The golden pupils exuded a ruthless glow, and the wind stirred Qiao Yuan's clothes and black hair, but it couldn't shake half of his body.

At this moment, there was a dead silence all around, and everyone in the audience held their breath, staring at the figure standing in the mouth of the "wind dragon" without blinking, and all cognition was subverted at this moment.

Including Feng Qi and Feng Liu, who were originally fighting in the sky, these two also forgot about fighting, staring at Qiao Yuan below, their expressions becoming more and more solemn.

"This person's aura and cultivation have not changed, why does it give people the feeling that they have suddenly changed, as if they have changed someone?" Feng Liu's eyes gradually narrowed, and when he whispered to himself, a jade talisman flickered and disappeared in his palm.

As he said, Qiao Yuan's aura and cultivation at this time have not changed, but it is no longer him who controls this body, but has changed it to the mysterious power in the small gourd.

Ling Wanchen was seriously injured and dying, anger and killing intent replaced all Qiao Yuan's thoughts, no matter who came at this moment, no matter what intentions he had, no matter what kind of temptation existed in the middle, he couldn't eliminate Qiao Yuan's determination to kill Feng Ba.

I saw that his right hand was raised, and the void was grabbed, as if he had grasped the lifeblood of the "wind dragon", and threw it forward, and he heard a terrible roar in the sky, and the huge body of the "wind dragon" was actually grabbed by Qiao Yuan, like a whip, and was drawn towards Feng Ba.

This scene completely exceeded everyone's expectations, after all, the "wind dragon" was not a real dragon, but a supernatural incarnation.

But they couldn't believe everything in front of him, Feng Ba felt the oppression of the rapid impact most directly, his hair was scattered, his face was distorted, and the pupils of his eyes contracted rapidly, so he had no time to dodge, so he had to manipulate his divine thoughts to try to regain control of the "Wind Dragon".

You know, it is his supernatural power, a supernatural power that belongs only to the Holy Son of the Wind Sect, not to mention outsiders, even if it is an elder of the Wind Sect, he will not.

But now, this magical power has been completely taken away by Qiao Yuan, Feng Ba watched the huge "wind dragon" uncontrollably twisted and swaying in the air, the thick tail rapidly enlarged, and the buzzing in his ears continued, and it was pumped himself.

The tearing pain poured out like a flood, Feng Hachi had never had this kind of experience in his life, his brain was blank in an instant, his vision was blurred, only the figure that came from the sky, like a god of death, came from blur to clarity, and came quickly.

He has been raised as a holy son since he was a child, how could he have had such an experience?

Death comes!

The conceit in Feng Ba's bones made him completely unacceptable, and if his vague consciousness returned, he immediately woke up and roared wildly.

"I am the Son, I can't die, I won't die...... Who dares to kill me, who dares to kill me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a jade talisman suddenly appear in front of him, which was specially sent by Feng Liuxin who had a premonition before.

The light of the jade talisman flickered, turning into a wind barrier, blocking in front of Feng Ba, Qiao Yuan's figure approached rapidly, and when he saw the wind barrier that suddenly appeared, his right hand grabbed the "wind dragon" and pinched it fiercely, and suddenly the "wind dragon" collapsed, but it was condensed again into an extremely sharp sword, spear and halberd.

At the same time, the neighing of horses' hooves resounded through the world, along with the swords, guns, swords, halberds, a war horse was transformed, and there were armor soldiers on the war horse, and the roar shook the sky, such as the heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals swept the world, the momentum was majestic, and the earth was crying ghosts and gods, so that everyone in the surrounding audience trembled, and subconsciously retreated.

At this moment, even the lowest-level disciples felt the killing intent emanating from Qiao Yuan, and he really had this ability, Feng Liu was shocked and anxious in his heart, and he didn't have the heart to fight with Feng Qi anymore, his figure flashed, and he went directly at Qiao Yuan, roaring angrily.

"Bold, you dare to kill the Holy Son, don't stop!"

A hint of hesitation flashed in Feng Qi's eyes, but after a moment, he still frowned, chased after him, and stopped in front of Feng Liu.

"Old Seven, you still stop me! If the Eighth dies in the hands of this person, you can't escape the action. Feng Liu drank angrily.

Feng Qi didn't say a word, he was indifferent to his words, just now, he had already made a consideration in his heart, if there was a trade-off between Qiao Yuan and Feng Ba, he must choose Qiao Yuan, after all, one person was favored by the Great Elder, and the other was just an arrogant and domineering Holy Son.

All this was seen by everyone in the Feng Sect, and it was also seen by Qiao Yuan, who recognized Feng Qi's friend more in his heart, and also recorded this love.

With a wave of his hand, the wind horse stepped into the air, shaking all directions, Qiao Yuan was like the commander of thousands of troops, commanding the phalanx, neatly and uniformly towards the wind barrier.

Whether it was momentum or strength, it was overwhelming, and at this moment, Feng Hachi had completely lost the power to resist, and could only watch as the Wind Barrier crumbled under the impact of thousands of troops.

He looked terrified, and crawled backwards in great embarrassment, screaming as he crawled, trying to grasp the last straw.

"Save me, sixth brother save me! I don't want to die......"

That is, in more than ten breaths, the wind barrier collapsed under the impact of thousands of troops and horses again and again, and the killing intent in Qiao Yuan's golden pupils was already rich to the extreme, and his right hand waved violently, commanding thousands of troops and horses to trample on the bones of the wind.

"Vertical Zier dare!"

At that moment, a thunderous roar came from the sky, enough to crush all the sounds.

At the same time, a coercion that changed the color of the heavens and the earth and trembled the space instantly struck, isolating Feng Qi and Feng Liu, who had started fighting again, extinguishing the surging sea of fire, and rescuing the five Yuan Infant Great Perfection Monks who were trapped.

"This coercion is ......" Feng Qi's expression changed dramatically in an instant, and he looked up at the sky, and a bad premonition appeared in his heart.

Contrary to Feng Qi's expression, Feng Liu's face showed great joy and said, "It's the third brother, the third brother is finally here!"

Everyone looked up together, only to see a young man who looked fifteen or sixteen years old, younger than Feng Ba, stepped into the air, his face was handsome, his eyes seemed to contain stars, his black hair was tied up high by the jade crown, only a strand of white hair fell down in front of his forehead, his demeanor was graceful, and his aura was magnificent.

This person is none other than the third-ranked Holy Son of the Feng Sect, Feng San.

Except for the head of the sect and the Feng Er, who rarely showed up, he was the strongest person in the Wind Sect now, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the middle stage of soul transformation, and he was only one step away from the late stage of soul transformation.

After Feng San came, he just glanced at Feng Qi coldly, then looked down at Qiao Yuan, his brows furrowed tightly.

The roar just now was enough to shake Feng Qi and Feng Six back, and put the flowing fire in their faces, making thousands of onlookers bow their heads in shock, but it was not enough to make Qiao Yuan stop.

Thousands of troops and horses were still galloping, and after Feng Hachi thought that rescue was coming, and a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes, hope was shattered again.

Far from being stopped by Feng San, Qiao was far from being stopped, but his mind moved, and the war horse was faster, instantly crushing Feng Ba's body.

A terrible roar came out, and he endured the pain and torture that he had never experienced in his life at this moment, his clothes were crumbling inch by inch with flesh and blood, his bones and veins were like being smashed back and forth by a sledgehammer repeatedly, and his internal organs exploded directly, and blood splashed everywhere, staining this place red.

In just a moment, Feng Ba had already been crushed into a non-human form, like a puddle of mud and flesh stuck to the ground, but even so, he did not die, his Dao soul was suppressed in his body by Qiao Yuan, and he could not escape, so he could clearly feel every torture and pain.

Hurting Ling Wanchen, this is the price he has to pay, Qiao Yuan will never let Feng Ba die like this easily.

Seeing this scene, the monks of the Wind Sect all felt a chill in their hearts, for Qiao Yuan, an outsider, they had already regarded him as a demon, a demon without human nature, and at the same time, they all secretly resolved that they would never provoke this person from now on, and even where there was such a person, they would take the initiative to retreat.

Of course, the premise of all this is that after this incident, he is still alive.

Feng San didn't say a word, his expression was gloomy like the water of the cold abyss, his figure flickered, and he went straight to Qiao Yuan.

Feng Qi wanted to stop it, but the warning from Feng San just now made it difficult for him to take a step.

In this regard, Qiao Yuan still didn't look back at Feng San, until he came close and saw the suspended black tower, isolating the outside world, Feng San suddenly raised his hand and slapped it towards the Ten Thousand Forbidden Tower.

The strong spiritual impact made the space distort inch by inch, and if it was about to collapse, if such a palm fell on other people, I am afraid that no matter how strong the physical defense is, it will be crushed.

But to everyone's surprise, the black tower didn't move after receiving a slap, and didn't even shake it.

"What kind of magic weapon is this? It can absorb all my power. Feng San's eyes immediately froze, and he muttered to himself in some incredulity.

Others couldn't see the subtlety, but he could feel that the moment his palm touched the black tower, it was absorbed, like an endless whirlpool on the tower's body, which could absorb everything.

Feng San glanced down at the situation below, raised his hand and quickly pinched the trick, and directly launched a divine power bombardment, and if it was a little later, he believed that Feng Ba would definitely die.

It's just that this Ten Thousand Forbidden Tower is an immortal treasure, and the forbidden arrangement is a forbidden in the immortal realm, even if Feng San cultivates well, if he wants to open it in a short time, it is impossible.

The sound of the boom echoed, and in just over ten breaths, the cracks were blasted out one after another by the continuous divine powers in front of Feng San's body, but the Ten Thousand Forbidden Towers and the prohibition that isolated them from the outside world were still intact.

At the same time, Qiao Yuan didn't seem to want to waste any more time treating Ling Wanchen, and with a wave of his hand, thousands of troops dispersed, and his figure appeared on Feng Ba's bloody and blurred body in a flash, stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, directly pulling out Feng Ba's Dao soul and pinching his neck.

Looking at each other, staring at the pair of ruthless golden eyes up close, Feng Ba gave birth to fear and remorse from the depths of his heart.

Just as Qiao Yuan's right hand was exerting force, preparing to completely exterminate this human soul, a sigh came from his ears, which made his eyes suddenly freeze, and the movements of his hands slowed down.

"Qiao Xiaoyou, can you spare his life for the sake of the old man's face. ”

Qiao Yuan's divine sense swept around, and he didn't find where the person who transmitted the sound was, but listening to his tone and tone, he could guess that the person who transmitted the sound should be the head of the Wind Sect who had not appeared for a long time.

Qiao Yuan's face showed a thoughtful look, he slowly closed his eyes, and the strength in his hands was also relaxed, which made that Feng Ba's desperate heart immediately come alive, as if the fire of hope was ignited again.

There was a bright light in his eyes, and he was about to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but Qiao Yuan suddenly opened his eyes and squeezed his right hand hard, completely destroying Feng Ba's last glimmer of hope.

"The head of the house must give face, but he ...... Must die too!"

PS: Some time ago, the computer was broken, and it was repaired for several days and not repaired, and today I borrowed my classmate's computer, so I can continue to code words, and I broke it for half a month, to be honest, I want to give up and don't write it directly, but this book has been written for more than two years, and it's not so easy to say that it's not so easy to put it down, hold on to it, I hope someone will still pay attention.