In the ancestral hall of the Mobei Feng family, an old man with white hair was sitting peacefully, but he suddenly felt uneasy, feeling that something big had happened, and he couldn't calm down, so he slowly opened his eyes, one eye was bright and sharp, but when he looked at the other, only the empty one was left, and that eye had been destroyed, and there was still some pain when he blinked, and he didn't know whether it came from the body or the mind.

Click.

A slight sound came, the one-eyed old man cultivated extremely strongly, but the small movement could not hide his ears, following the sound, on a wide stone table was full of green spars, from the spar emitted a soft glow, faintly visible that each piece of spar was engraved with words, if there is a clear-eyed person here, it will be immediately recognized, because the names engraved on it are the names of the Feng family, Feng Huang, Feng Ziyang, and Feng Yanzhang are also impressively listed.

This is an extremely rare soul jade, which can extract a trace of soul from the Feng family's descendants and store it in it, so that you can sense whether the Feng family's descendants are safe through the jade.

Now, the voice came from the soul jade with the words Feng Ziyang written on it, and the jade shook slightly, and then faintly visible tiny cracks spread sharply in all directions like spider webs.

Bite.

Soon, with a soft sound, the soul jade that represented the wind purple sun shattered directly, turning into crystal starlight and scattering from the sky.

The jade is destroyed, and the people are killed!

Feng Ziyang is dead!

The one-eyed old man couldn't believe it, Ziyang was dead?

Ziyang is actually dead?!

"Ahh The roar soared into the sky, and the coercion made people tremble.

Far away is a nameless place in the Southern Wilderness a million miles away.

After a great battle, the surrounding area was flattened, the bare loess was scorched, and the ashes rose into the air after the breeze blew.

The eyes are full of devastation, and the sorrow is desolate.

In the center of the battlefield are two figures, Lin Yu and Feng Ziyang.

Tick.

In the extremely quiet battlefield, the sound of blood ticking was particularly clear, Lin Yu's purple thunder sword was gone, his left hand trembled, and blood was pouring out, but at this time, Lin Yu still maintained the posture of stabbing out with a sword, because his red flame sword pierced Feng Ziyang's chest.

One move to fight, the winner has been divided.

Lin Yu was seriously injured, and Feng Ziyang died.

Lin Yu won miserably!

Feng Ziyang also maintained the posture of punching, but his right hand was completely gone, because the Furious Fire Fist was broken by Lin Yu's sword, and then his arm was crushed, and he barely felt any pain, Lin Yu's Chiyan Sword had pierced the heart, his body was cold, and his consciousness was gradually blurred, Feng Ziyang felt very tired, but he didn't close his eyes but stared at Lin Yu deadly, his eyes were deep hatred deep in the bone marrow, he didn't believe it, he was unwilling.

He actually wants to die at the hands of Lin Yu, a waste man!

Why?

Why?

"Why?!" Feng Ziyang hissed with the last bit of strength, how could Lin Yu, who was a nine-fold Xuan Rank Nine-Fold, have an explosive power comparable to his own Rank Five-fold Level, what link is there going wrong? Or is everything I am experiencing now an illusion?

But where is such a real illusion?

"You still don't understand why? Lin Yu showed a mocking smile, and when he pulled out the Chiyan Sword, he brought a ray of blood light, and Feng Ziyang's figure fell directly without support, and his consciousness was gradually swallowed up by the darkness.

When a person is dying, everything that happened before will be very clear in front of him.

Lin Yu had regretted their choice twice, the first time, the black-clothed man on the ground level was still alive, and the three of them had an absolute advantage, if they swarmed up, Lin Yu would die! But they underestimated Lin Yu and let the black-clothed man go up first, and as a result, the dignified ground level was actually suppressed by Lin Yu to death, and he couldn't even set off the slightest turmoil.

The second time was after the death of the man in black, there were still two of them left, and the strength of their cousins was not weak, if it weren't for the so-called face, the cousins joined forces, the situation would definitely not be like this.

What the hell do I think? The situation of winning has been made like this, hehe, it is indeed extremely pitiful. Feng Ziyang laughed miserably, and he was completely unconscious and had died.

The poor man must have something to hate, a sword stabbed to death Feng Ziyang, Lin Yu did not have any psychological burden, and a phantom shadow fell from the sky.

"Cousin. ”

Listening to this heart-rending howl, Lin Yu didn't have to think about it to know that it was Feng Yanzhang's goods, and when he looked at it, Feng Yanzhang also happened to look over, the two of them collided in mid-air, but the meaning was completely different, Lin Yu was indifferent with pity, but Feng Yanzhang was already a killing intent and hatred that could not be concealed, biting his lower lip and biting out blood, like a beast that chose to devour.

"Want to kill me?" Lin Yu asked lightly, shaking his heavily injured left hand slightly, and sighed softly, it seems that he can't hold the sword for the time being, but his right hand is fine, and the Chiyan sword is still there, Lin Yu's heart is a little calm, and he looks at it intently, he is waiting for Feng Yanzhang to kill. But after waiting for a long time, Feng Yanzhang still glared at him viciously in place.

"Why? don't dare?" Lin Yu asked disdainfully.

Indeed, Feng Yanzhang really didn't dare, the scene was still echoing in his mind, I don't know what Lin Yu did, at that moment, his strength actually skyrocketed several times, and the power that could crush everything plus the extremely powerful sword skills directly broke through the Furious Fire Fist, and a battle that he thought he would win actually ended in such a way, Feng Ziyang died, died in the hands of Lin Yu for no reason, Feng Yanzhang was angry in his heart, but he could still save the last trace of reason.

Although Lin Yu seems to be seriously injured now, he knows that even this state is definitely not an opponent that he can match.

Staying in the green mountains, not afraid of no firewood, Feng Yanzhang is only thinking about how to escape from Lin Yu's hands, and then return to Mobei Feng's house to move to the rescue soldiers to take revenge, but in the face of Lin Yu, can he run away? Although he doesn't want to admit it, the chance is really small.

"It's a shame. Lin Yu said with great disdain, no longer paying attention to Feng Yanzhang, but turned to find Lu Lingmeng, as soon as he turned around, Feng Yanzhang immediately took advantage of this gap to hold Feng Ziyang's corpse and fled in a hurry, not even daring to let go of cruel words, this kid seems to be really afraid.

Lin Yu didn't care, if Feng Yanzhang didn't rush up to find death by himself, Lin Yu didn't want to kill him quickly, after all, what happened here he still wanted to convey to some people in Mobei through this guy's mouth.

Don't act rashly!

This is the news that Lin Yu wants to convey to the Feng family, this task he thinks Feng Yanzhang will definitely complete it well, wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, Lin Yu's face flushed, but forcibly suppressed it, and found Lu Lingmeng not far away, this little girl, the outside was so broken that she was still sleeping peacefully.

Lin Yu was a little helpless, retrieved the Purple Thunder Sword that had been knocked away from the ruins, and then carried Lu Lingmeng on his back and left this place of right and wrong!