Wang Weiyu half-knelt on the ground, holding his sword and shouting angrily at Feng Yin, he really hated Feng Yin.

Feng Yin looked up, and the head of the city lord was fixed high in the void, and no one had the ability to take it down, this was a mockery and humiliation deliberately left by the comer, and the lord of a city was hung up so high, and no one could take it down.

In the end, it was Lin San who made a move, so that the mana that fixed the head of the city lord of Wang City was eliminated, and the head was dragged into the hands of his son Wang Weiyu, causing the latter to cry bitterly.

Feng Yin sighed deeply, the city lord of the king was warm-hearted, extremely righteous, and a rare senior, but he died here.

"Is Northern Xinjiang really going to tear its face? Bloody suppression of all the lords of a city, what else is there to dare not do? Lin San frowned.

Lin Yiyi: "That kid just now said that all the ancestors of Xianyang City are missing, what do you think of this matter?"

"Whereabouts unknown... Missing?" Feng Yin's face changed drastically: "Oh no!"

That terrible addiction, presumably they were all polluted by that terrible addiction.

Feng Yin immediately said: "Seniors, maybe we have to hurry. ”

"You can arrange everything. "Lin Yiyi.

"Good!"

Feng Yin put a stick of incense on the spot for the king of the city, and soon left, and it was not as good as killing the enemy to worship the dead again.

"Wu Zhenzhong. Feng Yin gritted his teeth and said these three words, he wanted to kill this ghostly guy too much.

The five sects in northern Xinjiang, don't let go of any of them, the first stop of Feng Yin and his party is the Cangyun Sect next to Guming Town, but before that, they have other places to go.

"King Qi, how are you?!" Lin Eighteen asked excitedly, finding a clue in this mountain pass.

Then the fourteen great powers stretched out their right palms at the same time, shaking the mountain with a rumbling sound, and finally the phantom of King Qi emerged.

The tattered white robe covered his body, King Qi sat cross-legged on the ground, looking extremely weak, even breathing was much shallower, and the fourteen great powers worked together, but they still couldn't wake it up.

"Senior, is it so difficult to rescue King Qi?" Feng Yin asked with a frown.

Lin Yi shook his head: "It's not difficult, I can do it with any person, as long as this mountain is flattened, the King of Qi will be saved, but the five sects in Northern Xinjiang are also very likely to get the news and startle the snake." ”

When it was noon, Feng Yin finally came to the gate of the Cangyun Sect, and there was no figure around him, and the fourteen guardians were hiding in the void, sheltering Feng Yin in secret.

"Stop, who are you?"

As soon as he walked into the door, a reprimand appeared, and two men intercepted in front of Feng Yin, dressed in the green robe of a disciple of the Cangyun Sect, looking impatient, and were waving their hands to expel Feng Yin at this time.

Feng Yin didn't look at it and continued to walk directly, he said: "I have something important to see your sect leader, if it is delayed for a moment or three, can you afford it?"

Since it was the stage of the great martial arts competition of various sects recently, Feng Yin's words were still quite convincing, and after he finished speaking, the two guards looked at each other, and both retreated to both sides.

"That...... Our sect leader and the sect leader of the five sects are all in the martial arts arena, what's the matter with you?"

"Peace. Feng Yin didn't look back.

"What did you say?"

The two guards didn't hear clearly, and were about to step forward to continue asking, when a wisp of darkness floated over, like an unpredictable wind, and the two guards didn't even resist, and lay in a pool of blood with their heads turned over.

The five sects in Northern Xinjiang must be bulldozed no matter what, and the meaning of bulldozing is that there is no one left, from the sect leader and elders, down to the disciples and miscellaneous servants, leaving no living mouth.

Because the Five Sects of Northern Xinjiang were already terminally ill, Feng Yin couldn't see it, but the guardians of the Lin Kingdom were as wise as torches, and they could tell at a glance whether they were burdened by drug addiction or not.

Pedal Pedal Ped

Feng Yin climbed the high steps, and he saw a crowded field, in which some people cheered and some sighed, everyone looked at the ring in the middle, and some people were competing below.

"Death is on the verge of death, and there is such a Yaxing. Feng Yin's words sounded all around the emptiness, and he jumped into the ring with a long leap of his body, his eyes slanted at all the cultivators present.

"The five religions of Northern Xinjiang are all raccoon dogs, and they are still looking for fun to have a martial arts competition, funny!"

Feng Yin's voice spread throughout the audience, and the two players who were still fighting beside him were stunned, not understanding what was happening.

And the uproar of the audience also rose, some people didn't buy it because of Feng Yin's appearance, and some people thought it was very rare, they were all surprised.

"Zhen'er, go, get that guy back who is talking crazy. ”

In the stands at the top, the leader of the Cangyun Sect, one of the five sects in Northern Xinjiang, spoke, he sat on the chair with great style, pointed at Feng Yin, and didn't care as if he had taken off a cabbage.

When the man known as Zhen'er heard this, he immediately rushed towards Feng Yin, holding three silver needles in his hand, and his eyes locked on every death point of Feng Yin.

"Huh...... Look for death!"

Feng Yin sneered, he stood still with his feet and didn't move, and slammed his fist hard, blood splattered, and the body of the man called Zhen'er burst on the spot, turning into a rain of blood.

And the cultivator who was originally this person's opponent saw a spirit, and directly turned his head and ran to the stage, and was frightened by Feng Yin's hand.

Feng Yin walked in the ring, strolling around, with shocked expressions in front of him, he felt a little bored, and wanted these people to disappear immediately.

At this time, the sect leader of the Cangyun Sect stood up, and he said coldly: "If you are a casual cultivator, you dare to come to the Five Sects to compete and make trouble, you really don't know the preciousness of life, you go and die." ”

There was a distance of seven or eight miles in the middle, and the Cangyun Sect Leader pointed at Feng Yin, and everyone clearly felt that the Cangyun Sect Leader's murderous intentions were revealed, and he used all his strength.

Rumble!

A celestial phoenix emerged from the void, and the purple flames dyed the sky like a brocade, and that brocade was the wings of the celestial phoenix.

The power of this heavenly wind was extremely amazing, and even the void was burned and blurred, but Feng Yin stood still and did not move, he watched quietly, watching the terrible flame get farther and farther away from him, more and more faint, and finally disappeared.

"How so?"

The Cangyun Sect Leader frowned, he had not yet reached the Zhou Tian realm, and he couldn't see what kind of terrifying back hand was lurking around Feng Yin, he just felt that he had lost a hand at this time.

"It's ridiculous, I still feel like I'm okay now, so let's enjoy the feeling of being alive at the last moment before you die. ”

Feng Yin said this, and since he returned to Xianyang City, he had been strange and became much more silent, because he was accumulating something, and that thing had a scientific name, called anger.

Whether it's Wu Zhenzhong or the Five Sects, Feng Yin doesn't want to think about so many things, he just wants to vent his anger now, whether it's his own hands or someone else's hands, in short, there is one thing, he wants those people to die.

I'm really sorry, the author has been in a ridiculously bad state these days, and it's useless to revise it again, but I think it's getting worse and worse...

(End of chapter)