"Fellow Daoist is wrong." Bian Tingyu showed a smile that didn't look like a smile, her voice was hoarse, she forcibly held back her killing intent towards him, and spoke.

"Heh... Wrong? You monks are really liars, sanctimonious fellows..."

Fu Feiyang shook his head, his right hand holding the chain turned in the air, and then threw it at Bian Tingyu.

Song Shiyin's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly summoned the Spirit Devouring Vine, knocked it on the ground, and with the force of the rebound, he took Bian Tingyu and retreated sharply.

At the same time, Du Yunxi and Wen Xi on the side quickly condensed an ice wall, and the chains hit the ice wall.

The wall of ice shattered in an instant, and the scorching heat of the flames melted the shards, and all that flew in all directions was a drop of water.

The presence of the ice wall cushioned the chains, which failed to hit anyone, but instead fell to the ground with force.

A long crack was instantly punched in the ice, and the ice beneath it melted, spreading quickly to both sides, leaving a crater behind.

Song Shiyin helped Bian Tingyu and looked at Fu Feiyang indifferently, Liangzi had already settled, he would not let them go.

The rest of the surrounding team also came around, and ten people in a row all stared at Fu Feiyang and confronted him.

"A group of foundation building periods? It's interesting, it's really interesting..."Fu Feiyang raised his eyebrows, his face showed a little surprise, and then he smiled with unknown meaning.

"It seems that these Nine Domains have really gone back and forth, and now even the little foundation building period dares to stand on the head of the little master and spread wild!"

After speaking, Fu Feiyang's spiritual power surged again, and the coercion of the Yuanying Great Perfection was very incomparable.

All the monks present only felt that their qi and blood were churning, their bodies were extremely heavy, and all the spiritual power in their bodies seemed to have stopped flowing, blocking the meridians.

Fu Feiyang's hand looked like an indiscriminate attack, but in fact, their coercion against Song Shiyin was more obvious.

Under Fu Feiyang's influence, the sky and the earth were darker, and the place where everyone in the team was seemed to have stepped into a thick night, and the wind did not stop.

Not only did they have to withstand the constant pressure on them, but they also had to withstand the strong winds that were blowing around them.

Song Shiyin could feel that her neck had stiffened, but she still didn't want to bow her head and forcibly threw her head back.

At the same time, her shoulders were under tremendous pressure, because she was too hard under her feet, and the solid ice surface was even cracked by her.

Time passed little by little, and Song Shiyin even felt that his body was no longer his own, his whole body was numb and stiff, and he couldn't feel the pain anymore.

Only the beads of sweat that kept coming out of her forehead and the tip of her nose reminded her that she was still under duress.

Among the people in the team, even Tan Leshan, who had the lowest cultivation, did not admit defeat, even though his body could no longer withstand such a large gap in cultivation.

Tiny cuts erupted one after another on his skin, and blood gushed out from it, dyeing all his clan clothes red, and Tan Leshan at this time looked like a bloody man.

Fu Feiyang stood in place, the chains entwined, levitating in the air, flying around him, while he himself took out a few more beads and grabbed them in his hands to play.

His gaze swept across the field one by one, watching the fear, pain, and struggle of the crowd, and his eyes were full of pride.

Finally, someone couldn't help it, and a monk on the scene cautiously said, "Daoyou Fu, there is a personal grudge between you and these monks, and we don't blame you in the slightest..."

Hearing this, Fu Feiyang smiled mockingly, and his eyes turned to the cultivator who spoke.

The monk looked at him with a little dodgy, Fu Feiyang hooked his lips slightly, and said, "You're right, then you can go."

The monk was stunned, but Fu Feiyang proved that his words were not fake, and with a wave of his hand, the coercion on the monk's body was removed.

Regaining his freedom, the monk's face still lingered with surprise, and he moved his body to find that the coercion had been removed.

He raised his head and glanced at Fu Feiyang, who still had that smiling expression on his face, and raised his chin slightly.

The monk received the signal, turned back in three steps, and kept walking

When he arrived outside the field, he turned around, Fu Feiyang ignored him, still looking at the monk under coercion.

The entire ice field seemed to be divided into two heavens and earths, and on one side was the monk who begged for mercy standing, and it was peaceful.

On the other side, there is a slaughterhouse that belongs to Fu Feiyang, full of depression and wailing.

The monk successfully left, giving hope to everyone in the field.

Fu Feiyang looked playfully at the eager monks on the field, but he just watched and didn't speak.

There are one and two, and another monk hesitated to speak: "Fu Daoyou, the damage to the cave mansion is purely due to personal skills that are inferior to others, and I hope you will raise your noble hand, and I will go back and refine my cultivation."

Fu Feiyang was happy and said, "You said this well."

With that, he waved his hand and let the monk go.

Things were going in a strange direction, and more and more monks spoke.

Between the words, he took all the responsibility on his head, and did not mention that Fu Feiyang destroyed the cave mansion because of his own selfish desires.

didn't accuse Fu Feiyang of disregarding human life, his words were tactful, and in the end, he beautified Fu Feiyang's actions into his true temperament, and praised him as a person.

"Hahahaha—okay, you can go, you can go."

People left one after another on the field, and everyone scrambled to be the first, taking advantage of Fu Feiyang's excellent mood, for fear that he would be one step too late and finally lose his life.

The ridicule in Fu Feiyang's eyes became more and more obvious, but he still let these people go without saying a word.

If someone flatters him, he will not be accustomed to such dog-legged behavior.

"You people have really lost the face of the Nine Domains Immortal Cultivators! In order to save his life, he even reversed black and white, and there was no distinction between good and evil! It's unreasonable!"

"Do you hear that? He said you were disgraced!" Fu Feiyang's eyes widened and he looked at the group of monks who wanted to leave.

The group of monks turned a deaf ear, pretending not to hear, and continued to beg Fu Feiyang to leave.

Fu Feiyang suddenly burst out laughing, he laughed so madly that tears poured out.

Soon, the monks who wanted to leave had already left, and the rest of the field were all hard bones that were holding on and bleeding.

"It's really backbone..." Fu Feiyang's eyes narrowed, and the chains beside him moved in response.

A pair of giant hands made of spiritual power appeared in the air, carrying one end of the chain, and then swung towards everyone.

Fu Feiyang still threw the beads upwards with one hand, his face was unruly, and there was no half a minute of temperature under his eyes.

The wails continued to sound, and the monks were already under tremendous pressure, and at this moment the chains flew in, and no one had the strength to dodge, so they could only suffer the blow hard.

The flames burned, and the clothes on his body turned to ashes in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, only a silent charred corpse remained.

"Everyone, Fu Feiyang will not let us go, let's join forces to defeat him!"

A voice came from Song Shiyin's right front, it was a tall and strong monk, his whole body was wheat-colored, and his eyes were resolute.

This man was one of the few monks on the field who could still stand up straight, and he glared at Fu Feiyang angrily, and his words were fierce.

"We're resisting here, it's just delaying time, it won't have any impact on the outcome, it's better to give it a go, there is still a chance of life!"

"Or do you want to survive under the crotch of this vile villain?!"

The sentences are inspiring and the words are earnest.

After speaking, the monk took the lead in making a move, he shouted, the muscles on his body burst out, his whole body ignited with spiritual power, and he rushed towards Fu Feiyang.

Fortunately, the other monks present did not disappoint him.

Song Shiyin struggled to mobilize the spiritual power in her body, and a smell of blood surged up from her chest, which was forcibly pressed down by her, and her trembling fingers flipped over, and the spirit devouring vine broke out of the air.

The giant hand controlled the chain and hit the body cultivator, even though it was unstoppable, it was still dodged by several body cultivators.

Fu Feiyang sneered, increasing the coercion, everyone

The human body is visibly descending again.

Seeing the foot of the body cultivator, and the chains had arrived, everyone could almost predict his end, and it was inevitable to show a look of regret.

Before he could think of it, the Spirit Devouring Vine suddenly flew to the back of the body cultivator, wrapped around his waist, and brought his whole person backwards, and the chains could pass by.

With surprise in his eyes, he turned his head and thanked Song Shiyin.

Song Shiyin used too much strength, her legs trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably.

Du Yunxi looked at Song Shiyin worriedly, she frowned and shouted, "Everyone! What are you waiting for? If we don't join forces at this time, do we want to meet directly in the Netherworld for a while?!"

After saying that, several members of the team also struggled, with painful expressions on their faces, and moved forward with difficulty, little by little.

Each step was only a small distance forward, but it made them sweat profusely and in pain.

More and more people want to try it, and the shouts come and go, which also gives everyone courage.

Fu Feiyang applauded everyone, and the snapping sound was particularly harsh, as if mocking them for not being able to do anything.

"Courage is commendable, then let's see how far you can go!"

Fu Feiyang's eyes were dim, and one after another of spiritual power came out of him, and the air pressure on the entire field became lower, and even the circulation of spiritual power in the air began to become extremely obscure.

Some hesitated to give up, but when they raised their eyes, they saw that there were other monks on the field who were trying to resist.

On one side is the rising pressure, and on the other side is the chains that sweep across the field.

The monks were in a very bad situation, and they could only choose to save their lives first and attack Fu Feiyang in the air.

In the case of poor physical condition, the monks' attacks failed to hurt Fu Feiyang at all, and only allowed his spiritual power to dissipate faster.

Looking at the team's side again, Song Shiyin was about to spurt out a mouthful of blood almost every time she swung the Spirit Devouring Vine, and in front of her, a pool of blood had gathered on the ice.

Wen Yu and Du Yunxi could only squeeze out a little bit of spiritual power, and they were all thrown at Fu Feiyang.

Zhuo Guang's hand holding the bow and arrow couldn't be lifted at all, so he could only hold the arrow in his hand, wrap it with wooden spiritual power, and smash it towards Fu Feiyang.

The rest of the people can only keep themselves from being hit by the chains, and they can't care about anything else.

Tan Leshan's situation was already very bad, almost his whole person was distorted, his face was twisted, and he was full of pain.

Drops of blood fell from his body, staining the ice beneath him red, and even freezing on it.

He was already holding on, not losing the integrity that an immortal cultivator should have, and trying his best not to lose consciousness, hanging his breath.

It was at this time, when everyone didn't notice it, that the chain hit Tan Leshan from the side.

"Ahh

The blood that was still flowing on his body flew out as his body moved, turning into a blood mist in the air, permeating, and falling little by little.

His body fell to the ground, as if he had no bones, and he slumped in a strange position.