"Senior brother! Are you alright?"

At the entrance of the cave, there were not only a few members of the team, but also the rest of the monks.

"Who the hell is it! Who ruined the cave?" The senior brother held his head high, his gaze swept over everyone one by one, his face full of anger.

"My generation of monks is upright and open, candid the people who destroyed this cave really dare to do it, do not dare to do it, do that villain act?"

As soon as these words came out, no one answered.

"As soon as this cave is opened, all monks can enter, everyone competes fairly, why steal chickens and dogs behind your back!" The monk beside the senior brother also chimed in.

There are more than a dozen monks in this group, and the sect clothes they are wearing make people know that they are disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect at a glance.

The senior brother at the head was in tatters, stained with dried blood, and where it was broken, it revealed the scabbed wounds inside.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the surrounding monks also spoke out, angrily denouncing the immorality of the people who ruined the cave.

Bian Tingyu's dark eyes gradually condensed a beam of light, and she slowly propped herself up and stood up.

Her hands trembled, her chest rising and falling with the shouts of those around her, and her gaze shifted from left to right and from right to left, as if to observe everyone's reactions.

Bian Tingyu's state was really not good, Song Shiyin was very worried, she stepped forward and supported Bian Tingyu.

"What the hell...... Who is it?!" Bian Tingyu's eyes were red, and she gritted her teeth and spit out this sentence, her voice was already hoarse.

Su Wenhong over there also helped Sun Xiao, who was full of grief, and walked over.

The rest of the people also approached one after another, and for a moment several members of the squad gathered, and piles of monks gathered on the field, large and small, all holding their heads high and angrily denouncing the evil deeds of the initiators.

"It's just some people who are not as good as people, why are they barking here?"

In the midst of everyone's angry scolding, an untimely voice came from afar.

This person wore a jade crown on his head and a colorful robe, which looked even more sparkling under the faint sunlight.

He had a wicked smile on his face, and a black and red bead was placed in the palm of his hand, which was thrown upwards one by one, looking rather ominous.

"Is that you? You're the one who ruined the cave!" Some monks stared at the man with tears in their eyes.

"How am I? Isn't it?" The man raised his eyebrows, and his face was full of unruliness.

There were also whispers on the field, and some monks recognized this guy who was the enemy of the crowd.

"He seems to be Fu Feiyang."

"Fu Feiyang? That loose cultivator Fu Feiyang?"

"Yes...... It should be him."

Hearing everyone's discussion, Fu Feiyang smashed the beads in his hand at the person who spoke.

When the beads hit the ground, there was a loud explosion, and then a violent flame was born, even melting most of the ice under his feet.

When the accident happened, Song Shiyin hurriedly pulled Bian Tingyu away, and sure enough, the next moment, the flames burned on the ice.

The flames were so great that they not only set fire to the clothes of the nearby monks, but even melted the ice.

There was a thudding sound, and all the monks in the vicinity fell into the water, making a large splash.

"That's right, I won't change my name, I won't change my surname, Fu Feiyang!"

Fu Feiyang didn't know where to take out another bead in his hand and threw it up and down, he smiled and his eyes were full of malice.

Three of the monks who had been injured by him had been lifted out of the icy water with great difficulty by their companions, and they were soaking wet, and their hair was all tightly stuck to their faces, and they looked very embarrassed.

"Fu Feiyang! You have deceived too much!" The monk trembled his body, used the spiritual power in his body, and steamed his body dry, his eyes were full of red bloodshots, and he glared at Fu Feiyang angrily.

"In the Immortal Cultivation Realm, the weak eat the strong, your own skills are not as good as others, can you blame me?" Fu Feiyang grabbed the bead in his hand, and then raised it above his head, looking like he was about to throw it out.

The monks who were standing in the opposite direction of him avoided one after another, scattered like birds and beasts, and hurriedly left their original positions.

Unexpectedly, this Fu Feiyang is just for show,

He withdrew his hand and continued to throw the beads up and down, then laughed, "Hahaha-you people, that's all you have to do! Look, look, what scared you out?"

"Dare to ask Fu Daoyou, did you destroy the cave?" In the crowd, someone asked.

"It's me."

Unexpectedly, Fu Feiyang admitted it quickly this time.

"Why are you doing this—"

"Because I'm in a bad mood, it's as simple as that, if I hit you, I will beat you, and I still have to pick a day?"

After speaking, Fu Feiyang threw out a bead again.

One by one, he kept throwing them into the crowd around him, and the explosions sounded one after another, obviously icy and snowy, but because of the burning flames, it made people feel very hot.

Song Shiyin pulled Bian Tingyu back sharply and dodged the flames.

Because Fu Feiyang's actions were too fast, many monks were tricked, and the sound of falling into the water kept sounding, and even Song Shiyin's body was inevitably stained with splashes.

The flame burned on the monk's body, and this time the situation was markedly different, no matter what method was used, the flame would not be extinguished.

Instead, the flames grew stronger and stronger, and the monks could only watch as their clothes were burned to ashes and scattered in the air.

"Ahh

The monk's arms were burned out, and his body was exposed to the flames without the protection of his robes.

The flames began to eat away at his skin, and in just a moment, the skin crumpled and twisted, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.

"Ahh It hurts me! Help me!"

Hearing his high-pitched and mournful cries, his companions came to his aid.

But the flame cannot be extinguished, splashing water and ice is the aura...... All the methods have been used, and none of them have worked.

The anxiety in the eyes of his companions became more and more obvious, and their actions became panicked.

As time passed, the victim's cries became weaker and weaker, and in the end, they disappeared completely.

The whole process is only half an hour.

"Liu Feng!" The companion shouted loudly, and at this time, Liu Feng had completely lost his breath, and his body fell to the ground in a daze.

His whole body shrunk and blackened, and even the flames were not extinguished, and continued to burn on the charred corpse.

Everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them, one moment he was still a living monk, and the next moment he was turned into a corpse by Fu Feiyang's flames.

Song Shiyin had heard that there was a loose cultivator Fu Feiyang, who was flamboyant and obedient, and very crazy.

When I saw it today, I was really crazy, and I was really crazy.

"Fu Feiyang! You are simply a snake and rat, and you don't have the slightest compassion and compassion that an immortal cultivator should have!" Someone yelled.

This sentence made Fu Feiyang laugh: "Don't say these high-sounding words! What kind of virtue do you have on a daily basis? If you want me to say, the thief shouts to catch the thief!"

"In order to compete for cultivation resources, have you killed fewer monks? Don't come here to educate me!"

"Fu Feiyang! You-" The monk who was scolding Fu Feiyang was angry, clutching his chest, and didn't say half a word.

"What am I? If I you off today, it's a merit!"

Fu Feiyang's face was full of smiles, and his eyes were full of madness.

Seeing this, Song Shiyin suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart, and she whispered, "It's not good, hide!"

Immediately, Song Shiyin dragged Bian Tingyu back quickly, and the rest of the team also reacted quickly, lifting their breath at that moment and staying away from the crowd.

Sure enough, Fu Feiyang's aura surged around him, and a gust of wind suddenly blew around him, and the heavens and the earth darkened, leaving only the magic robe on his body shining.

"Fu Feiyang, are you going to do it with us? You're going to be the enemy of everyone here?!"

"You guys? It's not my enemy, is it?" Fu Feiyang sneered disdainfully.

With a wave of his hand, several black and red beads floated behind him, and under the wind-blown hair, Fu Feiyang was exposed

smirked.

The beads flew towards the monks present, and before they could hit the ground, they exploded in the air, sparks crashing to the ground and igniting a raging fire on the ice.

At this time, the spiritual power on Fu Feiyang's body exposed his cultivation, and it was actually the Great Perfection of Yuanying!

Song Shiyin's pupils shrank, and Bian Tingyu quickly dodged the flames with a stunned Bian Tingyu, it was rumored that Fu Feiyang's cultivation was in the middle of the Yuan Infant, but he didn't think that he had reached the Great Perfection.

This hand surprised everyone present.

"The Great Perfection of the Yuan Baby?!"

"This is flying... When did you increase your cultivation again?"

"How? Are you satisfied with what you see?" Seeing the people on the field scurrying around, trying to avoid the flames, Fu Feiyang couldn't help laughing again.

One smiled, and the rest ran to save their lives.

"Fu Feiyang, you first destroyed the Cave Mansion, causing so many people to die in the Cave Mansion, and then attacked the monks present for no reason, you must give us an explanation!"

"Confession? Hahahaha—that's interesting, what do you want to explain, is this okay?" After speaking, Fu Feiyang's eyes narrowed.

He took out a chain, which was obviously cold iron, but white flames burned on it.

Fu Feiyang threw the chain at the man just now, but the man couldn't dodge and was hit by the chain.

The body was sent dozens of meters away, and it was smashed into the ground from the air, and in an instant, the man let out a wail.

But there was a fire burning in him, and it was not red, but white in chains.

The white fire burned for only a moment, and the monk's whole body began to dissipate, and the wailing sound only sounded once or twice, and then there was no more movement.

Then, his body turned into black powder, which was blown into the air by the wind.

There was silence on the field, and no one was not shocked.

I thought that Fu Feiyang's beads were powerful enough, but I didn't expect that it was just a side dish before the meal, and the current chain was even more terrifying.

Bian Tingyu's body trembled, she wanted to speak several times, and she also wanted to rush forward several times, but she was stopped by Song Shiyin.

"Tingyu, don't act rashly, we can't beat him." Song Shiyin held back the sadness in his heart and whispered.

Bian Tingyu's tears fell down one after another, and she couldn't stop it, she turned her head to look at Song Shiyin.

"He killed Sun Yao, do you want me to watch him get away with it?" Bian Tingyu said in a choked voice.

Song Shiyin didn't know how to answer, and she was also saddened by Sun Yao's death.

However, there is a huge disparity in strength, they are just a group of monks who have not yet reached the Jindan stage, and the other party is the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant Stage.

The gap in the middle is like a moat, which cannot be crossed.

This is the first time that Song Shiyin feels powerless, if she is alone, she can use her own strength to make Fu Feiyang pay the price.

But she couldn't, for her ultimate goal, she could only be silent and bow her head.

Fu Feiyang's gaze wandered on the field, and it happened to meet Bian Tingyu's tired eyes full of red bloodshots.

The anger and hatred in it almost swallowed him up.

"Why, you seem to hate me?" Fu Feiyang blinked his eyes and said with some surprise.

Bian Tingyu opened and closed her mouth and was about to speak, but was gently held by Song Shiyin next to her.

Song Shiyin shook her head slightly at Bian Tingyu, signaling her not to be impulsive.