The title of Fengyu Zhenren, the first person in the world, is not blown out, but typed.

To say that it is not fearful, it is impossible. Especially coming out of such an existence that may contain extraordinary opportunities, the impact on the cloaked youth will only be greater.

This moment.

What the cloaked youth thought about was whether the Fengyu real person would rush out with the strong momentum of the fourfold realm.

If Fengyu Zhenren really walked out with such a posture.

The cloaked youth was a little unsure of what he would do.

At this moment, the cloaked young man, wisps of deep eyes, involuntarily flickered, and secretly said: "I have been preparing for so many days, but I am determined, you can't come out so quickly, or you can't get out!"

"Why did you come out when I had just started!Even if you want to come out, you have to wait until I have swept away all these damn guys, all of them without leaving behind, why!' In a trance, the cloaked young man had already seen the domineering figure of Fengyu Zhenren. He had really been observing for a long time before the action.

Choosing to make a move at this time is indeed as deliberate as his fluctuating mind.

But now.

The golden gate, which did not move in the morning and did not move in the evening, moved at this time.

The cloaked youth couldn't calm down.

Unconsciously, the originally exuberant arrogance of the cloaked youth gave birth to a trace of fluctuation that had never been seen before.

He very much didn't want to do it with Fengyu at such a time.

Time!

Most of the cloaked youth's attention fell on the golden gate.

He wanted to be sure of what he thought.

There are many people in the scene who think like him.

Zixiao Dao is like this.

The same is true of the abbot of Lingshan.

The same is true for other people who are weaker in cultivation.

It's also when their minds are constantly fluctuating. The golden door, which shook slightly, finally slammed and exploded. A young man with a down-to-earth figure and a different atmosphere walked out in one step.

Arut, who was fighting with Li Chaoen, had a slightly fluctuating expression: "It's not Fengyu Zhenren, who is he?"

It's not just him.

The Triple Perfection and the Triple Peak Realm existences that also came from the Western Holy See are all like this.

They had no impression of this sudden appearance.

It's just fast.

Someone found the answer for them, and when they heard Li Chaoen in front of Arut, a strong hatred appeared in his deep eyes: "Qin Feng!"

"This kid isn't dead, he's still alive!"

"Qiu Wanshan's bastard thing, do you eat dry rice?" Li Chaoen's breath couldn't stop shaking. He and Qin Feng have a deep enmity like the sea, the kind that cannot be resolved.

Because of Qin Feng.

His son died.

There are also several elders who have cultivated strength and are strong, and they are also dead.

Arguably.

With the power of one person, Qin Feng wiped out most of the elites of their Fenghaimen. In the face of such a person, how could Li Chaoen be calm. In his expectation, it was impossible for Qin Feng to come back.

He will definitely die in it and will not be able to get out.

But now.

Qin Feng is back.

Li Chaoen's state of mind couldn't stop fluctuating because of this.

Arut observed his words, understood in his heart, and said with a smile: "Master Li, otherwise, you get out of the way and let me kill him!" In return, I helped you slaughter this kid." ”

Li Chaoen glanced at him coldly, and said coldly: "The person I want to kill, I never need it, pretend to be someone else's hand!"

Li Chaoen still sees the situation at the scene very clearly.

It was true that he wanted to kill Qin Feng very much.

But for now, no.

It's time to be out to the outside world all the time.

Such a thing cannot be done.

And as Lai Chaoen said.

The people he wants to kill don't need to borrow someone else's hand.

He can do it himself.

Of course, this is also a situation that he didn't know, and now Qin Feng's strength has undergone earth-shaking changes. If you let him know that Qin Feng's strength has greatly improved, the whole person has changed very much from when he entered.

I'm afraid I wouldn't think so.

Of course.

Something like this hasn't happened yet.

At this moment, Li Chaoen, even if his heart shook badly, he still did not relax.

In his opinion, Qin Feng's affairs can be temporarily suppressed, and the things in front of him are the most important.

Seeing that Li Chaoen was unmoved, Arut was a little disappointed, and sighed: "It's a pity! As long as you say a word, I can kill this kid for you!

Li Chaoen snorted coldly, didn't speak, just raised a violent sword light and swept it up.

He is also a man of action.

Say hit and fight, unequivocally.

The existence that has come to his realm is like this.

Otherwise.

Above the state of mind, if you are a little sluggish, you will not reach this cultivation realm.

Li Chaoen, who was Li Chaoen's opponent, was furious: "Old thing, you don't have a shame!" In the rumbling sound, there was an anxious and terrifying brilliance, shining from his body.

Time!

The battle between these two is heating up again.

And the face of the Zixiao Daoist in the sky couldn't help but show a look of disappointment.

And so he is.

The same is true for the abbot of Lingshan, the head of Snow Mountain and the head of Ningcui Mountain. It's not that they don't believe in Qin Feng's strength, on the contrary, they also know that Qin Feng at this time is full of completely different cultivation aura before entering, and the strength of the whole person has undergone earth-shaking changes. But what they want is not Qin Feng, but Fengyu Zhenren.

In their opinion, only Fengyu Zhenren is the winner and loser who turns the situation around.

Qin Feng's strength, no matter how fierce it is, is also congenitally weaker.

And what the cloaked young man saw was not a real person of Fengyu, but also a look of joy on his face, at this moment, this guy couldn't help laughing wildly: "It seems that your real person of Fengyu can't come out!"

An existence as strong as Fengyu Zhenren, even if it comes out, it is definitely the first.

But he didn't come out in the first place.

The cloaked youth can be understood as the fact that the real person of Fengyu is trapped in it, and he will not be able to get out in a short time, and he may never be able to come out.

As soon as I think about it.

The cloaked youth is just excited.

He could have taken advantage of this gap in time to kill these beings on the scene.

At that time, even if Fengyu real person comes out, the impact on the whole situation will not be nothing.

Suddenly!

The mantle of the young man's breath vibrated violently, the big sword in his hand, swept back and forth, and the fierce and tyrannical breath erupted uncontrollably. In just an instant, Daoist Zixiao and the other three triple consummation masters retreated again and again.

"Today, none of you will survive, all of you will die!"

"Die, die, hahaha!"

The cloaked youth laughed wildly.

At this moment, he seemed to be incarnated as an absolute master.

You can kill everything in front of him at will.

The heavy tyrannical breath exploded uncontrollably!

Zixiao Dao Chang's face was dark, and he said coldly: "This bastard!"

The abbot of Lingshan said in a loud voice: "Qin Feng, don't be idle, hurry up!" Qin Feng didn't know if he had the strength to fight against the Triple Perfection. But he could see that Qin Feng, who had broken through the triple realm, was full of combat power that was not inferior to the triple high-level. This kind of combat power can't play a decisive role in the battle at their level, but it can definitely influence the battle of the triple peak.

Hear here.

The cloaked young man snorted coldly: "You Huaxia monks, you are really becoming more and more unsuccessful! ”

"It seems that you really don't have anyone left!"

The cloaked youth didn't know Qin Feng.

With his cultivation realm, there is indeed no need to understand a junior like Qin Feng.

Of course.

If he had really understood, he wouldn't have spoken like that.

Zixiao Dao Chief, they didn't explain either.

Time!

Five people, scuffling in one place, the violent breath, swept the sky, only the sky was booming, burning with heavy light flames, wisps of extraordinary breath, rampage, suddenly rippling out of the void ripples, about to explode completely.

And Qin Feng, who was the party concerned, had just come out and saw such a scene, to be honest, he was a little confused.

'What's going on?'

'It's good, why did you start fighting?'

'Who are those guys with strange breaths?' Are they missionaries from the west?' Qin Feng didn't understand what was going on with this matter. But his eyes are not blind.

Soon, there was a preliminary understanding.

"Could it be that these missionaries from the west took advantage of the absence of Fengyu Zhenren to take advantage of the opportunity to make trouble?"

The more Qin Feng thought about it, the more he felt that it was very possible.

But at this time, he heard the shout of the abbot of Lingshan again, and couldn't help but be more sure of his thoughts, and said in a deep voice: "It should be this group of guys from the west, plotting against each other, and attracting the two factions of monks on our side to join forces!"

"In that case, I don't need to be idle!"

Follow!

In the sky, there was another terrible sound, roaring.

But I saw a monk of the Triple High Rank Realm with a familiar face being smashed to pieces by a white-haired old man with a pale face and no blood, holding a magic staff in his hand.

Rolling blood, pouring out like rain!

Qin Feng's expression instantly deepened, and he said in a low voice, "It's Elder Han Lin of the Han family!"

It was the elder of the Han family who had saddened him before.

Even though Qin Feng had a very bad sense of this person, he still admired the other party's behavior of forgetting life and death.

This time has nothing to do with personal grudges.

And without Elder Han Lin, a few monks who shot together with Han Lin and formed a trend of encirclement, their strength plummeted, and they were beaten back again and again by the white-haired old man who was holding the staff.

The passivity on the scene is obvious.

Once it continues.

These monks of the triple high-level realm who surrounded the white-haired old man, if one of them is counted as one, they will all die here.

Faced with such a situation!

How could Qin Feng sit idly by? Qin Feng, who was the person concerned, had already let out a long roar, and a touch of violent sword magic had already shone out, directly hitting the white-haired old man.