Prehistoric Rebellion

Chapter 252 Killing (2)

"Why did you do this? What good will it do you to take me away?" Feng Wuying's indifferent voice sounded in the empty hall, but Jing Xuanyang happened to capture the hidden trace of anger.

A smug flash of Jing Xuanyang's eyes, he pointed at Feng Wuying and said: "Forget it, anyway, you will know it early in the morning, so it's okay to tell you now. It's just because of the blood in your body!"

"The blood in my body?" Feng Wuying suddenly laughed, and once the confusion hidden in his heart for 800 years dissipated, he sighed: "It turned out to be because of my blood! Yes, there is a light in my body." But don’t forget, I am a descendant of the Feng family, my surname is Feng, not Liu. You should know that what my mother hates the most in this life is the surname Liu. Always remember, Guangmingzi, hehe, this old pervert, he even plots against his own descendants, no wonder he has been living a life without descendants for so many years, it's so funny!"

"You!" Jing Xuanyang was furious, and an aura rushed towards Feng Wuying, covering the entire hall, causing Feng Wuying's face to change drastically, and the emperor behind him also looked pale, struggling to resist the 800 The coercion of the god-level powerhouse.

"Hmph, Feng Wuying, you dare to insult the Holy Lord, your crime is unforgivable! Don't think that you have the blood of the Holy Lord, so you dare to be so rude. To tell you the truth, I will not take you seriously, even if Now that I killed you, instead of blaming the Holy One, the Holy One will praise the old man!"

Feng Wuying sneered, and said, "Really, Guangmingzi, who is he? Even if I have his blood, it is my shame. Do you think I really want it? The magic blood he left on me is The shame of my life." Ignoring Jing Xuanyang's angry faces, he continued to sarcastically say: "It is not impossible to go with you, but I want to meet this Guangzi, and let him know that he can control my body , but can't control my thoughts, I am a descendant of the Feng family, not his descendant, he has no right to be honored as the ancestor in front of me!"

"Okay, okay, okay. Feng Wuying, the old man underestimated you. Unfortunately, you have no chance to see the holy one. Since you are disrespectful to the holy one, I will kill you today!" Jing Xuanyang's eyes darkened Cold, raised his hand, and a ball of bright divine fire appeared in the palm of his hand, flashing a fiery light.

"Stop!" At this moment, a majestic voice suddenly sounded, Jing Xuanyang was startled, quickly put away his anger, looked respectful, and bowed behind him: "The disciple pays homage to His Highness the Son!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure walked out from the shadow of the hall. Although the man's eyes were flat, he gave Feng Wuying and the other two powerful spiritual pressure.

The one who comes is the Holy Son of Bright Tomorrow, don't say it.This time he was ordered to go down to the lower realms in order to capture Feng Wuying to heaven. As for Master's arrangement, although Xie Yan didn't know everything about it, he guessed a thing or two, so he didn't pay attention to this weak mortal. .

Xiuyan stared at Feng Wuying carefully, a sneer of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth for a long time, and said: "Unexpectedly, you are Feng Wubing's younger brother, you are very different from him!"

Although I don't know who the person in front of me is, but looking at Jing Xuanyang's respectful appearance, it's not difficult to guess the identity of the person in front of me, either a god or a fairy, but it doesn't make Feng Wuying shrink back, because he was once an emperor, It has its own dragon energy to protect it, although it is not strong, it is also fearless!Hearing this person's words at this time, my heart was shocked: "He knows fourth brother!"

A strange color flashed in Xiuyan's eyes, and then he smiled lightly: "It's really different. Although I met you for the first time, I have seen countless people in my life, and I can still see a person's character clearly by asking myself. You have a king in you." You are very calm, and you also have a tolerant heart, these are things that Feng Wubing does not have. He is just a murderer."

"Forgiveness?" Feng Wuying sneered silently, and the corners of his eyes twitched. Forgiveness is only for the weak. For the strong, tolerance often leads to failure. As an emperor, he also How can you not hear the ridicule of this person.However, Feng Wuying restrained his impulse very well, he knew that he was no match for this person, far from it, even though he was already a cultivator at the alchemy stage at this time, he still couldn't win against Jing Xuanyang, let alone the person in front of him!

Taking a deep breath, Feng Wuying smiled indifferently, and said, "You are jealous, you are jealous of the fourth brother, because he is better than you! I wonder if he is doing well in the heaven?"

Facing Feng Wuying's sneering gaze, Xiu Yan was suddenly a little annoyed, as if there appeared in front of him a murderous man, those ruthless eyes hurt him deeply, he was once jealous, once wanted to kill Feng Wubing, But not only did he not kill him, but he witnessed his rise. That is the existence that all gods need to look up to. His rapid rise has become a legend in the heavens. If you dare to trouble him, then you are a god of killing!

At this time, an ant exposed his heart disease for many years in public, snorted softly, stopped talking and waved his hand, and caught Feng Wuying with his hands, and said coldly: "Follow me back!"

However, the moment he stepped out of the hall with Feng Wuying in hand, his mind moved, he looked up at the sky, he was stunned, and he cried out: "Why are you here?"

Above the sky, two figures stood on the clouds.At first, there was a person with expressionless face, looking down coldly, this person was Feng Wubing who rushed over in a hurry, behind him, Xiaolong was holding the little Lingbao, his eyes were wandering, and he didn't know what to calculate.

Looking at that surprised face, it is still the same as it was 800 years ago. Although he is now a prisoner, he does not hide his elegance, and within the elegance, there is a faint dragon aura exuding.

Turning his gaze to Xiuyan who had calmed down, Feng Wubing said softly, "Put me down, and spare your life!"

The cold and silent sound resounded throughout Wutianxing, as if a heavy hammer was hammering on Wutianxing, the sky and the earth trembled, making all living beings terrified.

At this time, his deeds and words are like the way of heaven.

"I tell you to put me down!" With a cold shout, Feng Wubing turned into many phantoms with his hands, which suddenly appeared in the void, rushing towards Xie Yan, blocking all his paths, and filled with murderous intent.

Xiuyan's face changed, and he was about to raise his sword to fight back, but he felt a lightness in his hand, looked down, and cried out in horror: "The man is gone!" Behind Bing, two sharp gazes greeted him, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He was too familiar with this kind of gaze. Whenever this kind of gaze appeared, it meant that Feng Wubing had already fallen into a murderous situation. Among them, every shot will kill!

Feng Wubing glanced at the excited Feng Wuying behind him, showing a hint of a smile, but made Feng Wuying burst into tears: "Fourth brother, is that you?" After all, they are blood brothers, 800 years, Both of them have undergone great changes. The grievances and grievances in the past are like a gust of wind blowing by, not to mention, what is left is only the indifferent family affection!

"You are very bold, you dare to rob my descendants of the Feng family, and you are also my younger brother of Feng Wubing, don't say, I have spared your life many times in the past because you have helped me. It's a pity that you don't know how to grasp it. You have made things difficult for me many times, but now that you have come to this point today, I will kill you right here, extract your soul, refine it and replenish it into the dragon veins of the Dajing Empire, so that Dajing will last forever!" The faint words made everyone look pale. It was a big change, and Xie Yan roared angrily, panting and looking at him angrily, he had already sacrificed the Divine Sword of Light in his hand, and the endless divine light of light shone across the world, covering Wu Tianxing with divine majesty!
Feng Wubing smiled lightly, and softly said: "Kill!"

(End of this chapter)