Quanzhen Xianmen

Chapter 130 The Death of Meng Feiyang

Meng Feiyang, 48 years old this year.

If it is a mortal, this age is called middle age.

However, if you are a cultivator, then this age, called youth, is very young.

Meng Feiyang is the son of Meng Zhihuang.

Moreover, it is said to be extremely talented.

At the age of 48, he reached the sixth floor of the Sword Control Realm.

He is one of the 24 battle immortals under Meng Feiyang of Suishan Immortal Sect.

Basically, the number of Suishan Xianzong is about four times that of the fairy cave below.

For example, there is one Immortal of Food in Kaiyang Immortal Cave, but there are four in Suishan Immortal Sect.

There is one Immortal of Taxation in Kaiyang Immortal Cave, and four in Suishan Immortal Sect.

Like the Information Immortal, there is one in the Kaiyang Immortal Cave, and there are as many as eight in the Suishan Immortal Sect.Because the territory occupied by the Suishan Immortal Sect is too large, more intelligence immortals are needed to investigate more places.

The Suishan Immortal Sect is now divided into two parts.

Under Meng Zhihuang's deputy suzerain, there are 24 battle immortals, four intelligence immortals, two medical immortals, two taxation immortals, two food immortals, and two law immortals.

Meng Feiyang is also a very free spirited person.

Meng Feiyang likes to stay in brothels at night, like to play with the most beautiful women, like to drink the strongest wine, like to ride the fastest horse, like to use the best flying sword, and use the most dazzling spells. Meng Zhihuang's favorite spell is the extremely dazzling light spell.

At this time, Meng Feiyang was half drunk, Yu Jian was in mid-air, his flying sword suddenly went up, down, left, right.

Clouds and mist are in the middle of the clouds, messing up.

At this time, a large storm suddenly appeared ahead.

"It's obviously autumn at this time, and the temperature here is still over 20 degrees. Why is there a storm?" Meng Feiyang thought a little strangely. Friends, since you're here, why don't you come out and meet."

"It's not too stupid to discover me so quickly." A middle-aged man in white clothes with snow-white hair and a bit of iciness walked out of the storm.

Meng Feiyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and the drunkenness from just now had disappeared: "I said who it is, it turned out to be one of the two ambassadors under Zhu Zhihuang, the white messenger, as one of the two masters, you are fine Why are you looking for me, is it possible, do you want to invite the young master to whoring, or to invite the young master to drink?"

"I'm not asking you whoring, or asking you to drink, I just want you to die." The white-haired white messenger said coldly.

"Oh, are you going to kill me? My location is easy to find, but the old man usually arranges some hidden guards for me, and those hidden guards are not vegetarian." Meng Feiyang said nonchalantly.

"Lord Zhu Zhihuang arranged to kill you this time. Your so-called hidden guards have been dealt with just now. You just have to wait for death." The white messenger said calmly and coldly.

Meng Feiyang finally became serious: "Zhu Zhihuang is already ready for a full-scale war with my old man. No, although the old man is still a little confused, he usually likes to smoke and drink, but it is impossible for him to Zhu Zhihuang has made such perfect preparations. Unless Zhu Zhihuang has another trump card, for example, he invited an ancestor of the Faxiang Realm to help him outside, or in other words, arranged a traitor on our side."

A strange color flashed across the eyes of the white envoy: "As expected of being the son of the vice suzerain Meng Zhihuang, I guessed it just because I was here to kill you. , or we arranged for the traitor, you don’t need to know about that.”

The white messenger's eyes flashed cold: "Third-level spell, three-headed ice python!"

boom!
A gigantic and extremely ferocious ice python that almost resembled a dragon appeared. This ice python has three heads.

Three heads, one bit Meng Feiyang.

Of the other two heads, one blocked Meng Feiyang's right side and top.

One sealed the left side and bottom of Meng Feiyang.

In the void, it immediately became extremely cold, and the speed was much slower.

Meng Feiyang also knew that this was a moment of life and death, and suddenly burst out several top-level second-order magic weapons, as well as strange spells one by one. He is the son of Meng Zhihuang, so he naturally has many magic weapons , all thrown out, to leave this void, one of his magic weapons is the most powerful, called the Puppet Life and Death Seal, he can leave a puppet here, and the deity is five hundred miles away, very powerful .

Meng Feiyang moved five hundred miles away with a whoosh, and just now he was thinking about escaping with great difficulty: "After going back, the old man must check his group of subordinates for any traitors." At this moment, an ice hand , stabbed out from his back abdomen, and Meng Feiyang's blood froze instantly.

Meng Feiyang turned his head back with difficulty, and found a very serious middle-aged man with a mustache standing there - Zhu Zhihuang.

"It's you! It's not good!" Meng Feiyang spat out the last four words, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Yes, it's me. The seal of life and death of the puppet is such a powerful magic weapon. If the deity was not there just now, wouldn't it have made you escape." Zhu Zhihuang snorted coldly: "Killing Meng Feiyang is enough for Meng Zhi That old brat Huang is crazy, and the next step is to make Meng Zhihuang crazy and step into my trap step by step. Hehe, you actually want to fight with me, you really don’t know what you can do."

"I've confirmed my position as Suishan Immortal Sect's suzerain!"

boom!
Endless thunder and lightning blasted down behind Zhu Zhihuang.

The thunder is endless.

……

boom!
One after another, thunderbolts exploded on the fairy mountain of Kaiyang fairy cave.

Immediately afterwards, there was endless heavy rain, which fell with non-stop rumble.

The raindrops were so huge that they hit the ground and made huge splashes.

There are also many raindrops, which came in through the window.

"It's rare that there is such a big thunderstorm in autumn." Jiang Feng said in a deep voice, feeling that it was coming for a while, and pulled out a blank drawing paper by his side, and began to draw slowly, drawing the road Among them, there are many paintings of snow, mountains, water, and birds, but there are very few paintings of thunderstorms.

For a while, I couldn't think of how to start painting.

Jiang Feng thought for a while, and let the maiden Mingyue grind ink for herself.

Now there is a feeling of red sleeves adding fragrance to reading at night.

Jiang Feng began to ink.

I didn't draw thunder and lightning directly, because thunder and lightning are nothingness, how to draw the pen?
The painting is actually a scholar sprinting on a rainy day. In front of him is a dilapidated temple with a faint fire. Perhaps, in this temple, there will be a beautiful fox fairy.Or, there will be scary female ghosts.Or, there will be other people who take shelter from the rain.Or, there is another one, because of Mr. Book, in which various stories are told.

"This painting is really good and very artistic." Mingyue Maiden herself was born as the eldest lady of the Song Dynasty family, and she is also quite accomplished in calligraphy and painting, so she naturally saw that Jiang Feng's painting was not bad.Of course, there was no praise for the peerless rare product.Jiang Feng's paintings can only be regarded as above-average, not excellent.

Jiang Feng smiled, and at this moment, Daoist Qingfeng ran in with an extremely ugly face: "Cave Master, Cave Master, something is wrong."

Jiang Feng frowned: "Qingfeng, Qingfeng, let me tell you when you will calm down. The last few times you ran in, you always said like this: "Cave Master, Cave Master, something is wrong. ""

With Mingyue Maiden at the side, Pu Pu couldn't help laughing out loud.

Qingfeng Daotong said with an extremely ugly expression: "Cave Master, something really bad happened this time. Mr. Meng Feiyang was killed. It is said that Zhu Zhihuang's subordinates did it."

"What!" Jiang Feng frowned: "Young master Meng Feiyang, is he dead? It seems that this fun is really great. The deputy suzerain, Meng Zhihuang, is a good smoker and good drinker, but it is said that he married a A beautiful daughter-in-law who is as beautiful as a fairy. The pair of daughter-in-laws love each other like treasures. But the wife was not in good health, so she only gave birth to Meng Feiyang and died. Not bad, at only 48 years old, so young, he has reached the sixth floor of the Sword Control Realm. He was regarded as his successor by Sect Master Meng Zhihuang. He actually died?"

"Deputy Suzerain Meng Zhihuang is afraid that he will be furious."

"It turns out that the two deputy suzerains, Meng Zhihuang and Zhu Zhihuang, fought back and forth, and they were all under the table. They are quite restrained."

"This is basically turning the table over."

"Zhu Zhihuang lifted the table like this, Meng Zhihuang absolutely can't bear this tone."

"Of course, Zhu Zhihuang's deputy suzerain, the deputy suzerain, will launch an attack now. He probably set a trap early and is ready for a full-scale war."

"The storm is coming." Jiang Feng said with emotion: "The days to come will not be peaceful."

boom!
The thunder outside exploded one after another.

The rain hit the window sill, and it was slightly cold.

(Well, a new volume has begun.)
(End of this chapter)