Feng Qingyang walked to Chiwu, Beishan, without saying anything.

But even though he didn't say anything, the aura exuded on his body touched the hearts of the audience!

Is this the power of a peerless master?

The myth of Sichuan Province back then is still alive now!

If this is counted, he is almost a hundred years old now!

"Senior Brother Feng!"

When Beishan Chiwu saw Feng Qingyang, his face showed joy.

"Um!"

Feng Qingyang nodded.

"It is really because our Beishan family suffered an extermination. Please help me save my Beishan family from water and fire!"

Beishan Chiwu said quickly.

"Destroy the Beishan family?"

Feng Qingyang was a little surprised when he heard what Beishan Chiwu said.

As the Liuhe family in Sichuan Province, the Beishan family has been entrenched here for nearly a hundred years.

Behind it is the Tang Sect, the ancient martial arts sect, as support.

Who dares to destroy it?

"It's interesting!"

Feng Qingyang snorted coldly.

"Senior Brother Feng, it was this dormitory that killed the four great kings of my Beishan family!"

Beishan Chi Wu pointed at Qin Muran and said.

"You killed my disciple?"

Feng Qingyang turned around and looked at Qin Muran. His eyes became cold, and his aura bloomed, turning into a long dragon of energy and rushed towards Qin Muran.

Qin Muran stood there, staring at Feng Qingyang's momentum and pressure indifferently.

The long dragon of energy rushed towards Qin Muran, and Qin Muran smiled slightly and stepped out slowly.

Bang!

A muffled sound of air came.

The long dragon of energy roared and rushed towards him, but was separated by an invisible barrier.

"Um?"

An accident flashed in Feng Qingyang's eyes.

He didn't expect that Qin Muran would be able to resolve his sarcasm to him so easily.

"No wonder I dare to say such words, but I have some skills!"

Feng Qingyang smiled.

"You are the reliance of the Beishan family?"

Qin Muran looked at Feng Qingyang. Judging from the fluctuations in his body, his strength was in the late stage of the realm of transformation.

As for whether there is any hidden true cultivation, Qin Muran doesn’t know.

However, with his current strength and the Dawn Sword, Qin Muran has absolutely confidence in fighting even when facing the Qi Chong Realm.

"Relying on this, I can't say that I have been in seclusion for decades, but I didn't expect that today, you, a junior, will come out!"

Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, and his eyes looked up and down at Qin Muran.

"It seems that I haven't walked in the ancient martial arts world of Sichuan Province for decades, and many people have forgotten me!"

Feng Qingyang raised his head, looked at the cloudless blue sky, and sighed.

"Stop talking nonsense! The Beishan family kills my parents. This bloody hatred will be avenged today!"

Qin Muran was in high spirits of fighting, not afraid of the wind at all.

"Then today, Feng wants to see where the young generation in Sichuan Province gets the confidence!"

Feng Qingyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and a ray of hot light suddenly burst out from his simple and vicissitudes of gaze.

boom!

The wind was clear and the wind rose all over the body, causing a burst of strong wind.

The storm turned into thousands of strands of strands, wrapping around him.

The scene looked extremely scary.

Is this the power of the powerful power in the late stage of Huajin?

Everyone held their breath and looked at Feng Qingyang. The imposing posture made them feel deeply panic.

The wind was coming like an ancient king. In the square, many people's legs were trembling involuntarily and almost kneeled down to worship.

The full explosion of the powerful people in the late stage of Huajin is simply unbearable!

Qin Muran stared at Feng Qingyang, and his face was not as calm as before.

His expression was a little solemn.

Feng Qingyang's strength is still far beyond his imagination.

Judging from this momentum alone, Qin Muran was almost certain.

Feng Qingyang's strength is the great perfection of the realm of transformation!

"Senior Brother Feng, you... have you already completed the Great Perfection of Transformation?"

Beishan Chiwu looked at Feng Qingyang in shock, and his words were filled with joy.

He was still a little worried at first, after all, Qin Muran was too weird.

Even if Feng Qingyang appeared, he still had no clue in his heart.

But now, all the worries are swept away!

He himself is in the late stage of Huajin. With the addition of Feng Qingyang, the Great Perfection of Huajin, even if Qin Muran has the power to reach the sky, he will not be able to turn the sky back!

"Well, it's not long before the breakthrough!"

Feng Qingyang nodded.

After so many years of hard work in seclusion, I finally lived up to the expectations, broke through to the Great Perfection of the Transformation of the Spirit, and became the strongest person in the era that could not come out of the Chongqi realm!

"This time the crisis of my Beishan family was lifted!"

Beishan Chiwu sighed and said with a smile.

"The rest, let's talk about him when I solve it first."

Feng Qingyang looked at Qin Muran with his eyes.

"Senior Feng, Qin Muran is the guest of honor for my Zhuge family. Please see it in front of my Zhuge family to avoid his death!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhuge Qian hurriedly spoke to stop him.

If there was only Beishan Chi Wu, she would be a little relieved about Qin Muran.

But now, Feng Qingyang appears, and judging from the momentum he exudes, his strength has reached the Great Perfection of the Transformation of the Spirit.

The Great Perfection of the Transformation of the Spirit, how many of them can be found in the entire ancient martial arts world?

If the Chongqi realm does not come out, the Great Perfection of Transformation is equivalent to invincibility in the world.

Now this situation is really dangerous.

Even the Zhuge family has only one ancestor who has perfected the Great Perfection of the Transformation of Spirit.

Like Feng Qingyang, he will not take action until the family's life and death juncture.

But the ancestor is not here, even if Zhuge Qian wants to invite him, it is not enough!

Time is too late!

"Zhuge Family?"

Feng Qingyang's face turned cold when he heard Zhuge Qian's words.

Zhuge's family Sulai had a disagreement with the Beishan family.

What does Zhuge family mean when this matter is happening today?

"Hmph! The guest of Zhuge's family? Why? Can't you kill it?"

Feng Qingyang snorted coldly.

"Don't think it's great if you have a gossip behind your Zhuge family."
To be continued...