Lord Sovereign

When he recovered himself, Fei Hong found that his neck was cut with an inch long, and blood was gurgling out.

"Who?" Fei Hong couldn't help but asked as he lost his face. If it weren't for this person's movements just a little bit slower, he guess he would be in death's throes by now.

No one spoke in the dense forest, and the dim sky made people feel depressed.

Fei Hong held titan thorne in his hand and looked around warily.

"Om—"

Suddenly, behind Fei Hong came the sound of sword slashing the air. Fei Hong snorted coldly, shook his figure, and avoided the long sword.

But then, he heard a sneer behind him, followed by a palm strike. "Ha, go to hell."

Fei Hong only felt the wind in this palm, like a knife behind him, and instantly remembered the man in black in the Wushan area.

"I want to see who you are." Fei Hong roared. He quickly formed the dragon palm, and his upper body soared. He turned and prepared to battle the person.

When he turned around and saw the face of the incoming person, his figure suddenly stagnated. This person turned out to be Cao Wang just now.

With a "bang", the the four palma collided, resulting in a thunderous sound. 

Cao Wang's eyes flashed a sharp expression. "Fei Hong, what's your cultivation level?."

Fei Hong knew that Cao Wang did not hide his face to kill him at this time. Today, the outcome of things would definitely tell if he would live and die. So, he had decided he would no longer cover up his cultivation level. He shouted again, his teeth bit the tip of his tongue, and his whole body skyrocketed in an instant. True Qi in his body circulated rapidly in the meridians.

"Uncle Cao, why are you trying to kill me." Fei Hong let out a low growl, his palms united, and he went straight for Cao Wang like a blue dragon.

Cao Wang was shocked. The cultivation level that Fei Hong showed at this moment was not below his, and coupled with the unique aura of the Dragon Palms, he felt that he had no chance of winning.

"You still ask me. Just relying on the evidence of your hidden cultivation base, I will arrest you and ask for your trial." Cao Wang said as he waved his palm against each other.

"Then why did you try to kill me in Wushan before? And that Feijianmen were also destroyed by you."

Cao Wang stopped answering, snorted coldly, and his palms suddenly turned into phantoms, attacking Fei Hong from all directions.

"The Phantom Palms were going to confuse me." Fei Hong stopped dodging, and simply rushed towards Cao Wang, with his palms like two dragons playing beads, flashing and moving. 

After a few palm shadows, Fei Hong suddenly took control of the cloud step and disappeared in front of Cao Wang.

"Not good." Cao Wang was shocked. He retracted his palms and rushed to one side.

Before running far, a white shadow flashed in front of Cao Wang's eyes. "How can you never think that I will stop you, Cao Wang."

"Stop me? It's that easy?" Cao Wang said, with a mocking smile. He was about to wave his palm, but found that his neck was cold, and his heart was shocked. He stared down and saw a silver short blade shaped like a lightning protruding from his neck.

How could he control the stepping cloud to such a realm? Cao Wang's face was bitter, he really couldn't believe that a disciple who had been in the business for less than a year actually restrained himself to the core. What he couldn't figure out was that he clearly felt that he and Fei Hong were in the same realm, but how could the gap be so big? 

Actually, Fei Hong was also distressed. At this moment he restrained Cao Wang, but no matter what the result was, this Sacred disciple himself couldn't wait any longer...

"Uncle Cao, if I guess right, the man in black in Wushan is you?" Fei Hong asked coldly.

"Fine, the old man is now controlled by you, there is nothing to say, do whatever you want."

When Fei Hong looked at Cao Wang, he didn't even understand why this person wanted to kill him for a while. "Do you still suspect that I have something to do with Heavenly Demon Village or other demon ways?"

"Hehe, what Cao does is for the good of the Sacreds, and has never done anything unfavorable to the Sacreds. All the things that happened to you, Fei Hong, are not understandable by ordinary people. If you don't say it yourself, naturally it is there as a ghost in my heart."

What Cao Wang said left Fei Hong speechless. Although it sounded a bit irrational, everything was true...

"Uncle Cao, I have never done anything to apologize to Angong for. After my grandfather died, my sister Fei Li Ling and I had no home. I brought Li Ling back to Angong, which meant that Angong was our home. If master Cao doesn't allow me, so let me prepare for a few days and leave the Angong by myself."

After that, Fei Hong withdrew the titan thorne, turned and went down the mountain alone. 

Cao Wang looked at Fei Hong's back coldly, and his heart was already furious.

And not far from the dense forest, a pair of playful eyes could see everything that happened just now. With a flash of smile, he turned and left.

When Fei Hong returned to the refining room, Fangwei and Zhang Long were waiting for him.

"Brother Zhang, Fang Wei." When Fei Hong saw the two friends, his mood became much better in an instant. "How come you have time to come to me?"

"Junior Brother Fei is very busy." Zhang Long joked, "Except for the retreat, it is the refining. We want to see you, the famous refiner, but it's very rare."

"Senior brother, don't make fun of me." Fei Hong smiled bitterly. "Since the two of you are just here, and I happen to have something to discuss with you. Li Ling, pour tea for the two seniors."

Fei Li Ling responded, bounced around to pour tea.