Lord Sovereign

"Uncle Shan." Fei Hong couldn't help being furious. Immediately, he activated the stepping on cloud technique, and in the blink of an eye he came to the shopkeeper Liu. He sent his dragon palms forward like a blue dragon spreading its wings, towards the chest of shopkeeper Liu.

"Heh. Good come." Shopkeeper Liu didn't dodge, and he was hit in the chest with a "bang", but without much effect.

Fei Hong only felt that his fist was met by an iron plate. What a powerful external body force. Fei Hong let out a low growl, his upper body suddenly more than doubled, his veins violently violently, and he attacked the shopkeeper Liu again.

"Orc?." The shopkeeper Liu exclaimed when he saw Fei Hong's changes, but because the distance was too close, he couldn't avoid it. So, he frowned and faced his attack with a fist of his own.

There was another loud "bang", and the two cultivators fought against each other like lightning. They fought for several seconds before they were separated. 

Fei Hong's body shook slightly, feeling a little shocked in his heart. But the shopkeeper Liu took a long step back, so he could stand still.

"Do you sill want to continue?" Fei Hong squinted at the shopkeeper Liu and said.

Shopkeeper Liu gave a cold snort, threw out his fists, and hurriedly rushed towards Fei Hong.

Fei Hong tapped his feet, bypassing the opponent and just about to counterattack, but seeing that treasurer Liu was not slow, he turned and attacked again.

This shopkeeper Liu's fist was like wind, and his fists were fierce. After several punches with Fei Hong, there was still no sign of stopping.

What is the dominant human race of Shopkeeper Liu? Fei Hong stopped trying, stepping on the cloud, and instantly jumped out of the cloud, biting the tip of his tongue.

The bloody aura made Fei Hong's body soar again, and his lower body also became powerful.

"You?." Shopkeeper Liu showed a look of fear this time, Xindao, this person is already above the fourth level of the Meridian Realm. I might not be invincible after all.

Wanting to give up, shopkeeper Liu turned up and ran to the third grandma.

"Huh, stop the thief." Fei Hong shouted, and the stepping on cloud flashed into use again, turning into a shadow and immediately blocking the way of shopkeeper Liu. With a "boom", Fei Hong's punch broke through the defense of Shopkeeper Liu with a force of breaking the Wanjun force, and hit his chest severely. The pair of palms crossed the river like a dragon, hitting shopkeeper Liu on the chest.

Shopkeeper Liu was shocked, and Fei Hong's strength was too unexpected. His mighty aura suppressed him.

"Ah" Shopkeeper Liu screamed, and tried to grab Fei Hong's palms with both arms. But he was knocked out, vomited blood in his mouth, fell to the ground and fainted... It is estimated that this will take a few years for him to recover a bit of himself.

The young master lost the little of his remaining confidence after seeing shopkeeper Liu, his face changed drastically. "You, don't come over, I'll kill her when you come over."

As he said, the dagger in the hands of the eldest master added a bit of strength, and a slight bloody mouth appeared between the third grandmother's neck.

"I'm not coming over. Stop it." Fei Hong hurriedly raised his hand to express surrender. As soon as the young master was about to laugh, his life flashed in his eyes. He saw a silver light flying from the cuffs of Fei Hong, and then he felt cold in his chest and black in front of his eyes. He fell to the ground without a single word.

A silver-white lightning-shaped blade was inserted in the young master's chest. It was the Xuantian thorn that Fei Hong flew out with the help of a raised hand.

Grandma San couldn't hold on anymore, she staggered and sat down on the ground, looking at He Zhen, who was already dead on the bed, and at the uncle Shan who broke his neck, in tears.

Fei Hong's body returned to its normal state, sitting on the wooden chair, with mixed feelings in his heart. He Zhen, the old demon said in his home book that he would marry her, although he could never marry her, but after a few days of talks, he had already regarded her as his sister and friend, but he didn't expect the sudden death...

Three days later.

Both He Zhen and Uncle Shan were buried in the ancestral grave of the He family. After the third grandmother mastered the He family, they rebuilt the original business of the He family in a short time, and the entire He family showed signs of recovery.

After having a dinner specially arranged by the third grandmother that evening, Fei Hong bid farewell to the He family and returned to Zhang Shi's house.

Early the next morning, Fei Hong embarked on the journey back to Angong Mountain. A few days later, he appeared in Ling Castle.

He first went to pay homage in front of his grandfather's grave, and then returned to his long-unoccupied home. It had been how long now, even his parents were not back from the Desolate Border Lands. When fighting the border demons, anything could happen. He could only hope they return safely.

"Hey..." Fei Hong couldn't help sighing when he saw the dusty room. He took a bucket of water and cleaned the house. Then he sat on his bed.

Suddenly a shout came from outside the door.

"Anyone there?" Fei Hong hurriedly stood up and walked out, seeing his neighbor uncle standing at the door, looking into the house. "Uncle. You are here."

"Hong'er. Why are you back?" When the uncle saw Fei Hong, his expression was a little surprised. "I thought there was a thief. I heard that you had something to do at the Angong mountain. Some time ago, there were disciples from the Angongmen who came to find you."

"Oh?" Fei Hong sneered. "I know Uncle, how are you doing, Uncle?"

"Okay, everything is fine." The uncle suddenly lowered his voice when he said that, and looked around at no one.. "Hong'er, follow me in the house, and I will tell you something."