Chapter 103 Scrape and leave

Feng Zi's gaze swept over the people in power, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The people who were swept by his gaze all lowered their noble heads one after another, and there was no longer the slightest bit of authority that had been commanding in the sect in the past.

They were treated so contemptuously, but they dared not speak out, because they knew very well that the young man in front of them could decide their life and death with a single thought.

"There are only two things to do today. ”

As soon as Feng Zi said this, everyone raised their heads in unison, their eyes focused on him.

"First things first. ”

Feng Zi said in an indifferent tone: "I need the things in the Sword Gate Scripture Pavilion and the Treasure Vault, I don't want to kill more, I hope you can dismiss the guards of those two places and provide the key." ”

Hearing this, the surrounding hall masters and elders lowered their heads one after another, with disdain and contempt in their eyes.

In their minds, this is just an excuse for Feng Zi.

Some Sword Venerables' diehards made eye contact in private, and at the same time stood up, accusing and insulting Feng Zi, while calling for the people next to them, wanting to gather the strength of the crowd and kill Feng Zi in one fell swoop.

"This young man is a murderer who does not blink an eye, even if you follow his orders, you will not escape death!"

"Have you forgotten that the Sect Leader has been good to you? Now that the Sect Leader is under the sword, it is time for me to avenge it!"

"Think about your relatives in this city! All of us have no way to retreat! For now, we can only fight to the death!"

"Yes, he's just a young man who hasn't been crowned for a young age, and he must have used some kind of conspiracy to kill the master!"

"We will work together, and the benefits will be broken!"

These people's ability to incite the atmosphere is very powerful, and in just a few words, the atmosphere in the venue will be noisy and chaotic, and some wavering people have looked at Feng Zi, with a fierce look on their faces, and they seem to be a little moved.

Some young and vigorous deacons straightened their backs under the bewitchment of the treacherous and cunning hall masters and elders, and they rushed towards Feng Zi with their blades, wanting to kill Feng Zi on the spot and be the heroes of this sword gate.

If they can do it, they will be able to gain a large enough benefit from this chaos.

However, when desires are beyond one's ability, they often invite disaster.

For those who drew their swords and held swords against him, Feng Zi did not hesitate at all, immediately clenched his fists, walked to them, and smashed his heads one by one.

Zhenyuan instantly carbonized the brain pulp and blood, and the brains of these people instantly exploded, splattering everywhere.

The smell of fishy and burnt smell permeated the scene, and everyone present smelled this smell, felt nauseous and sick, and wanted to gag.

But they didn't dare to really vomit, for fear that they would become the next target of the young demon king in front of them.

After dealing with those hot-blooded people, Feng Zi's cold gaze fell on those agitators, and he said indifferently: "The guts and bandits who bewitch others to die, you no longer have the need to continue to exist. ”

Feng Zi's words came out, and the agitators reacted differently.

There are those who scold, those who kowtow and beg for mercy, those who roar and roar, those who sob, and those who pray calmly......

Life is dying, no matter how many times you watch it, it makes Feng Zi sigh.

No matter what, the movement of his hands did not stop in the slightest.

His mind moved slightly, and the crimson True Yuan liquid flowed out of his ten fingers, penetrating all those agitators.

After a few moments, their bodies turned to gray dust, and the wind passed through the hall before disappearing.

One by one, the rest of the people were silent, silent.

Feng Zi looked at them, stretched out his left hand, and flipped it lightly: "It seems that you still don't understand." ”

The vitality of heaven and earth poured into the main hall, and everyone present was pressed to the ground.

Five-body casting.

It should have been a great shame, but no one was angry.

They were terrified, drenched in cold sweat, and under an inexplicable strong pressure, they wanted to speak, but they couldn't make a sound.

At this moment, everyone present thought that they were going to suffocate to death.

Feng Zi gently withdrew his palm: "Understood?"

Everyone looked at each other and hesitated, and the atmosphere in the stadium was as silent as death.

In the middle of the ring, a young deacon and an elder stepped forward, each expressing their will.

This deacon is very fresh, but the elder is an acquaintance - Zhan Yue, who met Feng Zi a month ago.

Elder Zhan Yue said in a deep voice, "I can provide the key to open the Scripture Pavilion and the Treasure Vault, but I hope you don't create any more sins. ”

Feng Zi nodded: "If people don't offend me, I won't offend people, if those people before cooperated well, I wouldn't kill them." ”

Hearing Feng Zi's remarks, everyone present couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After some more negotiations, Zhan Yue left the main hall.

After he left, Feng Zi sat back on the chair, closed his eyes and cultivated, carrying the true yuan.

There was no half of him in a radius of dozens of feet, and the others were huddled together, silent, making eye contact with each other, for fear that the sound would disturb the evil star and provoke him to kill.

After about a quarter of an hour, he returned with two sets of bronze keys.

"You are waiting here, and you are not allowed to leave this place without my permission. ”

After Feng Zi left these words, he said to the young deacon, "Lead the way in front." ”

The young deacon replied, "Yes, Your Holiness!"

Even though Feng Zi had already left, the elders, hall masters, and deacons still didn't dare to leave half a step.

The fate of those escapees from the city gate before was still vivid, and Feng Zi's magical ability to look at the sky and the earth left a deep impression on their hearts, and they didn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past.

Seeing Feng Zi leaving, they began to discuss and speculate on the thoughts of this young venerable.

There are a very small number of thieves who are undying and want to resist, but they are completely isolated.

"If you want to die, you will die yourself, don't drag us down!"

Feng Zi's mysterious methods have made these people completely desperate and completely lose their hearts of resistance.

Two hours later, Feng Zi returned with a full load.

The foundation of this sword gate is much deeper than he imagined, and there are a lot of exercise cheats and pill raw materials in the coiling dragon ring.

This saved a lot of time for the Purple Construction Sect.

Seeing that Feng Zi was in a good mood, an elder stood up and asked with a low brow, "My lord, can you let us go?"

Feng Zi ignored this person, and just recruited Zhan Yue and the young deacon who had led the way for him before.

He took out a booklet of more than ten pages from the mustard seeds in Sumeru and handed it to Elder Zhan Yue: "This is the Wheel Divine Formula, if you study it thoroughly and are willing to use hard work, there may be a 20% chance of entering the innate after 20 years." ”

Although this "Wheel Turning Divine Technique" is very famous, in Feng Zi's memory, it can only be regarded as an inferior innate exercise, and he doesn't feel distressed when he takes it out to buy people's hearts at this moment.

But that's what he thinks, and the others don't.

Not long after the outbreak of the war, many people are now self-cherished, and few people are willing to exchange exercises with each other, for fear that others will find out the flaws in their own exercises and use them against themselves.

Nowadays, the innate exercises are extremely scarce, and the "inferior exercises" in Feng Zi's eyes are simply priceless in the eyes of many True Qi Realm martial artists.

Therefore, as soon as Feng Zi's words came out, the audience was suddenly silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

Some of the deacon hall masters were better, while the elders held their breath and looked at Zhan Yue with burning eyes, envy and jealousy, but hatred could not replace them.

"He's a Venerable One, so he won't lie to me, right?"

Zhan Yue's face was flushed with excitement, and there was a faint pain in his chest, he opened the "Rotation Divine Technique" in his hand, and after roughly scanning two pages, a golden light appeared in his eyes, and he quickly stuffed the secret book into his shirt and hid it close to his body.

Seeing such actions, the other elders became more and more convinced of the authenticity of this secret book, and they all licked their faces and leaned over, flattering and flattering.

It's a pity that Feng Zi doesn't eat this set at all.

Feng Zi hooked his hand, and the young deacon who led the way before walked over quickly.

He knelt down on one knee and said in an excited tone, "I wonder what the adults have to teach you?"

Feng Zi looked at this person, and a look of thought appeared in his eyes: "You have been condensing your internal strength recently and opening up the lower dantian?"

The young deacon's head lowered, and his tone became more and more respectful: "Exactly!"

After receiving an affirmative answer, Feng Zi pointed at the sword and tapped more than a dozen times on this person.

When everyone didn't know why, the young deacon suddenly stood up, his back straightened, and a faint red halo emitted from his hands.

"I've been stuck in the [Penetration] realm for six years, and I haven't broken through!

The young deacon knelt on the ground with an excited face and said sincerely, "Thank you Venerable for your grace of recreation!"

Feng Zi waved his hand and said to the others in the field: "Second thing." ”

"The head of the Killing Sword Sect is the Blood Venerable Purple. ”

"Get the word out about it. ”

After everyone present saw that the young deacon and Elder Zhan Yue had received great benefits, they all had stammering thoughts, and hurriedly promised that they would definitely spread the matter throughout the Qi country.

Feng Zi didn't care if these people were sincere, he waved his hand and left this place without looking back.

......

A day later.

In the early morning of light rain, the sky is clean and refreshing, and breathing such air makes people feel that their lungs have been cleared.

"Speaking of which, after you slashed the Sword Venerable, the life grid finally broke through. ”

Ao Mingzhu blinked her crimson eyes and said with a smile: "Now, you are full of luck, and you are only one grade away from Qiao Yu." ”

Feng Zi was noncommittal: "Li Tianyou has the best luck, and even the heavens are protecting him at all times." ”

"I now have the third rank in the world, which is good, but it's not enough. ”

The red-eyed girl smiled and groaned, "It seems that you will be going to kill in the future." ”

Feng Zi shook his head, "It's not a biography story, where did so many wicked people kill you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head with some feeling, only to see the white-haired girl poking her head out of the curtain and looking at him in a daze.