Chapter 370 Single-handedly (also the first chapter)
Breaking into the harem is a crime of great disrespect and no one can be left alive.
"Dead."
"There is another one here, still breathing." A black-robed monk looked fiercely and chopped off the head of the dying palace maid lying on the ground with a sword.
"Concubine Luo Shen is really powerful. The maids and eunuchs sitting down are all masters. Her resistance is really tenacious. I don't know if His Highness the Crown Prince has captured her."
"Emperor Jin entered the holy land of the royal family to retreat. Now the capital of God belongs to His Highness the Crown Prince. Once he puts on the Nine-Five Dragon Robe, controls the mighty imperial seal, and obtains the luck of the Dragon Spirit Stone, he will be able to control the dragon veins of the entire divine capital. In the end, whoever dares to disobey God will die, haha."
Suddenly, the laughter of the five black-robed monks stopped and they saw Feng Feiyun walking in from outside the palace gate. He stepped among the blood and walked among the many corpses.
A gust of cold air floated in the bloody palace, blowing up a row of plum blossoms beside the palace wall. The bright red petals floated over, carrying the fragrance of plum blossoms, and fell into the blood stream.
Like a pink boat floating on blood,
"Feng Feiyun, you actually dare to break into the forbidden area of the harem. This is the palace of Luo Shenfei." One of the black-robed monks stood on the high stone steps, holding a blood-stained sword, blocking entry. The entrance to the palace on the first floor,
Feng Feiyun didn't want to talk nonsense with them, so he made a huge palm print and hit the head of one of the black-robed monks. With a click, his neck broke and he fell to the ground.
These five people are naturally not mediocre people. They all have hundreds of years of practice. However, they have no power to fight back in front of Feng Feiyun. They were ruthlessly suppressed.
"Bangka."
The second man's neck was crushed by Feng Feiyun, and he was thrown away. His body hit a six-meter-diameter gold and copper pillar and fell to pieces, with his bones shattered.
The remaining three people retreated continuously, fearful of Feng Feiyun, their attacks were so cruel that it made people feel heart palpitating.
Feng Feiyun walked against the wind, his footsteps touched the ground, his face was calm, he pointed out, and five different rays of brilliance condensed on his fingertips, carrying red, black, white, green and yellow colors respectively, like a colorful divine shuttle. It pierced the eyebrows of two people in succession, and they fell to the ground, leaving a bloody hole the size of a finger on their head, with red and white liquid flowing out of it.
The last monk in black was frightened and ran away quickly. He wanted to scream, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a white thin sword penetrated from behind, and the tip of the sword protruded from his mouth. ,
Feng Feiyun withdrew his Heavenly Essence Bing Gu and ran towards the depths of the palace at a faster speed.
This is the residence of a divine concubine, who has a huge status and occupies a large area. Feng Feiyun passed through seven halls in a row and killed more than thirty people before he saw the divine concubine's palace in the center.
There are dozens of monks guarding outside the palace, some wearing black robes, some wearing the battle armor of great inner masters, all of them have hawk-like eyes, exuding a huge aura,
The Heavenly Essence Soldier's courage transformed into a huge white sword. He held it in Feng Feiyun's hand like a white bright moon. He walked through a lush spiritual herb garden and walked towards the palace.
There were many corpses lying in the Lingcao Garden. There were traces of burnt and struck by lightning on the ground. Some thousand-year-old trees were still burning. The flames continued for a long time, igniting some of the bloody corpses on the ground.
"You Beiming clan are so brave. You dare to break into the imperial palace and burn down the palace of the concubine. This is a crime of great disrespect and will implicate the nine clans."
Feng Feiyun single-handedly fought outside Luo Shenfei's palace. He was invincible and had the qualifications of a god of war.
Observing the traces of the battle around, it is obvious that the Beiming Clan's people have just attacked here. The cultivation level of this group of monks is not very strong. The strongest one is a half-step giant. They gathered in a hurry, otherwise it would be so important. It is impossible to do something without a giant taking charge.
Longshenya has already entered the palace. The monks guarding the outside, led by the four half-step giants from Beiming Clan,
Bei Mingxiao laughed loudly: "Lord God King, you have also barged in. Even if you want to implicate the nine clans, I am afraid that your Feng family will not be able to escape the crime."
Beiming Xiao is a supreme elder of the Beiming family. Although he looks like a middle-aged man, he has actually been cultivating for four hundred and thirty years. Although he calls Feng Feiyun the God King, he does not say anything about it at all. I didn't take the word "god king" seriously, after all, Feng Feiyun was too young.
When Beiming Xiao dominated the world, Feng Feiyun was not even born yet. Even if this kind of yellow-haired junior was outstandingly talented, he was still just a junior.
Feng Feiyun nodded and smiled: "You are really eloquent, and your ability to confuse right and wrong is not ordinary. You need to know that although Emperor Jin is in seclusion and does not care much about the dispute between the new emperor, but if you can If you go too far, you will definitely be punished. Breaking into the harem and forcing the concubine. If such things are spread to the holy land of the royal family, then I am afraid that none of you will be able to bear the consequences."
"There is no need for God King to worry. First of all, God King already knows so many things, do you think you can escape unscathed? Secondly, as long as the prince ascends the throne, he will be the new generation of Jin Emperor. The Nine-Five Dragon Robe holds the destiny of the world, and His Highness the Crown Prince will naturally have the final say at that time; thirdly, our Beiming Clan has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, and has an extremely huge foundation. It is not much weaker than the royal family, even if Emperor Jin wants You should think twice before touching our Beiming Clan. Feng Feiyun, you are still very young, and many things are not as simple as you see on the surface." Another half-step giant from Beiming Clan stood in front of a palace wall. On the top, with his hands behind his back, there is a cyan gun spinning above his head.
The Beiming Clan's background and power are naturally very huge. They are deeply rooted in the Shenjin Dynasty. Feng Feiyun has long known about it. The royal family is also on guard against the Beiming Clan. They have long wanted to deal with these powerful families, but they have been unable to find them. When the right opportunity comes, in fact, this time the "dragons bite the sky" and the replacement of old and new members of the royal family is to deal with the four great clans and weaken their power.
Emperor Jin handed over this mess to Princess Luofu, which was also a test of Princess Luofu's ability to take the throne of Emperor Jin.
Feng Feiyun stood with his sword crossed and said with a smile: "In this case, there is nothing to say. Today, I have decided to break into the palace of the concubine. It depends on whether you can stop me."
Feng Feiyun's body turned into a white shadow, like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he flew from a hundred feet away to the outside of the palace.
The ten old men of Beiming Clan had been waiting at the palace gate for a long time, forming a huge formation. The formation alone was more than ten meters long and was suspended in mid-air. The moment Feng Feiyun broke through , the formation directly blasted over,
"Boom."
Eighty-one spirit stones were embedded in the formation, providing a steady stream of energy, and hundreds of purple thunderbolts as thick as arms rushed out, making a thunderous sound that shook the earth.
These ten old men are all formation masters with profound cultivation. The formations they arranged are so amazing. Under the influence of thunder and lightning, a huge spring of magma and fire burst out from the ground.
Feng Feiyun held the Heavenly Marrow Soldier's Gallbladder and condensed it into a white metallic light film, covering his whole body. Those thunder and lightning struck on the condensed metallic light film of the Heavenly Marrow Soldier's gallbladder, automatically integrated into it, and were transferred to the ground. , the magma gushing out of the ground was blown away and splashed everywhere,
The ten old men retreated quickly, but their clothes were still stained by the lava. The sleeves of three old men were burned off and turned into fly ash.
The kid in front of me is really amazing. This formation can kill even a half-step giant, but it can't hurt him at all. Could it be that his cultivation is already able to compete with a half-step giant?
"Hmph, to be able to break in here, you must have escaped from Zhuo Luo's hands. It seems that you are quite capable." Bei Mingxiao stood under a palace wall, only about 20 steps away from Feng Feiyun. , but he had no intention of taking action. A half-step giant like him, and a direct descendant of the Beiming Clan, did not bother to fight against the younger generation of monks. It would simply be an insult to his own status.
The Zhuoluo he was talking about was the man in gray who had reached the early stage of becoming a half-step giant.
Bei Mingxiao thought that Feng Feiyun came here after escaping from Zhuo Luo's hands. He simply did not believe that Feng Feiyun's age and cultivation level could kill an evil Supreme Elder.
"He actually dares to come here alone. He is seeking death. If we can take his head, I believe His Highness the Crown Prince and the clan master will reward us heavily." Another half-step giant of the Beiming clan said. ,
Hearing this, some monks from the Beiming clan were immediately moved. If they could kill Feng Feiyun, it would definitely be a great achievement. Even if they were rewarded with ten years of training in the family secret realm, it was possible.
"I'm here to take his life." A somewhat skinny man suddenly rushed out and reached the fifth level of destiny. The palace in the Zifu opened and a broken spear flew out, only about one meter long. Although it was still rusty, But the fracture is smooth and round, with streaks of light flowing like runes.
This is a remnant of a second-grade spiritual weapon. Although it is still broken, there is still spirituality and formation inside. After two hundred years of restoration in Beiming Mulin, this remnant spear has regained three points of its power. It is comparable to a first-grade spiritual weapon,
This broken spear was the strongest soldier in Beiming Mulin. It fully aroused the power of the spiritual weapon inside, and an overwhelming force exploded, shaking down a palace wall and causing a huge crack in the ground. texture,
Feng Feiyun was resisting the formation of ten old men. He felt the power of the spiritual weapon coming from behind, his eyebrows condensed slightly, and a black light flew out from his finger, which turned out to be a finger.
"boom."
A more powerful spiritual energy surged out, which directly shook the broken spear into pieces, broke into several sections, flew back, and inserted into Beiming Mulin's body.
"Pfft, pfft, pfft."
Beiming Mulin never expected that Feng Feiyun's combat power was so terrifying. Before he could react, his body was stabbed by three broken spears, and three huge blood holes burst out. His body was nailed to a golden palace wall. Above, blood flowed down the palace wall and turned into a stream.
"Damn it, Feng Feiyun actually holds a third-grade spiritual weapon." Bei Mingxiao had a greedy look in his eyes. This is a third-grade spiritual weapon, a priceless treasure.
Although he has reached the realm of a half-step giant, he still does not have a spiritual weapon. After all, there are too many masters in the Beiming Clan and the spiritual weapons are too rare. He is not qualified to get a spiritual weapon at all, let alone a third-grade spirit. Weapons, not even first-grade spiritual weapons,
The broken spiritual weapon in Beiming Mulin's hand made him salivate, not to mention the third-grade spiritual weapon played by Feng Feiyun.
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Originally, I owed more than forty chapters in total. Last month, I paid back more than ten chapters, and I still owe thirty-six chapters. This month, I owe three chapters, and I owe a total of thirty-nine chapters. This is the first chapter I have paid. There are still thirty-eight chapters left. Pay it back slowly, and I will definitely pay it back.