Huo Lizhen and Xuan Changzi also looked at Feng Qingyao with a shocked face, the innate middle-level military masters can be captured as easily as a little chicken in Feng Qingyao's hands, so what are the two of them? What is the weight of the two of them in Feng Qingyao's eyes?

Although Zhihai Toutuo and Li Zhiqi had long known that Feng Qingyao was powerful, they were still dumbfounded when they saw that Feng Qingyao was so powerful that Cheng Dù couldn't accept it. Compared with Feng Qingyao, their desperate cultivation seemed to be meaningless.

However, Li Zhiqi quickly turned from shock to excitement and admiration, such a powerful person is his master. Although it is unlikely that he will reach the realm of Feng Qingyao in the future, he will definitely be very powerful, and Li Zhiqi can't help but imagine his brilliant future.

Zhihai Toutuo is also a person with an extremely firm mind, since he regards Feng Qingyao as a person who needs to catch up with him in his life, even if he encounters some setbacks, he will definitely not avoid it.

The little monk couldn't help but call Amitabha Buddha in his heart, but his face was much calmer than the others, because he had already known Feng Qingyao's inhuman strength, and now it was not unacceptable to be more perverted.

Zhu Xiaocong, the ninth prince, was even more starry in his eyes, looking at Feng Qingyao with admiration. This kind of strength is really handsome, and the Nine Emperors feel that if they have such a ability, they can control an innate mid-level master with just one catch, and if the other party can't even resist, then he will really be handsome.

Among all the people on the scene, the only one who can still maintain his composure is probably Qiu Xiang alone, in Qiu Xiang's heart. Uncle Feng Qingyao is omnipotent, and it is normal for anything surprising to be done from the hands of his uncle. So although he saw that Feng Qingyao easily restrained a congenital mid-level master, Qiu Xiang still took it for granted.

In fact, this trick of the overlord dragon capture skill Feng Qingyao has not been fully used, if you really want to fully exert the power of the overlord dragon capture skill, you must cooperate with the unique domineering spirit on Feng Qingyao's body, with the enhancement of domineering, the tyrannical dragon capture skill can really be called the overlord dragon capture skill. Otherwise, it's just an extremely subtle masterpiece, and it can't be called a supreme masterpiece.

But even if it was like this, it had already shocked the others, if they knew that Feng Qingyao hadn't made a full attack yet. I don't know what kind of Cheng dù will be shocked.

There was silence at the feast. Everyone looked at Feng Qingyao blankly and couldn't speak.

Feng Qingyao looked at Huang Yanping at his feet with an indifferent face and said, "With your strength, you dare to brazenly say that you are guarding the territory of Daqi and protecting us people? What are you doing to protect us? Don't you think what you said is funny?"

Huang Yanping, who was lying on the ground, still hadn't come back to his senses, and he never imagined that he would one day be captured without a fight. So when I heard Feng Qingyao's humiliating words, I didn't know what to say for a while.

Huang Yanping felt very aggrieved. With his innate mid-level cultivation. No matter where you go, it's not a weak hand. But Feng Qingyao's shot just now had already let him know that Feng Qingyao's strength had exceeded the limit of his imagination, and his unfathomable strength was not something he could guess.

There was silence for a long time. Huang Yanping opened his mouth to defend himself, after all, there must be very few people with such strength as Feng Qingyao, and his own cultivation is actually very good, at least there is no problem in protecting the safety of the people.

But when he was about to speak, he saw Feng Qingyao's eyes, there was no murderous aura in his eyes, no anger, and it could even be said that there was nothing. But it was this look of nothingness that made Huang Yanping feel frightened.

Because Feng Qingyao's eyes represent his indifference to Huang Yanping, he didn't take Huang Yanping to heart at all, as if Huang Yanping was just an ant in his heart. Does a person pay attention to the thoughts of an ant? The answer, of course, is no, for any person, the thought of an ant is not worth paying attention to in the slightest.

The so-called clay pot is not broken from the well, and the general will inevitably die in battle. As a battle-hardened general, Huang Yanping thought that he had long put life and death aside, and he was not afraid of death at all. Because the first to die on the battlefield are those who are afraid of death, once they go to the battlefield, they really don't want to die.

But Huang Yanping, who had been rolling in the pile of dead people for many years, was not afraid of death, but when he saw Feng Qingyao's indifferent eyes, he suddenly felt an inexplicable fear, just like the innate fear of cats in old books, he didn't dare to continue to look at Feng Qingyao, and silently lowered his head.

Dao Yuan and Dao Zhen were surprised to see Huang Yanping's state, and they couldn't know why, as soon as Huang Yanping came in, they could feel the momentum of Huang Yanping's body that was not afraid of death, as a person who has been rolling on the tip of a knife all year round, life and death are indeed not the same thing. But Huang Yanping, who should have been afraid of death for a long time, would be afraid of Feng Qingyao's eyes, Dao Yuan and Dao Zhen couldn't figure it out, and the fear of Feng Qingyao in their hearts became heavier.

After saying to Huang Yanping, Feng Qingyao's gaze fell on Yang Lin and the twenty pro-soldiers who came in later, although he just glanced at it and looked away. But Yang Lin and the twenty pro-soldiers felt a chill on their backs, and their scalps were numb, and they felt a sense of fear for Feng Qingyao from the bottom of their hearts. Even they felt that this sense of fear was much stronger than when they faced their own commander, General Zhennan.

Fearing their own commander, General Zhennan, is actually fearing the strict military law in the army, not just fearing General Zhennan, but the fear of Feng Qingyao seems to come from their bones. It's as if they feel that they are inherently afraid when facing the wind and the clear distance, and it is not normal to not be afraid.

"Since you have this kind of strength, it is naturally very simple to enter the Southern Wilderness, and you will definitely not encounter any disasters that are difficult to deal with, so naturally you don't need our protection, you can hire a guide to enter the Southern Wilderness at any time. 」

Yang Lin was much stronger than the twenty pro-soldiers, and he suppressed the fear in his heart, tried his best to make his trembling legs stand firm, and said to Feng Qingyao with a fist. But even at this time, they were still dead ducks, as if they had just shot at Feng Qingyao and them to test Feng Qingyao's strength.

Feng Qingyao's purpose was originally to enter the Southern Wilderness without trouble, and he didn't take Yang Lin's words to save face at all, and when he heard that they had agreed to hire a guide to enter the Southern Wilderness by himself, Feng Qingyao didn't bother to pay attention to Huang Yanping and them.

Kicked Huang Yanping lightly, unlocked the sealed meridians and acupuncture points on Huang Yanping's body and ignored them.

After Huang Yanping got up, his face was blue and yellow for a while, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, turned around and took Yang Lin and they left directly.

For Yang Lin and the twenty pro-soldiers, this was already an extremely terrifying place, and when they saw Huang Yanping walking out, they hurriedly followed behind Huang Yanping and left.

With such a farce, this reception banquet naturally could not be held anymore, and the reception banquet ended hastily, and Dingyuan Mansion Yin hurriedly asked his subordinates to take Feng Qingyao and them to the guest room that had been prepared a long time ago to rest. (To be continued......)