The "third uncle" slashed out several swords and pressed towards Feng Yu.

Feng Yu's back hurt, and he took several swords. The "third uncle" said sharply, "You can't escape." ”

He slashed at Feng Yu several times, but Feng Yu dodged him, and the monks next to him screamed miserably.

Feng Yu slapped back, he didn't expect that this third master was so ruthless, and he didn't even let go of his own people.

He fled to a crowded area instead. Because since others don't care about the life and death of those little friars. He continued to dig into the pile, but it was useless.

The "third uncle" slapped the ground violently, and Feng Yu's feet softened, and the ground collapsed. Countless monks were buried in an instant.

Feng Yu had no choice but to jump into the air, and the "third uncle" showed a cold smile.

Immediately after, countless treasures and weapons flew into the air. This is the rhythm to besiege the wind feather to death.

Wind Feather turned into a tornado and pushed outward, and Wind Feather's body was called a treasure, and hundreds of treasures were shattered.

Feng Yu glanced around, and the black pressure was full of monks. He looked at the white mountains in the distance.

With an eyebrow raised, he rushed in that direction with a tornado. A group of monks dispersed.

Seeing that Feng Yu tore a hole, under the leadership of the "Third Uncle", several monks of the Hedao Period rushed over.

The "Third Uncle" rushed to the front, and Feng Yu suddenly stopped and threw a handful of spirit talismans backwards.

He took it from Zheng Mengying.

A white line of ice stretched backwards, and the monks of the Merge Period were not in a hurry to dodge, and they were all frozen into popsicles.

The white line of ice spread in all directions, and everywhere it went, all the monks froze.

The monks stepped back. It didn't disappear until it exited the ice line hundreds of feet away.

This is equivalent to a blow from a Transformation Stage monk! Otherwise, it would never be so terrifying.

Seeing that the "third uncle" couldn't move, Feng Yu rushed over like the wind, and Wu Ji collapsed instantly.

The "third uncle" body exploded. As soon as he chased Feng Yu the fiercest, Feng Yu took advantage of his illness to kill him.

After killing the "third uncle", the monk next to him saw that the powerful force disappeared and surrounded him again.

Feng Yu interrupted the knife and swung forward, and the sword qi extended forward like a mirror.

A large group of monks was cut down, and a path was cleared in front of them.

Feng Yu turned into a swimming dragon and continued to fight forward, and for now, he couldn't stop. You can only keep killing.

But wherever the wind feather walks, it will be stained with blood, and there will be monks who will fall.

Feng Yu tore off a piece of clothing and tied the broken knife in his hand to prevent it from slipping.

A monk next to him shouted, "His Dao power is running out, everyone should attack him with Dao techniques!"

As soon as his words fell, a crescent-shaped sword qi cut off his head, and the surrounding monks trembled.

After Feng Yu opened and closed for a while, wisps of pale blue light flowed from the broken knife in his hand. Some light flowed into his body.

Feng Yuzhou's body was surging with qi, and his blood was swirling, like a demon god, slaughtering in the crowd.

Gradually, the monks retreated. An army as strong as tens of thousands of people was forced to retreat by one person and one sword!

The corners of Feng Yu's mouth were bleeding, and he looked up to the sky and roared, "Who dares to come forward to fight!"

The roar was like thunder, and several monks of the Conjunct Period looked at each other and shook their heads together.

At this time, Feng Yu has reached a wonderful state, the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes, and others cannot be cherry-edged.

Even if you are a monk in the conjunct period, you have to give way even if you are higher than a great realm.

Within a moment, tens of thousands of monks actually made way for him alone.

Zheng Mengying's mouth opened wide, if this Feng Yu did not die, he would definitely be a strong opponent of the Tai Phantom in the future.

"Ahh

"Come on, have a good fight!"

A loose cultivation of the Dao Conjunct period floated into the air, preparing to perform the Dao Method. But at this moment, Wind Feather had come to him like a ghost.

Click. The monk of the Harmony period was cut off by the waist.

Wind Feather stood high in the sky, and no one dared to provoke. It's an invincible gesture.

A few words of Dao sound sounded in his ears, "There is no need for thorough cultivation, no complicated Dao methods, no need for refined tricks, just an invincible heart, you can sweep the world." ”

Feng Yu came to his senses in an instant, and he also saw the current situation clearly.

When he was sober, his Dao power was instantly exhausted. Crumbling high in the sky.

Some of the monks seized the opportunity and rushed forward at once.

Boom! A gust of wind swept them away, and his black hair fluttered in the air, and in the blink of an eye, his momentum suddenly climbed several times.

This is the power of the demonic qi explosion, and this is the only way for Feng Yu to do so at this time.

Several monks in the Merge Period were afraid, and the young man in front of him now had the momentum of the Merge Period.

He couldn't take him in the late stage of Lingcheng just now, and now he is not his opponent.

Wind Feather's cold eyes swept over, and a group of monks avoided his gaze.

He didn't have a love war, even if he used the power of the demonic energy explosion to fight again, he wouldn't be able to kill all the tens of thousands of monks present.

In the night sky, there was only a dragon-like figure, and a legend for the ages.

Wind Feather kept a careful eye and deliberately fled some distance to the left as he fled to the white mountain range.

He knew that it wouldn't be long before more people would come after him.

He hid in a tree hole and took out the spirit stones and pearls.

If that group of monks had been bold enough to follow up just now, Feng Yu would have died now.

His dantian is dry now, and he has no spiritual power at all.

Half an hour later, Feng Yu's Dao power had recovered most of it. He looked at the white mountains.

He made a sudden U-turn and hurried back. Now that his actions just now have indicated that he is going to that mountain range.

Well, even if he goes now, what awaits him is an endless ambush.

If you want to wait, you can wait, anyway, I won't go there now. The breeze on the mountain is frozen, and it is so uncomfortable.

Wind Feather walked and stopped, thinking back to what had just happened in the battle.

It was so abnormal just now, he himself seemed to have entered a strange state, so that he could be invincible and kill everywhere.

"Invincible heart", this is the most shocking voice for him.

These four words have been mentioned by his father martial artist and uncle martial arts. But it's just a few words, not in-depth.

Feng Yu had a feeling that that invincible heart had a lot to do with the state of selflessness he had just entered.

He really wanted to get into that state again and have a good experience. However, no matter how much he tried, he couldn't feel that state.

Feng Yu shook his head, thinking to himself, if he could enter that state at any time. Wouldn't it be nice to be at home when you were fighting against the enemy.

But he just thought about it, that wonderful feeling, which can be met but not sought, experienced once.

Saving his life is already a great benefit.

He stopped in a dense forest and regained some of his spiritual power again.

He looked at his bloody wound and sighed. Fortunately, his physique was strong enough, otherwise these attacks alone would have killed him hundreds of times.

He lifted the Dao power seal of the wound, and then repaired the skin and bones.

In about two hours, he had finished healing. His body was as white as jade, and he didn't look like a wounded person at all.

Feng Yu changed his clothes, this time he didn't go to the town, but found a small village, and Yi Rong walked in.

This small village is called Baimu Village, and the village is sparsely populated, but the land is abundant.

He knocked on a wooden door, and a middle-aged woman came out and asked, "Young man, what is the matter with you coming to me?"

Feng Yu smiled, "Hello aunt, my name is Wu Xin, I am a casual cultivator, I got lost, and I want to stay here for a few days, is it okay?"

The middle-aged woman laughed, "Of course." I haven't been here in a long time. You just call me Aunt Hong. ”

Feng Yu followed her in, and a little girl looked at him, looking timid.

The middle-aged woman glanced at him and said, "Amu, the guest is here, go and pour a cup of tea for the guest." ”

The little girl immediately brought a pot of boiling water, and Feng Yu hurriedly took the kettle and said, "No, no, I'll do it myself." ”

The middle-aged woman said, "I see that you have just arrived, and you are hungry when you want to come, so I will go and cook you a meal." ”

Seeing that this small wooden house was very simple, Feng Yu knew that this family was living a hard life.

He didn't want to cause any more trouble to others, so he hurriedly said, "Aunt Hong, don't use it." ”

In the end, under Feng Yu's repeated requests, Aunt Hong did not cook.

In the process of chatting with her, Feng Yu learned that she was a widow and that her husband had died five years earlier. His daughter, Amu, is another mute.

In this small village, although the villagers take care of her, she is still very hard.

After chatting for a while, Aunt Hong said, "I'm going to do some farm work, young man, you can sit down first." ”

He turned to look at Amu and said, "Treat the guests well." ”

The little girl nodded at Wind Feather, and Wind Feather smiled.

After Aunt Hong left, Feng Yu looked at Amu and asked, "Where does your mother usually work?"

Amu pointed to the distance, Feng Yu glanced in which direction and walked out.

The cultivated land of this village is not far from the village, and Wind Feather has not walked a few steps to get there.

Aunt Hong was holding a hoe and digging hard into the ground.

Feng Yu walked over and said to Aunt Hong, "Aunt Hong, you can rest first." I'll dig it for you. ”

Aunt Hong took the hoe and smiled, "How did you get here?"

She continued, "I think you look a lot like a city guy, and you're used to that. ”

Feng Yu said, "You can rest for a while and let me have fun." ”

Aunt Hong saw that Feng Yu was so persistent, so she had to say, "You dig and dig first, stop when you are tired, and you must be flashed." ”

Wind Feather asked, "Just turn over the soil?"

Aunt Hong nodded and handed the hoe to Feng Yu, who did not take the hoe, but turned around and walked to the ground.

Aunt Hong laughed in the back, "Silly boy, how can you dig the ground without a hoe?"

But then, she was frightened by the scene in front of her.

A small tornado rose up from the ground and stirred back and forth in the field, less than a cup of tea.

The entire plot was renovated.

The villagers on the side were dumbfounded, is this a fairy?