The monks of the seventh hall of the Senluo Hall were all alarmed, and hundreds of black-robed Senluo flew down from the central peak like a flock of big black birds, and the sound of breaking the wind was endless.

Hundreds of black-robed Sen Luo are all elite disciples of the Seventh Hall, with a fierce aura on their bodies, this group of Feng family disciples is really the opposite, they must be suppressed again.

"Boom!"

Feng Feiyun raised his head to the sky and slashed out, and a dragon-shaped knife Lang flew out, swept the sky, and killed more than ten black-robed Sen Luo, blood rain fell, corpses and bones were thrown all over the mountain, falling to the ground, and making a "pop" sound of falling to the ground.

Those children of the Feng family were all ferocious, and they all played spells and strength one by one, and tens of thousands of rays of light rushed straight up, blasting the hundreds of black-robed Sen Luo to the point that there was not even scum left.

Feng Feiyun took the lead, walking on the ancient road up the mountain, killing the enemy when he met the enemy, and he met Kou Kou, where he passed, the black-robed dead corpses left on the ground, those dead corpses, were all smashed by the children of the Feng family, and the hatred in his heart broke out.

The first generation of the head of the Feng family followed behind Feng Feiyun without hurrying, never saying a word from beginning to end, looking at Feng Feiyun's back, with an appreciative smile on his face, he nodded slightly.

When he walked to the mountainside, the seventh hall of the Senluo Hall finally had a master arrive, these were three old men wearing purple gold and black robes, with gray hair and wrinkles on their faces like spades.

These three old men have been cultivating for more than four hundred years, and they are the first realm of the Heavenly Mandate, and they are elder-level figures in the seventh hall of the Senluo Palace.

In the Heavenly Mandate Realm, there are a total of nine heavens, and once you reach the first level of the Heavenly Mandate, you can have a lifespan of five hundred years.

However, every level of the Heavenly Mandate Realm is extremely difficult to break through, and more than half of the monks are not talented enough, and after reaching the first level of the Heavenly Mandate, they can no longer enter the realm, and they are trapped in the first realm of the Heavenly Mandate for the rest of their lives.

To use an analogy, if it is said that the Shenjin Dynasty has a total population of 100 billion, but the number of monks who can reach the realm of the Mandate of Heaven is pitiful, and the probability is terrifyingly low, perhaps only one in 100,000.

That is to say, only one out of 100,000 people can reach the Mandate of Heaven realm, and the total is one million people.

But among these million Heavenly Mandate cultivators, half of them are staying in the realm of the first weight of the Heavenly Mandate, because of their talent, they will never be able to break through again, even if they cultivate for three hundred years, four hundred years, it is still the realm of the first level of the Heavenly Mandate, but because of the accumulation of hundreds of years, the combat power is much stronger than the average Heavenly Mandate First Heavy Cultivator.

This is a cruel elimination, the higher the realm, the more powerful the elimination, for example, if a half-step giant wants to be promoted to a giant, there is only a 1 in 10 probability.

Only one of the ten half-step giants can reach the realm of giants.

The fifth-level monk of the Mandate of Heaven wants to reach the realm of a half-step giant, and there is also a 1 in 10 probability.

Those who can stand at the top are always a few.

In the realm of the Mandate of Heaven, the difference in strength of each weight is huge, and with the improvement of the realm, the more difficult it will be if you want to fight beyond the level, after all, if you can cultivate to a super high realm, you are all the pinnacle people after being screened layer by layer, and your talent will not be too bad.

Therefore, after reaching the realm of the Mandate of Heaven, an epic-level genius cannot cross three realms to kill people, even if he crosses two realms to fight people, it is quite difficult, and it may even be defeated.

"Feng Feiyun, let go of our Highness and leave you all corpses. One of the three old men, a rather thin old man, pointed at Feng Feiyun with a commanding tone.

Feng Feiyun took the initiative to greet the white stone giant knife, and said with a smile: "Let my family go, and then get out of the Xuanxing Blessed Land, and I will return her to you immediately." ”

"Bold, do you think you have the qualifications to meet our conditions?" The thin old man knew that the wind and clouds were not easy to provoke, so he directly sacrificed the natal weapon, and a bronze battle Ge flew out like a cyan lightning bolt.

Feng Feiyun didn't fight with them at all, after all, his purpose was to save people, not to kill people, and killing people was naturally left to the strong, and he couldn't rush to the front line.

He grabbed Wan Xiangcen over, pinched her slender neck, pressed it into his arms, and leaned the white stone giant knife against her neck, much like an uncle in the vegetable market killing a goose with a knife.

Wan Xiangcen is now a goose in Feng Feiyun's hands.

"Who the would dare to come over and believe it or not that I chopped off her head?" Feng Feiyun's voice was very hard.

But his face was very pale, without a trace of blood, like a sick man who had been sick for a long time.

He doesn't want others to know that he has already dissolved the rotten blood of Hades, if he lets those big men of the older generation, I am afraid that he will have trouble sleeping, and he will be regarded as a thorn in the flesh, and he wants to kill him quickly.

Therefore, Feng Feiyun must continue to pretend to be a short-lived ghost who will not live long.

Wan Xiangcen's five slender fingers were pinched so "gurgling", it was so hateful, Feng Feiyun actually pinched her head in front of so many people, pressed her to the ground, and leaned the knife on her Bai Xue's neck, which made her raise her head and be a person in the future.

After Feng Feiyun did this, he really frightened the three old men with the heaviest destiny to retreat, for fear that he would force this outlaw to be in a hurry, if he hurt His Highness, the three of them would probably disappear in the immortal cultivation world.

Everyone knows that Feng Feiyu's lifespan is short, and he is not afraid of death at all, and it is precisely because of this that no one dares to gamble with him.

"Whew!Whew!Whew!"

The four female guardians of the seventh hall of the Senluo Hall also flew down from the top of the mountain, wearing black cloaks on their backs, ponytails on their heads, and a golden belt, outlining the curves of their slender snake-like waists.

The four of them are all cultivators with the second heaviest destiny of heaven, they all have the ability to defy the sky, and they have a strong aura on their bodies, and their combat power is not much weaker than Feng Feiyun.

One of them, a slightly older female guard, escorted a middle-aged man with an iron shackle on his body and walked out, and said with a frosty face: "Feng Feiyun, can you recognize who he is?"

This middle-aged man has slightly dark skin, but he does not lose his elegance, with a pair of blazing eyes, staring angrily at the female guardian who just pushed him.

"Second uncle!" Feng Feiyun's eyes were a little soft, he hadn't seen him for a few years, and the second uncle had aged a lot.

Feng Feiyun's grandfather has a total of three sons, and his father's name is Feng Wanpeng, the third.

The middle-aged man in front of him is called Feng Wanli, and he is also his father's second brother, so Feng Feiyun calls this middle-aged man the second uncle.

"Feiyun!" Feng Wanli looked at Feng Feiyun with some excitement, and in his eyes full of vicissitudes, he couldn't help but leave tears, and sighed: "You shouldn't come!"

If Feng Feiyun only had the soul of the Phoenix Patriarch, he might not care about the so-called family affection at all, let alone call a human being his father and second uncle.

In fact, although Feng Feiyun has a phoenix soul, this body is a human body after all, and what really dominates is the human soul, that is, the soul of Young Master Feng.

And the life of the Phoenix Patriarch is more like a huge memory, which can greatly affect Young Master Feng's joys, sorrows, and thinking judgments, but it is not dominant.

Of course, the hatred for Shui Yueting is unforgettable, even if she experiences the cycle of the world, it is impossible to spend half a minute.

It is precisely because of this that Feng Feiyun takes his relatives very seriously and regards them as his amiable and respectable elders, so he will come to the meeting, otherwise, he would not come to take care of these of the Feng family.

Feng Feiyun smiled bitterly and said, "Second Uncle, don't worry, since I dare to come, I have absolute certainty that I can save you from the clutches." ”

Feng Wanli closed his eyes and shook his head slightly, the seventh hall of the Senluo Hall is too powerful, how can a junior be able to compete, in order not to affect his nephew, he is ready to cut himself off.

There was only one concern in his heart now, he opened his eyes and said, "Mao Xue left with you, is she okay now?"

Feng Wanli is Feng Maoxue's father-in-law, he doesn't know what to do, Feng Maoxue is actually a "undercover agent" who arranged for the Feng family to inquire about the news in order to find the ancestral place of the Feng family's mausoleum, and his real name is Nalan Xuejian.

Feng Feiyun paused slightly and said, "She...... It's good that I met a master who is highly respected and has excellent conduct, and now no one wants to bully her. ”

"That's good, that's good, that girl is really blessed, you have to take good care of her in the future!" Feng Wanli was completely relieved, his only concern was gone, and he could die with peace of mind.

Feng Feiyun couldn't hear that he was explaining what was going on, and was just about to stop him from committing suicide, when suddenly, a surging thunder and lightning came from the air, shattering the space and pointing directly at the top of Feng Feiyun's head.

"Boom!"

There is a supreme powerhouse who wants to sneak attack Feng Feiyun, wanting to kill him with one blow, and then save Wan Xiangcen from his knife edge.

The first generation of family heads standing next to Feng Feiyun shot an evil light in his eyes, and just wanted to make a move, he suddenly glanced into the distance, and then restrained the breath on his body, and stood quietly aside.

An old and magnificent voice came from outside the sky, like the sound of the heavenly bell, which shook people's eardrums: "Hmph! As a half-step giant, I am not ashamed to attack a junior." ”

The next moment, the sound was very close, and a walking stick stretched out from the crowd, shattering the lightning that slashed through the clouds.

The half-step giant of the seventh hall of the Senluo Hall flew down from the mountainside, stared at the crowd, and said, "Who made a move just now, and actually dared to take care of the affairs of the Feng family and our seventh hall, you are not small, get out of here." ”

The voice of this half-step giant was also like Hong Zhong Tianyin, which shocked the ears of more than ten Feng family disciples and bleed.

A stiff, gray-haired old man squeezed out of the crowd, holding a cane, wearing red trousers, carrying a machete on his back, and munching on a large pear in his half-toothless mouth.