ps: These days, two books are sent at the same time, I have to go to work during the day, and I have to learn to drive to do theoretical problems when I come back, and one chapter of the old book is updated, and two chapters of the new book are updated. As a result, I had insomnia, and I didn't fall asleep until four o'clock in the morning yesterday, and my mind couldn't be controlled, thinking about the follow-up development of the plot in the book, and I was really tired. There has been insomnia before, from a little more than a little to sleep in the past to two o'clock, three o'clock, yesterday it was a breakthrough to four o'clock, seven o'clock in the morning to get up to go to work, which is hard, I don't know if you have experienced, today I went to see it, with some medicine for neurasthenia, sleeping pills or something also with two pills. I just want to say that it's just a few days away!

"Leng Wuqiu, what are you going to do?"

High in the air, an angry roar came, it was Huang Daopo's voice, the spikes with terrible rage.

They had already seen such a big movement from afar, but this big battle happened too suddenly, and the attack was extremely fast, and when Huang Daopo and Drunken Qingfeng arrived here, that piece of land became a sea of fire.

Leng Wuqiu, who was stimulated by Ma Feiyun, did not spare his hand at all, and no longer showed the slightest mercy.

"Killing, didn't you see it?" Leng Wuqiu's face was gloomy, and he glanced at Huang Daopo coldly, how could he be afraid of Zizi Ridge in Baiyun Mountain?

Hmph, the Freedom Ridge in the Scattered Cultivation Gathering Place, if there is no such person, you are nothing!

"Bastard!"

Huang Daopo pointed at Leng Wuqiu, and her voice was trembling, obviously angry.

"In this way, you want my life? You, it's not enough!"

In the firelight, a fiery red figure rushed out.

"What?" said Drunken Breeze's eyes widened.

Leng Wuqiu's pupils suddenly narrowed: "How is it possible?"

"Can you still be alive like this?" Huang Daopo's figure seemed to freeze at this time.

And at this moment, Ma Feiyun had already appeared in front of Leng Wuqiu, reached out, grabbed Leng Wuqiu's head, and slammed it with one knee, the powerful force far exceeded the impact of a large truck with a speed of two hundred yards per hour, and at this moment, Leng Wuqiu's entire body was knocked through, and all the internal organs were spilled out.

Terrible force!

Pure belongs to the strength of the warrior, there is no vanity, there is no concept of magic, just the penetration of pure strength.

"The terrifying physical strength, coupled with the use of spiritual power, is a pity for Leng Wuqiu. This teenager is very strong. Huang Daopo shook her head, and at this time she completely lost her previous anger. Moreover, facing Ma Feiyun for the first time, in her eyes before, even a genius could not surpass the gap in the realm.

"Yes, I have the courage and knowledge, at this time, I even dared to make a move instead of sneaking away, if he didn't die, this kid would definitely shock the entire immortal cultivation world in the future, and even look up. ”

Drunk Qingfeng also praised, just as he said, at this time, if the vast majority of people are not dead, they will choose to flee. Obviously not, otherwise he wouldn't have chosen to change his appearance and leave in Donglin Xianfang, let alone flee, he should have waited for the big battle in front of the teleportation array.

With courage, knowledge, and enough talent, it's no wonder that Leng Wuqiu would be bent on killing him.

Drunk Qingfeng actually understood Leng Wuqiu a little at this moment, and he found that this kid was really a terrible demon. In another hundred years, no, fifty years from now, I'm afraid there won't be many people who will be able to suppress this kid, unless that generation of old immortal guys.

Fifty years, this is the evaluation of Ma Feiyun by the drunken breeze!

He doesn't feel the slightest exaggeration, this is his cognition, the most objective evaluation.

And if this evaluation comes out, it will definitely be able to cause a sensation in the immortal cultivation world. Fifty years? It's not a hundred years old, how is it possible? A hundred years is nothing to an immortal cultivator? Even if a genius is like Xiao Chen, cultivating immortals since childhood, a hundred years is not enough time for him to become a monk in the god transformation stage, if nothing else.

This is the opinion of all cultivators, no one thinks this is wrong, being able to cultivate to the Nine Heavens of the Yuan Infant Stage in a hundred years is already a peerless genius that is rare in the cultivation of immortals for a thousand years.

"Hoo ......"

A breeze blew, and a phantom appeared from Leng Wuqiu's corpse, and then an inexplicable force condensed, turning into a small person with a big fist, looking at its appearance, it was a miniature version of Leng Wuqiu.

"Good, good, good, you actually destroyed my body, the next time we meet, I want you to live rather than die!"

After saying that, the villain turned into a bright light and disappeared into the sky.

"After all, he was allowed to escape. Ma Feiyun's slightly narrowed eyes showed a glimmer of light. With his speed, he would definitely be able to stop Leng Wuqiu's Yuan Ying at the beginning, but by now, he was powerless. However, this is also inevitable, there are still two Yuan Infant Monks staring at it, how dare he move lightly?

"Boy, you're good, really good. If you can force Leng Wuqiu to say such a thing, you are the first. Drunk Qingfeng stretched out his thumb to Ma Feiyun and smiled, this is not a joke, it is indeed a little appreciated.

"Are you willing to come to my Heavenly Sword Sect? Don't worry, I won't hurt you, with your talent, my Heavenly Sword Sect will spend a lot of effort on cultivation. ”

Drunk Qingfeng's face was gentle, and his eyes were full of appreciation. As for Leng Wuqiu, did he care about it from the beginning......? Even Zizi Ling was not afraid of Baiyun Mountain, how could the Heavenly Sword Sect, as a sword cultivation sect, be afraid?

Ma Feiyun's talent really shocked him, from the bottom of his heart. Even if he belonged to a sword cultivator with extremely strong attack power, he was surprised by Ma Feiyun's combat power. Although he didn't see the front, but seeing Leng Wuqiu angry like that, he knew that the battle in front of Lu Dao was by no means simple.

Whether it was Ma Feiyun's sneak attack, or Leng Wuqiu's carelessness, if it was another Jindan period, even if it was a Jindan Nine Heaven monk, would they be able to do it? It was already very good to be able to come out so intact in the death formation arranged by Leng Wuqiu, let alone dare to sneak attack, not to mention that this guy also beat the flesh of a Yuan Infant Sixth Heaven Formation into pulp in one fell swoop.

Dare to fight, have courage and knowledge, and have enough confidence in himself, and the cultivation time is not long, but the combat power is extraordinary, all of which add up to make Drunken Qingfeng stretch out an olive branch.

He thought that he would not dare to do this if he was himself.

Such a person can definitely bring a terrifying sensation to the immortal cultivation world.

Ma Feiyun glanced at it, turned into an afterimage, and ran away in an instant. The previous Yuanying real person consumed one-third of his aura, if it weren't for the sneak attack, I am afraid that there would be a hard battle now. Now that there are two Yuanying real people here, he will definitely not be stupid enough to confront it head-on.

"Where to go!"

Huang Daopo shouted, swept the dust in her hand, and the silver filaments on it skyrocketed instantly, and in the blink of an eye, she had already chased behind Ma Feiyun.

Ma Feiyun took advantage of the giant tree in the forest to dodge, but the giant tree that more than a dozen people could hug couldn't stop the seemingly weak silk threads, and was cut into several sections in an instant.

"What a lot of strength!"

A cold sweat broke out on Ma Feiyun's back, such an attack was overwhelming and endless, almost impossible to resist. In fact, his seemingly intact body had a scorching flame suppressed inside, although it was suppressed by the Taiyi Divine Technique, but Leng Wuqiu's Burst Flame Death Formation was not simple, and the terrifying flames had exceeded the limit that Ma Feiyun could withstand.

"Good boy, toast and don't eat and drink. ”

Drunk Qingfeng smiled, a little chill on his face.