At this moment, a breeze blew gently, and an old man in a white robe walked quietly from behind Feng Youlai.
The white-robed old man said in a calm and resolute tone: "The wind domain is vast and vast, with sects large and small spread out like stars. Thousands of them all have their own unique style and extraordinary strength."
"The Feng Lao Sect wants to conquer other sects by itself, but the difficulties are as great as mountains."
"When the Wind King was imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison, Feng Ju, the Wind King who was controlled by the demons, joined forces with the Feng Lao Sect to attack other sects, but they never achieved any victory."
"Because except for the Feng Lao Sect, all the major sects in the Wind Domain have been connected to each other through teleportation arrays so that they can quickly receive assistance in the event of a crisis. Therefore, it is difficult for the Feng Lao Sect to achieve unification in a short period of time."
After hearing the words of the old man in white robe, Zhang Liucheng already had a deep understanding of Feng Lao Sect.
At this moment, Fengju let out a roar that shook the sky, like a messenger descending from heaven. He waved his iron fist, setting off a landslide and tsunami-like power, violently impacting the Wind King.
Under this irresistible force, the Wind King was instantly blown away like a kite with its string broken.
Feng Youlai's eyes were like flames in the strong wind, full of resentment and anger.
The roar of Feng Zailai was like the roar of the wind, resounding throughout the Wind Palace: "Feng Ju, you treacherous traitor of the Wind Clan, how dare you hurt the Wind King! I will never let you go!"
However, in the face of this furious roar, Fengju just smiled contemptuously.
His smile was full of disdain and contempt, as if he was saying: "You guys, who just escaped from the prison, are you worthy of contending with me?"
Fengju sneered, and then said: "You are simply looking for death!"
A flash of murderous intent flashed in Zhang Liucheng's eyes, like a blade in the cold winter, cold and sharp.
Zhang Liucheng's steady voice was resonant, and he faced the Wind King directly, full of determination, "Wind King, let me meet this "Feng Piao". I want to see how powerful he is!"
After hearing Zhang Liucheng's words, Feng Wang's rock-steady eyes couldn't help but tremble slightly.
A thought came to King Feng's mind: "This young man's strength is obviously far beyond ordinary people, and he also knows the art of resurrection, which I couldn't achieve when I was his age. Although I have never seen him take action, But I think he can kill Fengju easily."
This idea flashed in Feng Wang's mind. He nodded with satisfaction, an appreciative smile appeared on his face, and said, "Then I'll help you, little brother."
Zhang Liucheng sneered with a contemptuous smile, which was full of confidence and arrogance.
He walked towards the Wind Pony calmly, but in the face of this being who was considered a traitor in the Wind Clan, he was as cold and calm as a predator.
Zhang Liucheng stared at Feng Ju and said in a deep voice: "Feng Ju, if you can obey me and surrender to me, I can let you live. But if you choose to resist, I will kill you and all the disciples of your Feng Lao Sect. , all refined into my puppet. At that time, you will lose all freedom and dignity, and become only a plaything in my hands, at my mercy."
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong and terrifying aura suddenly surged from Zhang Liucheng's body, as if a tiger had emerged from the mountain, oppressing all around like a violent storm.
Fengju's eyes fell on Zhang Liucheng, and in an instant, his laughter swept over him like a roaring wind.
This laughter was full of contempt and ridicule, like the north wind on a cold winter day, sharp and biting, making people feel extremely cold and disdainful.
Fengju's eyes were as sharp as a torch, and he shouted coldly: "Hmph, how dare you, a tiny human race, be so arrogant in front of me, Fengju! Do you know where this is? Aren't you afraid that the strong demon clan will kill you?" "
Hearing Fengju's words, Zhang Liucheng did not get angry, but smiled even deeper.
Zhang Liucheng's smile is full of confidence and calmness, which is the calmness and calmness after countless life and death tests.
Zhang Liucheng shook his head gently, as if denying Fengju's doubts, and then said to Fengju in an extremely firm tone: "Fengju, I have wiped out all the demons in the wind domain. You'd better Surrender obediently. Otherwise, you will only end up wasting your life!"
After listening to Zhang Liucheng's words, Fengju felt a strong anger in his heart.
His figure fluctuated instantly, sweeping toward Zhang Liucheng like a strong wind. The howling wind seemed to tear a hole in the empty air.
Fengju, who was once regarded as an arrogant being, now left an arrogant and provocative echo in the air: "Arrogant human race, let me see what you are capable of!"
However, facing the menacing force of Fengju, Zhang Liucheng remained motionless. His face was fearless, like an indestructible fortress.
Zhang Liucheng raised his hand and slapped his palm forward. This palm looked ordinary, as if there was nothing special about it.
However, at the moment when the palm struck, a deafening loud noise suddenly sounded in the air.
The wind of Fengju instantly collapsed under the power of Zhang Liucheng's palm, as if torn apart by invisible force. The sound of the wind dissipated in the air, leaving only silence.
The figure of the wind pony dancing in the sky flashed instantly, like a stream of flowing air, reuniting into a strong gust of wind.
The wind horse roared in the air, and the sound was like a dragon's roar, inspiring.
The violent wind instantly increased, gathering more wind-attribute spiritual energy, like a huge vortex, but with powerful power condensed in the center.
This force gradually formed a huge tornado, roaring towards Zhang Liucheng like an angry dragon.
Wherever the tornado passed, whether it was hard rock or fertile soil, it was swept up by a powerful force, forming a torrent of dust that covered the sky and the sun.
The whole world seemed to be enveloped by this strong wind, making it dark.
However, in the face of such an attack, Zhang Liucheng remained calm and unhurried.
He clasped his hands together, as if there were no waves in an ancient well, and his body was filled with a dazzling golden light, like a god of war standing in the wind.
The golden light was so powerful that it enveloped the entire tornado.
Fengju's tornado instantly dissipated in the golden light.
The roar of the wind horse echoed in the air again, and its sound was filled with unquenchable fear and anger.
The wind horse attacked Zhang Liucheng again in the shape of a strong wind, no longer holding back, but going all out.
The strong wind roared like the roar of wild animals, and everything in the world seemed to be crumbling in the strong wind.
Zhang Liucheng's eyes were solemn, and his body passed by like lightning, skillfully dodging this ferocious attack.
He made a backhand palm, like a thunder blow, and the wind of his palm hit the wind horse again.
Fengju's figure rolled several times in the air, and turned into a violent wind and drifted in the air in pain.
Fengju's figure condensed in the air, like a phantom.
He stared at Zhang Liucheng with wide eyes, fear flashing in his pupils.
"You...you are so powerful!"
Fengju said hoarsely, his voice revealing deep shock and fear.
Zhang Liucheng chuckled lightly and said to Fengju: "Fengju, can you see clearly now? In the land of Fengyu, your Feng Laozong is not alone in the world. The human race also has power that cannot be underestimated."
Fengju's figure trembled slightly in the air and slowly descended.
His eyes were deep and tired, but his tone was firm: "I recognize your strength, but I will never surrender to you."
After hearing this, Zhang Liucheng could not help but feel a ripple in his eyebrows, "Then what are your plans?"
Fengju slowly raised his head, his eyes reflecting Zhang Liucheng's calm face, "I would rather fight with you until the last moment of my life."
Zhang Liucheng chuckled, "In that case, let our battle begin."
"Baofeng Xuan Gong!"
Fengju roared loudly, and his figure instantly spun rapidly on the spot, as if turning into a powerful gyroscopic force. The surrounding air flowed rapidly with his rotation, like a huge whirlpool in the ocean, forming a violent black stream. tornado.
