The Flying Dragon Blood Sword is a magic weapon from Wuhun Continent. Even in the Holy Land where the strength of space and objects are many times higher, it is still considered a good sword and is definitely not comparable to ordinary swords.【】

The bloody sword light of the Feilong Blood Sword filled the air in front of Lu Yunliang, shocking Lu Yunliang into a cold sweat. He was really afraid that if Feng Yang was unstable, the bloody sword light would be mixed with his own blood.

Fortunately, the situation that Lu Yunliang was worried about did not appear, but then he was shocked by Feng Yang's progress. The speed just now was even worse than those of the top experts in the Holy City, and the power was even more breathtaking.

However, if he had known how he had gone through these decades, he might not have been so surprised by his swordsmanship, but would have been shocked by Feng Yang's will and character.

How tenacious and determined a person must be to be able to endure decades of boring and lonely life dancing with beasts. In order to become stronger, it is undeniable that Feng Yang is a very extreme person.

This kind of mentality also belongs to a kind of once and for all, one-time cultivation life that ordinary people cannot tolerate, and then you can make trouble after you get out.

The steel chain was cut off, and Lu Yunliang relaxed his muscles and bones. It seemed that he had been tied up for too long, and his bones made a "clucking" sound.

"Brother Low-key, how long have you been kidnapped?" Feng Yang looked at Lun Yunlong in surprise as his bones made a sound when he moved.

"It didn't take long." Lu Yun turned his head calmly, tears streaming down his face.

A person as low-key and face-conscious as he is would not tell Feng Yang that he had been tied up in this poor place for more than a year without moving. Fortunately, there were people to help him eat, drink, and defecate.

If Feng Yang knew that he could be so content after being controlled like this for so long, he would probably be shocked.

Probably because his muscles and bones had relaxed a lot, Lu Yunliang shook his neck and walked out with a big door. Feng Yang was about to follow, but Lu Yunliang stepped back angrily, and said to Feng Yang, "You are not low-key enough.

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Feng Yang gave Lu Yunliang a suspicious look and walked out, but immediately returned like Lu Yunliang, "It's really not low-key enough."

"There is no other way, rush out." Lu Yunliang smiled half-heartedly, without the slightest fear. Instead, he acted indifferently, as if he was about to do a very ordinary thing.

"Come on." Feng Yang also smiled freely, and immediately the two of them walked out together. Naturally, they would not go back this time.

The situation that would make Feng Yang and Lu Yunliang return to express their determination is naturally no joke. At this time, the elites of the Soaring Dragon Society are probably on the scene. Many gang members have surrounded the place, and they are all ready to attack.

They all locked onto Feng Yang and Lu Yunliang.

"Leader Yu, is such a big formation to welcome me?" Feng Yang faced Yu Zijing's cold and disdainful gaze without fear. How could he, who is tough-minded, be angered by such an attack? He remained calm and composed.

smiled.

"Isn't this the famous Feng Yang who is known for his skills in both legs and swords? Why didn't he come to my Soaring Dragon Club without even saying hello?"

Yu Zijing smiled brightly, but in his heart he wished that Feng Yang would come back this time. How could he not hate Feng Yang.

Not to mention the many times in the past that the Soaring Dragon Society was trying to save face, but the very moment it appeared a few days ago, it gave the Soaring Dragon Society a disastrous start.

The news that Feng Yang was killed by the Soaring Dragon Society was almost forgotten in the minds of the people, but just when they were almost forgotten and not yet forgotten, this guy appeared and slapped the Soaring Dragon Society hard in the face.

Let the Soaring Dragon Society once again become the laughing stock of the people of the Holy City.

Of course, the one who hates Feng Yang the most in the entire Soaring Dragon Society is Brother Liu Yidao. Over the years, he has been practicing sword skills hard just to one day be able to use the second sword in Feng Yang's hand, although this ambition is really a bit useless.

Feng Yang ignored the Soaring Dragon Society, but turned to Lu Yunliang, and asked doubtfully: "When did I get such a title again?"

"I don't know." Lu Yunliang shook his head, and finally said earnestly: "Although your honor is slightly less than mine now, remember to keep a low profile, just like me..."

Feng Yang didn't have time to listen to this guy's glorious deeds and many glorious titles. He turned to pay tribute to Yu Zizi. Standing next to him were Wei Peng, Ge Ming and other top masters of the gang. The master of the next level was Liu Yidao.

kind.

It's just that Liu Yidao was repeatedly defeated miserably by Feng Yang. He was no different from an ordinary person, but he was considered a relatively famous expert in the gang and even in the Holy City.

"I heard that Mr. Feng is said to be able to catch my flying knife quickly, so let's try to see if you can catch my flying knife." Yu Zijing did not intend to continue talking nonsense with Feng Yang. He immediately raised his arm, and a flying knife flew out from his hand, followed by a stream of light.

With the sharp sound of breaking wind, he instantly flew in front of Feng Yang.

The speed of flying knives is indeed much faster than before, and the momentum is quite terrifying. After all, Feng Yang is not the only one who has practiced hard for decades. As the leader of a gang, Yu Zijing will naturally not slack off.

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But to this extent, Feng Yang was still a little confident. He used his Flower-Destroying Soul Finger to catch the flying knife, but at the same time, Lu Yunliang's voice came from his side, "Be careful."

At the same time as he heard the sound, Feng Yang's sight suddenly saw a flash of cold light. Another flying knife had already flown in front of him. It was faster and more powerful than the first knife. Feng Yang had just caught it.

The first knife and the second knife had already followed, and it was definitely too late to dodge. Although the Nianhua Soul-Destroying Finger could clamp it, it couldn't switch so quickly.

Seeing that this sword attack would definitely seriously injure Feng Yang, Yu Zijing was overjoyed and extremely proud. Just now, he deliberately used only seven or eight points of force to deliver the first strike to make Feng Yang take it lightly, and then used all his strength to deliver the second strike.

knife.

It's just simple to say, but to achieve such a tight and rapid burst, it is definitely impossible without a lot of hard practice.

Wei Peng, Ge Ming and others also looked surprised.

But everyone else was confused, because the speed of this knife was beyond their ability to clear.

Sooner than later, I saw a curtain of light flashing across my eyes, and then there was a harsh and expected "ding" sound in my ears. Then I saw the curtain of light like lightning suddenly stopped, and a flying knife flew in the air.

Flying.

Lu Yunliang stood beside Feng Yang with a long knife in his hand, his head lowered and his own knife reflected on his melancholy and sad face, "I have always advocated keeping a low profile, but you insist on forcing me to take action."

"Everyone here is not slacking off." The brilliance brought by the knife just now shocked Feng Yang. He imagined the scene of the knife hitting him in his mind. He thought that it would be difficult for him to clamp it, even if he did,

, will also be injured by the overbearing power.

However, Feng Yang will not belittle himself. His self-created flying knife skills are definitely something that most top masters can dodge. Even if he faces Feng Ting again, he is confident of injuring her.

"Kill them." Yu Zijing shouted coldly. After finishing his words, he raised his arms again, and the two flying knives locked onto Feng Yang and Lu Yunliang at the same time.

However, when the two knives were fired together, the power would naturally decrease. Feng Yang held the flying knife between his two fingers and threw it out again, using the energy of the Nianhua Soul-Destroying Finger to pour into the flying knife, and the speed of the flying knife was faster than before.

This knife was shot at an elite member of the Soaring Dragon Society. The man didn't expect that he could attack even while standing still. He sighed, and was hit by the flying knife and fell to the ground with a bloody arrow.

Liu Yidao's brows twitched a few times, and the person who was shot out just now was standing next to him. This made him lucky and at the same time he hated Feng Yang. He felt that this guy must have wanted to shoot him, but he just missed.

Lu Yunliang also swung his sword and shot down the flying knife easily. The man holding a big sword rushed over quickly. The brilliance brought by the sword flashed among the gang members of the Dragon Soaring Society. Every time the sword was swung, it would bring up a curtain of light, and there was one person.

Or many people were injured by this light curtain.

Feng Yang was not idle either, he flew forward and rushed forward. The cooperation between Phantom Ling Feng and Tian Bang Earthshak made his figure flicker and appear like a ghost. Each leg was as fast as lightning, drawing out a series of leg shadows, and flying dragons one by one.

The gang members who met were kicked out.

For a moment, there were screams and the howling sound of the wind caused by the swing of the long knife.

Upon seeing this, Yu Zijing, the leader of the Soaring Dragon Society, asked quasi-masters like Liu Yidao to help.

Feng Yang's body suddenly rotated 360 degrees, and his legs were like windmills, kicking everyone around him and flying out. He immediately jumped up, raised his arm in the air, and the flying knife turned into a stream of light and flew towards a person.

The would-be master shot it.

"ah.."

The man didn't take a few steps before he fell back again.

Liu Yidao, whose nerves were once tense, was frightened by the screams around him. He turned around and glanced at his companion who had a flying knife stuck in his body. He was inevitably frightened. At this time, his long-cherished wish to make a second blow was even more frightened.

A severe blow.
Chapter completed!