It was getting darker, and the clouds and lightning were a sign that something big was about to happen.

As the long sword in Feng Qingze's hand fell, Feng Wuxin slapped the spiritual fire condensed in his palm into the dense net.

Ordinary aura can't be compared to tens of thousands of years of spiritual fire at all, and in an instant, the dense web woven by the golden aura has been burned by the spiritual fire.

Seeing that the long sword was about to fall, everyone could only hear the sound of "Zheng", and saw that the long sword in Feng Qingze's hand suddenly collapsed.

This was followed by strong winds and torrential rain.

Feng Wuxin held the blade in his hand, and his body was full of murderous energy!

Her long black hair fluttered in the air, adding a bit of ruthlessness to her!

"Whoever dares to touch me is looking for death!"

Before the smug look on Feng Qingze's face dissipated, he felt a sudden tingling pain in his lower abdomen.

It was Feng Wuxin inserting the broken blade into his dantian!

"Ze'er!"

Feng Qiuyang was the first to react, and anger erupted from his cloudy eyes, "Demon, you dare to destroy my dantian!" ”

Feng Wu's heart showed a bloodthirsty expression, "Not only do I dare, but I also want him to not be able to cultivate in this life, he can only be a waste!" ”

After that, he stabbed the broken blade into the depths of Feng Qingze's dantian again.

Today she will remove this scourge for the people!

The blade stabbed deeper and deeper, Feng Qingze gushed out a mouthful of blood, his body began to gradually weaken, and a pair of eyes began to blur, gradually losing his lustre.

Feng Qiuyang's eyes were red, and the golden light between his hands surged violently, transporting ten layers of spiritual energy, and slammed into Feng Wu's heart!

The houses in the courtyard that were shaken by the powerful lethality collapsed, and the onlookers leaned tightly together, barely being shaken.

The curvature of the corners of Feng Wu's heart lips became deeper and deeper, and the spiritual fire in his palm also changed from golden red to red at the beginning!

The little flame felt that something was wrong in Feng Wuxin's arms, and it quickly floated out, and after seeing Feng Wuxin's red pupils, it was not good at all!

If I remember correctly, when the Great Demon King escaped into the Demon Dao, it was also like this.

No, it must find a way to stop my mind from demonizing!

However, it was already too late.

Feng Qiuyang's aura had already met the crimson flame in Feng Wuxin's hand.

The golden aura and the crimson flames collided together, stirring up countless storms and clouds, and the dilapidated courtyard was razed to the ground in an instant.

Even Feng Qiuyang was forced to retreat by this powerful aura, however, when the dust and smoke settled, he found that Feng Wuxin was actually standing in the place where he was, not moving at all.

His lips trembled slightly, he had never faced such a formidable opponent in his life.

But no matter what, he has to kill Feng Wuxin to avenge Ze'er!

At this point, the killing intent in his eyes was even worse!

Just as he was about to strike again, an ice edge suddenly stabbed out of the void, freezing his hand in mid-air.

"Feng Wu's heart is about to go mad, I advise Feng Xiang not to act rashly, otherwise, it will not only be Feng Qingze who will suffer."

The clear but soft voice ethereated in the air, and Xiao Huo immediately heard who it was.

It followed the sound and saw a man dressed in white leaning against a tree not far away.

The man held a folding fan and swayed it gently.

Xiao Huo became excited, "Qianqian? What are you doing here? ”

Feng Qiuyang didn't know who it was, his face was hideous, and his eyes were about to split.

"Who are you? Why do you want to meddle in my Feng family's family affairs? ”

The man chuckled, and between his eyebrows was an astonishing streamer.

"Feast a thousand games."