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On the nameless hill, Zhou An pondered for a long time. Finally, in the middle of the night, it turned into a long rainbow. Flying in the direction of Great Xia, the Heavenly Mark was about to attack. He had to be prepared before the sigil appeared.

In vain on the city, Feng Rou sat paralyzed in an emerald green robe. His face was expressionless, since he saw Nangong Zhi die in the city.

An inexplicable breath stimulated her. It turns out that death is really very close to her. It's not that you can pay the price for everything, and it is difficult to stand up. Feng Rou rushed down the city wall and ran towards the castle lord's mansion.

In the sky above the dead city, Feng Yi stood silent. The two green snakes on the cuffs are incessantly active.

"You seem to be scared, it's about Nangong Zhi's death. You can't face it, your sister. Or is Nangong Zhi's death not tragic enough, do you regret it?"

Feng Yi raised his head and looked at the cyan divine dragon in the sky, about the temptation of sacrificing spirits. Feng Yi didn't give an answer, and his body flickered. Disappearing into the sky, the cyan dragon groaned softly and disappeared without a trace.

City Lord's Mansion, Zhu Jiu stood. Thinking of the bizarre encounters in the past few days, he was really scared into a cold sweat, and was first attacked by the demi-saints of the Kang clan.

In the end, he testified in front of the four great priests, but it was something that made him wonder. As one of the nine great families of the Terran Sacred Realm, there is a great sage in the clan who is in his prime. How could this sage of the Kang clan be blocked in the sky!

Feng Rou's face was pale and half knelt in the hall, and the aura exuded by Qian Qian was very subtle. It can make Feng Rou suffer without leaving a trace.

As a servant, of course, you have to figure out the master's intentions, and a young junior of the Wind Clan has made his master suffer.

Of course, I want to, and I want to act empathetically. After all, as a sage of the human race, bullying a woman is uncomfortable after all.

"Master, did you say that this kid of the Wind Clan would come? After all, the four clans have already returned your green and white, and each of them has returned to the clan to transfer people to exterminate the beast tide. Stay here and wait, you won't miss the plan of the 'Holy Ancestor'!"

Kang Long's face changed slightly, and his body moved slightly to kick Qian Qian out. Zhu Jiu hurriedly bowed down, relying on the temper of this Terran Martial Saint was too hot.

"You damned minion, you think you can judge your master with a little credit. Don't worry about what you shouldn't have to worry about, and don't think that your daughter is my concubine. You can meddle and judge my decisions, not knowing what is alive or dead. ”

Qian Qian hurriedly knelt down and wept slightly, "The slave deserves to die, the slave is guilty." Please punish the master, don't be angry. ”

Zhu Jiu frowned slightly, this demi-saint of the Holy Realm. It's too spineless, so I can bear it, and it looks like I'm going to find a chance to escape.

Feng Rou felt her momentum disappear and stood up. It seems that he glanced at the farce in the hall and did not say a word. Just as he was about to get up and leave, Zhu Jiu frowned slightly.

It's just that Kang Long didn't stop it, because Feng Yi had already appeared in the hall. The fish has already taken the bait, and the bait is no longer important.

"You really dare to come, it seems that your sister is very important to you. But you have to look at it, after all, glass is fragile. ”

Feng Yi walked smoothly to the passenger seat and picked up the teacup with one hand. looked at the demi-saint who had fallen to his knees, and did not leak a sarcastic expression.

"Feng Yi, you dare to be on an equal footing with my master. You...... Bold," Qian Qian said angrily

Kang Long glanced at it, old man. The old man was frightened and hurriedly kowtowed, begging for mercy.

Zhu Jiu looked at Feng Yi and blinked, this was a good opportunity. You must grasp it, otherwise once you go to the Holy Realm. This kind of life that is inferior to pigs and dogs, he really doesn't want to live a day.

Feng Yi looked at the old man with some doubts, and put his head on the ground. With such a heart, he can become a half-saint of the human race. It's really a family of the Holy Realm, it's too powerful.

Or is it that the Kang family has some ulterior secret method. Otherwise, the old man's performance was too gaffe.

"Wind boy, do you think that the minions I have trained can still be seen?"

Feng Yi put down the teacup and praised "the slave heart is deep, and even the slave is glorious." The Kang family's method of controlling beasts is worthy of being the first of the human race. ”

The old man's face was hideous, but no one could see it. Zhu Jiu secretly mobilized the formation of the dead city and wanted to fight.

"Regarding the matter of the tomb of the Southern Emperor, you lost. I can't stop it anymore, or I'll kill you even if there are a few other families who support me. Kang Long said softly

Feng Yi chuckled a few times, looking out of the hall in a daze.

Kang Long looked at Feng Yi's expression, indescribably happy. Just thinking of something, his face became gloomy again.

"Since you've won, it's natural to take it all. My Wind Clan has no opinion, it's just that the loss in the clan is too great. The demon beast in the east of the city was killed in vain, and he asked the Kang saint to do it for him. Feng Yi stood up and said seriously.

Kang Long stared at Feng Yi with a cold expression, and the frightened Zhu Jiu hurriedly lowered his head.

Unmoved, Feng Yi turned and walked out the door. Ten steps away, each step is like stepping on the heart of the old man. Originally, he didn't have to bow down when he saw people.

When Feng Yi was about to walk out of the hall, Kang Long snorted softly. Zhu Jiu felt dizzy in his brain, and he barely stood up with the help of his formation and demon body.

"Before I'm done, you're leaving. Do you look down on me Kanglong, or look down on my Kang family. As a sage of the Terrans, I have an obligation to teach the manners of the younger generations of the Terrans. Feng Yi, what do you think?"

Feng Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked back at Kang Long. He really couldn't think of the temper and behavior of this human sage. It can, so badly.

Mo was not in Nanban, and he was humiliated several times. There was a crack in the Martial Saint's state of mind, which really damaged the image of the Martial Saint in Feng Yi's heart.

Qian Qian lowered his head and remembered an old thing. Just didn't speak, looked at the ground.

Not long ago, the ancestor of the Kang family. The Holy Ancestor, who is ranked in the Great Sage Fruit Rank, once evaluated the younger generation of Nanban.

The evaluation of this young man of the Wind Clan is particularly simple, his talent in martial arts is better than Kang Long's by three points. Even in the future, his achievements will not be worse than Kang Taiji.

This Kang Long, who has overwhelmed the generation of the Holy Realm, is his own master. It's amazing how small the pattern of heart qi is.

......

Within a thousand miles south of Nanban Xuanwu City, a long yellow rainbow appeared in the sky.

There was a faint immortal sword intent, and the sword intent was grand. Some perceptive demon beasts and martial arts junior masters all avoided Changhong, and Kunlun's name was extremely loud among the creatures above the three grades.

An earthy yellow True Qi hand emerged from the void. He quickly grabbed the sword light, and the creatures in the dark were terrified.

"Rainbow through the Sun"

The sword light did not retreat, but advanced, and a huge sword qi appeared.

The huge palm was slashed open by a sword. A little kendo master who watched it was excited.

"Who the hell are you, I Zhou An asked myself if I had seen you. Why are you chasing after you, is it possible to be lawless as a holy realm?" Zhou An said with a gloomy face

A figure walked out of the void, thirty or forty years old. Dressed in white, with a tiger embroidered on it.

"As a saint, I can indeed do whatever I want in the human race. Although your backer is strong, it still can't escape the palm of my hand. The man said with a smile

Zhou An's face changed slightly, this Southern Barbarian's holy realm was really difficult. Suddenly attacked, one move seriously injured Wuxiang. He took the opportunity to escape, but he was still chased by a true qi clone and had no power to fight back.

"Remember, Honza Himesui. I came to you to give you a great opportunity. The middle-aged man said seriously

Zhou An was just about to speak, when he suddenly felt a wave of killing intent coming from behind. With a pain in his neck, he passed out.

The middle-aged man carried the unconscious five spices and looked at a turtle that appeared in the sky at some point.

"You're even catching children now. It's really going back more and more, and I'm still arresting people in my Xuanwu tribe. ”

"Senior, as a sage of the human race. It is the duty of our generation to find qualified successors for the Southern Emperor. I also asked my seniors to look at the past friendship and pretend not to see it. ”

"Nandi's old fellow's graveyard, you really have a way to open it. ”

"The seniors will wait and see, and they will see in three days. If it's okay, I'll take my leave. ”

After a while, the turtle sighed softly, "Old fellow, it turns out that he has been dead for so long." I don't know, Suzaku still likes him!"