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Chapter 825: Who Is the Real Villain?


Feng Feiyun was not afraid, and a turbulent air flow gushed out of his body, unfolding the Golden Silkworm Buddha Domain, and enveloping all the monks in the Buddha Domain.

"Poof" He blasted out with a punch, piercing the chest of a Nirvana fifth-level Tianjiao, and the Buddha's qi purified his body, turning into pieces of light and disappearing.

Not a single piece of flesh remained.

"Boom" Feng Feiyun's soles slammed on the ground, and more than a dozen strong people who pounced were blasted out, like a fly.

He is like a fierce lion fighting a rabbit, no one can stop him wherever he passes, he shoots ruthlessly, and he never leaves a mouth alive.

Feng Feiyun's strength is powerful, murderous, and invincible, every punch can kill a strong person, even a sage who has reached the Feather Realm will not escape death.

"Lao Tzu fought with you."

A big man with four eyes pounced on him, and the muscles of his whole body were like gold and bronze casting, reaching the sixth level of Nirvana, and he was the supreme pride of the Western Spirit Realm, and his strength was extremely terrifying.

In terms of strength, in the younger generation of the Western Spirit Realm, he is an invincible existence.

He threw a punch in a rage, and there was a tendency for the sky to collapse and the earth to crack, even the Feathered Sage might not be able to withstand it.

"Bang" Feng Feiyun smiled disdainfully, stretched out a palm, and squeezed his fist steadily.

"How is that possible?"

The face of the four-eyed man changed greatly, and he felt as if his fist had hit the copper wall, and the other party did not move at all.

"Your strength is weak" Feng Feiyun smiled slightly, and with a force of five fingers, the entire arm of this four-eyed man was shattered, and the bones turned into powder.

"Ahh "Bang" Feng Feiyun slapped it down, and countless beast souls appeared on the palm, turning into a picture scroll of ten thousand beasts, and the four-eyed man was beaten into a mess of mud.

The sixth Tianjiao of Nirvana is also killed.

"Too weak" Feng Feiyun slapped his bloody palm and shook his head gently.

"Hateful Feng Feiyun, you are going to offend the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm of the Western Spirit Realm, can you afford to offend even if you have three heads and six arms, you will die without a place to be buried."

Fang Tongdao's eyes cracked, and he clenched his teeth tightly.

"This doesn't have to worry about the sixth son."

Feng Feiyun talks and laughs and kills, like a jade-faced Shura, even those beautiful women in the sky were killed by him with one punch, without the slightest pity for the jade.

"Ouyang Wudao, join forces with me to sacrifice the Red Dragon Bell to suppress him."

Fang Tongdao threw out seven feather runes in a row to block Feng Feiyun's pace, forming seven huge attack waves, and even a true feather sage would be hit hard.

Ouyang Wudao's eyes were awe-inspiring, and he called out a red Buddha bell, and the whole body was flowing with blood light, and the Buddha characters were engraved in the Buddha bell, bursting out with a different kind of Buddha rhyme.

"Hum" Buddha sound vibrates.

This is an eleven-grade spiritual weapon, the power is quite terrifying, and it has killed more than one feathered sage.

Ouyang Wudao is the first strong person of the younger generation in the Western Spirit Realm, the evil Buddha double cultivation, the talent is extremely high, and at the same time worship under the door of the King of Chujiang in the Netherworld and a senior monk of the Taigu Holy Buddha Temple, it can be described as amazingly talented and invincible.

His younger generation in the Western Spirit Realm is an invincible myth and legend.

Ouyang Wudao and Fang Tongdao joined forces and smashed all the aura of their whole body into the red dragon bell, and the Buddha Venerable swelled bigger and bigger, as if turning into a red giant peak.

"Bang" "Bang" Feng Feiyun smashed the seven feather talismans and walked out, staring at Ouyang Wudao and Fang Tongdao with wide eyes, and a golden Buddha pattern world appeared on the palm of his hand.

"Qiankun palm print heaven and earth."

A Buddha Qi Heaven and Earth was suppressed, just like the collapse of the Nine Heavens, suppressing the power of the eleventh grade spiritual weapon "Honglong Bell".

"Boom" Feng Feiyun fell from the sky, and the 10,000 spirit beast battle spirits behind him were galloping, and they once again slammed down with a palm, carrying the power of ten thousand beasts.

This is the power of the 10,000 nirvana seventh-fold monks "Poof" "Poof" The Red Bell was beaten out of shape Fang Tongdao and Ouyang Wudao were both lying on the ground, covered in blood, dying, and couldn't believe that the power just now was a half-demon attack, which was comparable to the power of the overlord of the older generation.

Feng Feiyun fell flutteringly, without a trace of dust on his body, and said, "You two can also go to hell to report." ” "No, I am the heir of the Lord of the Western Spirit Realm, and if you kill me, I will be retaliated against by the entire Western Spirit Realm."

"My master is the king of Chujiang in the underworld and the eight-precept Zen master of the Taigu Holy Buddha Temple, and my father is" They reported one powerful backer after another, wanting to scare Feng Feiyun and fight for a chance to survive for themselves.

Feng Feiyun shook his head, stretched out a palm in the void, and Fang Tongdao and Ouyang Wudao's bodies sank directly, leaving only a huge palm print on the ground, and blood was still flowing from the palm print.

The heir of the realm master of the Western Spirit Realm and the strongest man of the younger generation died like this, at the hands of a half-demon.

If this news were transmitted back to the Western Spirit Realm, no one would believe it.

Now there is only one monk left in the Western Spirit Realm.

This is a young girl with fiery red hair, a slender figure, pale skin, wrapped in an apricot-red robe, and a broadsword in her slender fingers, the blade of which is several times larger than her body, extremely disproportionate.

Her eyes were fiery red, her lips were like red ink, and her eyes were sparkling, like a fire spirit.

Feng Feiyun glanced at this girl lightly, she was a proud woman of the sky, who had cultivated to reach the sixth level of Nirvana, and had been following Fang Tongdao's side, but her status did not have to be low for Fang Tongdao, and she was the sword holder of one of the swords in the Ancient Cave Heaven "Five Swords Cave Heaven".

She was dedicated to the eighth prince by Fang Tongdao, in order to gain the trust of the eighth prince, and use the eighth prince's hand to deal with Ye Hongjing.

"You killed the Sixth Prince and Ouyang Wudao, the forces behind them are huge, can't you imagine, can you withstand the wrath of the strong man behind them" The girl said in a cold voice, her voice was crisp and cold.

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Feng Feiyun said with a smile: "You are the sword bearer of the younger generation of the Five Swords Cave Heaven, I heard that your Five Swords Cave Heaven Cave Master is also a female hero, the overlord of the world, if she knows that you are dressed so sexy and revealing now, and you also fell into the arms of the infamous Eighth Son, I don't know if your Five Swords Cave Heaven Cave Master will be angry to death."

This girl's background is not small, she is famous among the younger generation in the West Spirit Realm, and she is sought after by countless monks in the West Spirit Realm Immortal Cultivation Realm, and she is respected as a goddess Liu Suhong told Feng Feiyun about the origin of this girl, so Feng Feiyun knew so clearly.

"I don't need you to care" The red-haired girl swung her sword and slashed at it.

"Hey, how can I not care about it?"

Feng Feiyun sighed, and a scorching flame condensed on her arm, it was a phoenix fire, condensed into a phoenix paw print, pinched the war sword in her hand, and melted the war sword.

The sword melted and bent and fell to the ground.

Feng Feiyun pinched her neck, lifted her slender and graceful body, and said, "I forgot to tell you, in fact, I have a lot of common language with the Eighth Prince, if he hadn't provoked me, maybe we would have been able to become friends." ” "What are you talking about," the girl with long red hair was pinched by Feng Feiyun's hand, and she couldn't struggle.

"To put it simply, both I and the eighth prince have a need for women.

You have just been sent to the eighth son, you should still be in a complete body, such a big thing happened today, someone always needs to be responsible, just borrow your chastity. ” The corners of Feng Feiyun's mouth twitched, and then he walked into a temple with this fiery red-haired girl in his arms.

In extraordinary times, extraordinary methods must be used.

Xuanyuan Yiyi was still sitting quietly on the chair, feeling what Feng Feiyun was doing, he frowned tightly, a little disgusted.

She resisted dozens of feathered sages with the strength of her heart and sword with one person, and people were constantly suppressed by her and flew out.

If it weren't for the attack of dozens of Feather Sages, she would definitely have to stop Feng Feiyun from doing evil.

Only then did she realize that the wicked man was this half-demon, and the eighth prince could only be regarded as a small scum compared to him.

"Boom" The sword qi swept the five feathered sages out of the air.

Her sword aura is Lingyun, with a sword in her hand, she has the potential to sweep the world.

But she just abolished the cultivation of these people, and did not kill them, leaving them alive.

Half an hour passed.

The dozens of Feather Sages were all lying on the ground, all of them were coughing up blood, the cultivation of the Water Moon Holy Maiden was too powerful, and the cultivation of all of them was abolished.

The entire Moon Immortal Palace was very shattered, and all the monks were so frightened and trembling by the battle just now that they lay on the ground, not daring to move.

"Huh" The ancient sword flew back into its scabbard.

Xuanyuan slowly opened his eyes one by one, stretched out two slender jade-white fingers, picked up the wine that Feng Feiyun had poured for her earlier, took a sip gently, and opened his red lips lightly, "What did you do to her?"

"Doing what men and women should do."

Feng Feiyun dragged the red-haired girl out, her clothes were torn, and her snow-white skin was exposed in large patches, covered with bruises, and she was thrown out.

"You're going too far."

Xuanyuan was a little angry, and the ancient sword on his back was constantly ringing.

Feng Feiyun said: "The sixth son of the Western Spirit Realm, the eighth son of the Divine Heavenly Lord Mansion, all died here, and so many geniuses and feathered sages have died, they always need to give an explanation to the world."

Do you want to tell the people who used it, the holy woman of the Water Moon Heavenly Realm was molested, and in a fit of rage, she killed this prodigal son.

I'm afraid this is not good for the name of Her Highness the Holy Maiden and the reputation of the Water Moon Heavenly Realm."

"So the fact should be like this: the eighth prince of the Divine Heavenly Lord Mansion raped a proud daughter of the heavens in the West Spirit Realm, and the sixth son of the West Spirit Realm, Fang Tongdao, was not afraid of power and resolutely came to seek justice, but was killed by the angry eighth son.

The Holy Maiden of the Water Moon happened to pass by here, and when she saw such an injustice, she naturally wanted to grow justice, kill the villain of the eighth son, and eliminate harm for the people. ” "That's the real truth" "Such a fact will not damage the reputation of Her Highness the Holy Maiden and the reputation of the Water Moon Heavenly Realm, I believe that after this matter spreads, Her Highness's prestige will definitely rise again, and then those monks in the Five Swords Cave Heaven and the Western Spirit Realm will not be grateful to Her Highness the Holy Maiden":