Dusty Feiyang is the eldest disciple of Mr. Zhi, and he also does his duty as the eldest disciple of Mr. Zhi, but Dusty Feiyang is a person with his own worldview and outlook on life, he has his own ideas about life, and he has always insisted on justice - (The best experience of reading without pop-ups is all in [])

Dust Feiyang is a good disciple of Mr. Zhi, because of loyalty, because of Ren, after all, Mr. Zhi had the grace of knowing him back then, and he could not be ashamed of Mr. Zhi. Of course, while being a good disciple of Mr. Zhi, Dust Feiyang is also doing what he wants to do and uphold justice.

It's just that the dust was flying in the past, because he didn't do the best to support justice because of the interests of Kyoto Academy, so he once asked himself, why does justice cultivate himself? He didn't know whether it was the justice he insisted on was important, or the importance of repaying Mr. Zhi, he was once very puzzled and in a dilemma.

The biggest exclamation in the dust once was: The world is safe and full of the law, and it is not up to justice and grace!

When Dusty Flyer was most confused, Qingtian returned, Qingtian returned, and several people benefited, and this was also a turning point in Dusty Yang's life.

At this time, the dust is flying, leaving Kyoto Academy, leaving Mr. Chi, he no longer does more things for Mr. Chi, so he can spend most of his time doing what he wants to do and completing his ideals.

Justice is something that dust Feiyang can't give up, but some things in the human world before let Chen Feiyang know that justice needs to be supported, but it is necessary to have strong strength to support justice, and the strong can be just, so Chen Feiyang is determined to become a strong man, and the heavens live up to his heart, and now Dust Feiyang has reached the ninth level of the divine realm from the three years of great changes in heaven and earth, and now it has reached the peak of the divine realm, which is very powerful。

Kuangfu is small, after all, it is just one person's justice, propaganda is big, let the public accept justice, stand on the side of justice, and let more people come together to Kuangfu justice.

Now that the Chenhuang Continent is killing, this is a matter of violating justice, and now the dust is flying, desperate to maintain what they want to maintain, regardless of everything, where there is injustice, there is dust.

In the face of the three ninth-order saints, Dust Feiyang was not afraid, if he retreated, where was the justice? He must be like the sword of justice given to him by Qingtian himself, fearless of everything, and move forward with a sword.

"It's so sharp, so powerful!"

The ninth-order yellow-clothed saint said, don't come hard with the dust, dodge away, and avoid its edge.

"Heaven and earth!" Another ninth-order black-clothed saint came from the side and made a move, this move, the heavens and the earth rolled, the evil spirit was soaring, and countless evil things rushed out, churning, biting, for a while, the heavens and the earth cried, and the ghosts and gods wailed, this move was enough to scare the opponent from the momentum.

"Evil!" Dust Feiyang roared, swung his sword and slashed it, and a clear light erupted on the sword of justice, this is the sword intent, and it is also justice, this is a powerful spirit, a spirit that is incompatible with evil, and a spirit that is not afraid of evil and causes death.

As soon as the sword intent came out, it was like a clear river flowing into a turbid lake, washing the turbid lake water.

Under the sword intent, the evil disillusionment, the dust flew This sword, like opening the world, the evil thing burst, and the rolling evil qi was cut into two layers from the middle, one up and one on the ground, and the heaven and earth returned to clarity.

"Chaos Void Sky Blasting Fist!"

Just after the dust flew and broke the black-clothed saint's heavenly and earthly evil, the white-clothed saint roared and cast the chaotic void exploding heavenly fist, this move, it was very turbulent, overwhelming, the world was turned upside down, countless dense holy fists appeared, very chaotic, too many fists, but each punch was very powerful, one punch was enough to kill a master of the sevenfold divine realm, but this dense holy fist together, not imaginable.

This chaotic fist surged, and the space was smashed into a void, and everything was chaotic, destroying indiscriminately, turning into a force of destruction that hit the dust. This blow is considered a sneak attack, and it is fired when the dust flies and a sword breaks through the world, which is to take advantage of its unpreparedness, which is also the advantage of having more people.

"My heart will not die!

Immediately, he roared, his hair was even more frenzied, the sound of Zheng Zheng sounded, the sword of justice in the dust flickered, and then turned into thousands of swords, thousands of swords, dust flew up from the sky, with thousands of swords of justice, with a sense of justice, with everything, go forward bravely.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

There is a punch, a sword, a sword slash, a fist slash sword, a sword and a fist intersect, explosions and explosions, dust flies and a kind of flying, everything is cut off, he is like a meteor, cutting through the dark void, it is so bright.

"This person is so fierce!, really amazing!" the yellow-clothed saint sighed.

"It's not fierce!" said the black-clothed saint: "This is persistence, perseverance, perseverance that is not afraid of life and death!"

"It's not good to look at it anymore, hurry up, otherwise Lao Tzu will be finished!" At this moment, the white-clothed saint roared, he already felt that the dust was flying too much, and he was not afraid of death, I fought to the death with myself, so he yelled at the moment.

"Kill!"

No matter how powerful the dust is flying, it is also an enemy, and it has to be killed, immediately, the yellow-clothed saint and the black-clothed saint hurriedly shot, bombarded and killed, and each performed a big move, one left and one right bombarded the dust, the terrifying aura surged, the stars exploded, and the end of the world.

At this moment, Dust Feiyang is not afraid, if he retreats, he will not be able to kill the white-clothed saint, and he will fall into the siege of the three again, the key is that these people are against justice, kill one less one, and if there is a chance, they must be killed. Therefore, Dust Feiyang has no fear, will not retreat, and rushes away directly.

Dust Feiyang's desperate spirit is not the first time, at the beginning, Qingtian moved, the Demon Sect Master set up nine chain furnaces in the Qi Cultivation Continent, devouring the origin of the world in Qingtian's clone, and later Mr. Zhi sent Dust Feiyang to destroy one of the big arrays, at that time, Dust Feiyang fought with the godmother, although Dust Feiyang was not the godmother's opponent, but he was also desperate to destroy a big array, so, this spirit of desperate death is also born with Dust Feiyang, there is already it, and now for his justice, he is even more fearless, desperate to kill the enemy.

"Poof!"

The dust flew and moved forward, the sword intent destroyed everything, broke through, and directly stabbed the body of the white-clothed saint, who was stabbed by ten thousand swords and was seriously injured.

"Wow~"

Dust Feiyang seriously injured the white-clothed saint, but the price paid was also very large, basically he was hit by the yellow-clothed saint and the black-clothed saint alive, and he was also beaten to vomit blood, and he was seriously injured, his whole body was stained with blood, his hair was stained with blood, and he couldn't fly again.

"Die!" Dusty swallowed a mouthful of blood and slashed out with a sword.

"Don't!" The white-clothed saint was already a sword stab, and his injuries were not much better than those of Dust Feiyang, at this time Dust Feiyang had a sword, he was powerless to fight back, and he could only avoid it, so he could only roar, but as soon as the sword light passed, he was cut into slag by Dust Feiyang's sword, and his body was killed.

"Grass!"

"I'm grass!"

The white-clothed saint was killed by the dust, and the yellow-clothed saint and the black-clothed saint roared, and their eyes were red.

"Hmph!" although he was injured, he stood very straight, and although he was shaky, his body was also very straight, like a poplar that would not fall for thousands of years. Dusty said mockingly: "Do you know the pain? Do you also know the sadness? Have you ever thought that others will hurt too?"

"Hmph!" the black-clothed saint said: "The strong are kings, and the weak die, this is the law of the jungle!"

"Yes, you're going to die today!" roared the yellow-clothed saint.

"The weak eat the strong, hehe!" dust is flying that is self-deprecating, the weak are not wrong, God gives them life, no one can take it away casually, of course, there are some weak people who are bad people, but that's not all. Most of the weak are also good people, and the lives of these good people are also very rare.

Whether it's the weak or the strong, the bad guys deserve to die, but what about the good guys, the good guys among the weak? Who will protect them? So, this is the greatest value of justice.

Preaching justice and supporting justice can be said to be more valuable than Buddhism, which makes people see through the red dust and make people do good, so this is the reason why Dust Feiyang is so persistent and so fascinated.

"Go die!" At this time, the black-clothed saint shouted, he didn't talk so much to the dust, they only knew how to carry out the order, kill, kill, kill, kill until the monks of the Qi Cultivation Continent surrendered, and killed until they bowed down.

"Stop!" At this moment, a voice sounded, and Tuoba Feiying flew in.

"Prince, why don't you let him be killed?" the yellow-clothed saint wondered.

Tuoba Feiying made a gesture to the yellow-clothed sage not to speak, and he came to the front, looking at the dust flying and crumbling but still standing straight, very appreciative.

Tuoba Feiying said with a smile: "Dusty Feiyang, you are very good, when you were in the Chenhuang Continent, my father took a fancy to you, and you really did not disappoint, you can be as strong as you are today." Today, this prince also gives you a chance to surrender to the Chenhuang Continent, follow me, and I will save you from death. ”

"Hahahaha!" Dusty laughed and said, "You dream!"

"Hmph!" Tuoba Feiying said, "You must know, once I give the order, you must have no doubt, are you sure that you still have to stand on the side of the Qi Cultivation Continent?"

"Don't laugh at me for being too persistent, I laugh at others who can't see through it!" Dust Feiyang laughed in the sky, he said: "I am not on any side, I am just on the side of justice." ”

"Justice, hehe! What a ridiculous thing, is there still justice in this world?" Tuoba Feiying said: "Everything is fake, life is true, wake up, surrender, or die." ”

Dusty Feiyang stroked the sword in his hand and said: "The strongest sword in my life, its sharpness, its integrity, therefore, I have always been making a sword, the sword is my example, and more importantly, because the sword of strength, even if it is broken, it will not bend." ”

"People are like swords, they would rather give in, and kill !!!!!!!!!!!"

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