Into the cloud peak, in the immortal mansion, the lights are bright all night. In a corner of the Immortal Mansion, in the room at the end of the corridor, a stone turtle was lying on the table, staring at the spirit fish stir-fried in the pot.

It is golden, sprinkled with various spices, and the meat is delicious, and it looks unusually attractive. The fragrant fish soup was clumsily.

Yang Feng is in the city, his parents have been working outside since he was a child, and he can only come home late, and he almost solves the day's meals by himself, so no matter how simple the dish is, he will do his best to make it exquisite.

Then enjoy the meal with a satisfied face. Over time, his cooking skills have risen to a very high level, and now the spirit fish is a delicacy, coupled with his cooking skills, it is unstoppable.

Not to mention Wangxian Stone, even Xiao Zhi is also swallowing saliva. Yang Feng carefully fried each dish. Until the last dish was served, Yang Feng licked his lips, put the dishes and chopsticks he brought on the table, and then smiled heartily: "Let's go!" As soon as the words fell, Wangxian Stone began to gobble up, because Wangxian Stone is a turtle body, he can't hold the dishes and chopsticks, Yang Feng is early, and he prepares a basin for him.

A small half pot of delicacies, of course, the spirit fish, Yang Feng only caught two, and gave half of the delicious and lazy Wangxian stone.

He ate half of the strip himself, and gave the rest of the whole strip to Xiaozhi. After dinner, Yang Feng walked to the pond, and I don't know what kind of law was applied around it.

No matter how many times Yang Feng walked, he couldn't get out, firstly, the dantian was sealed, and secondly, the physical cultivation was also sealed, and now he is like a waste.

is no different from ordinary people in the city, and now he is what a student who fails the college entrance examination should look like.

Down and out! Lonely and helpless. He came to the rockery by the pond alone, leaned on the rockery, and raised his eyes to look up at the starry sky.

I think of my mother who is far away in Zhuxian University, and I think of my daughter-in-law who is still waiting for me to go back. I thought of a group of relatives and friends, but I was suddenly interrupted by a voice from a distance.

"The little white face of the human race, the projection of the remnants of the Emperor in this realm, will disappear today, come and worship." Before the immortal stone people arrived, the sound came first.

"Get out!" Yang Feng scolded angrily. It's just a projection of residual thoughts, disappearing and disappearing, doing his wool business, and worshipping, not the eighteenth generation of women of his ancestors, it is already merciful enough.

"Brother, respect him, not a bad person." Xiao Zhi also walked to Yang Feng's side at this time. Echo in.

"Huh! Xiaozhi, tell my brother, do you like him? He did that to you, and you still make me angry. After speaking, Yang Feng didn't speak, and took out the Spirit Shattering Sword.

There was an extremely embarrassing scene, Yang Feng, who couldn't lift the broken sword and didn't have any cultivation, used his strength to eat, but only dragged the broken sword out of a short distance.

There is no other reason, it is too heavy, even if the Lingsha Sword is no more than two feet long and three inches wide, but it has a net weight of three hundred catties.

Just ask that mortal born in the city who can lift three hundred catties of things with both hands.

"Brother, it was the Supreme who created me, I, I can't ......"

"Alright, you and the old turtle go to worship your honorable man, and send him on his last journey!" Yang Feng deliberately pretended to have a sad expression.

"I knew my brother was the best." Xiao Zhi hugged Yang Feng from behind, startled Yang Feng, and subconsciously thought it was Qianqian, and wanted to give a domineering kiss, but fortunately he stopped it in time.

Otherwise, if he attacks his sister, then he will be really inferior to a beast.

"Go ahead, brother wants to be alone." In fact, Yang Feng has been thinking about a problem, that is, since he entered the Rentu Village, he has noticed that there is a mastermind behind the scenes, who has been manipulating all this.

Until now, he was in the Cloud Peak, and his cultivation was sealed and imprisoned in the corner of this immortal mansion. Hao Zhan has always been looking down on Daxia Xing, and the contempt in his heart has been felt by Yang Feng himself.

It wasn't until Yang Feng was equal to him with a sword that he paid attention to Yang Feng. It is indeed undeniable that Hao Zhan is a genius, at least he has been defeated for the first time in the same territory in the past year.

This also let Yang Feng know that a mountain is higher than a mountain, and the strong have their own strong players. At the same time, it also allowed him to realize his own shortcomings more clearly.

What is Tianjiao? What does it mean to be born to fight? A duel, no matter whether you win or lose, you can win without arrogance and defeat without discouragement.

And be able to absorb experience from it and improve oneself. This is the real pride of the sky, Yang Feng is such a person, and Hao Zhan is also such a person.

It's just that Haozhan's realm cultivation is far from being comparable to Yang Feng, and his own vision, pattern, and all aspects are perfect, which is the real reason for Yang Feng's defeat.

Leaning on the rockery, under the careful thought, there is more and more a strong sense of crisis in my heart. Fishing?

Fattening? Do you dare to be the fish stocked by this group of invaders? Every time he thought of this, Yang Feng felt inexplicable anger in his heart.

All beings are born equal, so why are they superior to others, and why do they arbitrarily kill and rob others? If it weren't for the limitations of geography and environmental resources, he would not necessarily be weaker than anyone else.

Now he is sealed with a body of cultivation, thrown into a corner, and he can't do anything. It's so weak that you can't even lift your sword.

"I'm not reconciled, why? Why exactly? Yang Feng suddenly went berserk, rushed to the side of the Spirit Sword, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and tried his best to pull the broken sword spirit shatter into the earth and rise from the ground.

"Spirit Sword, give it to me!" Yang Feng's whole body was bruised, and he was stunned to lift the three-hundred-pound broken sword.

It's a little unstable, but it's also higher than your knees. His eyes were bloodshot, and he carried the bladeless spirit sword on his shoulder, and staggered towards the brightly lit place of the immortal mansion.

Xiao Zhixiao's face turned pale, looking at Yang Feng, who was so difficult to take every step, he bit his lower lip and didn't make a sound.

As for the Wangxian Stone who worshiped Hao Zhan sincerely at Xiao Zhi's feet, his eyes stared at Yang Feng, who was in the body of a mortal and leaned on the heavy sword of cultivating immortals, and did not speak.

Sit back! It has never been his Yang Feng's style. Death will also die on the road of resistance. No matter what shocking secrets Hao Zhan and the others had, he Yang Feng broke it with one sword, and if one sword didn't work, then two swords, until the arm holding the sword was no longer able to hold the sword.

Every time Yang Feng takes a step, he will leave a deep footprint under his feet. Without looking back, he walked in with a broken sword, and he couldn't get out of the fog array anyway.

He swung the two-foot broken sword in his hand to dispel the fog.

"This, how is this possible? The mortal body, the quasi-magic weapon that drives the immortal cultivators, isn't this little white face afraid of the sword spirit counterattack? "Every spiritual weapon, the cultivated instrument spirit is arrogant, and usually immortal cultivators cannot be recognized by the machine spirit.

"Old Shi'er, you are not allowed to say that about my brother."

"Little Dan'er, you have to know, who is he facing? His Majesty is from an extraordinary background, how can he be shaken by the natives in his horns, even if he is a mortal, carrying the broken sword, walking out of the fog, waiting for him is still the same fate, if I am him, instead of choosing to resist, it is better to lie down and enjoy it. "I didn't expect this Wangxian Stone, it looks stupid and not rubbish, but it is also a person who understands, and there are still a few drops of ink in his stomach.

Xiao Zhi looked at the back that was gradually moving away, and tears soaked his eyes. Yang Feng's figure became more and more blurred until he disappeared.

In the center of the Immortal Mansion, there are heavenly and earthly treasures that can make all demon beasts and human immortal cultivators crazy.

Realm Breaking Pill, two; Fruit of Will, three; Elixir, three strains. It floats quietly in the air.

Hao Zhan's eyes were as calm as looking at garbage.

"The hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, these baits are enough to make the fish in this pool crazy, and when the day dawns, my residual thoughts will disappear, without the maintenance of fairy energy, you will also disappear, are you unwilling?" Hao Zhan, where he is located is an altar, which is why his residual projection can stay in this secret realm for so long.

"The subordinates are willing to follow the honorable and go to the soup to fight the fire, and never give up!"

"Marrying a chicken is a chicken and a dog is married to a dog, and Yan Bingsheng is a husband for the rest of his life." Biao, scrambling to show his loyalty, and besides, he is tired of this inferior galaxy.

As for the purple-haired woman who was called Yan Bing, her tone was calm. Trample! Trample! Heavy footsteps came from afar.

"Come, you say, Why? A 'mortal' who has cultivated to the end of his cultivation will have such a strong obsession, carrying a broken sword, even if a mayfly shakes the tree, he still wants to try, why do you say this? Hao Zhan had been paying attention to Yang Feng's movements, and when Yang Feng stepped into the mist with the broken sword with his mortal body, he suddenly realized something.

"A mortal who wants to play against the gods."

"Is he coming? With his qualifications, if he was born in the star field, I am afraid that his current achievements are still above you, Brother Zhan. Yan Bing was not afraid of offending Hao Zhan, and said truthfully.

"It's still Yan Bing who is calm and calm, Xiao Biao's inferior star field people are not all mediocre people, but they are just affected by resources, regions, and the environment, but all of this is fate, they can only make fish and stock them in the pond." Hao Zhan's tone revealed a sense of nobility.

What he said is the truth, there are some people in the world who are destined to stay in the deep ditch for the rest of their lives, looking up at the people who live in high-rise buildings.

Because every identity must have someone, the people of the star field are anglers, and the people of the lower galaxies are the fish that are stocked in the pool.

"Huh!! You intruders, what are you trying to do, and let me break my sword and destroy everything! "Carrying a broken sword

"Bang dang" smashed on the ground, sparks splashed everywhere.

"Arrogance! Watch me kill you! As he spoke, Biao stepped out, his claws colliding against the broken sword. At this time, Yang Feng was carrying a three-hundred-pound broken sword, and he was already sweating profusely when he came here, but the fierce battle intent in his eyes was like a flame.

"Stop, Xiao Biao, step aside, you are so cultivated, spread out, are you not afraid of the jokes of the star field powerhouses?" Hao Zhan looked at Yang Feng's eyes, there was appreciation, and there was also a sense of provocation.

It is really rare for a free-range fish to want to jump out of the fish pond and become an angler on that shore.

"Hao Zhan, your residual thought projection will disappear after tonight, do you want to wash the secret realm in blood?" Looking at the heavenly treasures floating in the air, Yang Feng's eyes were cold.