Wanyu Longzun

Chapter 426 The Phantom of the Moon
Roar--

The roar of the beast suddenly sounded, and at that moment, that black shadow fixed its blood-red eyes on Jian Feiyang above the sky.Jian Feiyang's actions made him instantly enraged.

Suddenly a spiritual light waved past, he opened his huge claws, and slapped down Jian Feiyang high above the sky, as if he wanted to slap Jian Feiyang into meat sauce.

This is an extremely huge monster, but compared to Xiaojing himself, it is undoubtedly a few grades smaller. However, even so, the blood-red silk threads on his body still reveal A sense of extreme ferocity.

"boom!"

Jian Feiyang locked onto the other party's breath, and suddenly clenched his palm into a fist. In the palm, it seemed that there was a thunderbolt that exploded!Without dodging or avoiding, he suddenly punched the claws below.

In an instant, a fierce and unparalleled punch emerged from the vast void, and a huge fist emerged, causing the air in the sky to collide crazily, and then burst with a loud bang.

boom!
With a cold and muffled bang, Jian Feiyang's figure stood proudly in the mid-air, motionless, with a terrifying punch, with an indestructible force, leading the monster to roll away towards the distance, crashing to the ground between the high altitude behind.

This is a tiger demon with bloody lines all over its body.That huge body was a full three feet high, and the scales fell on his body full of explosive muscle power, which made people feel chills.

Bloody Spirit Tiger!
He has lived near this Ziling Lake all year round, and his rich spiritual power has made him a little derogatory, and he has some signs of returning to his ancestors.Therefore, his cultivation should not be underestimated, almost reaching the strength of a human monk at the second level of the Tongtian Realm.

At this moment, the blood-striped spirit tiger was suddenly thrown back by Jian Feiyang, and it seemed that he knew that Jian Feiyang was not easy to mess with. As soon as he turned his huge eyes, he wanted to flee towards the rear.

"Hey!"

Jian Feiyang smiled coldly, revealing an evil smile, clenched his fist again, and thunder exploded in the air.

boom!
With a flash of his figure, he suddenly disappeared in place in a flash, and suddenly appeared behind this blood-patterned spirit tiger, and then bombarded away with an extremely terrifying and fierce palm force.

Profound Dragon Palm!
His palm suddenly opened, and the golden light was released, and a palm landed on the opponent's body.

Compared with Jian Feiyang's cultivation, this Xuanlong palm is undoubtedly a bit chilly, but it does not affect the effect. The simple fist print is held in Jian Feiyang's hand, but it has the power of ancient combat skills .

"boom!"

There was a violent roar, and the blood-patterned spirit tiger covered in iron armor couldn't dodge at all. The surrounding palms came overwhelmingly, and a dragon's might suppressed him so that he couldn't move.The scales all over his body were broken, and blood sprayed out all around in an instant!

In an instant, he killed with one palm!

The monster's huge body fell downwards, and Jian Feiyang couldn't help letting out a clear whistle. This kind of fist-to-fist bombardment battle made him feel extremely comfortable.

"Who is that person? He actually killed the blood-patterned spirit tiger directly?"

"My God, it's so terrifying. It's so terrifying just relying on physical strength. Is this still a person?" Such a movement caused many strong men at the bottom of the mountain to raise their heads and look up at the god-like sword above. flying.

Near Ziling Lake, the figures of many strong men soared up, and in an instant, they came not far from Jian Feiyang.

"Jiandi, long time no see." Most of these were the top experts in the human race, and Jian Feiyang knew quite a few of them.Some are from the hidden family, similar to the Ye family, and some are from some newly rising families on the mainland today...

In short, almost all the peak powerhouses in Qingzhou are gathered here, even Luo Tiandao is here.

"Old Ancestor, long time no see." Looking at Luo Tiandao in front of him, Jian Feiyang suddenly smiled softly.

"You boy, did you make such a big commotion when you came here?" Luo Tiandao couldn't help shaking his head and chuckling, looking at Jian Feiyang, he couldn't help but think of the young man who made the whole Luo clan raging.

Inadvertently, there was another look of nostalgia.

Time, really is a magical thing, it makes a young man completely become a peerless powerhouse who can stand proud of the world.

"You are Jian Feiyang?"

Suddenly, near Ziling Lake below, there was a crisp sound like a singing ring, just like an oriole, and a lavender figure slowly walked towards the void.

This person's approach caused many strong men to look sideways. When they saw this young girl, they couldn't help their eyes flashing.

"Who is this person?" Jian Feiyang was slightly puzzled, and looked at Luo Tiandao beside him.

"Wu Chan, that little girl from Wu Dian, I didn't expect that she would come too." Luo Tiandao said with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Oh?"

Jian Feiyang couldn't help being taken aback, looking at the girl in front of him.

The beauty at this moment is undoubtedly superior, but compared to Luo Qingcheng, it is a little less girlish and a little more mysterious, probably because it developed earlier and has a fuller look.

Looking at the woman in front of him who is like a flame that can arouse the heartstrings, Jian Feiyang did not expect that the first meeting with this Wuchan would be in this place.

The faint halo refracted between Ziling Lake below, like moonlight, shrouded Wu Chan in it, she stepped slowly, her footsteps were weak, the lavender skirt floated gently, and the lavender skirt below There was a burst of ripples in the water.

"I've heard for a long time that there is an extraordinary saint in the Wudian. When I saw it today, she is really enviable." Jian Feiyang smiled softly, facing the woman who looked like a little white swan in front of him. Said with a fluctuating expression.

Wu Chan's eyes stared at Jian Feiyang all the time, without turning at all, as if she wanted to see something from Jian Feiyang's eyes.But soon she was disappointed, Jian Feiyang's eyes were as pure as glass.

Even for a moment, he felt that Jian Feiyang seemed to be a statue, not a person, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

"Then, Lord Sword Emperor, are you moved?"

Wu Chan watched Jian Feiyang, sticking out her white toes, and stepped lightly in the air again, suddenly her figure was like a cloud, floating in front of everyone.

Hearing Wu Chan's straightforward words, Jian Feiyang couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, then smiled lightly and said, "Your Majesty the Saintess must not be here today to ask me about this sentence."

"Indeed not."

Wu Chan took a deep look at Jian Feiyang again, but the boy's eyes were still so calm that he couldn't see anything, which made him slightly disappointed again.

(End of this chapter)