Defying the sky

Chapter 353 Waste, Disgrace
In the Temple of Wu, with Han Fengxue shouting loudly, there was a brief silence in the space, no one spoke, and they all looked at the fallen corpse dumbly. Snow spiked, outside the Temple of the Fog, the crowd also stood still, looking at that wild figure in disbelief, is the Temple of the Fog really a piece of trash?
The sound of piercing the sky kept coming and going, and in this space, crowds of people kept appearing, at least all of them were powerhouses of the eighth rank, and among them, there were also many powerhouses of the ninth rank, all of whom stared at Han with indifference. Fengxue, Han Fengxue's arrogant shouting had obviously reached their ears.

Glanced at the crowd that appeared, a sneer appeared in Han Fengxue's eyes, nine ranks, even if there are more.

Some powerhouses of the ninth rank stepped forward at the same time, with an air of icy coldness, looking into Han Fengxue's eyes, their killing intent was undisguised.

"Do you want to come one by one, or together?" The corners of Han Fengxue's mouth curled up slightly, with a trace of disdain.

"To deal with a piece of garbage, do we need to go together!" At this moment, a voice sounded, the space fluctuated, and a handsome young man appeared not far from Han Fengxue, with a proud attitude on his face.

"Young Master!" Seeing the young man appear, all the strong men in the Palace of Paladins bowed slightly and shouted respectfully.

"That person said the same thing just now, but now, he is already a corpse, the Temple of the Mist, just someone who can only talk big." Eldest young master, he doesn't care at all, Han Fengxue pointed The corpse at the place showed a faint smile, but this kind of smile made people feel contempt even more, especially the group of people in the Temple of Fog, who almost couldn't help but want to do something.

Ignoring the anger of everyone in Wushen Temple, Han Fengxue turned his eyes to Huan Xing, looked at her complex eyes, and moved closer to her, holding her little hand. He knew that the young man in front of him was Huan Xing. Xing's own brother, but from Huan Xing's eyes, Han Fengxue couldn't see any family affection, on the contrary, there was a hint of coldness.

The young man's gaze also fell on Huan Xing's body, his body trembled suddenly, he opened his mouth, wanting to exclaim, but he stopped suddenly, his eyes showed suspicion, and he looked at Huan Xing carefully , the young man's eyes kept flickering, this face, he was very familiar with it.

Huan Xing let out a long breath, calmed down the tension and fluctuations in his heart, his beautiful face also relaxed slightly, and broke away slightly from Han Fengxue's hand, but Han Fengxue smiled, he understood that Huan Xing had passed I have passed the level in my heart.

"Why, big brother doesn't even know me." Huan Xing's eyes completely returned to normal, even Han Fengxue couldn't see what he was thinking, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, and the young man heard Huan Xing's words, his body trembled. Trembling violently, "Big brother?" It seems that there is only one person calling him big brother, and it's a woman, but it doesn't include Huan Xing. Although they look a little alike, he can Certainly, the other party is definitely not that person, but at this moment, as if thinking of something, the young man's face suddenly changed, and a figure slowly appeared in his mind, looking at Huan Xing, he said in shock: "You, You are a phantom star!"

Huanxing smiled slightly: "Brother still remembers."

Hearing the conversation between the two, the surrounding crowd were all stunned. They also thought of a person. Many years ago, a rare disabled person appeared in the Wushen Temple, who lacked five elements, and that person was the daughter of the owner of the Wushen Temple. Is she the beautiful girl in front of me? The comic scene stunned everyone, looking at Han Fengxue and Huan Xing strangely, it seems that Han Fengxue came here to trouble the Temple of Fog on purpose, and , precisely for this stunningly beautiful woman who had suffered many humiliations in the Temple of Mist back then, and the princess of the temple who should have been high above her.

"I didn't expect you to be a useless person, a disgrace to the Temple of the Fog!" After being surprised, the young man's expression recovered, and he looked at Huan Xing indifferently. He also had no brother-sister affection at all. Huan Xing is just a synonym for the shame of the Temple of Wu , even if Huan Xing does not leave by himself, they will leave Huan Xing.

"Is it a waste? The shame of the Wu Temple?" Han Fengxue smiled coldly, and walked slowly towards the other party: "Today, I want everyone to see who is the waste and who is the shame of the Wu Temple."

When the young man saw Han Fengxue approaching, his eyes also had a trace of solemnity. Han Fengxue's strength should not be underestimated for being able to kill a powerhouse of the ninth rank. The power of the elements is not hidden at all. This piece of space was raging, and the mist surged, covering his entire figure.

"I want to affect my spirit!" Han Fengxue sneered, he has experienced a lot of powerful illusions, and he also has a very thorough understanding of mental abilities. The other party relies on the ability of mist to influence him. , is not that simple.

Just when the young man was about to make a move, the light flickered, and Han Fengxue's flickering ability was activated instantly, while the young man's figure froze severely, unable to move anymore, the elements slowly dissipated. Under people's horrified gaze, Han Fengxue's right hand was pinching the young man's neck.

The figures of the crowd flickered at the same time, and the elements were also released crazily. Han Fengxue saw the movement of the crowd, raised his right hand high, and the young man was suspended in midair, his face flushed red.

Seeing that the movement of the crowd stopped, Han Fengxue retracted her hand again, and looked at the young man with a sneer: "To be honest, you are really a waste." Ignoring the other party's red eyes from shame and anger, Han Fengxue Lead him slowly towards the phantom star.

"Peng!" The ground trembled suddenly, stone chips flew in front of where Han Fengxue was standing, the young man knelt down in front of Huan Xing with his knees bent, and let out a muffled groan, Han Fengxue If he wanted to make him kneel down, he naturally refused, and if he wanted to struggle with him, he would inevitably break a few knee bones, and his face was a little scary. The young master of the Temple of Fog, today, actually knelt down to someone. The trash in his eyes knelt down, and the crowd stared blankly at everything in front of them, lunatic, Han Fengxue is a lunatic, in their hearts, a voice rang out at the same time, dare to do this, what is Han Fengxue if he is not a lunatic , now he and Wushendian really had a deep enmity. What they didn't know was that the hatred between Han Fengxue and Wushendian could not be reconciled at the moment when the second palace master's son died.

"Now, do you know who is the disgrace of the Temple of Fog!" Han Fengxue's indifferent voice sounded again, and the other party said that Huan Xing is a waste, so he showed the other party what a waste is, and the other party said that Huan Xing is a disgrace to the Temple of Wu , he also made the other party a real shame for the Misty Temple, a shame that could not be washed away.

The young man's face was pale without a trace of blood, his eyes were extremely red, revealing a bloodthirsty aura, but no one cared about it anymore. In the eyes of everyone, only Han Fengxue's figure was left, and Han Fengxue was floating in the sky. The voice in the air, this revenge came really fast enough, I don't know why, the crowd outside, seeing this scene, felt very refreshed in their hearts, why wouldn't they yearn to be like Han Fengxue, who is happy to be kind to each other? , Who cares who you are, dare to insult me ​​or my woman, beat me up, this kind of feeling must be very cool.

"Boom!" There was another soft sound, the air roared past, and Han Fengxue threw the young man's body out like garbage, and said in his mouth: "This kind of garbage that only talks big, Killing will dirty my hands." As he spoke, he clapped his hands deliberately.

There was a sound of falling to the ground, and the hearts of the strong men in the surrounding fog temple trembled. They secretly thought that something was wrong. They were so shocked that they forgot to catch the young master.

"Fog Temple, is there anything else you can get your hands on?" Han Fengxue's voice seemed a little impatient, and it was really boring. It turns out that invincibility is also a kind of sadness, and I still like to fight against the tenth-level powerhouse Feeling the heartbeat, maybe some space skills can be comprehended, Han Fengxue said proudly in her heart.

Very angry, but very powerless, this is how the people of the Fog Temple feel at this moment. Except for the Hall Master and the missing Second Hall Master, there is probably no one in the entire Misty Temple who is a match for Han Fengxue. , but the Lord Hall Master has already closed the death test and concentrated on cultivation. How could he have thought that such a thing would happen, and no one even knew where the Lord Hall Master was.

Since no one can combine strength alone to surpass Han Fengxue, there is only one way, go up together, the number of strong people gathered here is still increasing, the entire fog temple finally vibrated, the ninth-level strong The number of people is also increasing, the power of the elements is roaring crazily in this space, but Han Fengxue is too lazy to pay attention to them, and wonders why the master of the Wu Temple has not shown up yet, and a phoenix cry The sound resounded, and the figure of the divine beast Phoenix appeared in everyone's sight shockingly, a divine beast, a ninth-order divine beast.

Han Fengxue and Huanxing stepped directly on the back of the little phoenix, and a stream of light flashed across it. The little phoenix carried the two of them towards a certain direction, where there was the tallest building of the Temple of Fog, with a touch of majesty. The aura emanating from it, Han Fengxue can feel it, there is the central temple of the Temple of the Fog, and it is also the place where the master of the Temple of the Fog stays.

The crowd watched the disappearing streamer, and it took a while for them to wake up, and all the experts from the Temple of Fog also went in the direction of Han Fengxue, leaving only a pair of blank eyes outside.

After a while, the highest temple appeared in front of my eyes. In front of the main hall, there was a huge square, and the figure of the little phoenix also went directly down. Seeing the crowds gathering here in the distance, I felt cold. Fengxue came to the square alone, while Huanxing remained on Little Phoenix's back!

(End of this chapter)