Lu Xun was silent, originally he didn't believe that Feng Qingyang would surpass him, but what happened in front of him proved to him that he was uncompromising...... There will be a change.

Everyone looked at Feng Qingyang numbly, at this moment he was like a bloody man, and his last one slammed. It's like shedding a layer of skin, and finally transcending it at the last breath.

"Have you finally proven yourself?" After a long time, Lu Xun said such a sentence, which sounded a little gloomy, and it seemed that it was not quite the same as his usual life.

Feng Qingyang was stunned, looking at Lu Xun's calm face, his heart churned violently, as if everything he had done was within his prediction.

I couldn't help but feel shocked in my heart, the scheming of such people was too deep, like a fog, and I couldn't see it clearly.

"Some things are predestined, no matter how you change them, but he is still in the control of his fate!"

Lu Xun turned his head, and for the first time, he looked at the wind Qingyang, looking at the hideous bloody man in front of him, although his face was calm, in fact, his heart was churning.

"Fate, what is fate?" Feng Qingyang said in a deep voice, his eyes were burning, as if he wanted to see something in Lu Xun, but apart from the pupils that were still like clear water, he couldn't see anything else.

"Look at the river down there!"

Lu Xun pointed to the bottom of Tiandu Peak, at this moment the night has passed, the sky is white, the morning wind blows over the mountainside cliffs, rising a thick fog, and the two of them are looming in this thick fog.

Hearing this, the wind was clear and looked at it, Tiandu Peak was surrounded by water on all sides, and there was a big river that flowed endlessly, flowing up and down, far away to Guiyuan City.

The verdant river and the shade on both sides of the river feed the ordinary people who live around the river.

Seeing that the wind was clear and clear, Lu Xun pointed with a finger and said: "The river is left behind, and the fish in the water flow down the river into the sea and lake, this is fate, and it is also the fixed number of the heavenly way......

After a long silence, a dazzling light suddenly bloomed from his body, and the light pierced the dense fog directly, and the crowd below finally saw the two of them clearly.

The weakest cultivators here are also the early stage of foundation building, so their conversation can be heard clearly.

When I heard Lu Xun talk about the river below, I flew into the sky away from the periphery of Tiandu Peak, and looked at it from afar, only to see ordinary people working in the morning and resting at sunset, and I couldn't help but sigh.

"You say, fate has made you go downstream, can you still swim against the current?"

"Fate has decreed that you should do it at sunrise and rest at sunset, but can you break the rule and rest at sunrise?"

Sentence by word, word by word on Feng Qingyang's heart, his face was calm, but his heart was turned up with earth-shattering changes.

Rumble!

When Lu Xun was about to talk, Feng Qingyang's body suddenly burst out with momentum.

It was an unusual momentum, there was no killing, no bloodlust, only unyielding. After being silent for a long time, his unyielding will finally came out.

"Who says fate can't be resisted?"

"Look at a little fish in the river. The wind was clear and his red hair was flying, and his eyes were shining with a moving brilliance, and he pointed to the river channel in the distance.

Lu Xun and the people below followed his gaze, only to see the river rushing down, but there were groups of small fish in the water going upstream.

Although there are fish that are scattered or even killed by the river, most of them still move forward, even if they are bruised by the impact of the river.

"What do you know?" Lu Xun said disdainfully.

"The fate of a person is predestined when he is born, for example, you are a zombie, if your strength is low, you may still be able to survive in this cultivation realm. ”

After a pause, he said: "It's a pity that you are too high-profile, too public, and the zombies are spurned by the Heavenly Dao, so you can only be the enemy of the whole world, the stronger your strength, and the stronger your enemy will be!"

The wind is clear and noncommittal, but in fact, his heart is also trembling violently.

What kind of concept is that, whether it is a human being, a demon or a demon, it cannot tolerate its own existence. It can be described as a lonely and prodigal place!

"I am a peerless spirit, a rare spirit in ten thousand years, so I am destined to be a powerful person, a person you cannot reach! Even if you are now beyond me, you will still fall behind me. ”

He turned his head to look at Feng Qingyang, and then said, "For example, now." ”

After finishing speaking, he rushed into the air with a brush, and rose a hundred meters again, he was still white-clothed and snowy, and compared to the wolf bèi and terror in the wind, he seemed so dusty.

After that, he looked down and said, "If you follow the sky, you will live! If you go against the sky, you will die! This is fate!"

Some things are born with destiny, even if you resist desperately, it will not help, how can people fight against the sky?

For example, if a river appears, it can only flow from high to low. No matter how much he changes, he can't turn back.

"If fate is predestined, then why do you want to compete with me?" Feng Qingyang said disdainfully, saying that it was destined, but it was still a competition for himself, wasn't this a slap in the face?

"I'll tell you about fate...... Feng Qingyang continued, and then without waiting for the scars on his body to stutter, he didn't use his mana to repair it, he only relied on his own physique to flick it up again, and then caught up with Lu Xun again.

The two of them faced each other, and there was calm in their eyes, but who knew how huge the killing intent was under this calm appearance.

Like fate, two people must die one person, this is a struggle, and it is also reincarnation.

Feng Qingyang doesn't believe in fate, he only believes in himself, he firmly believes that as long as he works hard, then he will definitely succeed, even if he is covered in bruises?

He turned his head to look at the fish that were swimming against the current again, and his heart suddenly brightened, and he suddenly felt a little pitiful when he looked at Lu Xun.

"Are you still you?" he asked in the first sentence after the tie.

Hearing this, Lu Xun fell into deep thought, to be precise, he was hit by Feng Qingyang's words, and he had never dared to face it.

He has been the pride of the sky since he was born, and his cultivation has been smooth, becoming the leader of the younger generation in the cultivation realm, and he is also a peerless spirit body, born with the luck of the Heavenly Dao, it can be said that he will definitely lead an era in the future.

But when he heard Feng Qingyang's words, he was a little confused, am I still myself?

"You're a spirit, it's destined by God, you think it's you?" said Feng Qingyang.

Every time he spoke, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his pale face became a little terrifying because of the blood flowing out.

"You are not yourself, you are just a poor creature chosen by the Heavenly Dao. ”

"Who says fate can't resist? It's just that you've compromised......"

"Compromise? you say I compromise?" Lu Xun smiled noncommittally, only feeling that the wind was clear and ridiculous, he was a peerless spirit, and what everyone dreamed of was a spirit, it was undeniable that as a spirit, he must be the person chosen by Heaven.

But so what? As long as the strength is strong and can dominate the world, what if I am not me?

"Poor ......"