"drop.【】"

As if it was destined by God, sweat actually hit the nose of a disciple of the Tiansha Sect, causing it to splash into a splash of water.

The disciple suddenly became alert and raised his head suddenly.

However, he quickly looked away, looking at the person in front of him who was talking endlessly about Senior Brother Lengyue's deeds, and cursed: "Your uncle is sick. He spits when he talks. I thought it was raining."

At the critical moment, Feng Yang finally used Phantom Shadow to fight, but luck didn't seem to be very favorable to him. There were two people in the corridor, and these two people were two of the thirty flying dragons.

The situation didn't seem optimistic, but the two flying dragons had their backs to Feng Yang at this time, which was a stroke of luck.

Feng Yang calmed down, held his breath and concentrated, his soul power perfectly restrained his breath, and slowly moved towards the two people as if melting into the air.

To kill two flying dragons in an instant, and to kill them with one blow of the sound, even if Feng Yang is now a fifth-grade Martial God, there is no guarantee that Feng Yang will still have this ability if it is just one person.

After all, those dozen or so people were in a hall separated only by a wall. Any abnormal noise might alert them, and they would have enough time to report the news.

In desperation, Feng Yang quietly turned into a room in the corridor.

This seems to be an extremely ordinary room, but Feng Yang Soul God-level soul power can sense the energy fluctuations in the room.

"There is an energy barrier. I'm afraid if I activate it, I will be trapped in this room." Feng Yang thought in his mind. After experiencing several adventures, he was well-informed and could guess the mystery of this room.

He didn't dare to move for fear of accidentally touching the mechanism.

He didn't know where the mechanism was. If people hadn't found it yet and trapped him, it would be dangerous.

Although he has the strength of a fifth-grade Martial God at his peak, and can easily deal with a sixth-grade Martial God, Tiansha Sect is a sect with a long history after all, and there must be something special about it. Denying it, it is impossible to stay on the mainland for thousands of years.

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Feng Yang calmed down his mind and waited quietly in the room. Footsteps kept coming in from outside, and then gradually moved away, but the two footsteps he wanted to hear never came.

I don’t know how long I stayed in the room. I just heard people outside talking about guard changing and dinner. It was already dark, but the Feilong Hall was still as bright as day.

"Tap.."

suddenly..

Two footsteps came from far to near to Feng Yang's ears in the room. The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Feng Yang even held his breath at this moment.

Are they coming in?

Feng Yang prayed secretly in his heart. He became more and more nervous and his heartbeat increased a lot.

As the footsteps got closer and closer, Feng Yang had already taken out the Flying Dragon Blood Sword. The sword was bent like a flying dragon and pointed diagonally at the ground. He stared at the door intently. His arms were exerting force, and the veins were bulging like earthworms. Apparently, he had already

The nerves became tense.

"You go first, I'll wait for others to come and take over before I leave."

Just outside the door, the voice seemed unusually clear, just a door away.

Sweat gradually overflowed from Feng Yang's palms. In the past, he had always had hard sex with each other face to face, but the situation at this time was different from any situation he had encountered before.

The Tiansha Sect has a long history, and the Tiansha Sect's fearsome Feilong Hall, and the Tiansha Sect also has Cao Zhufan and others in their hands, which makes Feng Yang not allow himself to make any mistakes.

Once his target is exposed, Bai Yanhong and others will definitely use Cao Zhufan to blackmail him into handing over the Xuanyuan Sword or revealing the whereabouts of the Xuanyuan Sword. When the time comes, he really doesn't know how to solve the problem.

So now he must ensure absolute secrecy. He cannot take strong measures and can only save people secretly, which is why he has experienced so many lives and deaths that his nervous palms are sweating.

There was no sound of talking outside, and then he heard the sound of footsteps gradually disappearing into the distance, until it was almost inaudible, and Feng Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

After a long time, the footsteps gradually faded away. However, another set of footsteps came through alternately, and the footsteps became closer and closer, becoming clearer and clearer. Each step was like a heavy drumbeat that vibrated in the air. The wind blows in my heart.

Click!

However, at this moment, the room was suddenly opened, and two people came in.

One walked in and the other was dragged in.

One of the thirty masked flying dragons threw the other one directly into the room. The man seemed to have been seriously injured and was dripping with blood.

But Feng Yang didn't have any time to look at this person's appearance, because at this moment, his attention was completely focused on one of the thirty flying dragons.

The Feilong also noticed Feng Yang as soon as he closed the door. Standing at the door of the room, he looked directly at Feng Yang.

At this time, no one moved first, and no one dared to move. Although Feilong didn't know Feng Yang, the sword in his hand guessed that the other person was not a simple guy, and he found that he couldn't sense him at all. The breath, this is definitely the quality and ability to control the breath that only masters have.

No one spoke, and the room was deathly silent, so quiet that there was no sound of breathing. It seemed that the three of them had held their breath. At this moment, Feng Yang and the flying dragon had their nerves stretched to the edge of collapse, and any slight sound was heard. It may make them jumpy and aggressive.

Such a stalemate is a great test of one's human nature. Maintaining the most concentrated concentration at all times consumes one's energy very quickly, and it is also a challenge to one's soul power.

For a moment, the flying dragon seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure. Sweat gradually dripped from his forehead, and his arms moved gently towards his waist.

Sweat flowed from his forehead to his cheeks, sloshed on his chin for a while, and then fell away from his chin and toward the ground.

laugh!

Almost at the same time, both Feng Yang and the flying dragon made moves. The flying dragon's arm turned into an afterimage and wiped away towards the waist, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

However, Feng Yang used Xuanji Sword Technique with all his strength. That time, the power and speed reached the limit that he could achieve. The speed of the sword was a few points faster than the speed of sound. A blood-red sword light shot towards the man at an even faster speed. The flying dragon stabbed it.

As soon as the flying dragon pulled out his sword, Feng Yang's flying dragon blood sword had already pierced the opponent's throat. Before the blood could splash out, the flying dragon's eyes were instantly filled with fear, and his throat was whimpering, but he couldn't utter any words. No sound at all.

The speed between the two of them from the start to the end was so fast that people didn't even have time to blink, and it even made people feel that the sword light appeared out of thin air like lightning.

He slowly lowered the flying dragon's body without making any sound, and then Feng Yang quickly took off his clothes. This was the flying dragon's special outfit.

Fortunately, there were no blood stains on the clothes. After putting on the clothes of the flying dragon, Feng Yang came back to his senses and looked at the person who was thrown in.

Then when his eyes fell on the man's face, Feng Yang was shocked.

But the handsome man lying on the ground showed a faint smile, "I didn't expect to meet you here."

"I didn't expect that either." Feng Yang recovered from the shock and also showed a smile. If there was anything to explain this encounter, Feng Yang could only use the words he had only used when meeting women.

The word fate is gone.

The person in front of him was none other than his senior brother in Feiyun Sect, Hua Shengxue, who was known as the genius disciple of Feiyun Sect and had been at the top of the list for many years.

"Why are you here?" Feng Yang stared at Hua Shengxue in surprise. At this time, Hua Shengxue was a little stronger than when he was a boy, but he did not cover up his handsome appearance at all. On the contrary, because of the passage of time,

After beating, he became somewhat mature and stable manly.

His strong body was still dressed in white, and he had the temperament of a true prince, but now this prince was covered in bruises and blood, and he was a prince in trouble.

Although I had some unpleasant things with Hua Shengxue in the past, and I was even almost killed by Hua Shengxue on the island, but after more than ten years, these things have gradually faded away.

Moreover, Feng Yang knew that Hua Shengxue had his own persistence and perseverance, and that he had his own obsession in his heart. Just like when he wanted to destroy the Feng family, he had done so many things that were unacceptable to others.

Something that goes down your spine and calls you worse than a beast?

Moreover, Feng Yang also believed that even if he had not taken action himself, he would not have really killed Xia Ying, or he must have known his situation and had no choice but to force Xia Ying away.

In fact, he seems to be deliberately trying to make things better for himself. He didn't know it when he was young before, but now after so long, the pain has gradually faded away, and he can think about these issues from the perspective of a bystander, and then he will find that,

What I experienced at that time was actually not what I thought.

Just like when she was fighting with Jingtian, Hua Shengxue did not take advantage of others' danger. But at that time, Xia Ying did not reveal it, so she was frustrated and drew a clear line with Hua Shengxue, and they never met again.

contacts.

Hua Shengxue's thoughts seemed to return to that time like Feng Yang. After a while, he took a deep breath and said: "I came to the mainland for revenge. When I realized that Xia Ying came to Tiansha Sect, I

When I came here, I didn’t expect the Tiansha Sect’s formation to be so terrifying. I was seriously injured during the formation, and then I was brought to this place.”

"Tiansha Gate has a history of thousands of years. How can it be so easy to get in and out?" Feng Yang pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked in shock: "Xia Ying came to Tiansha Gate?"

"You don't know?" Hua Shengxue was even more surprised: "She came to the mainland probably to find you." Although his tone seemed a bit teasing, a hint of melancholy and loneliness could be found between his eyebrows.

"Senior Brother Leng who is a disciple of the Tiansha Sect is Leng Yue." Feng Yang smiled slightly in his heart. There really is such a thing as fate. The indifferent guy who competed with swordsmen in Gulai City turned out to be a disciple of the Tiansha Sect.

No wonder his swordsmanship is so amazing. I wonder how strong he has become in ten years.
Chapter completed!