slay the gods

"You have to rely on your strength. Although I'm a god, I can't go against the sky, but I'm still a hundred times stronger than you. Killing you is easier than killing a chicken!" Yun Feiyang said coldly, wiping his hands.

Wu Xian on the side was also stunned by this sudden situation, Yun Feiyang's ghostly speed simply surpassed ordinary people's imagination.

Sima Yan's face was covered with five water fingerprints, and blood flowed from his mouth. He was so angry that he almost passed out on the spot. The paladins of the Bright World did not dare to openly deal with him like this.

"Shut up!" Sima Yan stood up all of a sudden, his whole body was surrounded by stellar energy, and a faint sense of righteousness came out, making his aura even stronger.

With a single finger strike, a bright arc shot out and slashed towards Yun Feiyang.

Yun Feiyang sneered, standing there without moving, waiting for the arrival of the arc, and then he stretched out his big hand, surrounded by purple air, the purple flame of the heavenly gang turned into a big purple hand and instantly shattered the arc.

Then, he stretched out another big hand between his backhands, and slapped out with a palm, purple flames filled the air, and overwhelming force bombarded Sima Yan's body.

"Boom!" With a sound, Sima Yan flew upside down, and the clothes on his body burned, "Ah!" There was a scream, and a big tree was smashed to the ground.

"Pfft!" Sima Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, and his lungs were about to explode. He was about to open his mouth to say something, but his words were blocked.

"Oh!"

Yun Feiyang slapped Sima Yan's left face fiercely with his big hand, and the force directly penetrated his face and knocked out a few teeth to block his words.

"You... ate leopard guts!"

Sima Yan was sent flying out of his body, he coughed up blood and squeezed out these six characters, burning with rage, his fallen teeth were swallowed fiercely in his stomach.

"Crack!" Yun Feiyang's speed was too fast, and the speed of the movement method of the close-up Tianya was comparable to that of a master of the fifth heaven. It appeared on the top of Sima Yan's head like a dream, and slapped him hard on the top of the head again. .

It can be said that Yun Feiyang caught up with Sima Yan in the air like a bolt of lightning, slapped him hard on the top of his head in mid-air, and slapped him on the ground violently.

It wasn't that Sima Yan was weak, but that Yun Feiyang was too powerful, and his combat power was comparable to that of a general fifth-tier heaven. Although Sima Yan had already reached the realm of fourth-tier heaven at a young age, how could he compare with Yun Feiyang.

Sima Yan is only in his 20s, and he is also a little genius among the Confucianism sect. He grew up being praised by everyone, but facing the extremely powerful Yun Feiyang, he is full of powerlessness.

Next to him, Wu Xian seemed to be stunned. Yun Feiyang's strength was beyond his imagination. The speed was so fast that it made him tremble for a while, but he did not stop Yun Feiyang from making a move, but looked at it with a sneer. Two people in the field.

Yun Feiyang flashed past, leaving a purple glow in the air. He was already standing on top of a big tree, surrounded by purple energy, extremely mysterious. Looking down at Sima Yan who was struggling on the ground, his eyes were filled with Taste of contempt.

But this kind of gaze pierced Sima Yan's heart like a sharp sword horizontally, dripping with blood, and the person whom he called a waste just now looked at him with a disdainful attitude, which made him feel crazy.

"Ants, do you know what a waste body is?" Yun Feiyang showed a bright smile on his face. The Sima family among the Confucianism is definitely going to kill him. Can't kill him for the time being, otherwise it will cause a catastrophe, Yun Feiyang will do everything carefully to leave a way out for himself before his cultivation has reached great success.

"Pfft!" Sima Yan's face turned purple, and he spit out another mouthful of blood, his eyes were full of resentment, and he said in a hateful voice: "Yun Feiyang, you lowlife, wait for me, sooner or later I will step on you Underground!"

"Crack...crack!" Two sounds sounded, Yun Feiyang's figure was as fast as lightning, and his big hand slapped Sima Yan's face fiercely, knocking him away. The figure followed Sima Yan who flew out like a dream, and then With a punch, the purple light shone, and overwhelming power surged out, hitting Sima Yan's lower body fiercely.

"Ah!" A shrill scream sounded from the void, Sima Yan's body flew straight about a hundred meters in the air, and landed on the ground with blood flowing all over his body, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of fear.

Yun Feiyang took a step forward and appeared beside Sima Yan like a ghost. It was unbelievably fast, with a single finger forming a sword art, and the purple awns flickering and pointing to Sima Yan's temple.

The cold hair on Sima Yan's body stood on end, his clothes were wet with cold sweat, he couldn't dodge, all his strength was sucked away, and the breath of death rushed towards him, making him feel suffocated.

Yun Feiyang exerted a little force on his fingers, and the Zimang was hesitating. Sima Yan immediately spread out on the ground, trembling, "You can't kill me. I am a distinguished guest of your Taoist sect. Li Potian, the law enforcement elder of Tianji Peak, is my uncle!"

"Senior Brother Yun... let him go, the law enforcement elder Li Potian has a supernatural position in the Taoist sect, even the Taoist Sun naturally has to be courteous!" Wu Xian trembled beside him, he was afraid that Yun Feiyang would be angry He killed people and silenced them, thinking that Li Potian's ruthless methods were the most protective, and Sima Yan had something to do, and he was also responsible.

At this time, a cold voice came from afar: "The bold Yun Feiyang dared to insult the Confucian distinguished guests, what crime should he deserve!" Then a figure in yellow clothes stood neatly beside Sima Sima Yan, it was a man in yellow clothes Young man, stepping on a piece of jade futon is a low-grade magic weapon.

The boy in yellow was not kind to the visitor, his face was full of evil spirits, he stared at Yun Feiyang contemptuously, without distinguishing between green and red, white and white, five fingers stretched out, cold light flashed, and five extremely sharp blades manifested to grab Yun Feiyang.

The cold air was overwhelming, like falling into an ice hell, the extremely sharp blade was reaching its peak, and it slashed at every vital point in Yun Feiyang's body, trying to injure Yun Feiyang severely.

"Fifth Heaven's Elementary Cultivation!" Yun Feiyang's face changed slightly, the power emitted by this person is not inferior to him, the attack method is extremely fierce, and the fierce cold wind makes his purple sky qi in danger of rupturing, Only when Xuan Gong turned the purple sky qi slightly could it be considered stable.

With a loud "boom", Yun Feiyang swung out his purple flame palm, and the fiery purple flame and the sharp weapon collided together to form a large explosion zone. In a flash of movement, a figure appeared beside the boy in yellow, and swung The big hand slammed towards the boy in yellow.