Although this man looks only about fifty years old, he has a sense of vicissitudes that is different from ordinary people. His real age is definitely no less than a hundred years old.
Definitely an old man!
It's just because of his high level of cultivation and controlling the speed of aging with his spiritual energy that he gives people the impression of being around fifty years old.
"I didn't expect you to be able to come here. It seems that your potential has been underestimated." He was still sitting on the wicker chair. Although he was on the street with people passing by, he felt like he was sitting in his own back garden.
, very relaxing.
Feng Feiyun felt huge pressure from this man. Although he was still a hundred feet away, he seemed to be close to him, as if he could stand in front of him with just a slight movement.
This is a danger signal!
There was a turmoil in the city of Zixiao Mansion, and the Feng family sent out many strong men to surround him in the city. It could be said that he was besieged on all sides.
Even if there is a huge mountain in front of you, you must break through it, otherwise if you are surrounded, you will not be able to escape even if you want to.
"Who are you?" Feng Feiyun knew that the other party had recognized him, so it was useless to deny it.
"The eighth elder of the Feng family, Feng Weiting." He said with a faint smile: "I already know your affairs very well. Offending the fourth lady of the Yingou family is not a big deal. As long as you are really talented, the family will
Spending a large amount of wealth will also help you settle this matter. Feng Feiyun, your ability to defeat Feng Lingji shows your supreme talent, and you will definitely achieve great success in the future. If you are willing to go back with me, this matter may not turn around.
"
The Feng family is a huge family, the overlord in Nantai Mansion. It has been established for thousands of years, and its background is quite terrifying. There are hundreds of elder-level figures.
There are hundreds of elder-level figures, each of whom is an outstanding person who can stand alone.
The person in front of me can actually be ranked eighth among hundreds of elders. His own cultivation has reached an incredible level, and his status in the Feng Family is probably quite high, and he is definitely not among the current heads of the Feng Family.
Down.
His words naturally carry a lot of weight.
If there was no issue about the demon son, Feng Feiyun might still believe his words, but now even if the top ten elders of the Feng family come forward, he will not believe it at all.
Feng Feiyun took off the black cloth on the invincible Zen staff, revealing the golden copper ring, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid you just want to take the demon's blood from my body and sacrifice the piece left by my mother.
The demon robe, this may be my greatest value to you."
The eighth elder gently rubbed his forehead and sighed: "Your ideas are too paranoid. Although the blood of demons flows in your body, you also have the blood of my Feng family, and you are also a direct descendant of the Feng family.
Bloodline, how could we have the heart to really kill you? These are just for outsiders to see, and also for the people of the Silver Hook family, you should believe that I am the one."
Not only is this person extremely high in cultivation, he also has an extremely delicate mind. No wonder the top brass of the Feng family would let him deal with him.
Feng Feiyun said: "How can I trust you? You first imprisoned my grandfather and two uncles, and then sent people to Lingzhou City to punish my father. Is this a way to deal with your own people?"
"Hey! Who did you hear these things from?" asked the eighth elder.
"It doesn't matter who you say it. The important things are all facts!" Feng Feiyun stared into his eyes tightly. Seeing that he didn't deny it, he knew that this was indeed a fact.
The eighth elder said nothing because he knew that it would be useless to continue talking.
Feng Feiyun didn't say anything else, because he knew that even if he said it again, it would be just nonsense.
He had to go to the hinterland city. Since the Eighth Elder was blocking this inevitable path, he had no choice but to defeat him.
"If you can take three steps forward, I can let you pass through this door, but if you can't, just follow me back to the Fengjian Clan Ancestral Hall." Although the eighth elder didn't understand why Feng Feiyun insisted on breaking into the hinterland city.
, but it did not affect his decision at all.
As expected of the eighth elder of the Feng family, he was indeed extremely arrogant. He even dared to bet that Feng Feiyun could not take three steps. He was also too confident in his own cultivation.
At this moment, the two people are hundreds of feet apart, that is, a distance of more than 300 meters. Even at the speed of sound, it takes nearly one second. For a person of Feng Feiyun's level, one second is not enough to travel three hundred meters.
Even taking thirty steps is not difficult.
Feng Feiyun thought he was no match for him, but if he couldn't even take three steps forward, that would be too exaggerated.
"That's what you said." As Feng Feiyun spoke, he leaped forward with lightning speed, his aura running on his feet, and his speed was extremely fast.
But before he could take the first step, he felt like he was stepping into a whirlpool. He had a feeling of stepping into space, as if he was falling towards the abyss of the earth.
The eighth elder's fingers gently tapped on the wicker chair, and twelve strands of spiritual energy were transmitted into the ground at the same time. The spiritual energy was as sharp as a knife, strangulating everything in the world.
"boom!"
Feng Feiyun's feet were still an inch away from the ground, and his shoes and trouser legs were crushed. If he didn't move back, the entire foot would be destroyed.
So strong?
Feng Feiyun thought that both his speed and reaction were extremely fast, but he was still forced to retreat by the eighth elder. This was really frustrating.
He was naturally dissatisfied, and suddenly shook the Invincible Zen Staff toward the ground, hoping to shatter the murderous intention in the ground.
"Bang!"
But he still underestimated this power!
The power of the invincible Zen staff is so strong that it can smash a huge pit several meters deep into the ground under normal circumstances, but at this moment it was rebounded by an invisible force and almost seriously injured itself.
"Buzz!"
The invincible Zen staff trembled violently in Feng Feiyun's hand, making a trembling sound, and Feng Feiyun's arm was numb and painful.
The eighth elder's cultivation was simply too abnormal. He was simply not on the same level as those law enforcement elders. With a distance of several hundred meters, Feng Feiyun was unable to take a step forward.
There was no doubt that if he really wanted to kill Feng Feiyun, he would only need one move and it would be absolutely impossible for him to use the second move.
This is the gap in strength and cultivation, which cannot be made up by external forces at all.
The eighth elder was still sitting on the wicker chair, holding the ancient scroll in one hand and stroking the beard on his chin with the other. He smiled leisurely and said: "Young man, you should give up your fearless struggle. In front of the Feng family, you still have to give up."
You seem too weak. There are no fewer than ten people in the Feng family who are stronger than me. Even if you pass my level, you will definitely not be able to pass the road ahead."
Feng Feiyun's eyes were firm and there was no way he could retreat. The aura of Longma Hetu rushed out of his body, and he charged forward with unstoppable momentum.
The eighth elder sighed lightly and shook his head: "Since you are unwilling to surrender, I can only take action."
This time he really took action, but it was so fast that there was no shadow and no one saw his hand.
He left his seat and flew up, his body turned into a series of afterimages, and pointed toward Feng Feiyun's Dantian.
He moved like the wind, leaving no trace at all. Feng Feiyun was as if he were made of paper in front of him. He clearly saw him approaching him, but he was unable to counterattack, and he couldn't even move.
"His cultivation level is so high, my life is at stake!" Feng Feiyun knew that it wasn't that he couldn't avoid it, but that the opponent was too strong. This was not a power level showdown at all.
Even if you want to fight, you can't do it!
"boom!"
The eighth elder exclaimed, blood burst out from his fingers, and his whole body was shaken back by a vast force.
"Bang!"
The eighth elder directly hit the wall of the inner city, knocking a huge crater several meters deep into the wall and causing violent vibrations.
"You...what is in your Dantian?"
The eighth elder originally wanted to destroy Feng Feiyun's Dantian with one finger, but his finger was shattered by an inexplicable blue light. If he hadn't discovered something was wrong in advance and stopped in time, I'm afraid his entire body would have been destroyed.
The arms will be shattered.
Feng Feiyun felt the blood in his body churning, his five internal organs vibrating, a turbid air rising in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurting out of his mouth.
Dantian? In the dantian... isn't it that ancient spiritual boat!
Feng Feiyun only felt that his Dantian was filled with cyan divine light, like a dense ocean. The ancient spirit boat was wandering inside at this moment, blooming with bright divine light, which was simply better than Feng Feiyun's "immortal root".
All should be dazzling.
It's now!
Feng Feiyun no longer thought about it, and while the eighth elder was repulsed by the spirit boat, he dodged and rushed into the inner city.
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