Spirit Vessel - Chapter 1033

[Chapter 1033 Who is the real villain?]

Feng Feiyun was not afraid, and a stormy air flow surged out of his body, unfolding the Golden Silkworm Buddha Realm, wrapping all the monks in the Buddha Realm.

“puff!”

He blasted out with a punch, piercing the chest of a genius of the fifth level of Nirvana, and the Buddha Qi purifies his body, turning it into a piece of light and disappearing.

Not a single piece of flesh was left.

“boom!”

Feng Feiyun’s feet slammed on the ground, and more than a dozen strong men who rushed over were blasted out, like a fly.

He is like a lion fighting a rabbit, no one can stop him wherever he goes, and he is ruthless and will never leave his mouth alive.

Feng Feiyun’s vigor is powerful and murderous, and he is almost invincible. With every punch, he can kill a strong man, even a sage who has reached the Ascension Realm cannot escape death.

“I fought with you.”

A big man with four eyes slaughtered and came up. The muscles of his whole body were like gold and bronze, reaching the sixth level of Nirvana. He was the supreme arrogance of the Western Spirit Realm, and his strength was extremely terrifying.

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

He threw a punch in a rage, and the sky was falling apart, and even the sages of feathering might not be able to withstand it.

“Bang!”

Feng Feiyun smiled disdainfully, stretched out a palm, and pinched his fist firmly.

“how is this possible……”

The face of this big man with four eyes changed greatly, and he felt as if his fist was bombarding the copper wall and the iron wall, and the other party did not move at all.

“Your strength is weak!”

Feng Feiyun smiled slightly, and with all his five fingers, he shattered the entire arm of the four-eyed man, turning his bones into powder.

“Ah!” The four-eyed man screamed.

“Bang!”

Feng Feiyun slapped it down with a slap, and countless beast souls appeared on the palm of his hand, turning into a picture of ten thousand beasts, and the four-eyed man was beaten into a mess of mud.

The Tianjiao of the sixth level of Nirvana can also be killed.

“too weak!”

Feng Feiyun patted his bloody palm and shook his head gently.

“Damn! Feng Feiyun, you are going to offend the entire Western Spiritual Realm’s immortal world. Can you afford to offend? Even if you have three heads and six arms, you will die without a place to be buried.” gritted teeth.

“There’s no need for the sixth son to worry about it.”

Feng Feiyun talked and killed people, like a jade-faced Shura, even the most beautiful women were killed by him with one punch, without the slightest pity.

“Ouyang Wudao, join hands with me to sacrifice ‘Hong Long Zhong’ to suppress him.”

Fang Tongdao threw seven feathering talismans in a row to block Feng Feiyun’s pace, forming seven huge attack waves, even the real feathering sages would be hit hard.

Ouyang Wudao’s eyes were awe-inspiring, and he called out a red Buddha bell. The whole body was full of blood, and the Buddha characters were engraved in the Buddha bell, bursting with a different kind of Buddhist rhythm.

“Om!” The sound of Buddha vibrated.

This is an eleventh-grade spiritual tool, and its power is quite terrifying, and it has killed more than one sage of feathering.

Ouyang Wudao is the first powerhouse of the younger generation in the Western Spirit Realm. He is a double-cultivator of evil and Buddha. He is extremely gifted. on one side.

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

Ouyang Wudao and Fang Tongdao joined forces to inject the spiritual energy of the whole body into the red dragon bell. The Buddha swelled bigger and bigger, like a giant red peak.

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

…

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

“Qiankun’s palm prints the world.”

A Buddha-like heaven and earth slammed down, just like the collapse of the nine heavens, suppressing the power of the eleventh-grade spiritual tool “Honglong Bell”.

“Boom!”

Feng Feiyun descended from the sky, 10,000 spirit beasts galloping behind him, and slammed down again, carrying the power of all beasts.

This is the power of ten thousand Nirvana seventh-level monks!

“puff!”

“puff!”

Hong Long Zhong was beaten and deformed!

Fang Tongdao and Ouyang Wudao both lay on the ground, covered in blood, dying. They couldn’t believe that the power just now was played by a half-demon, which was comparable to the power of the older generation of overlords.

Feng Feiyun floated down without a trace of dust on his body, and said, “You two can also report to hell.”

“No, I am the heir to the Western Spirit Realm master. If you kill me, you will be revenge by the entire Western Spirit Realm…”

“My master is King Chu Jiang of the underworld and Master Bajie of the Taikoo Sacred Buddhist Temple, and my father is…”

They reported their strong backers one by one, trying to scare Feng Feiyun and fight for their own chances of life.

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

The heir of the realm master of the Western Spirit Realm and the first powerhouse of the younger generation died just like that, at the hands of a half-demon.

If this news spreads back to the Western Spirit Realm, no one will believe it.

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

This is a girl with fiery red hair, with a slender body and white skin, wrapped in apricot-red robes, holding a broad sword in her slender fingers, the body of which is several times larger than her body. very disproportionate.

Her eyes were fiery red, her lips were like red ink, and her eyes were sparkling, like an elf of fire.

Feng Feiyun glanced at the girl indifferently. She is a proud girl of heaven, and her cultivation has reached the sixth level of Nirvana. She has always been by Fang Tongdao’s side, but her status does not have to be low. The sword-wielder of one of the swords of “Jiandongtian”.

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

“You killed the sixth son and Ouyang Wudao. The forces behind them are enormous. Can’t you imagine that you can withstand the anger of the powerhouses behind them?” The girl said coldly, her voice clear and crisp. Fierce.

Feng Feiyun said with a smile: “You are the swordsman of the younger generation of Wujian Dongtian! I heard that your Wujian Dongtian’s cave owner is also a heroine among women, the current hegemon, if she knows that you are dressed so sexy and revealing now. , and also fell into the arms of the notorious eighth son, I wonder if your five swords cave master will be mad alive?”

The background of this girl is not small, and she is well-known in the younger generation of the Western Spiritual Realm.

Liusuhong told Feng Feiyun about the girl’s origin, so Feng Feiyun knew so clearly.

“You don’t have to worry about it!” The red-haired girl swung her sword and slashed over.

“Hey! How can I not care?”

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

“Bang!” The war 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 in common with the eighth son, if he hadn’t offended me, said Maybe we can be friends.”

“You… what are you talking about?” The red-haired girl was pinched by Feng Feiyun and struggled.

“To put it simply, the eighth son and I both have needs for women. You have just been sent to the eighth son, so you should still be perfect! With such a big thing happening today, someone always needs to be responsible, just to borrow your chastity. .”

Feng Feiyun raised the corner of his mouth, and then walked into a temple with the fiery red-haired girl in his arms.

In extraordinary times, extraordinary measures must be used.

Xuanyuan Yiyi was still sitting quietly in the chair, feeling what Feng Feiyun had done, and frowned tightly, feeling a little disgusted.

She used her heart to control her sword, and used her strength to resist dozens of sages of feathering. Some people were suppressed by her and flew out.

If it weren’t for the attack of dozens of Ascension Sages, she would definitely stop Feng Feiyun from doing evil.

It was only at this time that she realized that the villain was this half-demon, and the eighth son could only be regarded as a scumbag compared to him.

“Boom!”

The sword qi sent the five feathered sages flying out.

Her sword qi is in the clouds, and with a sword in her hand, she has the potential to sweep the world.

But she just abolished the cultivation of these people, did not kill them, but kept their lives.

Half an hour passed.

The dozens of Ascension Sages were all lying on the ground, and all of them were coughing up blood. The cultivation of Shuiyue Saintess was so powerful that they all abolished their cultivation.

During the whole month, the Asgard Palace was beaten very badly. All the cultivators were so frightened by the battle just now that they shivered, lying on the ground, not daring to move.

“Shh!”

The ancient sword flew back to the scabbard.

Xuanyuan opened his eyes slowly one by one, stretched out two slender jade-white fingers, picked up the wine Feng Feiyun had poured for her, took a sip, his red lips lightly parted, “You treat her to her. What have you done?”

“Did what a man and a woman should do.” Feng Feiyun dragged the girl with red hair out, her clothes were broken, her snow-white skin was exposed, covered with bruises, and was thrown out. .

“You have gone too far.” Xuanyuan was a little angry, and the ancient sword on his back kept ringing.

Feng Feiyun said: “The sixth son of the Western Spirit Realm, and the eighth son of the Shentian Jue Mansion, have all died here. So many geniuses and sages have died, and they always need to give the world an explanation. Do you want to tell the people who use water? The saintess of the Moon Heaven Realm was molested and killed the prodigal son in a fit of rage. Boom! I’m afraid this is not good for Her Majesty’s fame and the reputation of Shuiyuetianjing?”

“So the truth should be like this: The eighth son of God’s Heavenly Jue Mansion has raped a arrogant woman in the Western Spirit Realm, and the sixth son of the Western Spirit Realm, Fang Tongdao, is not afraid of power and resolutely came to seek justice, but he was embarrassed and angry. The eighth son will be killed. The Shuiyue Saintess happened to pass by this place, and when she saw such injustice, she naturally wanted to develop justice, behead the eighth son of the villain, and remove the harm for the people.”

“That’s the real truth!”

“This fact will not damage the reputation of Her Highness the Holy Maiden and the reputation of the Shuiyuetian Realm. I believe that after this incident spreads, the reputation of Her Highness the Holy Maiden will definitely rise again. By that time, the monks in Wujiandongtian and Xilingjing will be Are you still grateful to Her Highness the Holy Maiden?”