"Little sister, be careful."
Feng Jinglei had just warned that Feng Changkong's golden spear was imminent. Feng Changkong's cultivation level has finally reached the ninth level of Tianzun Realm. Even if Feng Jinglei wanted to stop him, it was already too late.
Not to mention Feng Jinglei, all the strong demon clan men in the scene did not expect it. Feng Changkong actually attacked Feng Ziyan forcefully during the battle. Under Feng Changkong's prepared blow, Feng Ziyan, who had lost all her cultivation, would also die.
Feng Changkong's move was actually abandoning his soldiers to save his commander. Feng Ziyan knew too many of his secrets, and he could no longer show mercy to her. He imprisoned Feng Ziyan for nearly a thousand years and tortured and humiliated her countless times. While Feng Changkong was venting his anger, he also told Feng Ziyan everything he had done.
The reason why Feng Changkong was so unscrupulous. It was because he felt that Feng Ziyan was already in his pocket. No one can discover her existence. She has lost all her cultivation, her limbs and limbs are broken, and she will never be able to escape from this secret room in the forbidden area of the Phoenix Clan.
Feng Changkong revealed all his secrets without any scruples. Just like that twisted and ugly person, he vents his emotions wantonly to satisfy his perverted psychology. But while he was happy, he also felt deeply disappointed. Because he felt like a clown.
Feng Fangfei and Long Yimeng were holding Feng Ziyan on the left and right. As for Feng Luochen, he was also standing not far away. But Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng, after all, only have the cultivation level of the Emperor Realm. Although Feng Fangfei had reached the eighth level of Tianzun Realm, she was not sure that she could stop the full force attack from the peak Tianzun Realm expert.
Although Feng Fangfei was not sure, she could block this fatal blow. But she must not watch her sister die. She swayed and stood in front of Feng Ziyan. She had to block this attack for Feng Ziyan, even if it ended in her death.
"Feng Changkong, you are such a sinister villain. Do you still want to kill people and silence them in front of everyone?"
When Feng Luochen saw this, he also exclaimed. At this time, he was no longer the Qingtian Sword Emperor back then. But seeing Feng Fangfei in danger, how could he stand idly by? Even if the ending is that his soul is scattered, he will live and die with it.
Feng Luochen just wanted to jump up, even if the outcome was death. At this critical moment, a burly golden figure soared into the sky. A powerful demonic force swept the entire place in an instant. This golden figure is none other than Demon Emperor Long Xiaotian.
Relying on Long Xiaotian's original strength, he could easily receive Feng Changkong's full blow. However, he had already spent a lot of demon power just to heal his clan members. At this time, it was somewhat powerless to forcefully take action.
Even with one blow, he would be seriously injured. Long Xiaotian was resolute and chose to come forward. This is not to protect Feng Ziyan, but to let the other party reveal more of Feng Changkong's secrets. This is purely because Feng Ziyan is his friend with Long Xiaoxiao.
The pain I originally imagined did not come. Feng Ziyan looked up and found Long Xiaotian standing in front of her. As a golden light flashed, a stream of hot blood sprinkled on her face. She let out a cry of surprise, and saw that Feng Changkong's golden spear had penetrated Long Xiaotian's right shoulder.
The Long Roar Sky Demon's power was greatly depleted, and the forceful attack caused even more internal aura disorder. Feng Changkong's golden spear penetrated his right shoulder easily. Although Long Xiaotian was seriously injured, he let out a hearty laugh. He pulled out the golden gun with his backhand and placed it on the ground.
As the golden gun was pulled out, blood suddenly gushed out from Long Xiaotian's right shoulder. He swayed slightly, but still held his head high and his chest high. Although there was still blood pouring out from his right shoulder. But wearing a golden robe and standing proudly with peerless grace, he truly lived up to his name as the Demon King of the Demon Realm.
"Demon King!"
"Brother!"
"Father!"
The surrounding demon clan experts all let out a cry of surprise. Long Xiaotian waved his hands slightly, indicating that he was fine. His heroic demeanor was in sharp contrast to Feng Changkong who made a sneak attack. After this incident, the advantages and disadvantages between Long Xiaotian and Feng Changkong were clearly seen.
"Brother Xiaotian, how are you injured? Why are you
Why are you so stupid? Why did you save me regardless of your own safety? "
"Because you are my friend and Xiaoxiao's good sister. Naturally, I can't just stand by and watch something happen to you. Ziyan, don't worry. These minor injuries are not a problem to me."
Feng Ziyan's tears slipped down inadvertently. When he was in danger, Long Xiaotian stepped forward and saved himself regardless of his own safety. Even though he was seriously injured, he was still so heroic.
Today's scene is also like the past. Back then, when they were young and frivolous, they ventured into the demon world together. During many times of crisis, Long Xiaotian always stood in front of her and Long Xiaoxiao. As long as Long Xiaotian is present, they will not be harmed in the slightest.
Looking at Long Xiaotian standing proudly, Feng Ziyan also had mixed feelings in her heart. Memories of the past came flooding in like a flood. That hazy feeling is still so clear. However, in the end, the so-called fate is also fate, everything is just fate playing tricks on people.
I vaguely remember that when they were young, Long Xiaotian, Long Xiaoxiao, and Feng Ziyan once traveled together into the demon world. They fight side by side, punishing evil and promoting good. While traveling in the demon world, they also experienced countless life and death tests.
At that time, their cultivation was not yet complete, and they could not run rampant in this huge demon world. Whenever there is a crisis, Long Xiaotian will always step forward to protect Long Xiaoxiao and Feng Ziyan. It was at that time that the three of them formed a deep friendship.
But whenever he expressed his gratitude, Long Xiaotian would always say, "You are my friend, you are Xiaoxiao's good sister." Although there was a trace of joy in Feng Ziyan's eyes, there was also a trace of loss. But do you know that in fact, I have never wanted you to just treat me as a friend?
"Hmph, Feng Jinglei, don't you know what's good and what's wrong. Are you really the emperor? Can't I beat you?"
Just when Feng Ziyan was immersed in memories of the past. But there was a loud shout from Feng Changkong in the void. All he saw was a colorful glow flowing around him in an instant. With green, purple, blue, red, and yellow, these five colors of rays of light shine together. Feng Changkong's momentum immediately reached its peak.
Feng Changkong's strongest fighting form is using the divine phoenix glow. In the previous battle with Long Xiaotian, he relied on the divine phoenix's rays of light and was on par with him. Feng Jinglei was naturally not as good as Long Xiaotian, so how could he resist Feng Changkong in his heyday.
Unable to kill Feng Ziyan in one fell swoop, Feng Jinglei continued to pester him. At this time, Feng Changkong was naturally furious. Following his five rays of light, Feng Jinglei was instantly defeated. After just a dozen moves, he vomited blood. He was even hit by Feng Changkong's palm and fell from the void.
A murderous intent flashed in Feng Changkong's eyes. In normal times, Feng Jinglei is definitely his number one candidate to win over. Over the years, he has received Feng Jinglei's full support because of his brother-in-law's status. But now, because of Feng Ziyan, Feng Jinglei is destined to be his life and death enemy. ap.
If it can't be used by me, then it's better to take advantage of this opportunity and kill Feng Jinglei. In this way, he will have fewer opponents in the future. Feng Changkong had made up his mind, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes. With a flash of his body, he roared towards Feng Jinglei.
Feng Changkong's speed was as fast as lightning, and he chased Feng Jinglei, who was constantly falling. Feng Jinglei had already suffered serious internal injuries. The speed of his attacks was also much slower than before. As he continued to fall, he was hit by Feng Changkong's three punches and one kick.
"You old bastard, I, Old Sun, really saw you right. Not only are you sanctimonious, you are also extremely despicable."
Just when Feng Jinglei was in danger, Sun Qitian chose to help. He rose into the sky, picked up the Panlong Sky Holding Stick, and smashed it towards Feng Changkong. Feng Changkong saw that Sun Qitian was coming with a fierce force, so he had to stop his pursuit of Feng Jinglei.
Just as Sun Qitian and Feng Changkong were fighting, Feng Jinglei also arrived, beside Feng Ziyan and others. I saw that his purple robe was damaged in many places. His face was pale, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. He raised his head and glanced at Feng Changkong, the overwhelming hatred in his eyes not being concealed at all.
Feng Changkong and Sun Qitian fought hard for three moves.
Then they both flew back. At the same time, Long Cangqiong, Great Elder Tian Centi, and Huang Wanshi also returned to the crowd. Long Cangqiong took a look and saw that Long Xiaotian's injuries were only superficial injuries, which made him feel relieved.
Sun Qitian laughed and fell from the sky. These powerful men at the top of the Heavenly Realm stood in front of the crowd, possessing an astonishing aura. When Feng Changkong saw this, he naturally didn't dare to make any mistakes. He stood in the void, his face even more uncertain.
Pluto Jiuyou also came to the kings of the underworld. The strong men in the underworld all stood aside and watched the changes in the situation. Dugu Zhao's body swayed and he came to Feng Changkong's side. They stood side by side in the void, their faces gloomy and terrifying. The silence in the field could be heard, as if a huge storm was brewing.
"My injuries are not serious, little sister, you don't have to worry. By the way, is what you just said true? Isn't Master's death a failure of Nirvana? Is there something hidden in the middle?"
Looking at Feng Ziyan, whose eyes were filled with worry, Feng Jinglei also opened her mouth to comfort her. After just comforting him, he hurriedly asked. There was a hint of urgency in his eyes. And the master he was talking about was none other than Feng Aoyun, the previous Phoenix Emperor of the Feng Clan.
