"Boom, boom, boom!"

In the meeting hall, Feng Yi and Feng Qingyang's fists kept colliding, like two fighting machines, constantly bombarding each other in the void. The innate true qi exploded between the fists and feet of the two, shaking the entire council hall with bursts of trembling, as if it might collapse and collapse at any time, and the terrifying sound waves were like waves, sending out wave after wave.

Relying on Feng Rebellion's poisoning, unable to do his best, Feng Qingyang opened and closed without scruples, and every punch used ten successes, in a vain attempt to make Feng Rebellion powerless to continue to suppress the "Breaking Gong San" medicinal power. However, when the two of them met more than 100 moves, Feng Qingyang was surprised to find that the other party did not show any difficulty, and was still so tepid to attack him, and the strength between his fists and feet was not weakened in the slightest.

"Peng!"

After fighting for more than ten rounds again, Feng Wei suddenly punched, and at the same time, he retreated more than ten zhang with the help of his strength, and his momentum was tightly locked on the wind to prevent the other party from pursuing.

From the round of confrontation just now, Feng Wei has basically understood his own combat effectiveness. It was roughly the same as Leng Yun, the sect leader of the Shadow Demon Sect who had fought with him, and was slightly inferior to Feng Qingyang. This is also no way, after all, it has only been less than five years since Feng Yi came to this world, and it is already a great miracle that he has grown to the point of being able to compete with Feng Qingyang, an "old antique" who has stepped into the realm of a grandmaster for decades, in less than five years. In the end, he is still too young, whether it is experience, experience, or comprehension of martial arts, it takes time to polish slowly, and it is by no means something that can be mastered overnight.

"Can't hold it anymore?"

Seeing that Feng Rebellion took the initiative to retreat, Feng Qingyang did not pursue, but just stood in place for a long time, with a cold smile in the corner of his eyes: "Now you still have two chances to choose, either submit to my Gale Empire, or die, the one who knows the times is Junjie, if I were you, I would never choose the latter." ”

"No, you're wrong!"

Feng Wei looked at Feng Qingyang expressionlessly: "I have a third choice, that is, to kill all of you here!"

At this moment, Feng Yi's goal of testing his strength has basically been achieved, but he did not immediately switch his identity as a military general, and killed Feng Qingyang and others in one fell swoop.

Because the "Seven Killing Techniques" and the "Seven Killing Techniques" could not fit perfectly, in the past two years, he created his own martial arts - "Instant Killing" through his own penance, exploration and some guidance from Fang Daoling. Although this move "Instant Kill" is only in the grass creation stage and has not fully matured, but because it is a self-created martial art, it is naturally not said that it is compatible with the exercises, and the lethality is also much stronger than the innate level of the "Seven Kills Combat Technique", he has absolute confidence, this move "Instant Kill" will not be worse than any martial art on the Tianwu Continent. However, the power of this self-created martial art has not yet been verified, so he needs Feng Qingyang, an excellent test subject, to do a test.

"Stubborn!"

Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, and the cold light in his eyes was even stronger: "Well, since you still don't give up, then I will take you first." "Compared to killing the rebel, he naturally wants to recruit the other party to surrender, after all, if he is assisted by the strongest person in the world, he wants to destroy the Great Qin Empire, and the goal of dominating the world can be easily achieved. "Those who have to be rebelled win the world", this is the current value of the rebellion, and it is precisely because of this that Feng Qingyang must bring the rebellion under its banner. However, if it is really impossible to do anything, he can only erase the other party from this world, otherwise, as long as there is a rebellion, the Gale Empire will never have any hope of recovering the country.

"Then you can give it a try!"

Feng Rui's eyes narrowed, and in his dark eyes, a touch of coldness suddenly swelled up.

In the next moment, Feng Yi's body suddenly moved, his body turned into a faint purple light, like an illusion of gliding, the speed was so fast that it was completely impossible to capture with sight, less than a thousandth of a breath, it had already come to three zhang away in front of Feng Qingyang, a murderous and vicious fist, punching towards Feng Qingyang's chest.

"Instant kill!"

A punch was struck, and everywhere it passed, it was calm, neither incomparable power, nor stirring up the surrounding heaven and earth vitality, but it was such a seemingly unwavering punch, but there was an unimaginable horror and killing machine hidden in it. Only Feng Qingyang, who is a party concerned, can feel how terrible this trick is.

"Drink, punch the sky!"

The pupils continued to shrink, the alarm bell in his heart rang loudly, the wind cleared and roared, and he frantically transported the true yuan of his whole body, and blasted out the strongest trick he could play.

"Boom!"

The fist that is enough to shatter a mountain and blow up a lake is bombarded with the fist of the rebellion. With an indescribable bang, a huge force rose into the sky, and the entire conference hall instantly collapsed and collapsed. The terrifying energy swept out in all directions frantically, and the place where the two clashed was the center, within a radius of hundreds of zhang, and the dust and smoke billowed into the sky.

After a long time, the dust and smoke and the fierce force finally slowly dissipated. Everyone eagerly cast their eyes on the middle of the collapsed chamber to see what would happen to such a terrible fight.

And under this look, Feng Wuwu and the others breathed a sigh of relief gently. I saw that the two figures in the ruins stood more than ten zhang apart, one of them looked as usual, breathing calmly, although the clothes on his body were slightly damaged, but he did not see the slightest injury, this person was the emperor of the Gale Empire, Feng Qingyang, and the Feng Rebellion who was standing opposite him, his sideburns were scattered, his face was slightly pale, and there were traces of blood at the corners of his mouth, and he knew that he was injured at a glance.

Obviously, this round of fierce confrontations was once again dominated by the wind and the clear wind.

"It seems that my own strength has not really stood at the peak of this world. Feeling the faintly churning qi and blood in his body, Feng Wei sighed secretly. I thought that I was already fledgling and would no longer have to rely on the help of the game space in the future, but now it seems that there is still a long way to go before I can completely get rid of the "shackles" of the game space.

"How's that? It's too late for you to change your mind now!" On the other side, Feng Qingyang looked at Feng Yi with a proud expression, with a victorious attitude.

"Change your mind? No!"

Feng Yi shook his head gently, looked at Feng Qingyang with an indifferent look, and said lightly: "There is no need for this, because, the game is over!" After speaking, his right hand stretched out, and a dark golden halberd with cold light appeared in his hand out of thin air. The purpose of testing his strength has been achieved, and now he naturally has no need to follow the trend and "play" with Qingyang, this farce should be over.

Looking at the halberd in Feng Yi's hand, Feng Qingyang instinctively felt a strong uneasiness spreading from the bottom of his heart, but before he could react, the breath of death had already come.

"Special move - Streak!"

A halberd came out, 10,000 cold stars appeared, and the overwhelming halberd light shrouded one side like a dark cloud, not only the wind was clear, but even Feng Wuwu and others standing in the distance, including Feng Liangzong, were within the coverage of the halberd.

In the next moment, the cold light converged and disappeared without a trace. And Feng Qingyang and the others also lost their lives under the halberd without the slightest suspense, and there was no survivor.

This is the strength of the legendary general, even if Feng Qingyang has reached the peak of the grandmaster level, and he is only one step away from entering the legendary transcendent realm, but he still can't stop a single move, and he is directly killed before even the idea of dodging arises.

It is also sad to say, with the strength of the peak of the Feng Qingyang Grandmaster level and the emperor's mind, if he can endure it for a few more years or wait for the rebellion to leave the Tianwu Continent before reappearing, there may be a possibility of restoring the Gale Empire. However, he provoked the rebellion at this time, thus ruining the last trace of hope and bloodline of the Gale Empire. I have to say that this is fate, and it is destined that the Gale Empire will be completely destroyed in the hands of the rebels. Of course, for the Great Qin Empire and Qin Zhengyang, the fall of Feng Qingyang and others was a great thing, and the rebellion invisibly helped Qin Zhengyang and the Great Qin Empire solve a big trouble.

"Oh my God, patriarch......"

"Patriarch, patriarch, he's dead......"

......

Seeing Feng Liangzong's death, many members of the Feng family who were attracted by the huge movement on this side of the meeting hall burst into a burst of grief that called for heaven and earth. Especially Feng Liangzong's sons Feng Zhengying and Feng Xingyun were even more crazy and rushed forward, hugging Feng Liangzong's corpse and beating their chests and wailing, crying bitterly.

However, looking at this scene, Feng Rebell's expression was not half moved. From the moment Feng Liangzong cooperated with Feng Qingyang and others to poison and plot against Feng Rebellion, he was already a dead man in Feng Rebellion's eyes, even if he was the patriarch of the Feng family, even if he had almost the same blood flowing in his body as Feng Rebellion, he could not be exempted from the death penalty, and no one could not pay any price after assassinating Feng Rebellion.

Moreover, with the character of Feng Liangzong, killing only Feng Liangzong alone is already considered extraordinarily benevolent, not to mention anything else, just colluding with the remnants of the Gale Empire to assassinate the Taishi of the Dynasty is a big crime of the Nine Clans, even if Feng Rebellion does not do it, the Feng family will be destroyed by the Great Qin Court. If it weren't for the Feng family here, none of these people present would be able to live, but unfortunately, he still couldn't do it after all, because he knew that his father Feng Lie definitely didn't want to see the Feng family perish under Jiuquan, and he didn't care what others thought, but he had to care about Feng Lie's wishes.

After a while, Feng Yi silently withdrew the halberd in his hand, turned his body, and left without hesitation, leaving only a group of Feng family members who were still immersed in the great grief of the patriarch's death, whining and mourning......