Hedonist Sovereign

Even though he was retreating in the first place, Feishan’s clothes were still ignited. He could feel the endless crisis hidden in the flame, as if he wanted to devour his soul.

Feishan did not dare to be scornful, immediately took off his coat, and then stood in the faraway place, holding Qin Feng, no longer dare to approach.

Lingkuo is just a fleeting moment, but the temperature around it has risen sharply. However, no one in the eyes of Fijian disciples can recognize the spirit of the sunflower. Even Feishan is only in the heart to suspect that the spirit of the sunflower may be different. One, but not sure.

The Fijian disciples, who had been tempted to kill Haipengmen, had become frosted eggplants at this time. Even the elders of Feishan were not the opponents of the youngsters in front of them, and they even had no confidence in their shots.

Before Huo Fei came to death, he did not expect that the situation would develop to this point. He couldn’t help but think of the rumors that Qin Feng had destroyed several forces from the fire city two months ago. He thought that Qin Feng had a helping hand. Now it seems that He may have killed him alone.

"Bad boy, my Fijian family has no grudges with you. You are leaving now, and the Fijian family can do nothing."

The attitude of Feishan has changed again. He has some taboos in his heart, and he has no courage to fight with Qin Feng.

These words made Huo Fei and Fijian disciples shocked, but they listened to Qin Feng: "You haven't seen the situation until now. I have already said that today I am looking for Fiji to negotiate. If you don't give it again, Say, I’m going to kill you!”

Everyone in the Fijian family changed their minds. From this moment on, they finally realized the danger of being destroyed.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew from the base of the Fiji, Qin Feng did not see the face of the people, first felt a violent breath in front of him.

The flat land instantly burst into a huge pit, and an old and majestic voice came from the sky: "I am waiting for the grandchildren to come to the Fijian family to make trouble. Is it really my family?"

As soon as the sound came out, Huo Fei’s look changed. This is the voice of Feicheng City’s main white pine.

"Great! The head of the door is out!"

"Hey! Dare to kill Fijian disciples in front of Fiji's house. Today is the death of both of you."

"The shit's sea medicine door and the Huaxia Chamber of Commerce are like ants in front of the Feicheng Fiji."

The disciple who was scared to speak before, because of the appearance of Fei Baisong, began to pick up again. A figure fell in front of the crowd, wearing a white robe, embroidered with the word 'Fiji' on the chest, and Hefa’s boy’s face was standing up, but it was a bit like it.

Qin Feng stepped on the golden flying sword and hung in the air. Just now the old guy raided a palm and almost let him take the trick. He first looked at the breath of the other party, only felt calm, but could not see through it.

"You are the Lord of Fiji?" Qin Feng quickly calmed down and his look returned to indifference.

Fei Baisong’s heart was somewhat surprised. He was also a master of the Buddha’s later period. He was the master of the city of Feicheng. Even if the head of Xiaofei’s small forces saw him, he was awe-inspiring, but he did not expect one to look at it. The younger generation did not react.

"You killed the disciples of the Fijian family today, and according to the rules of the city of Feicheng, you can't escape. Seeing that you are only a grandchildren, I don't do it myself. You broke it yourself."

Fei Baisong did not answer Qin Feng’s question at all. A high-profile command was issued, but it was not Qin Feng’s self-destruction. The air broke and the white light flew toward him.

"Bold ants, dare to attack the old man..."

The Fijian disciples did not find the presence of the cloud arrow at all, but they saw Fei Baisong's sideways lightly avoiding. There was a loud noise behind him, and the clouds fell on the walls of the Fijian family, exploding a huge hole.

Without a hit, Qin Feng quickly launched a new offensive. In the face of a late Buddhist monk, he did not dare to be scornful, and there was no reservation in his shots.

Rumble!

Thunder re-emerged, and a thunder sword instantly appeared in midair. This is the power of Qin Feng's second-generation thunder of Lei Tianzhao. The former Fijian elders had no temper.

When Fei Baisong saw Lei Jian, his look changed a bit, but he quickly recovered. He even saved his dodge. He took a palm of his hand and violently condensed into a palm print.

Some of the aftermath remained, and Qin Feng fell to the ground. When he fell to the ground, he urged Feijian to evacuate. The figure just arrived in the air, and the ground before it exploded again.

Rumble!

The loud noises outside the home of the Fiji family continued, and the white pines that caused it all seemed to be on the side. This once again allowed Qin Feng to recognize the gap between the mid- and late-stage monks of the Buddha's light, completely at two different levels.

In the previous battle against Foshan, where Fengguang changed, Qin Feng even had the upper hand. Now, against the white pine, he has not felt a little helpless.

"Hey! The monks in the middle of Foguang in the district also dared to come to Fijian to make trouble, but also uttered madness to kill in the Fijian family? It is really laughing at the old man's teeth."

After some fight, Fei Baisong has not put Qin Feng in his eyes. Even he was somewhat suspicious. It is reasonable to say that the strength of Feishan can win this kid. How can he let this guy be arrogant?

Qin Feng really pressed Feishan because of the use of Lingkui Tianhuo, but he did not dare to take out the Lingkui in front of Fei Baisong. The eyes of Eishan and other disciples should not know what the spirits are, but Fei Baisong is likely to recognize them.

The strength of the Fijian family is much more powerful than that of Qin Feng. He realized that he had to use the brilliance to shock the old guy of Fei Baisong, but he did not wait for the light to be taken out. The voice of Xiao Xiang pig sounded in his mind.

"The master first tries the real sword and uses the gods to attack and suppress the Filipino."

Qin Feng only recently merged the true sword and the soul-splitting eye to create a new true sword. But he has not tried the power of this new sword. After the reminder of Xiaoxiang pig, Qin Feng’s heart raised a glimmer of hope. .

He knows that the true sword can lift the seal on the map of Zixia Valley. This shows that the attack intensity of the true sword of the true sword reaches the intensity of the monk in the late real world. It is not a problem to deal with a monk in the late Guangguang period.

The idea just came out, and a death scent shrouded him. It turned out that Fei Baisong shot again, but he pointed a few fingers at the void, but there were dozens of swordsmen. The sword gas seems to condense the essence, hiding the murderous murder, the speed is actually very fast with the flying sword, it can be seen that this seemingly simple move of Fei Baisong is likely to be a high-level sword martial arts.

Rumble!

I couldn’t think too much. Qin Feng’s foot pulled out a golden light and rushed to the sky. He had already mentioned the speed of Feijian to the maximum, but he was still blown up by the aftershocks. His clothes were ruined and there were **** and fuzzy wounds. Very embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)