He is arrogant, like a king in the world, his domineering red hair fluttering in the wind, his clothes are better than snow, and he stands in the void.

"What are you, you little brute, I'm going to kill you!" the old man went crazy, flew up in an instant, his whole body was turbulent, he slapped the storage bag he was carrying, and a magic weapon suddenly flew out.

The old man looked at the wind clearly, his eyes were full of hatred and resentment, he pinched it with both hands, and immediately sacrificed the magic weapon, the thunder rolled, and the power of Jindan broke out instantly.

Seeing this, Feng Qingyang smiled contemptuously, his face seemed calm, but in fact, he was a little nervous in his heart, he was now gambling, betting on a decision.

"You're wrong, it's not you who killed me, but I killed you!" he was in high spirits, and the storage ring on his hand also flashed, and suddenly an inky light flashed.

He looked at the old man indifferently, as if he were looking at a small ant, and he held a brush in his right hand, a huge brush three feet long.

If you have the heart to look at it, you will definitely find that where the brush appears, the void is trembling slightly, and it seems that it cannot bear the majesty it brings.

"If I say you die, you have to die!"

"Arrogant beast, Ancestor, I will poke your bones and scatter ashes today to sacrifice my grandson's spirit in the sky. He was furious, and with a lift of his hands, the void suddenly distorted, and waves spread out, and some monks who were weak in cultivation suddenly trembled all over, and even spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the wolf fled towards the periphery.

I saw that the magic weapon he sacrificed suddenly turned into a big bell in the air, and flew steadily to the sky, hanging down ten thousand cyan rays of light to envelop him, and then shook slightly.

"Bell...... Clang...... Bell ......" three unhurried voices resounded through the heavens and the earth, like a thunderclap in the flat ground, and the weak monks who had cultivated suddenly became sluggish, and they fell to the ground one after another, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

The waves visible to the naked eye rippled the heavens and the earth, twisting layer by layer, and began to fold, as if they were about to crumble at this moment.

"Little brute, suffer death. The old man's eyes were cracked, the catalogue was hideous, and a touch of madness appeared on his face, as if he had seen the moment of his fall.

"I'll say it again, it's not me who dies, it's you who dies!" Feng Qingyang said softly, then raised the brush in his hand and pointed at the old man.

The tip of his nose trembled slightly, and the invisible coercion swept the heavens and the earth, and the light burst into flames, like a firework bursting.

At the moment when he lifted it, the faces of the surrounding Jin Dan powers all changed, and they looked at the wind in horror, and their faces changed, like the moon at night, with clouds and sunny days.

"The pen...... What is it?" the Guiyuan City Lord's eyes flickered, and he looked at Feng Qingyang deadly, trying to find any clues from him, but after a long time, he didn't find anything.

Like him, countless Jindan powers have probed out their divine senses, sweeping back and forth on Feng Qingyang's body, as if he would not perceive it, so he was a little unscrupulous.

However, just as they were sweeping, Feng Qingyang's body suddenly shook, and a thick black mist emanated from his body, and the black mist turned into a whirlpool, actually swallowing the divine consciousness that was searching.

"Huh?" all the Jin Dan Da Neng suffered a dark loss, his face was a little ugly, and he wanted to make trouble but couldn't find any reason, besides, his cheap old man was still here, and this was his territory......

"Hidden deeply, what kind of cultivation is this kid?" At this moment, the city lord of Guiyuan City was puzzled, he wanted to see the cultivation of the clear wind, but he found that there seemed to be an invisible fog on his body, and the fog just hindered his exploration.

Seems to know everyone's thoughts, Feng Qingyang turned his head to look down, his eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles, and it seemed to say, a group of old horsemen, do you think I don't know what you're thinking?

Everyone was divided, and their faces were uncertain, but Feng Qingyang made a move.

With a wave of his big hand, his whole body was infused into the judge's pen, and the strong qi suddenly locked the old man in the distance, and at that moment, he had a murderous intent in his eyes, and he did not hide it.

"What's that?" The old man's heart was cold, and his clear gaze really surprised him, and even extremely frightened, he didn't bother to look at him.

"Die!" At this moment, Feng Qingyang raised the judge's pen and swiped lightly at the void, just a stroke, and a white light flashed between everyone.

Immediately after, the void shattered, as if separated by a sharp knife, a piece of black hole, and the endless void turbulence was like a poisonous snake, constantly spitting apricots.

Some monks who were relatively close to the Void of Great Strength were suddenly engulfed by the turbulence when they had no time to dodge, and then they didn't have time to roar, and they disappeared in an instant, leaving no traces, and their souls returned to heaven and earth completely.

Silent, no earth-shattering sound, not even any world-shattering coercion, it felt extremely bland, but it was so bland, the void was shattered by him.

When everyone's surprised eyes converged on the old man, they were even more frightened to find that his body suddenly bloomed with bright light, and beams of light were released from his body.

Then there was a thudding sound, and blood was all over the sky, and he suddenly exploded, turning into a drizzle, mixed with blood dripping to the ground.

The Jindan power of a generation of ancient giants died like this, and he didn't even have a chance to resist, just like this, a peaceful death, and no chance to scream.

Everyone's hearts were cold, at this moment, when they looked at the clear eyes, they were already different, with fear, there was also a faint awe, that is, the awe of the strong.

Who would have known that the little zombie who could be killed by anyone at the beginning has now grown to the point where Cheng Dù, who can kill the power of Jindan with one move?

"Huh!" Feng Qingyang held the judge's pen in his hand, and immediately flew over, holding the Jin Dan that was suspended in the air and wanted to fly away in his hand, and without looking at everyone, he directly put it into the storage ring.

At that moment, he seemed to see hope, that was the hope that Xiaozhu woke up, because of Jindan!

"Xiaozhu, do you know? I have grown to the point where I can easily kill Cheng Dù, who is powerful in Jindan, and I will come to wake you up soon, Xiaozhu ......" Feng Qingyang's whole body trembled, his face remained unchanged, but everyone could see the excitement and excitement in it.

"You ...... Who's going to kill me?" he turned around, holding the judge's pen, and looked at the people in front of him, his eyes unabashedly blooming with murderous intent.

If anyone does not offend me, I will not offend anyone, but if anyone offends me, I will kill him, and this has always been his principle.

And to kill Jin Dan today, as I said before, he is gambling, betting that he has two opportunities to use the judge's pen, and he will not be directly out of force to a coma because of using it once.

He bet right, he deeply shocked everyone, his eyes were like electricity, and like a knife, slashing across the sky, no one dared to look at him, even if it was the city lord of Guiyuan City, this legend reached the peak of Jindan's power, and they all put away their contempt at this moment.

"Who dares to come?"