shocked!
"There is such a true man in the Shenwu Army. Brother, which Tianhou sat down as the Shenwu Commander?" Hu Tianhou's eldest son, who was also a genius in the Vientiane Tower, suddenly stood up from his seat.
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He felt that the divine warrior commander in front of him was so arrogant. It was too unfair for him to recruit a commander into Hu Tianhou's sect.
Feng Feiyun had a relationship with the eldest son of Hu Tianhou, and they had some friendship. He said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "What kind of real man is a defeated general? I'm just a rough man, little Marquis, just call me Feng Daniu."
ah!"
Feng Daniu!
Defeated general? Everyone present immediately understood. It should be referring to the battle that shocked the world not long ago. Three heavenly princes and an army of 100 million divine warriors were defeated by the army of zombies. Three thousand corpses were left.
inside.
It was a tragic battle. If the female demon hadn't been so powerful, killing Sifang Tianhuang, and beating Zhentianhou to the point of losing all his cultivation, how could the Shenwu Army have been defeated so miserably?
Perhaps 40 million of the 100 million Shenwu army died, and the rest were all washed away and retreated to various parts of Nantai Mansion, scattered and scattered, still fighting against the zombies.
This commander of the Shenwu Army should also be one of the defeated troops.
The eldest son of Hu Tianhou laughed loudly and said: "Since you are not a student of the Vientiane Tower, it is not your turn to avenge this revenge. If you want revenge, it is my turn."
"That's right. I, the students of Wanxiang Tower, should avenge the Wanxiang Tower. Even if I fight to the death, I will kill several evil sect disciples. Of the forty heads, I count two."
"Let me make up my mind. The humiliation of Wanxiang Tower can only be washed away by the blood of evil sect disciples."
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The bloody nature in the bodies of all the students of the Vientiane Tower has been aroused. Some people were originally quite afraid of the evil sect, but they are not afraid of any outsiders. As a man from the Vientiane Tower, what else do they have to fear?
"A bunch of trash, the evil sect has accumulated thousands of years of foundation, just to be born today to conquer the world. Even if you try your best, you can't make it over the waves!" Nalan Xue Burian spat out word after word, and every word seemed to be able to penetrate.
The divine sword of heaven and earth shocked the whole place into silence.
The dozen or so geniuses from the Vientiane Tower were all shocked to the point where their eardrums burst and blood overflowed from their ears. Three of them fell to the ground with a "bang" and were so shocked that they passed out.
Even the eldest son of Hu Tianhou, Mu Tantian and other young heroes were shattered by the protective energy on their bodies. Their faces turned pale, their legs moved slightly, and they were almost knocked back.
go out.
Nine Nether Demon Disciple, Nalan Snow Burial!
He was so powerful that just by uttering one sentence, he knocked back more than a dozen of the top talents of the Vientiane Tower, making them unable to raise their fighting spirit.
In the face of absolute strength, the passion in the hearts of the heroes of the Vientiane Tower was once again suppressed. Even if they tried their best, they could not hurt Nalan Xue Burial in the slightest.
Not only the students of Wanxiang Pagoda, but also the geniuses of other immortal cultivating forces were shocked. This Nalan Snow Burial was too powerful. A hundred years later, he would definitely be an unrivaled ruthless man in the world.
The birth of the evil sect this time seems to have been planned for a long time. All the major evil palaces have experienced a golden age. There are so many geniuses who defy the will of heaven. I am afraid that they not only want to suppress the Wanxiang Tower, but also want to get involved in the entire Shenjin Dynasty.
Just when no one dared to speak, the commander of the Shenwu Army said again: "If the evil sect wants to control the world, can it be lawless and wanton? Our Shenwu Army aims to calm the world, and you evil sect wants to control the world."
I control the world, can you control me?"
This commander of the Shenwu Army is really awesome. Even Nalan Snow Burial is already so strong, yet he dares to speak out. Is it true that the Shenwu Army is not afraid of death? Or is it because he has no nerve in his head?
"Our evil sect is really lawless!" Nalan Xue'an's evil aura surged into the sky, and his aura was overwhelming. Just that evil aura turned a whole space into darkness, just like day turning into night, and countless electric lights shuttled through it.
, as if the heaven and earth have turned into purgatory.
The pupils in his eyes are pregnant with two demonic figures, shooting out two black gazes, shaped like the legendary magic sword, piercing a hundred feet away.
"Puff!"
The target of these two Nine Nether Demonic Eyes Swords was originally Feng Feiyun, but on the way, two monks with a divine foundation were caught by the sword light, and their bodies were immediately cut in half, and blood flowed all over the ground.
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"This general specializes in fighting lawlessness!"
Feng Feiyun was not afraid of the intimidating sword-sharpening, and stood under the plum tree. In his mind, forty spiritual consciousnesses were quickly arranged according to Xiao Yan's number, and turned into a divine hammer with unparalleled brilliance.
Flying out of the eyes.
"Xiao Yanshu's Heaven-Slaying Immortal Hammer."
This is a huge black hammer with forty strands of spiritual consciousness condensed. It is hundreds of meters across the sky and covers half of the sky!
This force is so powerful that it can sweep across the mountains like a dragon and tiger roaring into the sky!
"Boom!"
With one hammer blow, the world seemed to be shaken. The two Nine Nether Demonic Swords in Nalan Xue Zhan's eyes were instantly shattered, and a huge force knocked him back three steps before he could stand still.
After three steps, half of the person's body was sunk into the ground, from the waist down, into the soil.