Chapter 12: Fighting the Feng Family Ancestor!

After Zhao Yu put away the things, he quickly went to the area where the Feng family's ancestor retreated, this place was not difficult to find, as long as he grabbed someone on the road and asked him, he would immediately tell it.

When he came to the Feng family ancestor retreat area, there was actually a quiet courtyard in front of him, and the Feng family ancestor stayed in it. I didn't know anything about the outside world, and I was completely immersed in the retreat.

However, even if the Feng family ancestor did not retreat, it was impossible to know the movement outside, it was too far away from the outside to perceive the situation outside.

Especially Zhao Yu's movement is very small, and the shot is a must-kill, where can it cause any movement. Everything is going on quietly!

At the entrance of this courtyard, there are two guards, guarding this place, and their cultivation is not low, and they both have the fourth-level level of the refining period.

Zhao Yu was direct, and rushed over, and the speed of the falcon's bloodline was fully opened, and he killed the two of them in an instant. Without waiting for them to react, they raised their swords and fell, easily harvesting the lives of the two.

Everything is done quietly and no one knows.

However, in this area, it is completely forbidden for the descendants of the Feng family to walk, and there are basically no people here all the way, so he came over unimpeded.

When he entered the courtyard, he didn't notice anything unusual, but he could smell a strong smell of blood wafting from the courtyard.

This gave him a bad feeling, and when he continued to move on, he heard a terrible scream.

"The screams of children?"

Zhao Yu quickly ran forward, and after he passed through this area, the blood-red scene that greeted his eyes made his pupils shrink.

What unfolded in front of him was a deep pool of blood, and on the side was a row of bodies hanging from it, pierced by nails, and blood continued to flow out and eventually flow into the pool.

On the other side, there were more than a dozen children, all bound there, completely unable to move, except for the constant tears in their eyes, their mouths could not make a sound, and they were all gagged with cloth.

In addition, in this pool of blood, there were several corpses floating, all of whom looked to be not very old, some teenagers and some young girls.

It is not an exaggeration to call the scene in front of you hell!

And in the middle of this blood pool, there is a middle-aged man, with his cloak soaked in it, absorbing the blood in this blood pool to improve himself.

There is no doubt that this middle-aged man is the ancestor of the Feng family, Feng Long!

"Brute!" Zhao Yu looked at the scene in front of him and knew that Feng Long was cultivating his magic skills!

Use this method to strengthen yourself, and then impact the cultivation of the spirit refining period. Feng Long's cultivation has always been stuck at the peak level of the body refining stage, and he has been looking for a way to break through, among which absorbing the essence blood of young girls is a big way.

But this method is purely a kind of magic skill, which hurts the heavens and is extremely cruel. With so much blood condensed, I don't know how many people have been killed!

When Zhao Yu appeared, he immediately made Feng Long, who was soaked in the blood pool, open his eyes, two red lights burst out, and after looking Zhao Yu up and down for a moment, his throat rolled, and he said coldly: "Yes, the cultivation at a young age is not low, and it looks like the physique is still different...... It just so happens that this ancestor lacks a little essence blood, so I'll use you to fill it!"

Feng Long completely ignored why Zhao Yu appeared here, for him, since he broke into here, it was a dead end!

Immediately, Feng Long stood up, his body was strong, and he had nothing to do with the so-called "old" word. However, the refining period was originally a refining body, and as a martial artist, Shou Yuan was originally much higher than ordinary people.

Feng Long was fifty or sixty years old, and he still looked about the same as twenty or thirty, with a strong body. The key is that on his body, there are still a few blood rays of light, which is obviously a very special physique.

The next moment, Feng Long jumped forward, turned into a red light and swept over here, the speed was amazing, and a blood-red demon god phantom appeared behind him, and the area above instantly turned red, as if it was dyed red by blood!

"Surrender to me!"

Feng Long stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and his powerful power turned into a blood-red big hand, and he grabbed it this way, wanting to directly capture Zhao Yu alive. Originally, the original intention was to capture alive, not kill.

If you kill it directly, it won't make any sense, you can't extract the essence blood little by little, so that he can absorb it.

The momentum at the peak of the refining period was fiercely suppressed from a high place, which suddenly made those who were arrested on the side lose their voices, and even forgot to cry. This kind of strong coercion, ordinary people feel very uncomfortable when they are slightly affected.

"It is worthy of being the peak cultivation of the body refining period, and the strength is quite strong!"

Zhao Yu snorted coldly, clenched the long sword in his hand, shook it violently, and rolled up a sword wind to stab at Feng Long's side.

"Heavenly Sky Sword Technique!"

He directly burst out with the strongest combat power, and even activated the Falcon bloodline, raising the power to the strongest! What he wanted was to do it to the extreme, so that the opponent couldn't react.

Feng Long wanted to capture him alive, but he didn't burst out too strong, at most about half of his strength, obviously underestimating his strength.

Perception cultivation is superior, generally speaking, when the breath is restrained, the perception will not be too accurate. Zhao Yu specially restrained his cultivation and reached the fifth or sixth layer of the body refining stage, so as to deceive Feng Long.

Sure enough, Feng Long didn't have the slightest suspicion, it was estimated that seeing that Zhao Yu was too young, and it was already quite good to be able to have a fifth or sixth level of cultivation in the body refining period.

Under this outburst, Zhao Yu was like inserting the wings of a giant eagle, and rushed forward at great speed, turning into an afterimage in the same place!

Almost instantly, he killed in front of Feng Long, and the sword in his hand was aimed at Feng Long's chest and stabbed without hesitation, if he wanted to kill, he had to kill with one blow!

The terrifying speed and sword light made Feng Long's eyes shrink, he never expected that Zhao Yu's cultivation would be so strong, especially this speed, which could even be compared to his own extreme level.

"Damn, it's hiding strength!"

Feng Long didn't have time to dodge, he originally wanted to grab Zhao Yu's palm, and quickly grabbed the sharp sword that stabbed over.

"Poof!"

The sword stabbed him in the chest, but it only stabbed a small area of the chest, and it couldn't go any further. The domineering power grabbed this sword to the death, so that Zhao Yu could not continue to push forward, but because Zhao Yu's attack was very domineering, together with Feng Long's whole person, he flew forward together, and after retreating for several meters in a row, Feng Long slapped the sword body violently, and the whole person flew upside down, leaving Zhao Yu's attack range.

At this time, there was an extra blood hole on Feng Long's chest, but it was not deep.

Feng Long's face was ugly, he stretched out his hand, and the blood in the blood pool quickly rushed over, and then he sucked it into his body, followed by the blood hole in his chest, and began to heal rapidly, with the help of this blood power, he could also quickly repair the wound, which was worthy of magic skills.

When Zhao Yu saw this situation, he felt that this magic skill was strange, and the speed of recovering the wound should not be much more than his own mortal body. It's just that the difference is that Feng Long needs to absorb blood to recover, while he doesn't.

"This Feng family ancestor is really not so easy to deal with. Zhao Yu's eyes narrowed, it seems that this battle is not so easy.