Without warning, Feng Yin made a move, one hand seemed to cover the sky, and gently patted it down, but it was like a piece of the Milky Way crushing. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Outsiders couldn't see it, but the young man felt that he had been shrouded in murder, and his heart was beating wildly, and he had a chance to escape, but he couldn't have the slightest idea of resisting, and watched his palm fall on top of his head.

Rumble!

There was a sound of wind and thunder in the palm of the hand that was gently patted, bringing up a strong wind, blowing so that people could hardly open their eyes, and stopped at the position of an inch on the latter's forehead, and did not continue to press it, otherwise most of them would have lost another life.

The two adults behind him looked horrified, Feng Yin's speed made them not even have a chance to react!

The surroundings were silent, and the silence was almost audible, and everyone was stunned, but they didn't expect this unremarkable kid to have such a strong strength, and for a while, all the eyes on the first floor of Zhenhai Tower were gathered here.

The young man in front of Feng Yin fell to the ground suddenly, and he didn't suffer a trace of attack, but he seemed to have wandered around the Yama Palace, covered in wet sweat, and his whole body was so frightened that he couldn't use any strength.

He looked at Feng Yin in horror, the moment the latter attacked, that powerful momentum enveloped him, almost thinking that he was already a dead corpse, but at this time, Feng Yin had already turned around and didn't want to stay here.

"You...... Who are you? He tried his best to calm himself, but his voice trembled uncontrollably, and cold sweat blurred his eyes.

"I'm what you call a mad dog."

He replied calmly, his eyes did not fluctuate at all, but his eyes were as deep as the universe of stars, and a tattered battle suit was draped on his body at will, without any decoration, but it made people feel more and more unsimple.

"...... Uproar"

There was an uproar, and a large number of people stood up suddenly, looking at this evil star in shock, especially the people at the table closest to Feng Yin, who couldn't stop retreating, knocking over many tables and chairs.

"What are you doing here?" An old man asked, his eyes wary.

Feng Yin looked around, and many people had deep vigilance in their eyes, not daring to look directly at this young man. He laughed, once upon a time he was shouted and beaten and killed, but now he was shunned like a snake and scorpion, and the situation was completely reversed.

Eventually, the cultivator in charge of this place came out, a cultivator who looked like a scribe, and he was very good at cultivating, and as soon as he arrived, he comforted everyone and sat down.

"This is a place to drink and make friends, not a place to fight, and Cangsheng Palace doesn't want to grudge with Little Brother Du." The man's eyes were calm, and he nodded to Feng Yin without any hostility.

"If no one provokes, drink in peace, but the world does not complain with me...... There are always some people who play with right and wrong, deceive me into being young, and deserve a tooth for a tooth. ”

He said this calmly, then threw out a dozen grains of spiritual rhyme on the table, turned around and wanted to leave, but he never thought that when he was outside the door, several cultivators still stopped him, causing him to frown.

"Big brother, don't get me wrong, we are not hostile, we just want to follow behind you and become your right-hand man." One person said sincerely, looking at Feng Yin with a deep admiration in his eyes.

The group was not very old, the eldest of whom was only fifteen or sixteen years old. But everyone's eyes are full of fighting spirit, and since they heard about Du Fu's deeds, they have the idea of following.

Feng Yin was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then laughed dumbly.

"Guys go back, Du is just a lone ranger, and he can't be the leader......"

Eventually, he left, without accepting any followers, and traveled far and wide.

In the following time, Feng Yin did not challenge any enemies, but walked step by step in every part of the East China Sea Treasure Land, comprehending the realm while sublimating his inner world.

The treasure land of the East China Sea is very large, in addition to the East China Sea boundary in the depths of the East China Sea, the land outside it is also vast and boundless, containing many situations and dangers, but Feng Yin has appeared.

"I don't know how Ziling is doing, whether she has returned to the Holy Sect."

He looked into the distance, watched the fallen leaves of the ancient trees in the distance, stopped for a while and continued to go away, and in the end even Tang Yi left, saying that he was going to look for Jiucai, while he stayed away from the red dust and realized his inner feelings.

A month has passed, and it has been nearly half a year since Feng Yin came to the treasure land of the East China Sea, and Feng Yin has hardly made a move in this month, he is feeling nature and staying away from the hustle and bustle of the world, although his strength has not increased, but his mentality has been calm, which is naturally excellent in the eyes of Feng Yin, who has fought repeatedly.

Of course, there is no need for too much such an experience, Feng Yin is worried that he will lose his sharpness because of this, and he will walk into the red dust again after a month.

However, when he entered the cultivator realm again, he found that a lot had happened in the past month, which surprised him a little.

Half a month ago, the East China Sea grand meeting of the young generation in the East China Sea treasure land was coming to an end, and the six people known as the six heroes of the East China Sea met for a battle, and the battle was very hidden and did not appear in front of the public.

Among them, Du Fu should have this qualification, but Feng Yin at that time had long been far away from the Red Dust Realm, and he didn't know anything about it, and he missed a big battle, which made him feel a little regretful.

However, according to insiders, the ending was not so normal, and several powerful killers were killed halfway, and the way of assassination was superb, three of the six heroes were injured, and the battle was terminated, and the six people worked together to kill out, leaving many corpses of masters in the realm of entry on the way.

Therefore, although the East China Sea Festival has come to an end, the invincible people of this session have not made a choice, and nearly 100 celebrities have returned to their respective forces, while Tong Mingque and other six people have stayed, recuperating from their injuries, and they are also discussing a heavy battle.

"Killer? Is there such a profession in the cultivator world? ”

In an inconspicuous teahouse, when Feng Yin heard the latest news, he couldn't help frowning and muttering to himself, a little unexpected.

The people around were noisy, and a weathered old man knocked on the cigarette pouch in his hand, turned around and asked, "Little brother just came out to explore the rivers and lakes, didn't you also hear the story of the Seven Heroes of the East China Sea?" ”

"Seven Heroes?" Feng Yin looked at the old man with rosacea suspiciously, when did there be another strong man?

The old man laughed, and his laughter was very hearty: "Do you know anything about Du Fu?" Although I am old, I think that the kid named Du Fu is still very capable, so I counted him up. ”

Feng Yin was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed too, he had also heard that someone ranked himself as the seventh leader, but he had never seen it, and today he finally saw an example.

The old man thought that Feng Yin was hiding his embarrassment with laughter, but he also opened the topic happily.

"To say that the battle that day was really thrilling, although I didn't see it with my own eyes, but afterwards I personally went to see the field where these six people fought, it was really extraordinary, more than a dozen mountains were beaten and broken, one of them was cut as smooth as a mirror, I think it was the means of the green striker, people have to sigh."

"You've been to the place where they're fighting?" Feng Yin was shocked, this kind of thing will be taken care of by someone afterwards, how can it still leave traces of battle?

"Hmm...... It was also passed by coincidence, that place is relatively special, and the Dao suppresses all cultivators who have entered the Dao realm, and no one wants to settle there at all, so the battle position has not been exposed, but if there is still one, then it is not good......"

The old man knocked the cigarette pouch in his hand and replied with cloudy eyes.