Chapter 268: The Lord of the Wind Mansion speaks, and the Feng family's self-confidence

"Damn, my eyes don't spent, right?"

"Oh, what are you pinching me?"

"Really, you're not dreaming."

"……"

"This stepping horse is too awesome, three punches and two kicks, defeated the top ten powerhouses of the Feng family, and it is rumored that this son is only sixteen years old, less than seventeen years old!"

"I feel that my cultivation over the years has gone to the dog."

.....

Seeing Lin Ming's three punches and two kicks, he flew directly and kicked the strong man of Feifeng Mansion, and the onlookers were stunned for a while.

Looking at the embarrassed Fengfu powerhouse who was in the shattered pit, nailed to the wall, and in the rocks, the corners of everyone's mouths twitched.

"The mystery of the half-step fist, the mystery of the half-step leg, and even, it is rumored that it has mastered the mystery of the complete gun, oh my God, what kind of monster is this!"

Rumble.

And when the crowd sighed.

In the void, there was an explosion.

A majestic man inlaid with a gold-edged blue robe suddenly appeared in mid-air.

Speed, blazing fast.

"Lord of the Wind Mansion, Wind Laughing Heaven!"

Seeing this person, many people from the royal capital who were watching showed jealousy and respect.

Half-step Nirvana realm powerhouse!

His eyes were scorching, staring at Lin Ming.

From this person, Lin Ming felt a faint sense of danger, and it was obvious that the master of the Feng family was definitely very strong.

Even, beyond the Yanshan Pass that day, the snake male scorpion woman.

"You see, I'm just here to get back what belongs to me."

"They were so domineering and deceitful that they wouldn't let me in."

Lin Ming's sleeve robe waved again.

Airplanes.

In that void, the gambling contract signed by Lin Ming and Feng Yi immediately appeared.

White and black characters, as well as the blood-colored handprints of Lin Ming and Feng Yi.

Now.

Feng Yi, who was shivering and hiding in the corner, was also covered with cold sweat.

At this moment, there is also regret and fear in my heart.

This Lin Ming's combat power is really too perverted.

And.

He could feel that Lin Ming, who was only a half-step form-building realm that day, had now broken through to the form-forming realm.

Just now, the simulacrum killed the wind madness with one shot, which is a bloody example.

"Then you even killed my Feng family elder and descendants, how can you explain it!"

The wind laughed and the voice was cold.

If it weren't for the fact that the young man in front of him actually gave him a sense of danger, I'm afraid, he would have done it a long time ago.

This set off turbulent waves in his heart.

is less than seventeen years old, and it is terrifying.

Fortunately.

This son's longevity will be exhausted, otherwise, if he offends such a great enemy, he will have trouble sleeping and eating.

"They're going to kill me, and if it's an enemy, I don't mind cutting it down!"

Lin Ming said.

Domineering.

Awesome.

The onlookers were shocked.

Anyone who dares to speak like this within the royal capital of the Tianyun Kingdom, with the powerhouse of the half-step Nirvana Realm, the Lord of the Wind Mansion, even within the Tianyun Kingdom.

There are only a handful.

Even, they felt a hint of threat from Lin Ming's words.

That is, if the battle continues, then he doesn't mind cutting the grass and eradicating the roots and uprooting the Wind Mansion from the Tianyun Kingdom.

"Evil obstacles, you are presumptuous!"

An elder of the Wind Mansion who was constantly vomiting blood, his eyes widened with anger, and he shouted.

But.

The next moment, the lord of the Feng family, who was wearing a gold-edged wind blue robe, waved his hand and said, "Since it is a gambling contract signed between Fengyi and you, it is a bet with white and black characters, and my Feng Mansion will naturally admit it." ”

"However, don't blame me for not reminding you, the innate spirit of my Fengfu has been inherited for hundreds of years, except for the first generation of family masters who have surrendered, and since then, they have not recognized the master."

"To subdue him, you must have the consciousness to die."

Feng Xiaotian said indifferently.

Hundreds of years, never subdued?

Hear the words.

I had heard the rumor that the Wind Mansion had an innate spirit creature before, and it turned out to be true.

So I haven't seen it, but I haven't been subdued for hundreds of years.

Feng Xiaotian said this.

Originally.

I want to see this peerless teenager in front of me retreat.

But.

The next moment, he was disappointed.

"Empty treasures and can't use them, this Fengfu is really okay. No wonder, there is some wind and wind. Also, my good grandson Fengyi and other nonsense. ”

Lin Ming sneered.

"I'll kill you on horseback!"

Many elders and powerhouses in the Wind Mansion were furious, and their eyes burst with murderous intent.

And that Feng Yi's face was swollen like pig's liver, and he was extremely ashamed, and his eyes flashed with resentment.

"Stand down!"

Feng Xiaotian waved his hand.

"Young man, with strength, he is too conceited!"

"Today, I won't stop you, you can go in. However, if you die in the Valley of the Winds, you will have no bones left. ”

Feng Xiaotian stared at Lin Ming and said coldly.

Although, Lin Ming's words were a little hurtful.

However, it is true that his Feng family is indeed declining compared to hundreds of years ago.

And the difficulty of subduing the innate spirit creature of the Soul Devouring Cold Wind was extremely terrifying, and he naturally didn't believe that the young man in front of him could do it.

On the other hand.

He could clearly feel that now, the son in front of him had stepped into the realm of forming.

Combat power soared again.

If he is forcibly killed, the young man in front of him will be a madman. Even if it can be wiped out, he Fengfu will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

It's better to let the Soul Devouring Cold Wind kill this son, it's safest.

"Hey, hey, the Soul Eater Cold Wind will definitely kill you!"

Not far away, the wind was hideous, and said.

"Don't bother, lead the way."

Lin Ming said indifferently.

However, in my heart, it is also full of solemnity.

After all.

At the beginning, when he devoured the Nine Nether Thunder, it was because the Nine Nether Thunder was only in its infancy, and his spiritual intelligence was very weak.

But.

Even so, at that time, he was in pain.

And this soul-devouring cold wind that has been inherited for hundreds of years, it seems that it is definitely giving birth to spiritual wisdom, in that case, the difficulty of subduing it will be extremely magnified.

Flinch?

This is naturally not Lin Ming's character, the way of the gun, lies in moving forward, smashing everything and blocking the enemy!

"Hehe, come with me."

Feng Xiaotian sneered.

"Die, die, die....."

The wind cursed in the distance.

"Shut up!"

A cold drink sounded in the wind's ears, making its mind buzz.

The owner of this voice is from Feng Xiaotian.

Feng broke out in a cold sweat, cursing Lin Ming in his heart, he would definitely not succeed, otherwise, he would become a sinner of the Feng family.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.....

Several streams of light pierced the void and headed towards the deepest part of the Feng family, the Wind Valley.

But.

Now, the Feng Mansion naturally knows that this son is the legendary Lin Ming, who wants to subdue his Feng family's soul devouring cold wind.

But.

There was not the slightest nervousness on their faces.

On the contrary, self-confidence.

When he looked at Lin Ming, it was full of banter and ridicule.

Because.

The Soul Devouring Cold Wind is too terrifying, whoever collects it, who dies!

Over the years, his Feng family didn't know how many Tianjiao had died in the soul-devouring cold wind, and his bones were blown to pieces.

The horror of the soul-devouring cold wind has long been deep in their hearts.

Naturally, I wouldn't believe that an alien teenager in front of me could do it.

Woowoo.....

Even as he approached, Lin Ming heard a whistling and bone-chilling chill coming from afar.

"This place was originally the place where the first head of my Fengfu family sit, it was originally a giant peak, but now, it has turned into a valley."

"It's because of this soul-devouring wind."

Feng Xiaotian looked at Lin Ming and sneered.

Seeing the huge valley of thousands of zhang, the howling cold wind was like a meat grinder, and even Lin Ming was a little numb.