Chapter 129: Fei'er's True Identity

Wu Feng made a big statement, saying that he wanted to take off the heads of Ao Xuan, the Dragon King of the South China Sea, and Yu Yingquan, the Holy King of Zhongyue, of course, he didn't really think that he could have this ability.

Even if he gambled his life, it was impossible for him to fight one against two in the realm of conquering the heavens. Even if you can take the offensive at first, once you are a little exhausted, you will turn into the meat of the opponent's chopping board.

After all, if a person wants to fight against two people at the same time, the consumption of power can be imagined.

But these words can at least deter them, and make the two think that Wu Feng has some powerful hole cards.

Wu Feng's real idea was to feign an attack, and then wait for an opportunity to enter the water and escape.

If you go to heaven, you can't escape, but if you are underwater, under the cover of the reef and aquatic plants, even if you take Su Lanjin, there is still a trace of vitality.

Luozhou recognized him as the master and was under his control. When he feinted against Ao Xuan and Yu Yingquan and then retreated, he could control the screw boat to explode and buy him time to dive into the water.

This is where the only hope lies.

Of course, even if the escape is successful, the princess of the Yu clan will fall into the hands of Ao Xuan and Yu Yingquan. The two who failed to catch Wu Feng and Su Lanjin would definitely inflict terrible torture on the princess of the Yu clan to vent their anger.

But Wu Feng can't care about that much.

Although the princess of the Yu clan is a poor woman, Wu Feng has no feelings for her, and when measured, it is far less important than her sister Su Lanjin.

In a life-or-death moment, something must be abandoned.

The more you feint, the more you have to show indomitable and fight to the death.

Wu Feng used the power of his martial soul with all his might, and his whole body was shrouded in golden light, as if he was in the scorching sun, turning into the most shining golden sun.

Ao Xuan and Yu Yingquan's field both deliberately suppressed him, but Wu Feng also countered with his own field, broke through the block, and moved forward bravely with infinite determination.

The crimson sword danced wildly, like a long-roaring Vermilion Bird, hitting the dragon ball spit out of the mouth of Ao Xuan, the Dragon King of the South China Sea.

The fierce killing intent made Ao Xuan faintly stunned!

Yu Yingquan's eyes lit up, and he sacrificed a piece of divine ice, and suddenly an ice waterfall fell down, like a snow-capped mountain disintegrating, a sea of ice flowing, and the power of the cold offset the heat of Wu Feng's sword momentum.

The pinching attack between the two made Wu Feng immediately feel a heavy pressure, he was holding Su Lanjin in his left hand, but he couldn't actually play it with all his strength, and he had to worry about the enemy attacking Su Lanjin's body.

But no matter how hard it is, you have to fight for at least a few rounds before you can get away. In this way, Ao Xuan and Yu Yingquan were surprised.

Wu Feng screamed, the sword was like a broken dragon, a style of "stars flying outside the sky", sharp and forward, rushing left and right, and the sharp light passed, as if he was about to cut down the long stars in the universe.

The star power stored in Wu Feng's body erupted with the sword rays, and a sword broke through the air, as if the entire starry sky was condensed on the sword shadow, and suddenly spread.

Not only is the attack power strong, but it also has the effect of disturbing the enemy.

This move "Flying Beyond the Stars" does not rely on the natural blazing heat of the Chixiao Sword, but attacks the enemy with star power, and is not restrained by Yu Yingquan's divine ice.

Although Wu Feng had just broken through to the realm of conquering the heavens, after all, his martial soul was strong, and now he was not afraid of death, and he split with a sword, which was extremely majestic, making Ao Xuan, the Dragon King of the South China Sea, and Yu Yingquan, the Holy King of Zhongyue, both stunned.

But it is also extremely short-lived, just a sword, of course, it will not be able to paralyze the two masters of the heavens.

Wu Feng was thinking about the enemy's next move, when he suddenly felt another breath approaching.

He couldn't help but feel a faint horror in his heart.

Ao Xuan and Yu Yingquan alone seem to be unable to deal with it, if there are still enemies......

After thinking about it, Ao Xuan and Yu Yingquan would not have helpers, if there were, they should appear with them, and it would not take a while to come over.

If it is someone else, even if it is an enemy, such as a sea bandit such as a shark bandit, there is hope that they can use it, and it may be an opportunity to escape.

In an instant, Wu Feng's hand did not slow down, and the sword qi like a nebula swept through, wanting to annihilate Ao Xuan, the Dragon King of the South China Sea, and Yu Yingquan, the Holy King of Zhongyue.

At this time, several shadows had already appeared behind Ao Xuan and Yu Yingquan.

They were fighting with Wu Feng, probably because they were too eager to capture Wu Feng and Su Lanjin, and they didn't even notice it!

Wu Feng was overjoyed in his heart, knowing that Ao Xuan and Yu Yingquan were going to be unlucky.

If it weren't for their enemies, how could they choose to sneak up on them from behind?

Those figures were originally just dark shadows, but they suddenly swelled up in an instant, turning into a giant man with a height of about one zhang, wearing a yellow scarf on his head, his face was like a heavy jujube, his beard was like soap velvet, his muscles were knotted, the sun was shining on his head, and there were golden auspicious clouds under his feet!

The angry fist broke through the wind, and several fists the size of a hammer smashed into the back of Yu Yingquan, the Holy King of Zhongyue, at the same time.

Yu Yingquan was completely defenseless, let out a terrible scream, and was beaten and flew up from the sea, blood spurting wildly.

He turned his head, gritted his teeth, and said, "Yang Huang'er...... You ......"

Wu Feng was also shocked.

This is Phil's Yellow Turban Lux.

Then Yang Huang'er is Fei'er's real name, and there is no doubt about it.

It turns out that she and Yu Yingquan actually know each other?

A few yellow turban wrestlers didn't stop, and smashed down with their fists.

The cultivator's flesh was fragile, long in attack and short in defense, and after being hit by a round of slams, he was beaten to a human shape in an instant, and blood, bone fragments, and internal organ fragments splattered, staining the vast sea red.

Before, Yu Yingquan only thought about dealing with Wu Feng, so he was hit hard by Fei'er's sneak attack, and the opportunity was lost, so in a snap of his fingers, he was smashed into a meatloaf by a few yellow turban wrestlers.

As he lay dying, he tried his best to turn his head back, his eyes unfathomable with resentment, as if he wanted to tear the sky and the sea apart.

Ao Xuan, the Dragon King of the South China Sea, noticed that the situation had changed drastically, and his eyes turned to Fei'er, who appeared on the sea behind him, revealing an expression of disbelief.

"Yang Huang'er, you...... What do you do?"

Fei'er didn't answer, but sacrificed his sword and stabbed towards Ao Xuan, like lightning.

However, Wu Feng also discovered the weakness of cultivating the summoning system.

The Yellow Turban Lux is certainly powerful, but after they killed Yu Yingquan, the Holy King of Zhongyue, they actually stopped, proving that their explosive power is limited, and after forcibly exploding, they will freeze like wooden puppets.

However, Fei'er's own combat power does not seem to be strong, she is already a master of conquering the sky, and the combat power embodied by the flying sword is only about equivalent to the Zhenye Eight Heavens.

However, how could Wu Feng miss such an opportunity?

He straightened his sword up, and his sword aura was agitated, forcing Ao Xuan, the Dragon King of the South China Sea, to be completely speechless.

The original one against two has become two against one.

Fei'er's flying sword is very small and exquisite, with orange light and a beautiful look.

The pleasing sword light was so sharp that it pierced through Ao Xuan's vest and pierced Ao Xuan's heart.

The orange light flowed, and in an instant, Ao Xuan's blood was shrouded in the same color, and his face also floated with an orange luster.

Blood oozed from his back, also tinged a hint of orange.

In Ao Xuan's screams, the flying sword Huo Ran pulled out, and spun in the air, cutting off Ao Xuan's head.

In this process, Fei'er behaved very naturally, her movements were extremely sharp, but her expression was very calm.

Ao Xuan's head fell into the water, blood splattered from the cavity, and his eyes were the same as Yu Yingquan's, with incomparable resentment and regret.

Instead of avenging a friend, he was killed by someone he knew, of course.

After killing Ao Xuan, the Dragon King of the South China Sea, and Yu Yingquan, the Holy King of Zhongyue, with lightning speed, Fei'er sighed lightly and stood on the sea under the golden sun like a Lingbo fairy.

Wu Feng looked at Fei'er and smiled: "It turns out that Miss Fei'er is actually the daughter of the wise ghost of Donghai Dao. ”

Fei'er let out a sigh: "Although I know these two people, they are not my retainers after all, and in order to fulfill the righteousness of Brother Wu's friends, I have to kill them." ”

Her title for Wu Feng has changed from Brother Tian to Brother Wu.

"I really didn't expect that you two brothers and sisters turned out to be the heirs of the Divine Hall and Her Royal Highness the Princess. ”

It seems that what Ao Xuan and Yu Yingquan said to Wu Feng and Su Chaojin was also clearly heard by Fei'er from a distance.

When Su Lanjin heard that Fei'er turned out to be a person from Shenxiao Dao, she couldn't help but feel at a loss for a while.

Wu Feng looked like he had expected it.

Fei'er's identity, in fact, he had vaguely guessed before.

Tokaido Zhi Ghost is the nickname of her father, Yang Bo Fu.

Yang Bofu, the word is long, the head of the Lijiang Sword School, the lord of the Pelican Palace, and the important minister of Shenxiao Dao, known as "a generation of wise men with excellent water and land".

The Lijiang Sword School originated from the Li River at the junction of Jingzhou and Jiaozhou, and was named after it, and has always been engaged in maritime trade for profit, and also has a certain influence in the East China Sea.

When Long Zhanye revitalized Shenxiao, the Lijiang Sword Sect was appeased by Long Zhanye and was reused, responsible for trade with the East China Sea, and helped Long Zhanye train Dongting sailors, and had several meritorious achievements.

Later, Li Qingheng, the British lord of Sanhe, died, and Long Zhanye went north to seize the Jingmen area, and even sealed a large territory around the most fertile Pelican Palace City in Jingmen to the Lijiang Sword Faction, so that the Lijiang Sword Sect was responsible for monitoring Sanhe, and made a marriage contract for his young daughter and Yang Bofu's son Yang Hu'er.

The Lijiang Yang family is not like the Wuling Gu family, they have been important ministers for generations, and soon after joining, they were so reused, and the depth of grace is needless to say.

And the so-called Shenxiao Three Military Divisions, according to the information that Wu Feng knows, in addition to Long Aotian's master Xuezhai Zen Master, and the master of Jing Yi Valley, Chioni Jing Naomori, the other person is Yang Bofu, who is known as the wise ghost of Tokaido.

And Yang Bofu's beloved daughter Yang Huang'er is as famous as Long Zhanye's niece Feng Shushuang, collectively known as Jingzhou Phoenix, both have the name of beauty, and they are all characters on the Fanghua spectrum.

Fei'er is obviously from the mainland, but in the East China Sea, she can be exquisite in all directions, as if she can do anything, at that time, Wu Feng was suspicious of the Lijiang Sword Sect, which had a close relationship with the East China Sea, but now it is really confirmed.

So Wu Feng also felt a little surprised that Fei'er killed Ao Xuan and Yu Yingquan so decisively.

Fei'er's expression was a little gloomy.

"Uncle Lin Han has always treated me well, and he is a close friend of my father. ”

"However, on the battlefield, the sword has no eyes, and it is no wonder that Brother Wu. A friend's friend is not a friend, Ao Xuan and Yu Yingquan are not Shenxiao's courtiers, nor are they Huang'er's colleagues, since they want to attack Brother Wu and Miss Su, I have to be ruthless and kill them. ”

"But since we are people from the opposing camp, the next time we meet, it may be a battlefield of blood and fire, when life and death are fighting, each for its own master, and there is no room to be left behind. ”

Su Lanjin also said a little wistfully: "Sister Fei'er......"

Wu Feng is very carefree: "Friends are friends, business is business, and I will not be like Lin Han who abolishes his public affairs for personal gain." ”

He laughed again: "It's just that if I die at the hands of Miss Huang'er one day, I just hope that the girl will wash my head and return it." ”

Su Lanjin hurriedly said: "Brother, don't say such unlucky words!"

Fei'er's lips moved, as if she didn't know what to say, and a faint mist appeared in her eyes.

After a while, she arched her hand and said: "The green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, Brother Wu and Miss Su, please cherish it more in the future." “

Wu Feng laughed: "Okay! The green mountains do not change, and the green water flows forever." If we don't meet on the battlefield in the future, I will be cautious and invite the Phoenix girl to get drunk together. ”

"It's a deal. Fei'er wiped her eyes, but she regained her spirit, let out a laugh like a silver bell again, and stretched out her palm to swear to high-five Wu Feng.

The palms struck each other, and the sound was crisp, stirring between the sea and the sky.