Just as Feng Yike entered Sima's house, a resentful voice came from the front.

Hearing this voice, Feng Yike's eyes flashed with a hint of cold murderous intent, but he quickly covered it up.

This kind of thing is taken for granted. In Sima Shijia, the waste of Fengyike is not only a waste, but also a waste that anyone can bully!

In this world, martial artists are absolutely above the waste that cannot be cultivated.

Feng Yike continued to walk forward, not bothering to pay attention to the man who called him rubbish. He is Sima An, and like Feng Yike, he is a bought slave.

"You dog bastard, didn't you hear me call you?" Sima An saw that Feng Yike ignored him, and immediately became angry, and complained again.

When Feng Yike heard Sima An scolding himself for being a dog mongrel, his eyes instantly turned red! In this world, no one treats him well, except for his parents.

Although, his parents died early, this is definitely the reverse scale of Feng Yike.

The world can insult Feng Yike, but never his parents!

In the past, others scolded him like this, although he was a waste, he still resisted, even if he was beaten more and more.

Now, Feng Yike is no longer a waste, he is a martial artist!

I saw that his eyes were red, and his face was hideous looking at Sima An, who was about to come forward and beat him.

Sima An was taken aback by Feng Yike's murderous appearance, and he involuntarily wanted to withdraw the kicking foot. It's just that he reacted immediately: "It's just a waste, why am I afraid of him?"

"Damn, I was shocked by this shit. After reacting, Sima An was even more angry, and kicked Feng Yike's chest fiercely.

In this process, a faint dragon was suspended above Sima An's head.

The day after tomorrow, a martial artist! He actually used the power of a martial artist.

This is obviously to put yourself and die! Feng Yike's face became more and more hideous.

"You give me death!"

Suddenly, Feng Yike let out a loud shout, clenched his right hand, and smashed it hard at Sima An's big kick with a punch.

At this time, Sima An's mind had already appeared in the scene of Feng Yike being kicked out by himself, his chest collapsing, and vomiting blood.

Thinking of the joy, the corners of Sima An's mouth raised a cruel smile.

However, as soon as his smile appeared, it instantly froze. Then there was a look on his face as if he had seen a ghost.

"The power of two dragons! impossible!" Sima An exclaimed. Because at this time, he clearly saw two black dragons suspended above Feng Yike's head, almost condensed into substance.

Bang!

At the same time that Sima An was shocked, Feng Yike's fist had already carried terrifying power and slammed into Sima An's calf.

The power of two dragons against the power of one dragon!

Click!

The crisp sound of a fracture came from Sima An's calf, followed by Sima An's terrible screams.

Bang!

Under the impact of powerful force, Sima An was smashed out of the air, and finally fell on the snow in the distance. Then, Sima An's screams like killing a pig spread far away.

"What's going on?" Hearing Sima An's screams, the slaves who were working nearby heard the sound.

smashed Sima An away with a punch, but Feng Yike did not calm down. On the contrary, the resentment that he had suppressed for many years completely exploded.

I saw that his eyes were red, and he was full of murderous energy, and he walked towards Sima An step by step.

Seeing Feng Yike's terrifying appearance, Sima Anxin was terrified, and endured the pain of breaking his leg, he shouted angrily: "You dog bastard dare to break my leg, you are looking for death!

Sima An was like a mad dog, cursing Feng Yike with great resentment.

"Rubbish!"

Feng Yike slowly walked to Sima An's approach, his face was cold, and he glanced at Sima An with murderous intent. Then step on it.

Click!

The crisp sound of fractures was accompanied by Sima An's screams. But it was Sima An's other foot that was also trampled off by Feng Yike.

"Didn't you bully me and bully me very much?" Feng Yike smiled cruelly and kicked Sima An's waist hard. The huge force kicked Sima An into the air.

His feet were trampled off, and his waist was kicked again! The huge pain directly caused Sima An to spurt out a mouthful of blood and directly fell unconscious.

Seeing Sima An in a coma, Feng Yike's mood gradually calmed down and returned to his usual appearance. I saw that his face was flat and glanced at the dozen or so slaves who were watching the excitement nearby, and then turned around and left here.

Seeing Feng Yike so ferocious, these slaves had long been suppressed, and when they saw him coming, they couldn't help but let go of them with a look of fear.

This is how the world is. When you're a piece of waste, these slaves might rush up and down the well and stomp on you a few times to make fun.

When you are more ferocious than them, more powerful than them, they will shrink aside, not daring to say a word, but looking at you in fear.

From this point on, none of the slaves dared to speak. It wasn't until they watched Feng Yike's figure disappear into the distance that the servants began to talk......

The news of Feng Yike's return and brutal crippling of Sima An spread quickly, and of course, for the entire huge Sima family, the news of his return was limited to his circle - low-level slaves.

The Imperial Horse Supervisor is a special courtyard in Sima Shi's family. Located in a corner of the Sima family.

The so-called Imperial Horse Supervisor is the place where the Sima family manages mounts and strange beasts. In a small courtyard, strange beasts are gathered.

After beating Sima An hard, the resentment accumulated here in Feng Yike's heart was slightly discharged, and his mood was a little better.

I saw him walking all the way towards the Imperial Horse Warden, and the servants who saw him on the road pointed at him. However, Feng Yike has long been accustomed to it, so he pretended not to see it.

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Feng Yike had just stepped into the gate of the Imperial Horse Prison, and a strong wind carried a fierce killing machine to his face. If it was in the past, Murong Yu would not have appeared at all, and there would be no way to resist it.

It's just that at this time, Feng Yike is already a martial artist, and his spiritual sense is very keen.

With a wrong step, Feng Yike's body shook, and he took a step backwards.

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After a crisp sound, a long black whip slammed into the ground where Feng Yike had been standing. The powerful force exploded, shaking the nearby snow directly away.

Seeing this long whip, a cold light flashed in Feng Yike's eyes.

"Huh?"

Seeing Feng Yi Keran dodging his whipping, Sima Hong let out a sigh of surprise. Immediately, a figure appeared in front of Feng Yike.

It was a thin middle-aged man with long, narrow eyes that shimmered with the glow of a gloomy owl.

Sima Hong, the head of the Imperial Horse Supervisor, is in charge of the entire Imperial Horse Eunuch, and he also has a small amount of power in his hands. It's just that this guy is too vicious and has no popularity in the Imperial Horse Prison.

And his only pleasure is to abuse the wind and change customers.

Feng Yike's eyes flickered with cold light, since he entered the Imperial Horse Prison, he had been bullied by this Sima Hong all the time. I can't eat enough, I can't sleep well, and even the poor few copper coins have to be deducted by this bastard.

"You dog bastard, you have disappeared for three days! You dare to avoid your uncle's whipping, I will whip you to death!" Sima Hong was only surprised for a moment, and then he was furious. With a big hand, the black long whip in his hand was like a long black snake and whipped it hard at Feng Yike.

"Look for death!"

Feng Yike's eyebrows swept between the cold murderous intent, this time instead of retreating, on the contrary, he took a step forward. Then he reached out with his big hand and grabbed the black whip straight away.

Seeing this, a ruthless color flashed in Sima Hong's eyes. Running the power, the black long whip suddenly increased by three points, and slammed it hard.

Poof!

The extremely fast long whip, containing great power, actually pumped the air and exploded.

Feng Yike's eyes were even more murderous. If it was before, he was whipped by Sima Hong, even if his hand was not broken on the spot, the arm bones would be shattered.

And Sima Hong was obviously about to break Feng Yike's hand. Anyway, Feng Yike is a waste, even if he kills it, at most he will only be punished by the people above.

It's just that to Sima Hong's surprise, the long whip that he could directly break Feng Yike's arm was firmly grasped by Feng Yike in the palm of his hand at this time.

Sima Hong was taken aback, and he wanted to pull the long whip back with the strength in his hand. But the long black whip didn't move.

In this way, Sima Hong was even more surprised. In just three days, Feng Yike not only dared to resist, but also had such a powerful force!

"Feng Yike, this waste has actually returned. I haven't seen him for three days, and he dares to resist!" "The Imperial Horse Supervisor was not big, and Sima Hong's roar had already drawn out the few slaves of the Imperial Horse Supervisor.

"Is this waste going to die? Resisting! I think this time he's peeling off his skin even if he doesn't die. A slave gloated.

"Look how the adults beat him to death. The other servant approached with an excited look on his face.

"Hmph! Waste is waste after all, and I'm going to kill you today. Sima Hong's heart was furious. I saw his body tremble, and suddenly two faint dragon phantoms appeared above his head.

The power of two dragons, the realm of two heavens the day after tomorrow!

Sima Hong had already used the power of the martial artist, and he sneered, and he was about to kill this Feng Yike. At this time, he was horrified to see that two black dragons also appeared above Feng Yike's head.

Lifelike, like substance, much more condensed than his two faint phantoms.

"Ah, the power of the two dragons! Feng Yike, this waste has actually reached the realm of the two heavens after tomorrow, how is it possible!" Seeing the two black dragons above Feng Yike's head, the seven or eight slaves were all surprised. They all looked at Feng Yike with incredible eyes.

This shocked Sima Hong's heart. Because as long as you are not a fool, you can see that although the two of them are the power of two dragons, the power of Feng Yike's two dragons is obviously much stronger than him.

"Nine Dragons Xuangong. ”

Feng Yike let out a low roar in his heart. At this moment, something that frightened Sima Hong was born. The two dragon phantoms above the void above Feng Yike's head actually turned into the shadows of the real dragon, although they were not so condensed, but they were real real dragon phantoms.

Feng Yike's big hand shook, and Sima Hong suddenly felt like he was hit hard. His thin figure involuntarily flew towards Feng Yike. Seeing Feng Yike wave his other hand and bombard Sima Hong's chest fiercely.

Click!

In the face of absolute power, Feng Yike slammed into his chest with a single punch.

With a muffled bang, Sima Hong flew upside down and landed a few feet away, his chest collapsed into a large piece, and bright red blood continued to flow out of Sima Hong's mouth like a spring.

Sima Hong was furious, he never thought that Feng Yike could suddenly become so powerful.

Feng Yike glanced at him, snorted coldly, and walked towards the Imperial Horse Supervisor without looking back.

The servants of the Imperial Horse Prison were all taken aback. You must know that they usually bully Feng Yike.

Now even Sima Hong, a martial artist of the two heavens after tomorrow, is not the opponent of Feng Yike, let alone them, the wastes of the one heaven?

All of them slowly retreated with shocked faces, not even daring to look directly at Feng Yike.

At this time, Feng Yike paused.

Everyone's hearts slammed, and they were almost scared to death. For fear that Feng Yike would fly over, beat them up, and walk half dead.

"Carry that waste to the woodhouse, and don't let him die. Feng Yike said indifferently, and then walked towards the largest room in the Imperial Horse Prison.

This room was Sima Hong's room, and it was clearly occupied by Feng Yike. Sima Hong, on the other hand, was thrown into the firewood room, the room where Feng Yike used to live.

Feng Yike closed the door, sat up directly on the bed, and remembered the events of the past few days.

"By the way, I've obviously been cultivating in the Mountain and River Tower for more than ten days, why do they all say that only three days have passed?. Feng Yike felt strange in his heart, and as soon as his mind moved, he entered the mountain and river tower.