Chapter 0177 Sword Move, Zhao Feiyang's Strength!

Well!

Zhao Feiyang could see that Lin Feng hated Zhan Ling very much, and he was afraid that he was going to kill him, so he couldn't help but shake his head slightly, but his eyes fell on Wei Chengang and Wei Zidan, the two fathers and sons.

"Zhao Feiyang, what are you going to do?" Wei Chen just stared at Zhao Feiyang's sister and brother, trying his best to put on the majesty of an emperor.

"I only have one question!" Zhao Feiyang looked at Wei Chengang and said coldly: "I just want to know, how did the eldest brother die back then? Don't tell me that he died on the battlefield, I really don't believe it, when the Seven Yipin Martial Saints will be so picky, but when the eldest brother is the only one, he will do it to him!"

Zhao Feifeng's delicate body couldn't help but tremble slightly, in fact, he had already guessed about this matter, how could it be so coincidental? It's just that Zhao Feifeng didn't want to think about it.

"Do you want to know?" Wei Chengang took a deep breath, restrained the panic on his face, and said coldly: "Gong Gao Zhen Lord, do you know what it means? Your Zhao family controls more than eighty percent of the army of the entire kingdom, if you want to rebel, I, the emperor, will be pulled down by you a long time ago!"

"Is this the reason?" Zhao Feifeng suddenly said angrily: "Back then, our Zhao family shed every drop of blood for this country, thirty-two years ago, the barbarians invaded on a large scale, if it weren't for the seven brothers of my father who blocked the barbarians' attacks wave after wave, there is still the existence of the Great Wei Kingdom?"

Between the words, Zhao Feifeng carried a strong hatred: "Just because of this bullshit, just because of this reason, you are going to frame my eldest brother, my father's seven brothers, so far there is only one left, my father's six brothers, all died in the hands of the barbarians, the barbarian war a few years ago, if it weren't for my eldest brother, this Great Wei country would still suffer from the barbarians, especially the prosperity it is today!"

"What a quibble!" Wei Chengang sneered: "Don't say how noble you are, without you, the Great Wei Kingdom is still the Great Wei Kingdom!"

"You shameless, I'll kill you today!" Zhao Feifeng was so angry that he was about to rush over with his teeth and claws.

Zhao Feifeng is now also a first-grade martial saint, and under the extreme anger, a chilling evil aura suddenly erupted from his body, and the Nine Nether Phoenix True Spirit, which was originally sealed, rioted at this moment, as if it was about to rush out of Zhao Feifeng's body.

Syllable!

Zhao Feiyang grabbed Zhao Feifeng's wrist, shook his head slightly, and said, "Revenge is certain, it's just a pity!

"Dream?" Zhao Feifeng couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

"One day, the Great Wei Kingdom will be as powerful as the Great Wind Dynasty, the Great Qing Dynasty, or the Great Yue Dynasty!" Zhao Feiyang sighed softly: "What a dream that can never be realized!"

Wei Chengang looked at Zhao Feiyang with a sneer: "What, do you still think that your brothers and sisters can leave here alive today? Here, all of them are the powerhouses of the Heavenly Saint Palace, that Lin Feng is afraid that he will not be able to leave alive, do you still think that you can be spared?"

Looking at the powerhouses of the Heavenly Saint Palace who were approaching around him, Wei Chengang said with a sneer on his face.

"Heavenly Saint Palace?" a cold smile appeared on Zhao Feiyang's face: "I'll make you a little desperate!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Feiyang's figure suddenly moved, with a faint blue light on his body, but the soles of his feet were like two whirlwinds.

Lift your feet and fall!

With two simple movements, Zhao Feiyang's whole person had already crossed a space of hundreds of meters, as if he had stepped on the end of the world, and instantly appeared in front of a powerhouse of the Heavenly Saint Palace.

Shout!

I didn't see any superfluous movements from Zhao Feiyang, just a simple sword raising, stabbing out, a simple and direct attack, without any brilliant light, nor any amazing loud noise.

But this sword was fast, fast to the extreme, like a shocking rainbow, and it sank into the throat of this Heavenly Saint Palace powerhouse like lightning.

Kill!

Seeing this, the rest of the Heavenly Saint Palace powerhouses rushed towards Zhao Feiyang at the same time, with as many as three layers inside and out.

Pull - knife - slash -

Zhao Feiyang sneered, the long sword in his hand was raised slightly, and three words were coldly spit out from his mouth, and in an instant, a cloud of white-gold sword qi snorted, raging from Zhao Feiyang's sword blade.

The speed of the sword was extremely fast, even Lin Feng's White Emperor Golden Emperor slash was three points faster, and none of the powerhouses present felt when the white sword light burst out, and when it came to him.

By the time they reacted, the sword light had already passed through their bodies so quickly that they didn't even have time to feel the pain.

Flutter!

The body of the strong man who was still surrounding Zhao Feiyang just now immediately began to split into two pieces little by little, and with a sword, they had been completely cut into two pieces, and the blood instantly stained the earth red, and some of the strong people had not died for the time being, lying on the ground wailing vigorously.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the remaining powerhouses rushed towards Zhao Feifeng in unison, trying to catch Zhao Feifeng as a hostage.

Zhao Feifeng's pupils contracted slightly, and she was about to make a counterattack subconsciously, but a figure was faster than her.

Snort!

Five swords in a row, like thunder flashing, the five powerhouses who had just rushed towards Zhao Feifeng had already been pierced through their throats, and blood was gushing out, but they couldn't die anymore.

Suck!

Everyone couldn't help but gasp, no one thought that a Zhao Feiyang would be killed halfway, the most terrifying thing is that the strength of this guy is so unfathomable, killing these strong people who are beyond the separation between heaven and man is like cutting tofu.

Attack, with magic!

I don't know who shouted first, and then the remaining powerhouses began to urge the power of heaven and earth at the same time, and terrifying magic continued to burst out fiercely.

Fireballs, ice blades, rocks, and colorful energy instantly enveloped Zhao Feiyang's sister and brother.

"It's really boring!" Zhao Feiyang sneered, the long sword in his hand shook slightly, as if it was a surging stream of water, and between the swings, all the attacks had not yet come to the two of them, and the water had already lightly pushed all the attacks aside.

Zhao Feifeng looked at his younger brother in disbelief, he really couldn't imagine when that waste, who usually had no way to cultivate any fighting energy, actually had such a ability

All the attacks dissipated violently, and Zhao Feiyang stood in place as if he was nothing, with a mocking smile on his face: "Is this your strength?

Speaking of this, Zhao Feiyang raised his sword in his right hand, raised it high, and then coldly shouted, "Burst Great Fireball!"

Along with the shroud of the sword momentum, in an instant, a terrifying flame swept overwhelmed, although the powerhouses of the Heavenly Saint Palace saw the flames attacking clearly, but unfortunately, this speed was too fast, they couldn't reflect it at all, and they were swallowed up by the flames in one bite.

Then the flames contracted suddenly, followed by a loud bang, and a terrifying explosion sounded sound, and the powerful Heavenly Saint Palace powerhouse who was high above was suddenly blown into pieces all over the ground.

Wow!

The smell of scorching came to the nostrils, most of the strong people of the Heavenly Saint Palace were killed or injured, and the rest of the people did not dare to continue to rush forward, and they quickly retreated one by one.

"Want to run?" Zhao Feiyang glanced at Wei Chengang and Wei Zidan, who wanted to escape, sneered, and pressed down slightly with the sword in his hand.

"Sword Prison!"

Shout!

In an instant, countless sword qi quickly formed a prison, firmly imprisoning the father and son, and the sword qi of Sen Sen erupted fiercely, and in an instant, the two of them were already covered in bruises.

This sword qi is not very powerful, but it can easily leave deep wounds on the body, although it cannot be fatal, but the pain of the skin is enough for them to drink a pot.