Chapter 92 Dreamy Feelings

Shi Yun is not a fool. Everything in front of her is real, including the few people who were killed by Feng Yang before. These people must be supernatural people.

The superpowers really existed. No wonder Feng Yang awakened his father so simply, so that's it.

It is indeed a very lucky thing to be able to know Feng Yang. I hope he can get out of here alive, and myself? If Feng Yang can leave alive, it would be okay to die here.

As time goes by, Feng Yang feels that his meridians are running more and more smoothly, and his dantian and meridians have returned to normal. The previous scabs have also begun to fall off slowly, revealing the baby-like skin.

Feng Yang still did not stop practicing at this moment. Perhaps because he had not used spirit stones for a long time, he has become a little greedy now. It was not until Feng Yang consumed all more than 20 spirit stones that he opened his eyes.

Not only is the injury healed at this moment, but his realm has also improved a lot. Although he is still far from the fifth level of the Qi-Devouring Period, Feng Yang is now enough to look down on these people outside the door.

With a slight wave, the wooden box on the ground was also put away by Feng Yang, including the old guy's broken sword.

Feng Yang had already felt the aura of poetry. He stood up and walked over three feet away from him.

During this period, Shiyun witnessed Feng Yang's body from bloody to bloody until the scabs fell and fell back to normal, and then from the shaking breath to become lively.

All of this subverts Shi Yun's perception. Shi Yun has an impulse at this moment, which is to learn this supernatural method with Feng Yang.

If Feng Yang had such a despicable means, why would these thieves almost be humiliated?

Crazy! At this time, the lock at the door fell directly to the ground, and the dim room became brighter in an instant.

"Shiyun! Are you okay?" Feng Yang hurriedly looked at Shiyun's outfit. Seeing that her clothes and hair were very neat, she felt relieved.

"Uh uh uh! Uh uh!" Shiyun hurriedly pointed her neck with her fingers, unable to say a word.

When Feng Yang saw this, he immediately realized that Shi Yun had been squinted.

Papa! Feng Yang stretched out his hand and untied Shi Yun's acupoints.

"Feng Yang! Thank you for saving me, are you okay?" Shi Yun asked hurriedly.

"I'm fine! If your voice had not awakened me before, I would probably be unconscious in the mountain stream now, and I would be relieved to see that you are fine."

Feng Yang subconsciously patted Shiyun's shoulder.

"Feng Yang! Two of my classmates were also caught by these thieves. Hurry up and help me find them." As he spoke, Shiyun hurried out of the house.

Soon Shiyun saw Guo Ru and the other two rooms next to her. The two were still sleeping, but seeing that their clothes were neat, Shiyun felt at ease.

"Save me, save me! I'm almost out of my way, save me..." At this moment, the old man on the ground was covered with white hair, and the wrinkles on his body had all accumulated together. Feng Yang knew that such a person had no choice but to save him.

"Old ancestor! Master!"

"Master, we will save you."

With a clamor, the entire courtyard wall collapsed. These people were waiting for the old man to speak, and now they finally spoke.

"Old Ancestor!" When these monks saw the dying ancestor on the ground, they immediately pulled their weapons and rushed towards Feng Yang.

The person in charge was a monk at the sixth level of the Qi-Swallowing Stage. This person had a very fast body movement, and rushed towards Feng Yang like a meteor.

Seeing Feng Yang not moving in place, he stretched out his hand and made a sword.

Bang! The sword energy instantly broke the opponent's long sword, and at the same time swept across the opponent's body at an unstoppable speed. With a roar, the monk's body was directly broken.

Before Feng Yang could have a chance to breathe, two monks appeared again on Feng Yang's left and right. Faced with this situation, Feng Yang rose up and floated directly in the air, quickly avoiding the attacks of these two people.

When the two of them saw that the attack failed, they immediately saw Shi Yun next to them. The two of them had a very unified idea and wanted to use this woman as a hostage to restrain the kid.

Look at the two of them, they are on the left and heading straight for Shi Yun.

"Ah?" Although Shi Yun was not afraid of death, she was still extremely frightened when she saw the bright long sword stabbing towards her body.

There was a scream immediately.

Buzz! The opponent's attack did not stop and went straight to Shiyun's neck.

Just as Shi Yunhua Rong was hiding, she suddenly felt like her body was being held up by something, and her eyes were blurred. When she saw the situation here clearly, she had already reached the air and was hugged by Feng Yang's big hand.

Looking at the surprised and angry people in the courtyard below, Shiyun felt a sense of joy and shock in her heart at this moment, and she could not feel any fear by Feng Yang's side.

I never dreamed that I could fly. Today I felt various visual impacts and personal feelings that I had never had before.

Swish! The sword light flew past, and a monk below suddenly burst into blood mist.

"Ah!" Then another scream came from the side.

A considerable number of the cultivators below are higher than Feng Yang's cultivation, but these people can at most temporarily slide. Even the ancestors cannot stay in the air like Feng Yang, and can also launch attacks.

"Ah!" Bang! Another scream and a ball of blood mist, five or six monks died below in the blink of an eye. At this moment, the monks behind no longer dared to take a step forward and retreated one after another.

It was also at this time that Feng Yang slowly landed on the ground with the charm of poetry.

The three monks who arrested people before are now only dead fat men are still alive.

"I can live without any blame if I kill this fat man right away! Otherwise, you all will die." Feng Yang held the broken sword in his hand, looking like a war god, standing majestic in the courtyard.

"Don't think that we have killed so many of our fellow brothers. Now we still want to kill each other. Do you really think we are scared?" At this time, a monk from the fifth level of the Qi Devouring Stage stood up directly.

After Feng Yang saw this man, he was facing this guy with a sword.

"Ah? You dare..."

Bang! Before the monk could finish his words, Feng Yang was immediately split into two.

Now that Feng Yang is in full strength, how can he allow these people to go wild here?

"Ah?" Seeing that a senior brother fell again, the monk behind him suddenly became frightened.

"I will say it again. If I kill this person, I will not blame the previous things. If you are still obsessed with it, no one of you will want to survive. I don't want to repeat this sentence."

Feng Yang knew that these people had no momentum, and they were extremely scared.

"Don't listen to this person. He is at the end of his strength. As long as we do it together, this guy will definitely..."

Puff! Just as the fat man was talking, a long sword behind him directly penetrated his body.

"You?" The fat man glared and rolled his eyes.

"Senior! Please let us have a way of life and let my ancestor have a way of life." The man who took action said hurriedly.
Chapter completed!