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While Liu Wuxiang was concentrating on practicing, Fei Ren on the other side also ended his training state.
"Uh-huh!"
Standing up suddenly, I saw that Fei Ren had undergone subtle changes in his temperament and in all aspects. Compared with his previous restraint, he was now more domineering, even sharp-edged, like a king!
In addition, some careful warriors can also see that there are several more small purple lines on Fei Ren's face at this time. Together with the original purple lines at the corners of his eyes, they almost occupy most of the left cheek. .
Three Overlord Demon Patterns!
Fei Ren exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then the energy from his dantian slowly surged out and gathered in his fists.
After this period of practice, he has condensed three full demon patterns of the Overlord.
Although the number is not large, with these three Overlord Demon Marks alone, coupled with its own Yuan Power, even a random punch is unimaginably powerful!
Fei Ren made a rough estimate in his mind that even the Green Dragon Golden Buddha Killer at the perfect state was only a fraction of the power of the three overlord demon patterns superimposed.
The holy skills are so powerful!
"It's time to leave now, otherwise it might be difficult to deal with those people from the Song Empire..."
Looking up at Liu Wuxiang not far away, Fei Ren looked thoughtful.
As Liu Wuxiang and others said, the Song Empire seems to be a powerful empire in the Eastern Continent, and even people from third-level forces do not dare to provoke it.
This time, he snatched the seat reserved for the Crown Prince of the Song Dynasty on the memorial platform and slapped him in the face so hard that he was bound to regain his place.
And with his current strength, if he encounters such a powerful enemy, it would be too stupid to confront him head-on. Taking the initiative to avoid him is the best option now.
In addition, Fei Ren has only condensed three Overlord Demon Patterns now, and is not yet proficient in mastering the Overlord Record of Western Chu. When he becomes stronger, he will completely master the mysteries of the Overlord Record of Western Chu.
Even if he faced the Song Empire directly, he was fearless!
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"Hoo! Hoo!"
Just when Fei Ren was about to leave, a roaring sound came from the sky not far away, like an eagle striking the sky, shocking the whole sky.
The next moment, a group of black shadows were seen rushing towards them, and then they landed on the top of the Tianshan Mountains, their momentum was like a rainbow.
I saw that the leader was a black-haired young man wearing a gilt python robe. The black-haired young man had a handsome face, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. At the same time, he was surrounded by a heart-stopping black evil aura, as if an emperor was coming, exuding the aura of superiority. A king-like aura.
Behind the black-haired young man, followed a group of martial spirit masters, among whom the lowest cultivation level was at the fifth level of the martial spirit realm. Everyone looked at the black-haired young man with eyes full of respect, as if he was the only one. of Allah.
The prince of the Great Song Dynasty is proud of the sky!
In the crowd, a casual cultivator let out a low voice with a shocked expression on his face, apparently recognizing the person's background identity.
Astonishingly, the black-haired young man above the sky is the crown prince of the Song Dynasty. Ao Changkong, currently ranked 50th on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, has reached the ninth level of the Martial Spirit Realm with Yuanli cultivation, and is extremely powerful!
"This Fei Ren is about to die. I heard that Ao Changkong is at the ninth level of the Martial Spirit Realm. Not only does he possess many martial arts, he is also a peerless genius who ranks among the top fifty on the Hidden Dragon Ranking. He is one of the few warriors of his generation. There are rivals.”
"I don't know what confidence he has, how dare he compete with people from the Song Empire..."
"We'll see after a while."
At this time, seeing Ao Changkong leading a group of Song Empire warriors arriving with murderous intent, a group of warriors around Tianshan also whispered, and some of them looked at Fei Ren with a trace of pity and sympathy in their eyes.
In the eyes of everyone, Fei Ren was doomed to be doomed as he snatched Ao Changkong's seat on the stage.
"He is the crown prince of the Great Song Dynasty, the ninth level Martial Spirit Realm's Qianlong Ranking Prodigy, Ao Changkong?"
He also raised his eyes and looked at the black-haired young man wearing a gilded python robe in the sky not far away. Fei Ren also narrowed his eyes slightly and his face suddenly became solemn.
Originally, he planned to run away immediately, but now he was a step too slow.
The other party apparently came with troops from the Song Dynasty Empire to settle the score with him.
"Is it you who stole my crown prince's seat on the memorial platform?"
Ao Changkong also discovered Fei Ren's presence, his tone was cold, and there was a killing intent in his eyes.
Long before coming, he had found out the other party's identity.
The Fei Ren in front of him was just a small sixth-grade sect disciple in the Eastern Continent. In his eyes, he was like an ant. However, the other party took away his reserved seat on the release stage. It was really audacious.
In Ao Changkong's view, the other party's move was not only a provocation, but also an insult to the mighty power of their Great Song Empire. He was bound to cut Fei Ren into pieces in order to vent his hatred!
"That's right, who are you? How dare you stop me?"
With a cold smile, Fei Ren also crossed his arms and stared straight at Aochangkong in the opposite sky with eyes as deep as stars, without any fear.
Now that the two sides have broken their relationship, he has nothing to be polite about.
As the ancients say, when we meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins!
Although the opponent is one of the top 50 geniuses on the Hidden Dragon List, and his cultivation has reached the ninth level of the Martial Spirit Realm, these alone cannot scare him.
"Things? It seems you really want to die...!"
Facing Fei Ren's unyielding counterattack, Ao Changkong's face darkened, and then he revealed a sinister smile, his tone becoming colder, as if he was extremely angry.
"Little beast, no one can save you today!"
Being looked down upon by an ant at the fourth level of the Martial Spirit Realm, one can imagine the anger in his heart.
In Ao Changkong's eyes, he has already listed the other party as someone who must be killed! Fei Ren is about to be crushed to ashes!
"This guy is not weak. Do you need help?"
Just when the two sides were at war, a cold voice suddenly came from his ears. Fei Ren looked back and found that Liu Wuxiang behind him had ended his cultivation state at some point and was looking at him calmly.
"It would be better if you are willing to help..."
Chuanyin replied, Fei Ren also nodded.
Although he obtained the holy skill "Western Chu Overlord Record", he was not arrogant enough to be invincible.
At the moment, Xichu Overlord Lu has not yet mastered his training. Facing Ao Changkong, who is at the ninth level of the Martial Spirit Realm, his chances of winning are still not great, even less than 30%!
"At first I thought you would refuse."
Grinning, Liu Wuxiang smiled playfully.
Originally, he was just trying to test something, but he didn't expect that Fei Ren didn't have any genius arrogance and was very self-aware in his heart.
"Your Highness, you don't need to do anything to this ignorant little boy. I am willing to share your worries and chop off their heads!"
Just when Ao Changkong was about to start a killing spree, a tall warrior next to him suddenly stepped forward, and then raised his hand towards the opponent with a harsh tone.
The tall warrior was also born in the Song Dynasty. He seemed to be one of Ao Changkong's personal bodyguards. His Yuanli cultivation had reached the seventh level of the Martial Spirit Realm, and his strength was very impressive.
