"The first speed." Feng Feiyun said disdainfully: "I am also in the second level of destiny. I will see if your speed is faster or mine is faster."
When Feng Feiyun said this, he was already standing in front of Gu Chuanfeng. Gu Chuanfeng was shocked, how could he be so fast?
Although the shock in his heart could not be increased, Gu Chuanfeng was a person who had been on the battlefield all year round after all, and he had a strong adaptability. He once again deployed the divine streamer and retreated behind him. He did not feel at ease until he retreated to a position several thousand meters away from Feng Feiyun. quite a few,
"This is the fastest speed in its realm."
Feng Feiyun's voice sounded from behind his head. Gu Chuanfeng's face turned pale. He quickly mobilized the Zifu spiritual energy in his body and activated the natal spiritual weapon in his dantian to use it to suppress Feng Feiyun.
"boom."
Feng Feiyun hit his vest with a palm, shaking all the spiritual energy in his body. His internal organs seemed to have suffered a violent impact. His throat felt sweet and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
So what about the genius-defying Jun, who has the second highest destiny, and what about the young prince of Tianhou Mansion? No one in the same realm can be Feng Feiyun’s opponent.
"Feng Feiyun, how can your cultivation be so strong? You have been infected by the rotten blood of the King of Hell, and your life span is short." Gu Chuanfeng has never been defeated so miserably, and he was defeated easily by someone in the same realm. This It was a cruel blow to his confidence,
Feng Feiyun kicked him on the butt, and kicked Gu Chuanfeng away, landing on the edge of the turbulent Jin River.
"Yes, I was indeed infected by the King of Hell's rotten blood, but it's still easy to deal with someone of your level." Feng Feiyun pretended to cough a few times, looking like he was seriously ill.
Gu Chuanfeng was hit hard, it was too shocking. He was called a genius, and he had been known as a genius since he was a child, but he couldn't even fight against a sick and dying man. Could he really so weak,
Gu Chuanfeng got up from the ground, with strong unwillingness in his eyes, and said: "Feng Feiyun, let's fight again."
"Who told you to get up? Kneel down." Feng Feiyun was not interested in fighting with him. He shouted loudly, and the soul of the phoenix and the pressure of forty rays of divine consciousness continued to fall down.
"Snapped."
Gu Chuanfeng had already been severely injured by Feng Feiyun, how could he withstand such a powerful pressure? He bent his legs and knelt on the bank of Jin River.
For him, the young Marquis of Tianhou Mansion, who has been pampered since he was a child, he has never experienced such humiliation. He exhausted all his strength and cultivation and tried to stand up from the ground, but even his knees were bleeding. Even blood cannot resist the suppressive force exerted on him by Feng Feiyun.
The more arrogant a person is, the more they should be suppressed. Only by completely suppressing the arrogance in them can they know how to respect others.
"Feng Feiyun, you actually dare to make me kneel down. Do you know that I am the eldest son of the God's Heavenly Marquis and will inherit the title of the God's Heavenly Marquis in the future. If you offend me, you are offending the entire Shenzuo Tianhou Mansion." Gu Chuanfeng's face He was blushing, and no matter what methods he tried, he couldn't get up from the ground.
"Really? I originally planned to let you kneel for one day, but now I have changed my mind and decided to let you kneel for three days and three nights." Feng Feiyun said,
Gu Chuanfeng's eyes were full of resentment and murderous intent, and he said: "You can't be proud for long. Now there are thousands of young people in the entire divine city who want to kill you. They will all come here soon." , among them there are several king-level figures of the younger generation, whose cultivation is ten times better than mine."
Feng Feiyun raised his eyebrows. He didn't know when he had offended so many people.
It shouldn’t be. I just came to the Divine Capital. Even if I offended him, I would only offend the Beiming Clan and Baotian Hou Mansion. How could I offend the entire younger generation of the Divine Capital?
But Feng Feiyun didn't know that this was all because of the Ye master next to him. Everyone thought that Feng Feiyun had captured Ye Xiaoxiang. The younger generation of kings all wanted to stand up for Ye Xiaoxiang, so they all Fight out of the divine capital and deal with Feng Feiyun,
Although none of these people can find Feng Feiyun, the legend of the small town ghost village has been spread. It can be imagined that many young kings will be attracted to them in the near future.
"Oh, Ah Lang, Ah Sang, seeing that you are not at home, I knew you two would come here. This place is very dangerous and you are too courageous." The old woman called from a distance and left quickly. He came over and looked at Feng Feiyun and Ye Xiaoxiang with a complaining look in his eyes.
"Alang" and "Asan" are the pseudonyms of Feng Feiyun and Ye Xiaoxiang.
Feng Feiyun smiled apologetically: "Mom, don't worry about us. There is nothing unclean here during the day."
Feng Feiyun didn't know if he was influenced by Ye Xiaoxiang, but he also cared about the feelings of ordinary people, and didn't want to worry this enthusiastic old woman.
"Yes, yes, with Alang protecting me, no evil spirit can get close to me." Ye Xiaoxiang took the old woman's wrist, shook it gently, and laughed like a silver bell,
The old woman sighed deeply, glanced at Gu Chuanfeng who was kneeling by the Jin River, and asked curiously: "Why is there a person kneeling by the river?"
"He..." Ye Xiaoxiang said,
"He knelt there and prayed to the Goddess of Jin River to bless the peace of the town. He hoped that evil things like ghost villages would never appear again." Feng Feiyun sighed earnestly, looked at the river, and said quietly: "This way There are still not many pious young people left."
The old woman nodded and returned to the town. As she left, Qian warned Feng Feiyun and Ye Xiaoxiang to return to the town before dark. Naturally, Feng Feiyun and Ye Xiaoxiang responded repeatedly. yes,
After the old woman left, a mouthful of blood came out of Gu Chuanfeng's mouth. Feng Feiyun was so angry that he vomited blood.
Feng Feiyun looked at Ye Xiaoxiang with disgust and said with a smile: "You are quite cooperative this time."
"I think for the sake of the people in this town. If you are really capable, you can make the evil thing like Ghost Village never appear again. Then, I will truly believe that you are a good person." Ye Xiaoxiang stretched out a flawless hand. He raised his jade arm and said, "Give me the purple flute."
"What are you doing?" Feng Feiyun became cautious. The sound of Ye Xiaoxiang's flute was extraordinary. Even a giant might fall asleep in the sound of her flute. Even if Feng Feiyun had the soul of a phoenix, he would still fall asleep briefly in the sound of her flute. lost,
Ye Xiaoxiang's eyes were as clear as water and he said: "I want to try to use the sound of the flute to purify this evil land."
Feng Feiyun stared closely at her pair of lilac eyes, wanting to see whether what she said was true or false, so he took out the purple flute and turned it around in his hand. Suddenly, Feng Feiyun Feiyun's eyes stared behind Ye Xiaoxiang,
Ye Xiaoxiang was slightly surprised. What was he looking at? She turned around and saw two young people standing in the distance, a man and a woman. The man was majestic and the woman was beautiful.
It is the Eastern Mirror Moon and the Eastern Mirror Water,
These two brothers and sisters are both a dragon and a phoenix among people, with a temperament that transcends ordinary people. Ordinary people dare not get too close to them.
"Haha, you are so amazing. Feng Feiyun is indeed in this small town. How did you know?" Dongfang Jingshui laughed loudly. It was obvious that this was said to the arrogant and holy Dongfang girl standing next to him.
It turned out that when they were in the small town, Dongfang Jingyue had already felt that Feng Feiyun was nearby. This was a strange feeling. Even she herself couldn't explain why.
Dongfang Jingshui didn't believe it at first, but when he saw Feng Feiyun standing in front of him, he finally believed it. He and Feng Feiyun also had a relationship at the foot of Bhikkhu Mountain that day, but he did not give Feng Feiyun to him at that time. make out,
"I can smell the gangster smell on him from thousands of miles away." Dongfang Jingyue said lightly,
As expected, Dongfang Jingyue, this damned bitch, still held grudges for the punch she had received that day. Feng Feiyun became cautious, as if facing a formidable enemy. Although his current cultivation level was enough to gain a foothold among the younger generation of kings, But if the two brothers Dongfang Jingyue and Dongfang Jingshui attack him at the same time, he will still be a little behind.
Although Feng Feiyun was cautious, he didn't show it at all on his face, saying: "Oh, this is not the eldest son of the Yingou family, the famous head... Ahem, Dongfang Jingshui, long admired, long admired, disrespectful ,sorry."
Feng Feiyun deliberately ignored Dongfang Jingyue and didn't even look at her.
Dongfang Jingshui stood there so calmly, but his body was already like an unshakable mountain. The principles between heaven and earth seemed to be rotating around him. He held his hands, his body was entrenched, and his face was a little bit... Xie Lin said: "I didn't expect that the boy who was once chased all over the mountain by my sister has now become the famous son of the demon, the number one genius of the Shenjin Dynasty, what a big name."
Dongfang Jingshui was originally a dual cultivator of magic. He learned the true teachings of Taoism and also accidentally obtained the incomplete magic skills of the ancient magic sect.
Demon cultivators have long since disappeared in the vast world of the Shenjin Dynasty, and the secret scriptures for cultivating demons have been lost for tens of thousands of years. In the entire Shenjin Dynasty, it is estimated that only Dongfang Jingshui is still cultivating demons. ,
As for female demons, little demons, and demon sons, they are not considered demon cultivators. They are just born with demonic nature, but they do not practice demonic skills.
Dongfang Jingshui can be like a sunny and cheerful brother to his only sister, but to outsiders, the demonic energy in him boils up, condensing an illusory demonic city above his head. , like a demon king reborn,
Just this awe-inspiring demonic energy in his body is already quite overbearing and can shock monks below the realm of destiny to death. Even in the same realm, there are only a few who can compare with him.