Feng Yin was still a familiar face at a glance, wasn't this the Tianxin Clan boy who was punched away by Peng Que in the Ziheng Sect that day. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Peng Que was strong, a head taller than the Peng Demon Clan, who was not small in size, and the giant sword never left his body, and when he saw that group of people at this time, he immediately snorted coldly.

"What, do you mean that you didn't accept it that day? Want to fight me today? ”

He rebuked at another person, who had a similar appearance to the person who had just spoken, except that his eyes were deeper, his face was angular, and he was much more mature, most likely the defeated general of Peng Que's mouth, and that person's brother.

The man was dressed in white, with light cyan lines on his neck, and his temperament was extraordinary, but he was destroyed by the coldness in the depths of his eyes, and he looked extremely gloomy.

"I heard you hit my brother Tianqi?" He spoke indifferently, and his voice was extremely cold.

"You know that I am helping you teach that brother who is not a good person, but you blame me?" Peng Que asked rhetorically.

"Hehe, you're not qualified enough for the word lesson."

At this moment, another familiar face stood up, Feng Yin was stunned, isn't this the man who identifies himself as a rival in love?

This person didn't say a word that day, and left the scene angrily by Tianlan's words, never thought that he would walk with Peng Que's old opponent, it seemed that they were also hanging out, and they encountered again on the street.

The man known as Tian Shen stretched out his hand to stop the rest of the people and strode forward.

"When I was eleven years old, my skills were not as good as others, and I had nothing to say about defeating you, but now and the past are different from the past, I have already achieved a small success in the Tianxin Secret Technique, but you are still standing still, and you are still pretending to bring a giant sword, are you still worthy of the title of Peng Demon Genius?"

"Why, do you still want to fight in the streets?" Tang Yi said.

Tianshen's voice was cold to the bone, and he asked rhetorically, "Can't you?" ”

Tang Yi wanted to refute something, but was picked up by Peng Que with one hand, this cultivation madman was never afraid of battle, and he was vaguely excited.

"I can't ask for it!"

He roared and struck out like a beast, and Tianshen had a light on his neck, opened his mouth and spit out a large seal, smashing it with a fierce might.

Rumble!

There was a huge earthquake here, and there were dense formations emerging, and the first time to suppress the attic was about to collapse, but the people around them were hula and retreated far away, and they knew from the first blow of the two that both sides were extraordinary, and at this time they ran far away, and the sound was broken to see the excitement.

The brilliance bursts, Peng Que and Tian Shen are the most violent hedges, the sand and rocks are constantly flying here, and there are constantly formations emerging to eliminate the aftermath of the battle, the brilliance is shining, and the people who shine can't open their eyes.

is also a genius cultivator at the level of initiation, the duel between them is terrifying, it is easy to shatter the building and collapse the ancient hall, even if there is a formation pattern to protect it, but the aftermath is still wave after wave, and the surrounding attic is crumbling, and it may fall at any time.

"Come here, and die."

Not far away, the man who regarded Feng Yin as his rival in love pointed at Feng Yin, the meaning of humiliation was self-evident, and there were also divine patterns on the back of the hand shaking the folding fan.

It's not a secret that this person loves Tianlan, he knows this to young talents, and even weaker young people take the initiative to withdraw from the competition because they are afraid of his strength, and Tianlan is intimate with Feng Yin in front of him, which really makes him unbearable.

"Three-eyed clan, remember that my name is Tian Zeming." He was provocative, and he didn't even look at Feng Yin.

Feng Yin opened his mouth and just wanted to explain, but was immediately stopped by him: "Don't say the name of the person who is about to die." ”

The latter has a black line on his face, this Tian Zeming is too self-righteous, he just wants to clear up his relationship with Tianlan, and he never wants to be used as a self-registration number.

"Come on, then."

Feng Yin stepped forward, he also wanted to see what strength the latter had, so that he could be so arrogant.

"Humph!"

With a long roar, the void in front of Feng Yin darkened, and the void was branded with a divine pattern, the light was not bright, but the breath was extremely amazing, the long wind was howling, the wind of the entire street changed, and an infinite blade was derived to slash at Feng Yin, to smash him.

Laugh at!

At this moment, Tian Zeming pressed his fingers, and all the swept wind blades paused at the same time, and hundreds of wind blades stood densely in front of him, the nearest one almost touched the tip of his nose, and Tian Zeming's precise ability to control this technique can be seen.

"Don't say I won't give you a chance, as long as you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy now, and swear to never see Miss Tianlan, you can leave without damage." He sneered, thinking that he had the situation under control.

A sneering voice came from the distance: "I really think I am a character, are you here to be funny?" ”

Tang Yi didn't speak, he directly raised his head and laughed, which was extremely harsh when combined with the nine-colored mockery.

Tian Zeming's face instantly turned cold, his forehead was bruised, and he gritted his teeth: "Let me see your answer." ”

"You don't need to watch, just listen." Feng Yin smiled lightly, and Tang Yi's laughter became even louder.

"You're looking for death!"

Tian Zeming was furious, and the wind blade whistled and slashed up, if the cloth wrapped Feng Yin, even the void was stabbed, and from a distance, I really thought that Feng Yin was cut into countless pieces.

But it was so casual, a hand stretched out, not strong, and there was no momentum in the sky, like a flower, crushing all the wind blades, the wind blades were broken inch by inch, and the wind was raging here, and a teenager walked out calmly, without any wrinkles and tears in his clothes.

"Something capable."

Tian Zeming was stunned for a moment, and then he slapped a palm in the air more than ten meters away, and another divine pattern was born, deriving the raging fire and purple lightning divine thunder, but before it bloomed its divine might, it was strangled by a immature palm, leaving only a few sparks.

"I thought I could watch a good show, but it turned out to be a pseudo-entry ......" Jiucai was disappointed and muttered dissatisfied.

Now Feng Yin's strength has long been different from what it used to be, and after casting the supreme golden body Ruyimang, he can have the power to fight with the middle stage of the Dao.

Even if his usual combat power can survive the early stage of ordinary entry, just a pseudo-entry, and he doesn't even have the strength of thirty percent of the real entry, which is really difficult for him to raise his fighting spirit.

"I thought I had some ability...... Disappointed. ”

Feng Yin commented that he smashed a stone giant with a single palm, and the stones were splashed, but it was difficult to hurt him in the slightest.

He ...... Is it really the Three-Eyed Clan? It seems that he has never used mana from beginning to end, doesn't it mean that the Three-Eyed Clan is weak in flesh? This doesn't match the rumors. Some of the onlookers were puzzled.

Someone retorted: "Weakness is only relative to mana, and from that person's flesh tube, mana is definitely more terrifying." ”

Rumble!

Contrary to here, the battle between Peng Que and Tian Shen not far away was too fierce, both sides were promoted by their own strength, and at this time they had already played with all their strength, and the momentum was huge, and the ghosts were crying and howling, and the air flow was overwhelming, and every move and style bloomed with traces of the Dao.

At this time, Peng Que hit a real fire, the giant sword in his hand was like a heavenly que, and the horizontal sword swept over the ghosts and gods and cried, and even the streets with a width of more than ten zhang were devastated, and even the formation patterns were worn out a lot.

During this period, some law enforcers wanted to stand up and stop them, but after seeing the faces of both sides of the battle, they quickly retreated silently, and he couldn't afford to provoke the people on both sides, so he simply couldn't see it.

Tang Yi sneered and took this scene in his eyes deeply, the rules of the mundane world are laws and iron laws, but when it comes to the cultivator world where strength is respected, big fists are the rules, everything is just a formality, and it is not as good as a sentence of Amitabha.

The battle continued, and in the end, Peng Que killed the sky with a giant sword, and the blood-stained sword body cut off Tian Shen's body, and the latter staggered back, although the body was healing, but the cold eyes were stained with a layer of loss.

As in the past, he was defeated again, crisply.

"You're not the only one ...... improving"

With a bang, the sword was returned to the sheath, Peng Que had no joy or killing intent, and simply retreated, standing beside Tang Yi, but the blood was still shrouded around, and the strength was terrifying.

On the other side, the light on the back of Tian Zeming's hand was extremely bright, and the person who was shining couldn't look directly, but his breathing was also short, and the person in front of him was too strong.

"I don't believe it!"

He roared, opened his mouth and roared out a silver light, a silver moon hung high in the sky, swallowing the essence of the four directions above his head, breathing like life, and then he was guided to disappear, the silver light poured out, and the road paved with bluestone slabs was instantly melted away, and there was not even ashes.

"The Moon God Pattern contained in the Tianxin Clan, he is the same vein relative of the Moon King!" Someone exclaimed, and couldn't stop retreating and retreating, for fear of being affected, as if they had thought of something extremely terrifying.

"Who is the Moon King?"

Tang Yi questioned, and had some doubts about the name.

"The Moon King is a title, representing an extremely powerful person, at the age of fifteen, the twenty-three cities in the east of the Tianxin clan have been invincible among their peers, and now their whereabouts are unknown, and they are suspected of wandering the world." Peng Que explained that Rao is a master like him, and there is also a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

"The talent is extremely high......" Tang Yi smacked his lips and said no more.

At this time, a round of crescent moon smashed down, the void was blurred, and Tian Zeming, who had triggered the natal magic technique, was several times more powerful than before, and vaguely had the power to fight with Feng Yin.

It's a pity, only vaguely......

At this time, Feng Yin revealed his Taoist skills in front of everyone for the first time, just one hand, and the silver glow that wiped out all things was actually pulled over, extremely tame, except for Tang Yi, the two people and one bird, everyone was shocked.

"What kind of means is this, is it so simple to dissolve?"

The crowd exploded, and everyone was talking, staring at Feng Yin's hand incredibly, with a faint silver glow on it, extremely docile, this situation surprised everyone.

"This ...... Unheard-of. Someone was surprised.

There is no trace of treasure light on Feng Yin's body, ordinary and natural, only a few wisps of silver light are supported in the palm of his hand.

"On the way of the stars and the moon, I will also have some." He said softly.

Feng Yin's backhand, as if the world had flipped upside down, Tian Zeming, who was still powerful just now, screamed miserably, and flew out directly on the spot, not injured by Feng Yin, but by his own natal supernatural powers!

"Even if it can be powerful, if you can't comprehend it, you can only become a knife in the hands of others." Tang Yi sighed, and the battle ended.

Tian Shen said nothing with a gloomy face, picked up Tian Zeming, who had passed out, and turned to leave, while his unsuccessful brother had already disappeared and fled.

originally thought it was a wonderful confrontation, but I didn't expect it to end so hastily, but everyone was very satisfied, and they couldn't finish discussing Feng Yin's technique, each with its own explanation, quite with hindsight.

Order was restored, and the crowd flowed again, but Feng Yin and they couldn't help but focus their eyes, and most of the cultivators present were still observing them.

"It's such a big deal, it seems that I don't have a chance to show you what I'm capable of today." Tang Yi said with a smile.

But Feng Yin's expression was abnormal at this time, and he looked around extremely cautiously, he felt that something was wrong, and a pair of familiar eyes were peeking at him in secret!

"Who is it? Could it be that the Terran who is behind the hunt and killing Ziling? Feng Yin's heart was shocked, and after a careful look at the surroundings, a familiar back finally appeared, which was fleeting.

Suddenly, a cold air rose from the soles of his feet to the heels of his head, his hairs stood on end, and a figure gradually appeared in his mind......

"Could it be him?!"