Chapter Thirty-Nine: Open Struggle and Secret Fighting

It is said that it is a palace here, but it is wider than the hall, the carved beams and paintings are all around, it is full of the murals of the immortals, the jade body is listed horizontally, it is actually a picture of a beautiful woman bathing, which makes people's blood gush and is very tempting. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

On a long table in the middle, more than a dozen young cultivators sat together, and at the front stood a beautiful figure, which was the beauty of the incomprehensible pity.

"Wow......" Feng Yin gave a very inopportune wow, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

You must know that all of you here are the best of the younger generation, and you can be a model for ordinary people regardless of cultivation or cultivation, and no one will be so personless, so they all turned their heads.

"Hee-hee, the little brother is really temperamental. Pity covered her mouth and smiled, and her every move was very moving.

But at that moment, some people couldn't stand it, and snorted: "This is a place where the young generation of masters gather, can any cat or dog get in?"

Feng Yin turned his head to look, and it turned out to be an acquaintance, Wu Shuiqing, who had just met in the afternoon.

"Can't I come if you can come?" Whether in the casino or elsewhere, Feng Yin was not stunned by this person, and replied calmly at this time.

"This is where the cultivators came, what qualifications do you have to come here?!" Wu Shuiqing sneered, obviously Feng Yin crushed him in gambling, making him feel angry.

"The slave family is born with a sense of people with extraordinary physique, so they invited this little brother here, and now if you look closely, it turns out to be a famous gambling god. The beautiful eyes of mercy were shining, and he persuaded at this time.

Feng Yin's heart moved, this mercy was really extraordinary, he had been by Shang Feng's side for so long, and the latter didn't see any clues, and this woman who was as beautiful as a fairy actually saw her extraordinaryness at a glance.

"What can you do if you have an extraordinary physique? If you don't grow up, everything is nonsense!"

Wu Shui stood up clearly, staring at Feng Yin with unkind eyes, while the rest of the people just watched from the sidelines and did not make any other moves.

"Have you started to fight openly and secretly now, showing your strength in front of the Mercy Fairy?" Feng Yin secretly speculated, sneering at this budding bird, and did not speak.

Shang Feng's eyes stood up, and he said, "Wu Shuiqing, pay attention to what you say, Ma Long is not here, but no one supports you!"

Ma Long in Shang Feng's mouth is Ma Tong's brother, and he is the most outstanding of the disciples of Yunyu Palace, and he didn't come today for some reason.

"I don't need Senior Brother to deal with you here, I'm the only one who is enough!" Wu Shui Qing said coldly, and the two sides pointed at Mai Mang, and the sword was tense.

"I'll give the Poor Fairy a face, and I'll spare you once today!" Wu Shuiqing snorted lightly.

"Do you really want to fight a big battle today, Shang is not afraid of you!" Shang Feng said with a cold look in his eyes.

Rao is Feng Yin didn't want to cause trouble, but things had already developed to this point, and he didn't want to be humiliated for no reason, so he said calmly: "You can try it and see who can beat whom?!"

Laugh at!

A dark light shot out quickly in the void, incredibly fast, Wu Shuiqing actually forcibly shot out in front of the public, and spit out a light gray innate essence.

Feng Yin was fearless, a golden lightning flashed in his eyes, and with a slight clenching of his fist, the dark light turned into a wisp of green smoke and was snuffed out alive by Feng Yin.

"Do you think I'm a bully?!"

The next moment, he turned into an afterimage, and a pair of fists suddenly appeared above the front door of the former, whistling with a strong wind, and the blood roared, as if there was a reckless dragon hidden in the flesh!

Rumble!

The void was shocked, and the golden ripples hit the latter's face, Wu Shuiqing didn't expect Feng Yin to have such strength, and carelessly, he was beaten back four or five steps by a punch, and blood dripped from his nostrils.

Some people in the crowd exclaimed, they didn't expect a boy who was only eleven or twelve years old to have such strength, it was incredible!

"You ......"

Wu Shuiqing was furious in his heart, he was injured by Feng Yin's punch, and he was surrounded by peers of the same class, especially the Pity Fairy was also here, and he saw this scene with his own eyes, how could he bear it at this time, and he was about to kill him when he yelled.

And at this moment, the surrounding beauty pictures suddenly lit up, and dense formations appeared, suppressing the two of them in an instant, making it difficult for them to resist.

"Two fellow Daoists, the Immortal Que Loft is not a place for fighting. He said with a faint smile, like a lotus flower that came out of the mud and was not stained, but there was also a hint of majesty in his tone.

"What Cloud Rain Hall master, it's just like that......" Feng Yin clenched his fists and muttered.

"You damn it!" Wu Shuiqing's face was completely gloomy, gloomy as if it could freeze.

Feng Yin said calmly: "I originally thought that on the long road of cultivation, I could find one or two companions here, but I didn't expect that there would only be open and secret battles. That's it, I shouldn't have come here!"

As he spoke, he turned around and was about to leave, Shang Feng snorted, stood up with a gloomy face, and even wanted to leave here.

"The two Taoist brothers are slow, and the slave family is willing to offer a dance for the two of them, and ask the two to stay. Pity Youdai's brows furrowed slightly, with a delicate look, this pitiful appearance makes people's hearts crisp.

"Feng Mou is not blessed, farewell!" Feng Yin's eyes stood up, he was young but had a momentum that could not be ignored, which made people ignore his apparent age, and he did not stop at this time.

"Is it true that Mercy You can't keep the two Taoist friends?" Tian Lai's voice carried a hint of request, like a poignant Xiao Zhu, which made it difficult for people to refute.

"Pity the fairy and see you again!"

Feng Yin said coldly, leaving without a trace of hesitation under the gaze of more than a dozen young masters around him.

"Alas......"

Mercy sighed, with a hint of remembrance in her eyes, and didn't say anything more.

At this time, Wu Shuiqing clenched his fists, his eyes seemed to be about to erupt fire, and he whispered: "Sooner or later, you will die under my sword." ”

On the other side, it had already fallen to the ground, with a calm look on his face, which turned out to be deliberately pretended.

"Look, those two people actually came out of the palace of the immortals, what happened inside?"

"Hmm, among them, there is Shang Feng from the Donglai Sect, who is getting more and more incomprehensible......"

When people found these two people, they were puzzled at this time, and Feng Yin and them left indifferently and disappeared into the distance under the surprised eyes of everyone.

"Hey, why did I say why did you leave with you? This doesn't fit your character?" Feng Yin wondered, he wanted to ask just now, but there were too many idle people, and he didn't speak, and when he reached a place where there was no one, he said the question in his heart.

"I didn't plan to go with them to the Treasure Trove of the East China Sea, just to get a closer look at the goddess in my mind. He said a little helplessly, saying that he already had a fiancée, and he had already been married before he was born, and it was impossible to do anything out of the ordinary.

"What? You already have a fiancée, and you dare to do such a thing?" Feng Yin was speechless, and looked at him with even more contempt.

Shang Feng spread out his hands and said helplessly: "This is a decision made by the elders in my family, and I can't stop it." ”

Shang Feng told Feng Yin that his true identity was the grandson of the contemporary sect leader of the Donglai Sect, and there was a sister with a higher cultivation talent than him, who disciplined himself everywhere, and where ordinary people went casually, he could only come secretly, which was very helpless.

"By the way, what is the place in your mouth about the treasure land of the East China Sea?" Feng Yin wondered, he had been hearing them say the name of this place, but he didn't know anything.

"The East China Sea is a place that turns into a spirit, a treasure land derived from the birth of the earth, containing endless opportunities, it is a place that all cultivators yearn for, but it is not safe inside, and cultivators with average strength can't go there alone, the Pity Fairy is just looking for teammates, and wants to go to the depths to explore in order to get more opportunities. ”

Shang Feng knew everything about Feng Yin, and told Feng Yin everything he knew.

"It's already late at night, why don't you come back to Donglai with me to rest in the East, I'll entertain you." He advised.

Feng Yin shook his head and said, "No need, you go back first, I'll take advantage of the night to wander around and enjoy the beauty of Winterfell." ”

"It's okay, he has time to come to me one day, and let's dominate the gambling house together. He laughed and finally took his leave

"Farewell!"

Feng Yin watched him leave, and then walked towards no one, and after a few seconds, he suddenly grinned his teeth, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, and he had been enduring the pain.

"It's such a hard body, it is definitely far beyond the realm of fading mortals, I used ten percent of my strength, plus a sneak attack to slightly injure him, but the power of the counterattack almost broke my arm, the strength is terrifying!"

He couldn't help but comment, and sat cross-legged for a while before the dark wound on his fist was healed, and his eyes were cold.

"Strength, we must improve our strength!"