"Jian Fengyun, you are too confident. Youhuang Divine Dynasty has never been able to challenge alone!"

The city of Qi is in the old eyes, and the murderous intent surges.

When he saw the interwoven blue net, crushing the blue dragon of the dragon transformation technique, a glimmer of hope surged in his heart.

He hoped that Jian Fengyun would be killed by them like the crushed green dragon.

A crazy thought arose in his heart.

If he could kill Jian Fengyun, then maybe his life would not be limited to this Sanhua Star City, and he might be able to be young once.

There is never a shortage of legends in the vast galaxy. As long as there are enough opportunities, what can he do if his martial arts reaches a bottleneck?

Not to mention the rewards from the Youhuang Divine Dynasty, even the bounty of Jian Fengyun's head is enough for him to exchange for many treasures of heaven and earth.

Thinking of this, there was a light flashing in his pupils, and the murderous intent deep in his eyes was very obvious.

"Most warriors die from their own greed."

Jian Fengyun looked at Qi Chengzhi and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He could feel the strong murderous intent from Qichengzhi's body, and his eyes revealed a familiar light, just like the eyes of the seven major forces looking at him outside the ruins of the Five Gods.

"kill!"

He didn't talk nonsense anymore. Perhaps it would be more useful to deal with people like this, speaking with blood and sword.

Boom!

A sound like thunder sounded, and behind him, the prototype of the green giant tree Dharma image appeared, and endless dazzling green light appeared. Dozens of green branches and buds turned into a ray of green light and shot out.

Golden runes lit up on the green light.

The strength of the semi-saint realm was revealed at this moment, without using too much true magic, just simple strength and the power of Dharma appearance.

A scent of blood spread, and a color that was even redder than the other side of hell appeared.

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Willow City.

After searching carefully for six hours, the Youhuang Guards who had flipped through the starry sky thousands of miles in the outside world finally stepped into the sacred city of the Youhuang Divine Dynasty.

All the people from all forces in the city entered the shops, and the streets were a little cold.

Some stalls were not too late to clean up, and many spiritual medicines and magical materials were placed on the stalls. No one dared to take advantage of the situation. Several desperate warriors with bad tempers had just been killed on the street with one sword, and their bodies should have been disposed of now.

"Search me carefully and don't let any corners go."

There is a nine-star existence in every street leading a team from the Divine Sect Realm. They searched for one shop after another. Some casual cultivators were pushed around casually and didn't dare to say anything, because they were afraid that they would not see the sun tomorrow.

This is the means by which a large force like the Youhuang Divine Dynasty acts. When the appearance of its demeanor is exhausted, the rest is abominable face.

If you want to resist, unless you are Jian Fengyun, you will disappear like the desperate warriors who were killed on the street just now. No one will remember you, because you are rootless and Wuping. Even if someone remembers you, no one will avenge you.

After all, not everyone has a despicable attitude, and can shake the world with a candle.

The atmosphere of the entire Willow Tree Divine Dynasty became a little cold, the noise and prosperity disappeared at this moment, and the bright sunshine in the afternoon was inexplicably cold at this moment.

In the Lingyan Pavilion, all the diners who went out to watch the fun came back and sat honestly at the stone table.

There were a lot of ingredients on their tables. The soup pot that was burning hot in the center of the table was a little dry. The air was filled with a greedy spicy aroma, and there were several jars of Wan Lao wine that had been opened and the aroma was scattered.

No one ate the food and food that was listed, and they were a little nervous. They didn't look out the window and didn't know when the Youhuang Guards holding long swords in their hands would come over.

The corner of the attic, that place no one pays attention to.

Jian Fengyun scalded a few slices of beef and put the steamed slices into his mouth. The feeling was particularly comfortable.

The Saint of Heavenly Spirit sitting opposite him took a wine glass in his hand, but did not take a few sips.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw several figures of Youhuang Guards at the intersection of the street and wanted to speak, but she didn't know why she didn't speak.

Those people were a few steps closer to Lingyan Pavilion, and she felt a little nervous.

The eyes fell on the young man in white who was eating with relish on the opposite side. She suddenly felt a little ridiculous. Why was she, the constipation who should have felt comfortable and surprised, was nervous, while the evil creator was calm and peacefully tasting the food.

Is he really not worried at all?

She was thinking this in her heart.

"How is the wine smelling? I haven't drunk it yet?"

Jian Fengyun chewed the slices of meat in his mouth and asked calmly.

At this moment when everyone is paying attention to the outside, he is paying attention to whether the wine is delicious. Of course, he is also paying attention to whether the food is delicious, otherwise he would not have tasted it carefully for so long.

“The wine…is not bad.”

The Saint of Heavenly Spirit subconsciously thought she had heard it wrong, and he should have asked herself what was going on outside, but when she saw those black and white eyes staring at the wine glass in her hand, it confirmed that she had heard it wrong.

"Then I'll try it."

Jian Fengyun's eyes moved slightly, he reached out and grabbed the wine jar beside him, poured it into a porcelain bowl beside him.

He doesn't like the thumb-sized wine glass, so it feels better with a porcelain bowl.

The wine reflects a few rays of light under a ray of sunlight by the window, which looks a bit like water, but the taste is a bit pungent.

He took it to his mouth and took a sip. It was sweet in the mouth, but it was a little spicy in the throat, and it was a little warm in the stomach.

"Yeah, that's not bad."

He nodded with satisfaction. The wine in the porcelain bowl had already been sipped. He did not use his divine power to dispel the wine, but his divine body swallowing the sky was automatically immunized, so he could not feel the slight sense of floating that belonged to the winery.

"It's almost done with enough wine and meals."

Jian Fengyun finally looked out the window. The ghost ship floating above the sky had already sailed into the galaxy half an hour ago to find him, but he was sitting here, how could that heavy guy find it?

The Saint of Heavenly Spirit looked at Jian Fengyun and put the wine glass in his hand, and his eyelashes, as thin as cicadas' wings, trembled slightly.

She looked at Jian Fengyun, and her angular face was still so calm, not handsome, but she couldn't help but want to see. Perhaps it was because she, like everyone else, wanted to see what the ending would be like for the person who caused martial law throughout Liumu Divine City.

The difference is that those people don't know he's here, and she knows.
Chapter completed!