Qiao Yuan's voice was not loud, and people outside the prohibition could not hear it clearly at all, and everyone watched the Holy Son, who had an extremely high status in the Wind Sect and even the entire Thunder Immortal Continent, being killed, where could they think about anything else.

In a radius of thousands of miles, there was a dead silence, and only the rapid breathing of countless people could be heard, including Feng Qi and Feng Six, who immediately stopped and stared at Qiao Yuan with wide eyes, their faces full of shock.

Feng San also stopped continuing to bombard the Ten Thousand Forbidden Tower, the big waves in his heart were difficult to calm down, his eyes flashed, he glanced at Qiao Yuan coldly, and then turned his head to look at the east, his expression was a little angry, and a little helpless.

When the matter came to this point, I thought that it would not end easily, after all, a holy son was killed in front of countless disciples and elders in the Wind Sect, this matter can be called a major event that caused a sensation in the entire continent, and for countless years, this is the first time that such a thing has happened, and everyone believes that this bold murderer must not end well.

But the facts are always unexpected, even shocking.

After Qiao Yuan, who was stained with blood, exterminated Feng Ba's Dao soul and made his soul annihilated, as if nothing happened, he grabbed it with his right hand, and the power of the prohibition dispersed, and the Ten Thousand Forbidden Towers shrank and flew into his mouth.

The five Yuanying Great Perfection monks who had rushed to help the gust of wind eight before came back to their senses from disbelief, their eyes were red, and their expressions were extremely sad and indignant.

"You...... You...... How dare you kill the Eight Holy Sons!"

In the face of the extremely angry accusations of these five people, Qiao Yuan didn't even look at it, the ruthless gaze from the golden pupils pointed directly at Feng San, with his current strength, except for the head of the Feng Sect who had never come out and probably didn't plan to come out, only this Feng San could fight with it.

Feng San's eyes were cold, and when he made eye contact with Qiao Yuan, he couldn't see any anger and hatred in his expression, it seemed that Feng Ba's death had nothing to do with him, but in fact, in addition to being quite jealous of Qiao Yuan at this moment, just now, the voice of the head of the Feng Sect came into his ears.

"Feng Ba's death is self-inflicted. ”

In just eight words, the tone without any emotion is enough to explain everything, Feng San knows that the origin of this strange young man in front of him is extremely not simple.

It is also for this reason that Feng Ba was killed, the head of the sect did not even come out, Feng San will inevitably have a feeling of sadness for the death of a rabbit and a fox in his heart, the dignified holy son, died in such an unknown way, and the sect still does not give any explanation, which is by no means a good thing internally and externally.

"Three Holy Sons, please avenge the Eight Holy Sons, kill this person, and sacrifice the souls of the Eight Holy Sons. Among the five Yuanying Great Perfection monks, an old man stood up first, bowed deeply to Feng San, and spoke sadly.

Subsequently, the other four people also worshiped sadly, which resonated with many people around, after all, Feng Ba is the holy son of the Feng Sect, and it is definitely a great shame to be killed in the sect, and the way to wash away the shame is to avenge it.

All of a sudden, many people bent down and worshipped, begging Feng San to kill Qiao Yuan and avenge Feng Ba, and even Feng Liu took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire and wanted to join forces with Feng San.

At this moment, the only one who was still on Qiao Yuan's side was Feng Qiyi, but he didn't dare to risk the world's condemnation and speak directly for Qiao Yuan, but chose to be silent.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Feng San, but to everyone's great disappointment, Feng San didn't say a word, just snorted coldly, and turned away.

Seeing such a situation, the most unacceptable thing was Feng Liu and the five Yuanying Great Perfection Cultivators, all of whom had changed their expressions and hurriedly chased after them.

"Third brother, you are ......"

"Sixth, don't worry about this. Feng San's figure paused slightly, and the words came out, without looking back.

This matter was originally caused by Li Shenghai being beaten into the Thunder Sea, in the final analysis, Qiao Yuan was his enemy of Feng Liu, and Feng Ba was just doing him a favor and came to stop it, but now that it has come to such a result, how can Feng Liu accept it.

"This ...... Third Brother ......"

It's just that when Feng Liu opened his mouth again and wanted to say something, a terrifying momentum suddenly emanated from Feng San's body, he turned his head suddenly, stared at Feng Liu with gloomy eyes, and opened his mouth coldly.

"I said don't care about it, don't worry about it, don't you understand?"

These words were accompanied by Feng San's strong coercion, which made Feng Liu's body and mind tremble violently, and he took three steps back, not daring to have any objections.

After many years of getting along, he knew that Feng San said such things, and such a look in his eyes must mean that the seriousness of the matter was no longer what he had estimated.

But the five Yuanying Great Perfection monks were still unwilling, and after Feng Liu was silent, they stepped forward to bow together.

"The Three Holy Sons, the Eight Holy Sons were killed in the sect, can you ignore it......"

Before he finished speaking, Feng San snorted coldly and said gloomily: "The old man is used to being domineering on weekdays, and he is really to blame for this catastrophe, if you want to accompany him to the funeral, this holy son will not stop you." ”

After Feng San finished speaking, he gave Feng Liu a look, and galloped away directly, Feng Liu clenched his fist unwillingly, looked back at Qiao Yuan with murderous intent, and finally chose to leave.

The five Yuanying Great Perfection Monks froze in place, unable to return to their senses for a long time, they had no idea that this would be the way things would turn out.

Feng Qi in the distance didn't expect it, and everyone around him didn't expect it to be like this, only Qiao Yuan's expression was indifferent, and he didn't make any waves.

A moment later, under the gaze of everyone, Qiao Yuan took a step, seeing that his direction was going straight to the eastern seaside.

The five Yuanying Great Perfection Cultivators were originally just blocking Qiao Yuan's inevitable path, but when they saw him coming at this moment, they were all stunned and looked nervous, after all, this person in front of them was a person who could be killed by even a Soul Transformation Stage cultivator.

All of a sudden, the hearts of the five people who wanted revenge were immediately replaced by fear, and then recalled the words of Feng San before leaving, and the bodies of the five people subconsciously stepped back.

retreated, thousand, thousand, and finally under the pressure of Qiao Yuan's unconscious momentum, the five of them had no intention of revenge at all, and fled directly.

Qiao Yuan is not a murderous person, he doesn't look at these five people at all, and only after Feng Qi catches up with him can he speak calmly.

"Let's go, let's go straight to Fengshen Cliff. ”

Feng Qi looked at Qiao Yuan's eyes that radiated golden light, and for some reason, he didn't question his words, but nodded.

You know, their original plan was to go to the head of the Wind Sect first, report everything to the head of the sect, and then go to the Wind God Cliff, but now, Qiao Yuan felt that there was no need to go.

At this moment, on a small island in the far east, hanging far from the sea, two men sat cross-legged on two rocks jutting out of the sea, each holding a fishing rod, looking at the rippling water, silent.

These two people, the one on the left is wearing a silver robe, his beard and hair are white, both his appearance and temperament are out of the ordinary, immortal style bones, a master's demeanor, this person is the great elder of the Lei Immortal Sect.

And the person on the right is very weird, there is no rain tomorrow, but he is wearing a robe, wearing a hat, and his head is lowered so that people can't see his face clearly, and he can only judge by his body that this person should be a man.

The two of them were silent all the time, as if they were concentrating on fishing, the wind and waves were undulating, suddenly, the sea rolled up violently, the great elder's eyes lit up, and he gently lifted the bamboo pole in his hand, and only a golden fish with a length of three feet broke out of the water, fell on the shore, and struggled violently.

The man with the hat didn't even look at it, but focused on catching his own fish.

With a flick of the Great Elder's wrist, the hook automatically unloaded and fell into the water again, he looked sideways at the man wearing the hat, and slowly spoke.

"Feng Fan, how about this golden drum fish that you fished for your teacher? It's several times bigger than what you usually catch. ”

"Master, the fish is not big, enough for the disciples to eat in one meal. After saying that, the man with the hat also raised his hand, and saw a small golden fish the size of a palm being pulled out of the water, and the man grabbed it in his hand, and took it off and put it into the fish basket.

"Having said that, if you were to exchange your big fish for your small fish, would you be willing to exchange it?" the Great Elder asked with a slight smile.

The man with the hat did not reply, but got up and put away the rod and basket, and walked slowly towards the island as if he were walking on the water, as if he were not going to continue fishing.

It's just that when he walked up to the three-zhang big fish that was rolling and struggling on the shore, this person paused, turned to look at the Great Elder and asked unwillingly.

"Shizun is so sure, then Qiao Yuan is this big fish?"

"Being a teacher won't let you suffer. The Great Elder nodded with a smile and replied.

Hearing such affirmative words, the man shook his hand, directly poured all the small fish in the basket into the water, put away the big fish on the ground, and spoke calmly.

"Okay, then the disciple will taste the taste of this big fish today. ”

The Great Elder knew that today's matter was over, and he didn't speak anymore, and his figure slowly disappeared in place with a smile.

When he had completely left, the man with the hat slowly removed it, revealing a devastated face, and his face was full of criss-crossing scars, as if it had been cut by a sword, but it was not like it, and it looked extremely hideous and terrifying.

But the most attractive thing is his blue eyes, as deep as the eye of a storm.

This person is the head of the Wind Sect, and he is also the head of the four disciples under the Great Elder of the Thunder Immortal Sect, and his name is Fengfan!

He looked into the distance, looking in the direction of the continent without blinking, as if he was thinking about something, or waiting for something.

After a stick of incense, more than a dozen Changhong galloped in all directions in the far sky, and finally stopped outside the island, turned into figures, and bowed in unison.

But before those people could open their mouths to ask to see, Feng Fan took the lead in speaking.

"Passing on the throne order, Qiao Yuan is the new quasi-saint son of this sect and lives in the Fengshen Cliff. The Eight Holy Sons provoked the Seven Holy Sons, and their bodies were eliminated, and the blame was taken by themselves, and the Seven Holy Sons and Qiao Yuan were punished for introspection. ”

As soon as these words came out, it was no less than a shocking storm on the sea, and the more than ten people immediately looked at each other, all with disbelief in their eyes.

Among them, there are Feng San, Feng Liu, and the people of Feng Bayi, as well as the elders, they are all the top controllers of the Feng Sect, this time, one is to explore the idea of the master, and the other is to inquire about the origin of Qiao Yuan, but they didn't think that before everyone entered the island, they were completely blocked by the words of the master.

At this moment, they even had a guess that the head of the house was killed and replaced, otherwise why would they ...... Such an unconvincing conclusion.