Chapter 2471
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Yang Qi's eyes are red. They have to explain in the Yang family that they have been insulted. It's a great shame.
Fengtianling a mouth of a son of a son of a son of a son of a son of a son of a son of a son of a son of a son of a bitch, three generations of their ancestors are scolded.
"Fengtianling, don't go too far! Do you really want to let the wind family and the Yang family tear their face completely? " Yang Qi stood up and growled.
Feng Tianling disdained to say: "I said that you two are not up to that share. Besides, even if it's a war, will my Feng family be afraid? I'll go to your Yang's home alone and see if Yang Xun dare to declare war with my Feng family. "
Feng Tianling is such a bully.
Yang Qi's face changed slightly. He clenched his fists tightly and took a deep breath. Instead of talking to Feng Tianling, he turned to Feng Beicheng and said, "patriarch Feng, this matter can be big or small. If there is no one to say about it, I can't go back to explain it."
"What do I need to give you? Today, it is Yang Yu who is the first to pick things up on the street. If you are shocked and defeated by Yang Yu, then you should know the consequences. If my fifth uncle enters your Yang family's door and you Yang family doesn't jump, I'll write the name in reverse. "
Feng Beicheng is also a relatively tough person. He does things in a vigorous manner, and is not a master who is afraid of hands and feet.
Since it is not Feng Jingyu's fault, he naturally wants to protect Feng Jingyu.
Yang Qi originally thought that Feng Beicheng, as the clan leader, would give him at least a little face and deal with it a little, which was also an explanation.
But I didn't expect that Feng Beicheng didn't give any face, which made Yang Qi's face even more ugly.
"Patriarch Feng, in this case, I will tell my original words to Yang clan chief, and see how they deal with it." Yang Qi's words are also a threat.
"Let Yang Shi come to me and see if he dares." The wind is very strong in the north.
Yang Qi snorted, and then left the wind home with Yang mink.
"Patriarch, this matter is related to the fight between the Feng family and the Yang family, so don't be so hasty. If the Yang family really wants to tear up the skin with our Feng family, it will not do us any good at present. " Feng Tiandao said.
Feng Tianling's eyes sank and said, "what do you mean, third brother? Are you old enough to be black and white? "
"Five, how do you talk?" The wind and heaven scold the way.
Feng Tianling said: "I leave my words here today. If anyone dares to move a hair of my grandson, I will let him lie in bed all his life."
Feng Tiandao was so angry that his face turned blue, but he had no way to deal with fengtianling.
Feng Jingyu saw all this in his eyes. He was full of disdain for the selfishness of Feng Tiandao.
"Well, that's the end of the matter. If the Yang family really wants to tear up its face, our Feng family is not afraid." Feng Beicheng stood up and said boldly.
No one in the hall was saying anything.
Feng Tianling returned to his yard with Feng Jingyu. Feng Jingyu said, "grandfather, since I can practice now, you can give me the ancient method of wind family cultivation, so that I can seize the time to practice."
Feng Tianling said: "as a monk, the ancient method is really important, but a monk can only practice one kind of ancient method. The ancient method of our Feng family is just a remnant of the remaining chapters. You have more than ten spiritual veins. If you cultivate the ancient method of the wind family, it will be too buried. "
Feng Jingyu also knows about this. In the land of apocalypse, monks must practice the ancient Dharma, which is a kind of Scripture to quickly improve their strength.
However, a monk can only practice one ancient Dharma, or an ancient Dharma with the same attributes. If he practices other ancient methods, he will easily become possessed by the devil and die of breaking his muscles and veins.
So far, no one has successfully practiced the two ancient methods.
The ancestor of the wind family accidentally got a little remnant of the ancient law, which was the basis of Fengyue city.
However, compared with the ancient laws of the great powers, this is very weak.
Feng Jingyu has such a gift of spiritual pulse. If there is no good ancient method, it will affect the future achievements, so don't be careless.
"But if there is no ancient method, how can I practice it?" Wind Jing Yu doubts way.
Feng Tianling said: "cultivation doesn't necessarily need the ancient method. It's OK to have spiritual pulse. It's just that having the ancient Dharma will make you less detours and practice faster."
"If you have more than ten spiritual veins, even if you don't need the ancient Dharma, you will not be slower to practice than others. You first practice for a period of time. Every year, several major sects of Daoyi Dynasty will go to each city to select their disciples. At that time, you can join a certain sect and practice their strong ancient Dharma. "
The wind startles Yu to understand to nod, way: "I understand."
Feng Tianling said: "don't let others know about your cultivation for the time being. There will be a family meeting in one year. Then you will make a great success at the family meeting. In this way, you will have a great advantage in selecting students from several major schools."Feng Jingyu nodded. The family meeting of Feng family is usually conducted before selecting students from several major schools. This is to hope that more children will enter those powerful sects.
In this way, the wind family in Fengyue city can be prosperous forever.
Today, the younger generation of Feng family has entered some religious sects to practice. In addition to the coming back of the family assembly, the rest of the time is practicing in the clan.
Not only the Feng family, but also other clansmen entered the clan.
Therefore, the strength of these big families in Fengyue city is in balance, and only when they restrain each other and fear each other, they dare not start a war easily for so many years.
"I see." The wind startled Yu and nodded.
"You send the white tiger back to Tianyue mountain, or it may bring disaster to our Feng family." Wind day Ling fear road.
When Feng Jingyu saw that fengtianling was so afraid, he nodded. Although he was not willing to do so, he had no way. At present, with his strength, he could not control such a spirit beast.
The wind startles Yu to take the small white tiger to leave the wind home, walks toward the city.
After leaving Fengyue City, Feng Jingyu was stared at by several pairs of eyes.
"Feng Jingyu is left alone. Go and tell the Deacon."
"It's really unexpected that Feng Jingyu, a waste, can also waste young master Yang Yu. It's so weird."
"Keep following me, and I will report to the Deacon."
Several servants of the Yang family discussed at the gate of the city, and then one of them rushed to the Yang family immediately, while the others kept up with Feng Jingyu.
Feng Jingyu walked to the collapsed Tianyue mountain. Looking at the totally different Tianyue mountain, Feng Jingyu recalled the scene of the battle of the strong. He was still frightened and yearned for power.
Now that he has a spiritual pulse, and it's extraordinary, this will no longer be a fantasy, it will become a reality.
White tiger in the temple, although I'm afraid of the little white tiger, I don't care about you
Feng Jingyu was just about to put the little white tiger in a relatively good green area when he suddenly frowned and a cold color flashed in his eyes.
He gave up the idea of putting the little white tiger down, and then went on walking quietly.
The pace of his family servant gradually accelerated, and his pace was also accelerated.
Now in Tianyue mountain, there are no other people in the whole mountain. They don't need to take too much into account, and they pursue them recklessly.
These domestic servants are all monks, and their strength is in the three layers and four layers of Tianqi realm, which is much stronger than that of the wind.
Soon also caught up with the wind Jingyu, the wind Jingyu all of a sudden to surround up.
"Feng Jingyu, you can't escape today." A Yang family servant sneered.
Feng Jingyu looked at the four servants of the Yang family calmly, but his tone was very indifferent: "is the Yang family so despicable? It's really a shame for me to use such vulgar means today. "
"Don't talk nonsense. The Deacon has come this way. You're dead." A Yang family servant said coldly.
Feng Jingyu looks at the four men, and his mind is quickly calculating how to escape. But after thinking about it, there is a hard war to fight today. I'm afraid it will be very difficult to retreat.
"Go on Another Yang family servant drank a lot, and then rushed to Feng Jingyu first.
Feng Jingyu's eyes sank and his killing intention flashed. At the moment when the servant rushed over, Feng Jingyu also met him.
The servant's aura was released and condensed in his fist, and he was bombarded with a fist, which was very powerful.
"The strength of these people is much stronger than that of apocalypse." Feng Jingyu's face became dignified. This time it was really a battle of life and death.
Feng Jingyu's body flashed quickly. He avoided the servant's attack with jinghongbu. Then the dagger in his hand appeared and directly inserted into the servant's heart.
The servant responded quickly, and his body suddenly turned to avoid the blow of Feng Jingyu, and then he slapped Feng Jingyu.
This palm is very sharp for those who are not friars like Feng Jingyu. If you are a common mortal, you can't get rid of it.
However, Feng Jingyu had startling steps. His footwork moved and he almost hid close to the servant's palm.
Even so, the aura rubbed on Feng Jingyu's body, and Feng Jingyu felt a sharp pain.
He endured the pain and stabbed the servant in the stomach.
The servant didn't expect that Feng Jingyu would avoid his blow, and after Feng Jingyu suffered the pain, he could bear to attack.
Poof!
The dagger went into the belly of the genealogy, but only half of it.
At the critical moment, the servant still grasped Feng Jingyu's arm and didn't let the dagger penetrate thoroughly, otherwise he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.As an excellent killer, Feng Jingyu's fighting experience and adaptability are very terrible. After his arm was caught, he immediately released his hand and raised his foot to kick the dagger.
The servant was shocked. He felt incredible for the ability of Feng Jingyu to cope with such emergency.
This is only a 15-year-old boy. How can he have such combat experience and adaptability?
Poof!
The dagger was kicked into the servant's abdomen by the wind and pierced out of the servant's back.
"Ah..."
The servant was kicked to fly out, screamed, fell to the ground, covered his stomach, blood DC, can not climb up.
The other three servants of the Yang family were shocked when they saw this scene. Didn't they all say that Feng Jingyu was a waste? How can you defeat a friar on the third floor of Tianqi?
After Feng Jingyu seriously injured a domestic servant, he took advantage of this gap and immediately rushed out of the enclosure.
He knew very well that he had only one chance to deal with such a monk. If he did it again, the other side would never be so careless. His chance of winning was almost zero.
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Yang Qi's eyes are red. They have to explain in the Yang family that they have been insulted. It's a great shame.
Fengtianling a mouth of a son of a son of a son of a son of a son of a son of a son of a son of a son of a son of a bitch, three generations of their ancestors are scolded.
"Fengtianling, don't go too far! Do you really want to let the wind family and the Yang family tear their face completely? " Yang Qi stood up and growled.
Feng Tianling disdained to say: "I said that you two are not up to that share. Besides, even if it's a war, will my Feng family be afraid? I'll go to your Yang's home alone and see if Yang Xun dare to declare war with my Feng family. "
Feng Tianling is such a bully.
Yang Qi's face changed slightly. He clenched his fists tightly and took a deep breath. Instead of talking to Feng Tianling, he turned to Feng Beicheng and said, "patriarch Feng, this matter can be big or small. If there is no one to say about it, I can't go back to explain it."
"What do I need to give you? Today, it is Yang Yu who is the first to pick things up on the street. If you are shocked and defeated by Yang Yu, then you should know the consequences. If my fifth uncle enters your Yang family's door and you Yang family doesn't jump, I'll write the name in reverse. "
Feng Beicheng is also a relatively tough person. He does things in a vigorous manner, and is not a master who is afraid of hands and feet.
Since it is not Feng Jingyu's fault, he naturally wants to protect Feng Jingyu.
Yang Qi originally thought that Feng Beicheng, as the clan leader, would give him at least a little face and deal with it a little, which was also an explanation.
But I didn't expect that Feng Beicheng didn't give any face, which made Yang Qi's face even more ugly.
"Patriarch Feng, in this case, I will tell my original words to Yang clan chief, and see how they deal with it." Yang Qi's words are also a threat.
"Let Yang Shi come to me and see if he dares." The wind is very strong in the north.
Yang Qi snorted, and then left the wind home with Yang mink.
"Patriarch, this matter is related to the fight between the Feng family and the Yang family, so don't be so hasty. If the Yang family really wants to tear up the skin with our Feng family, it will not do us any good at present. " Feng Tiandao said.
Feng Tianling's eyes sank and said, "what do you mean, third brother? Are you old enough to be black and white? "
"Five, how do you talk?" The wind and heaven scold the way.
Feng Tianling said: "I leave my words here today. If anyone dares to move a hair of my grandson, I will let him lie in bed all his life."
Feng Tiandao was so angry that his face turned blue, but he had no way to deal with fengtianling.
Feng Jingyu saw all this in his eyes. He was full of disdain for the selfishness of Feng Tiandao.
"Well, that's the end of the matter. If the Yang family really wants to tear up its face, our Feng family is not afraid." Feng Beicheng stood up and said boldly.
No one in the hall was saying anything.
Feng Tianling returned to his yard with Feng Jingyu. Feng Jingyu said, "grandfather, since I can practice now, you can give me the ancient method of wind family cultivation, so that I can seize the time to practice."
Feng Tianling said: "as a monk, the ancient method is really important, but a monk can only practice one kind of ancient method. The ancient method of our Feng family is just a remnant of the remaining chapters. You have more than ten spiritual veins. If you cultivate the ancient method of the wind family, it will be too buried. "
Feng Jingyu also knows about this. In the land of apocalypse, monks must practice the ancient Dharma, which is a kind of Scripture to quickly improve their strength.
However, a monk can only practice one ancient Dharma, or an ancient Dharma with the same attributes. If he practices other ancient methods, he will easily become possessed by the devil and die of breaking his muscles and veins.
So far, no one has successfully practiced the two ancient methods.
The ancestor of the wind family accidentally got a little remnant of the ancient law, which was the basis of Fengyue city.
However, compared with the ancient laws of the great powers, this is very weak.
Feng Jingyu has such a gift of spiritual pulse. If there is no good ancient method, it will affect the future achievements, so don't be careless.
"But if there is no ancient method, how can I practice it?" Wind Jing Yu doubts way.
Feng Tianling said: "cultivation doesn't necessarily need the ancient method. It's OK to have spiritual pulse. It's just that having the ancient Dharma will make you less detours and practice faster."
"If you have more than ten spiritual veins, even if you don't need the ancient Dharma, you will not be slower to practice than others. You first practice for a period of time. Every year, several major sects of Daoyi Dynasty will go to each city to select their disciples. At that time, you can join a certain sect and practice their strong ancient Dharma. "
The wind startles Yu to understand to nod, way: "I understand."
Feng Tianling said: "don't let others know about your cultivation for the time being. There will be a family meeting in one year. Then you will make a great success at the family meeting. In this way, you will have a great advantage in selecting students from several major schools."Feng Jingyu nodded. The family meeting of Feng family is usually conducted before selecting students from several major schools. This is to hope that more children will enter those powerful sects.
In this way, the wind family in Fengyue city can be prosperous forever.
Today, the younger generation of Feng family has entered some religious sects to practice. In addition to the coming back of the family assembly, the rest of the time is practicing in the clan.
Not only the Feng family, but also other clansmen entered the clan.
Therefore, the strength of these big families in Fengyue city is in balance, and only when they restrain each other and fear each other, they dare not start a war easily for so many years.
"I see." The wind startled Yu and nodded.
"You send the white tiger back to Tianyue mountain, or it may bring disaster to our Feng family." Wind day Ling fear road.
When Feng Jingyu saw that fengtianling was so afraid, he nodded. Although he was not willing to do so, he had no way. At present, with his strength, he could not control such a spirit beast.
The wind startles Yu to take the small white tiger to leave the wind home, walks toward the city.
After leaving Fengyue City, Feng Jingyu was stared at by several pairs of eyes.
"Feng Jingyu is left alone. Go and tell the Deacon."
"It's really unexpected that Feng Jingyu, a waste, can also waste young master Yang Yu. It's so weird."
"Keep following me, and I will report to the Deacon."
Several servants of the Yang family discussed at the gate of the city, and then one of them rushed to the Yang family immediately, while the others kept up with Feng Jingyu.
Feng Jingyu walked to the collapsed Tianyue mountain. Looking at the totally different Tianyue mountain, Feng Jingyu recalled the scene of the battle of the strong. He was still frightened and yearned for power.
Now that he has a spiritual pulse, and it's extraordinary, this will no longer be a fantasy, it will become a reality.
White tiger in the temple, although I'm afraid of the little white tiger, I don't care about you
Feng Jingyu was just about to put the little white tiger in a relatively good green area when he suddenly frowned and a cold color flashed in his eyes.
He gave up the idea of putting the little white tiger down, and then went on walking quietly.
The pace of his family servant gradually accelerated, and his pace was also accelerated.
Now in Tianyue mountain, there are no other people in the whole mountain. They don't need to take too much into account, and they pursue them recklessly.
These domestic servants are all monks, and their strength is in the three layers and four layers of Tianqi realm, which is much stronger than that of the wind.
Soon also caught up with the wind Jingyu, the wind Jingyu all of a sudden to surround up.
"Feng Jingyu, you can't escape today." A Yang family servant sneered.
Feng Jingyu looked at the four servants of the Yang family calmly, but his tone was very indifferent: "is the Yang family so despicable? It's really a shame for me to use such vulgar means today. "
"Don't talk nonsense. The Deacon has come this way. You're dead." A Yang family servant said coldly.
Feng Jingyu looks at the four men, and his mind is quickly calculating how to escape. But after thinking about it, there is a hard war to fight today. I'm afraid it will be very difficult to retreat.
"Go on Another Yang family servant drank a lot, and then rushed to Feng Jingyu first.
Feng Jingyu's eyes sank and his killing intention flashed. At the moment when the servant rushed over, Feng Jingyu also met him.
The servant's aura was released and condensed in his fist, and he was bombarded with a fist, which was very powerful.
"The strength of these people is much stronger than that of apocalypse." Feng Jingyu's face became dignified. This time it was really a battle of life and death.
Feng Jingyu's body flashed quickly. He avoided the servant's attack with jinghongbu. Then the dagger in his hand appeared and directly inserted into the servant's heart.
The servant responded quickly, and his body suddenly turned to avoid the blow of Feng Jingyu, and then he slapped Feng Jingyu.
This palm is very sharp for those who are not friars like Feng Jingyu. If you are a common mortal, you can't get rid of it.
However, Feng Jingyu had startling steps. His footwork moved and he almost hid close to the servant's palm.
Even so, the aura rubbed on Feng Jingyu's body, and Feng Jingyu felt a sharp pain.
He endured the pain and stabbed the servant in the stomach.
The servant didn't expect that Feng Jingyu would avoid his blow, and after Feng Jingyu suffered the pain, he could bear to attack.
Poof!
The dagger went into the belly of the genealogy, but only half of it.
At the critical moment, the servant still grasped Feng Jingyu's arm and didn't let the dagger penetrate thoroughly, otherwise he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.As an excellent killer, Feng Jingyu's fighting experience and adaptability are very terrible. After his arm was caught, he immediately released his hand and raised his foot to kick the dagger.
The servant was shocked. He felt incredible for the ability of Feng Jingyu to cope with such emergency.
This is only a 15-year-old boy. How can he have such combat experience and adaptability?
Poof!
The dagger was kicked into the servant's abdomen by the wind and pierced out of the servant's back.
"Ah..."
The servant was kicked to fly out, screamed, fell to the ground, covered his stomach, blood DC, can not climb up.
The other three servants of the Yang family were shocked when they saw this scene. Didn't they all say that Feng Jingyu was a waste? How can you defeat a friar on the third floor of Tianqi?
After Feng Jingyu seriously injured a domestic servant, he took advantage of this gap and immediately rushed out of the enclosure.
He knew very well that he had only one chance to deal with such a monk. If he did it again, the other side would never be so careless. His chance of winning was almost zero.
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Yang Qi's eyes are red. They have to explain in the Yang family that they have been insulted. It's a great shame. Fengtianling a mouth of a son of a son of a son of a son of a son of a son of a son of a son of a son of a son of a bitch, three generations of their ancestors are scolded. "Fengtianling, don't go too far! Do you really want to let the wind family and the Yang family tear their face completely? " Yang Qi stood up and growled. Feng Tianling disdained to say: "I said that you two are not up to that share. Besides, even if it's a war, will my Feng family be afraid? I'll go to your Yang's home alone and see if Yang Xun dare to declare war with my Feng family. " Feng Tianling is such a bully. Yang Qi's face changed slightly. He clenched his fists tightly and took a deep breath. Instead of talking to Feng Tianling, he turned to Feng Beicheng and said, "patriarch Feng, this matter can be big or small. If there is no one to say about it, I can't go back to explain it." "What do I need to give you? Today, it is Yang Yu who is the first to pick things up on the street. If you are shocked and defeated by Yang Yu, then you should know the consequences. If my fifth uncle enters your Yang family's door and you Yang family doesn't jump, I'll write the name in reverse. " Feng Beicheng is also a relatively tough person. He does things in a vigorous manner, and is not a master who is afraid of hands and feet. Since it is not Feng Jingyu's fault, he naturally wants to protect Feng Jingyu. Yang Qi originally thought that Feng Beicheng, as the clan leader, would give him at least a little face and deal with it a little, which was also an explanation. But I didn't expect that Feng Beicheng didn't give any face, which made Yang Qi's face even more ugly. "Patriarch Feng, in this case, I will tell my original words to Yang clan chief, and see how they deal with it." Yang Qi's words are also a threat. "Let Yang Shi come to me and see if he dares." The wind is very strong in the north. Yang Qi snorted, and then left the wind home with Yang mink. "Patriarch, this matter is related to the fight between the Feng family and the Yang family, so don't be so hasty. If the Yang family really wants to tear up the skin with our Feng family, it will not do us any good at present. " Feng Tiandao said. Feng Tianling's eyes sank and said, "what do you mean, third brother? Are you old enough to be black and white? " "Five, how do you talk?" The wind and heaven scold the way. Feng Tianling said: "I leave my words here today. If anyone dares to move a hair of my grandson, I will let him lie in bed all his life." Feng Tiandao was so angry that his face turned blue, but he had no way to deal with fengtianling. Feng Jingyu saw all this in his eyes. He was full of disdain for the selfishness of Feng Tiandao. "Well, that's the end of the matter. If the Yang family really wants to tear up its face, our Feng family is not afraid." Feng Beicheng stood up and said boldly. No one in the hall was saying anything. Feng Tianling returned to his yard with Feng Jingyu. Feng Jingyu said, "grandfather, since I can practice now, you can give me the ancient method of wind family cultivation, so that I can seize the time to practice." Feng Tianling said: "as a monk, the ancient method is really important, but a monk can only practice one kind of ancient method. The ancient method of our Feng family is just a remnant of the remaining chapters. You have more than ten spiritual veins. If you cultivate the ancient method of the wind family, it will be too buried. " Feng Jingyu also knows about this. In the land of apocalypse, monks must practice the ancient Dharma, which is a kind of Scripture to quickly improve their strength. However, a monk can only practice one ancient Dharma, or an ancient Dharma with the same attributes. If he practices other ancient methods, he will easily become possessed by the devil and die of breaking his muscles and veins. So far, no one has successfully practiced the two ancient methods. The ancestor of the wind family accidentally got a little remnant of the ancient law, which was the basis of Fengyue city. However, compared with the ancient laws of the great powers, this is very weak. Feng Jingyu has such a gift of spiritual pulse. If there is no good ancient method, it will affect the future achievements, so don't be careless. "But if there is no ancient method, how can I practice it?" Wind Jing Yu doubts way. Feng Tianling said: "cultivation doesn't necessarily need the ancient method. It's OK to have spiritual pulse. It's just that having the ancient Dharma will make you less detours and practice faster." "If you have more than ten spiritual veins, even if you don't need the ancient Dharma, you will not be slower to practice than others. You first practice for a period of time. Every year, several major sects of Daoyi Dynasty will go to each city to select their disciples. At that time, you can join a certain sect and practice their strong ancient Dharma. " The wind startles Yu to understand to nod, way: "I understand." Feng Tianling said: "don't let others know about your cultivation for the time being. There will be a family meeting in one year. Then you will make a great success at the family meeting. In this way, you will have a great advantage in selecting students from several major schools."Feng Jingyu nodded. The family meeting of Feng family is usually conducted before selecting students from several major schools. This is to hope that more children will enter those powerful sects. In this way, the wind family in Fengyue city can be prosperous forever. Today, the younger generation of Feng family has entered some religious sects to practice. In addition to the coming back of the family assembly, the rest of the time is practicing in the clan. Not only the Feng family, but also other clansmen entered the clan. Therefore, the strength of these big families in Fengyue city is in balance, and only when they restrain each other and fear each other, they dare not start a war easily for so many years. "I see." The wind startled Yu and nodded. "You send the white tiger back to Tianyue mountain, or it may bring disaster to our Feng family." Wind day Ling fear road. When Feng Jingyu saw that fengtianling was so afraid, he nodded. Although he was not willing to do so, he had no way. At present, with his strength, he could not control such a spirit beast. The wind startles Yu to take the small white tiger to leave the wind home, walks toward the city. After leaving Fengyue City, Feng Jingyu was stared at by several pairs of eyes. "Feng Jingyu is left alone. Go and tell the Deacon." "It's really unexpected that Feng Jingyu, a waste, can also waste young master Yang Yu. It's so weird." "Keep following me, and I will report to the Deacon." Several servants of the Yang family discussed at the gate of the city, and then one of them rushed to the Yang family immediately, while the others kept up with Feng Jingyu. Feng Jingyu walked to the collapsed Tianyue mountain. Looking at the totally different Tianyue mountain, Feng Jingyu recalled the scene of the battle of the strong. He was still frightened and yearned for power. Now that he has a spiritual pulse, and it's extraordinary, this will no longer be a fantasy, it will become a reality. White tiger in the temple, although I'm afraid of the little white tiger, I don't care about you Feng Jingyu was just about to put the little white tiger in a relatively good green area when he suddenly frowned and a cold color flashed in his eyes. He gave up the idea of putting the little white tiger down, and then went on walking quietly. The pace of his family servant gradually accelerated, and his pace was also accelerated. Now in Tianyue mountain, there are no other people in the whole mountain. They don't need to take too much into account, and they pursue them recklessly. These domestic servants are all monks, and their strength is in the three layers and four layers of Tianqi realm, which is much stronger than that of the wind. Soon also caught up with the wind Jingyu, the wind Jingyu all of a sudden to surround up. "Feng Jingyu, you can't escape today." A Yang family servant sneered. Feng Jingyu looked at the four servants of the Yang family calmly, but his tone was very indifferent: "is the Yang family so despicable? It's really a shame for me to use such vulgar means today. " "Don't talk nonsense. The Deacon has come this way. You're dead." A Yang family servant said coldly. Feng Jingyu looks at the four men, and his mind is quickly calculating how to escape. But after thinking about it, there is a hard war to fight today. I'm afraid it will be very difficult to retreat. "Go on Another Yang family servant drank a lot, and then rushed to Feng Jingyu first. Feng Jingyu's eyes sank and his killing intention flashed. At the moment when the servant rushed over, Feng Jingyu also met him. The servant's aura was released and condensed in his fist, and he was bombarded with a fist, which was very powerful. "The strength of these people is much stronger than that of apocalypse." Feng Jingyu's face became dignified. This time it was really a battle of life and death. Feng Jingyu's body flashed quickly. He avoided the servant's attack with jinghongbu. Then the dagger in his hand appeared and directly inserted into the servant's heart. The servant responded quickly, and his body suddenly turned to avoid the blow of Feng Jingyu, and then he slapped Feng Jingyu. This palm is very sharp for those who are not friars like Feng Jingyu. If you are a common mortal, you can't get rid of it. However, Feng Jingyu had startling steps. His footwork moved and he almost hid close to the servant's palm. Even so, the aura rubbed on Feng Jingyu's body, and Feng Jingyu felt a sharp pain. He endured the pain and stabbed the servant in the stomach. The servant didn't expect that Feng Jingyu would avoid his blow, and after Feng Jingyu suffered the pain, he could bear to attack. Poof! The dagger went into the belly of the genealogy, but only half of it. At the critical moment, the servant still grasped Feng Jingyu's arm and didn't let the dagger penetrate thoroughly, otherwise he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.As an excellent killer, Feng Jingyu's fighting experience and adaptability are very terrible. After his arm was caught, he immediately released his hand and raised his foot to kick the dagger. The servant was shocked. He felt incredible for the ability of Feng Jingyu to cope with such emergency. This is only a 15-year-old boy. How can he have such combat experience and adaptability? Poof! The dagger was kicked into the servant's abdomen by the wind and pierced out of the servant's back. "Ah..." The servant was kicked to fly out, screamed, fell to the ground, covered his stomach, blood DC, can not climb up. The other three servants of the Yang family were shocked when they saw this scene. Didn't they all say that Feng Jingyu was a waste? How can you defeat a friar on the third floor of Tianqi? After Feng Jingyu seriously injured a domestic servant, he took advantage of this gap and immediately rushed out of the enclosure. He knew very well that he had only one chance to deal with such a monk. If he did it again, the other side would never be so careless. His chance of winning was almost zero. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
