Penglai Wonderland, among the Wind Clan, Feng Xiyu and the six patriarchs of each clan stood on the edge of the cliff on the periphery of the Wind Clan, looking at the scene where the figures below were surging like a tide.

"The Ji family actually came out to besiege our Feng Clan in this operation! Aren't they afraid that the Ji family will be attacked by the people of the Jiang clan at this time?" Behind Feng Xiyu and the others, Xue Chi Lin Qi and other young masters of the six vassal clans were all standing.

And Xue Chi couldn't help but speak after seeing this scene.

The mood of everyone was also very heavy at this time, the Ji family poured out, and the monstrous momentum brought by tens of thousands of strong people was enough, even if those people were still at the foot of the mountain, they could still feel the shock coming from below.

At this time, the people of the Ji family had already assembled at the foot of the mountain, and Ji Hua was also the son of Ji Chen at this time, standing at the forefront to give orders.

After all, he doesn't have the strength of Ji Chen Ji Yuan, so he can naturally appear in the world at will.

"Today! The army of the Ji family is gathered here! We have only one purpose! That is to exterminate the Wind Clan!"

"This is the first step in the success of our Ji family's great cause! Therefore, we can only win and not lose in this battle! Our number is several times that of theirs! And we don't have any worries!"

"And after the success of the Ji family's great cause, all of you will definitely be rewarded!" Ji Hualang raised his voice, and after the voice fell, the green blade in his hand came out of the sheath and pointed straight at the sky.

"The patriarchs of all clans are the leader! Surround the Wind Clan's mountain! Encircle it! Go up the mountain! Extinguish the wind!"

Immediately after, he let out another roar.

Countless strong people soared into the air and densely packed, looking down from the top of the mountain, it was like a million birds flying together, a large area of black pressure.

After seeing this scene, the corners of Ji Hua's mouth raised a sneer slightly, and he muttered two words: "Interesting." ”

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"Patriarch, tens of thousands of Ji family powerhouses have surrounded our Feng Clan, and the Young Master of the Wind is now leading people and horses around to meet the enemy, but there are too many enemies. "A Feng Clan disciple also came to report immediately after the Ji family's powerhouse attacked.

Feng Xiyu frowned, at this time, above the sky above her head, the Ji family and the Feng Clan disciples were already fighting together.

When she watched the strong birds on both sides fall from the air one after another like broken wings, her heart was also very uncomfortable.

But now she can't make a move, because with her strength, once she makes a move, although tens of thousands of horses will definitely be defeated because of her appearance.

However, Ji Chen will also have an excuse to make a move.

At this time, the sound of the piano around the Wind Clan resounded in the sky, and every Feng Clan disciple was arranged in an orderly manner, one team of pianos disturbed the enemy, and the other team of men and horses went to fight with swords.

However, there are too many enemies, and now the total number of people gathered in the Wind Clan, including the six major vassal clans, is only more than half of the Ji family's attackers.

Therefore, although the sound of the qin has a great interference with the strong people of the Ji family, in the face of the situation of one enemy and two or more enemies, signs of defeat are also slowly emerging.

However, after an hour of fighting, corpses were scattered everywhere on the Wind Clan's mountain, blood stains were almost everywhere, and the stumps and severed skulls were like purgatory on earth.

These corpses have enemies and wind-people.

Feng Xiyu looked at the Feng Clan disciples who were still swaying their blood in the sky, and the unbearability and self-blame in her heart surged into her heart.

"It's the patriarch who is incompetent, so I can only let you protect the Wind Clan for me. She couldn't help but have some tears at this time, after all, she usually treated the Feng Clan disciples as if they were her own juniors.

Now there is nothing they can do to stop their sacrifice, which makes the heart of this woman who is already old age a little unbearable.

Feng Qingrou was standing beside Feng Xiyu at this time, and opened her mouth to comfort: "Master, you are also thinking about the entire Feng Clan, and it is the Ji family that is wrong and not you. ”

Feng Xiyu looked over, Feng Qingrou also flashed a trace of sadness in her heart after seeing the tears in the former's eyes, and then she suppressed this sadness and said: "The master can't make a move, Qingrou will take action for the master as a disciple, and we will definitely be able to repel these Ji family thieves." ”

After Feng Xiyu heard this, he reached out and gently touched Feng Qing's soft and beautiful face, and said softly: "I have never regarded you as my disciple all along, and you have always been my daughter in my heart. ”

"This Wind Clan catastrophe, if you survive the position of the next patriarch, you will definitely take the position, if you can't get through..."

said: "If you can't cross it, I will fight to keep you cool." ”

Feng Qingrou immediately shook her head and said, "Master, we will definitely be able to get through!"

After finishing speaking, a touching smile appeared on Feng Qingrou's face and continued: "Master, you haven't seen a disciple make a move since I broke through, so let the master evaluate the disciple's strength this time." ”

Feng Xiyu nodded slightly, for the power that changed due to the change in the way in her heart after Feng Qingrou's strength broke through, she had only heard Feng Qingrou's words say, but she had never seen it with her own eyes.

It's not that Feng Qingrou doesn't want Feng Xiyu to see it, but that the former has some pimples in his heart after all, after all, the contrast between before and after is too big, she doesn't care about the opinions of outsiders, but she cares about the opinions of Feng Xiyu and her master.

She has been reading countless books of the Wind Clan since she was a child, but now her Taoism can be said to be almost contrary to the description of these books.

In addition, Feng Xiyu has always been in charge of the Feng Clan and never goes out, and the only place where Feng Qingrou has a chance to shoot is the outside world, which also leads to the fact that Feng Xiyu has never seen Feng Qingrou make a move.

And now, the catastrophe is coming, and Feng Qingrou has also put down the entanglement in her heart.

After getting Feng Xiyu's approval, Feng Qing's gentle body slowly rose into the air, sat down calmly in the air, and a guqin appeared in front of her.

The thousands of people fighting frantically in the sky fell into a trance almost at the same moment when they heard the first tone she plucked.

Especially the people of the Ji family, when the Feng people came to their senses, they still looked at Feng Qingrou with some distraction.

At this time, the wind Qing's soft body was like a flame half rising from the endless pink mist, and then a woman who was seven or eight points similar to her had a phantom look in her eyes, like a poppy blooming, and people couldn't extricate themselves from it.

Between the gestures, the faintly looming skin like mutton fat white jade is even more difficult to take off your eyes.

"It's... "Feng Xiyu was also surprised when she looked at this scene at this time, because the tone plucked by Feng Qingrou sounded to her almost ninety percent similar to the Fuxi Divine Comedy.

But there's still a slight difference.

"Could it be that when the ancestor of Moyan led Qingrou out to cultivate for a month, was it this kind of Taoism that he comprehended?"

"It's incredible to convert the Fuxi Divine Song and the Four Elephants' True Body into other ways that belong to Qingrou herself. ”

Although at this time, the Dao method displayed by Feng Qingrou was contrary to the original Fuxi Divine Comedy, but Feng Xiyu did not have any displeasure because of this.

Because Mo Yan's current identity is the ancestor of the Feng Clan, how could she feel that something was wrong with the Dao method that Mo Yan had personally trained.

At this time, when the Feng Clan disciples saw this scene, they also looked back at Feng Qingrou, and after seeing the phantom that was touching with a smile at a glance, they lost their minds for a while.

At this time, the soft voice of the wind sounded in their ears.

"Suddenly, look straight at the enemy, and concentrate on the enemy. ”

Her voice was like thunder in the ears of the Wind Clan disciples at this time, instantly sobering them up.

"Yes!"

At this time, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: "The lust fairy of my Wind Clan is really extraordinary. ”

In the nearly half a year since Feng Qingrou's breakthrough, she has shot again and again, which has also made her spread the four-character title of erotic fairy in Penglai.

A song that touches people's hearts, makes people sink and find it difficult to extricate themselves, and they fall in love with others.

Nowadays, Feng Qingrou does not have any powerful means of attack, only this disturbing music, or charming, or forgetful.

And according to what Mo Yan said, Feng Qingrou also knew that if she went to the end of this road, her ability to mess with people's hearts was definitely not something that ordinary people could resist.

After all, she touches people's hearts, and this has nothing to do with spiritual power.

Spiritual power is nothing more than an auxiliary thing.

Therefore, people who are affected by the Fengqing Judo method can only resist a small part of their spiritual power, and most of them can only rely on their own hearts.

At this time, thousands of Feng Clan disciples slaughtered together in the sky, heading straight for the Ji family, who were still intoxicated by the charm.

In an instant, the blood stained the sky, like a beautiful red flower blooming the most beautiful moment, and then withering and falling.

With the death of one Ji family member after another, the hearts of the Feng Clan disciples were all active at this time.

The eyes of the Wind Clan disciples all over the Sky of the Wind Clan were looking at this side, and they could all hear the touching music of Feng Qingrou.

It's just that some of them are too far away and haven't been affected, but seeing so many Ji family horses die, all the hearts of the Wind Clan people suddenly have momentum again.

They saw the dawn of victory.

"Lust Fairy!"

"Lust Fairy!"

All of a sudden, the shouts from all over the place resounded, and the gentle demeanor of the wind was completely displayed at this moment.

Some people who were relatively close to each other slowly lost their minds in the ups and downs of the wind and softness, or it was difficult to concentrate, and there were some eighth-order and ninth-order powerhouses among these people.

They were fighting against the WindClan elders or the vassal clan chiefs, and after being affected, they also made the WindClan side laugh.

The battle was much easier.

At this time, Feng Qingliang's eyes also converged on Feng Qing's soft posture from afar, and the affection revealed in his eyes was still the same.

But what about it...

He sighed slightly, then turned his gaze to the enemy in front of him, and sealed his throat with a sword.

Some people are destined not to get it, and he has also heard a lot of things about Feng Qingrou in the past six months, and he knows all kinds of things between Yunxi and Feng Qingrou.

I can't do it, I can only sigh to myself.