But the face of the man in red in front of him was not much better than Nangong Yu.

And the momentum that seems to have emanated unintentionally from his body is even more trembling and terrifying than Nangong Yu.

The man in red walked out of Nalan Mansion, and his leisurely gaze slowly fell on Feng Yunjing and Hall Master Zheng.

At this moment, Feng Yunjing and Hall Master Zheng all stiffened, and beads of sweat on their foreheads scrambled out.

The man in red smiled slightly, stretched out his slender fingers, and lightly drew a word on his lips.

That smile was really more dazzling than a hundred flowers blooming, but in the eyes of Feng Yunjing and Hall Master Zheng, it was as if they had seen a powerful ghost in hell, making their knees tremble and weaken.

Finally, he couldn't withstand the pressure anymore and fell to his knees with a pop.

Silence Technique: Silence Technique

Feng Yunjing's eyes were full of fear, and all the humiliation, inferiority, and unwillingness in his heart were thrown out of the clouds, leaving only the surrender and fear that he did not dare to resist from the heart.

Just a few hours ago, they had coldly watched Suzaku die due to the trigger of the silence technique, and now, they were also subjected to the same silence technique.

Life and death are completely controlled by others, but he can't afford to resist in his heart.

After the man in red finished scribbling, he didn't look at them anymore, and with a flick of his sleeve, he drew a red arc in the air.

Immediately after, Feng Yunjing only felt a flash of dazzling white light in front of him, and he subconsciously closed his eyes.

When he opened it again, he was horrified to find that the entire Nalan Mansion in front of him had disappeared

That's right, it didn't collapse into ruins, it wasn't blown up into ashes, it disappeared completely.

The figure of the man in red had already risen into the air, and he lightly jumped onto a snow-white spaceship.

The ship was only slightly larger than the flying sword, but it was crystal clear and exuded a chill.

Feng Yunjing Station was far away from the spaceship, and he could feel the biting cold, which was even more biting cold than the 10,000-year-old Xuan Ice.

The man in red stood on top of the white jade spaceship, his slender figure seemed to exude a radiant brilliance, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of the biting cold.

Feng Yunjing's mouth opened, and his body trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

But in the blink of an eye, the white jade spaceship disappeared into mid-air, never to be seen again.

The cold and pressure around him disappeared abruptly, Feng Yunjing exhaled violently, and the sweat on his face fell like rain.

Hall Master Zheng sat on the ground with a butt, and said in a trembling voice: "Young Master, what kind of person is that man in red, how can he have such a terrifying cultivation, just now he actually razed Nalan Mansion to the ground, what kind of cultivation must be required?"

Before Hall Master Zheng finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened, and his two eyeballs almost spit out.

He reached out in horror and pressed his hand to his throat, his mouth clicking, his expression extremely painful, and full of despair and fear.

However, he struggled for only a few breaths before there was a loud "thud" in his throat, and then his entire head flew out and rolled on the ground a few times.

Feng Yunjing was also stunned by the scene in front of him, he stared blankly at Hall Master Zheng's head that was still dripping with blood, and the eyes that seemed to roll out of his eyes, and his body couldn't help but shudder.