"It's so uncomfortable!"

Wu Fusang's exiled immortal aura rushes through Yang Feng's body. Yang Feng rolls on the ground in pain, not because his body is weak and cannot withstand the exiled immortal aura, but because the immortals and mortals rebuke each other.

Yang Feng is now just a guest of the world, and his body cannot accommodate the exiled immortal spirit.

"This is the difference between immortals and mortals. No matter how you go against the will of heaven, you will be a guest of the world. And I, the exiled immortal, only need a banished immortal spirit to destroy everything you are now."

Wu Fusang spoke gently, as if he was talking about an insignificant thing, but it was actually just as she said, even though Yang Feng was an unparalleled body.

Before cultivating the exiled immortal energy, it is impossible to absorb the exiled immortal energy. If the exiled immortal energy remains in the body, it will be repelled from the red dust energy.

"Hey! This is the end of going against the exiled immortal."

"It's a pity that a generation of heroes is ruined like this."

"There is nothing more than killing people."

...

Everyone in the Ji Yao Peak shook their heads and sighed, believing that Yang Feng would be unable to escape the fate of being deposed today.

"Feng, go quickly, don't worry about me, Wu Fusang, I will follow you, you will take back the exiled immortal spirit, I am willing to follow you."

Rao Yixue was willing to let go of the dignity of a woman, kneeled in front of Wu Fusang, and pleaded for Yang Feng.

But this scene fell into Yang Feng's eyes, which made him even more painful.

Who is he? The future immortal of the world is destined to be honored for life, how can his woman kneel down to others to save him?

"Yi Xue, get up! Don't beg her! Get up..."

Yang Feng almost roared, but Rao Yixue couldn't bear to see Yang Feng, and continued to be tortured by the exiled immortal spirit, and was still unmoved.

"Rao Yixue, I order you to get up! Don't beg her!"

Yang Feng has been

Sweat soaked all over his body, and the exiled immortal energy wanted to destroy all his achievements, and he could only witness all this happening with his own eyes.

Yang Feng felt his insignificance again, just like Bingyao was buried, when he also felt his insignificance at that time.

After hearing this, Rao Yixue stood up with red eyes and walked towards Yang Feng.

How could she not know in her heart that Yang Feng did not want to see her humiliated?

"Oh? I didn't expect that, you're so stubborn. If you just let Miss Rao kneel in front of me, I would look down on you even more, now?

Take this Immortal Pill and be my general, and I will give you supreme glory."

Wu Fusang was stimulating Yang Feng with the attitude of a winner at this time, and she wanted to get back the humiliation that Yang Feng had brought to her before.

She wanted Yang Feng to know that there was something different from immortals and mortals!

And she, Wu Fusang, is the exiled immortal above the Nine Heavens, and Yang Feng is just a mortal in the world of the world.

Reversely attacking immortals is just a joke.

"This Wu Fusang is so cruel. She wants to control Mr. Yang and let Mr. Yang be her puppet."

"Damn it! She, a banished immortal, actually forced Young Master Yang like this."

"Jingyi takes action! The little monk can't help it!"

Fandu's patience reached its limit, and he had never seen such a shameless person.

"Wu Fusang, a soldier can be killed but not humiliated! What is your demeanor as a banished immortal? If you have the aspiration of giving Master Yang to practice for another three years, and when the donor Yang step into the exiled immortal, you will be fairer.

war."

Fandu delayed time, diverted Wu Fusang's attention, and gave Jingyi a chance to save Yang Feng.

"Hahaha! Fandu, the success of the king, the defeat of the enemy, Yang Feng fell into my hands today, I

What you want to do, it’s not your turn to point fingers, right?”

Wu Fusang knew some rumors about Duchen Temple, so he did not suppress Fandu as soon as possible.

"Fan Du, you take Yixue away, I will hold this bitch."

Yang Feng said gasping on the ground.

He was crawling towards Wu Fusang. No matter what, he would never allow it today. Wu Fusang took Rao Yixue away.

"Yang Feng, I didn't expect you to be such a kind and kind man. Then I, Li Hanxi, will accompany you to go crazy once."

As smart as Li Hanxi, he has seen Fan Du and Jingyi's plans.

But she knew clearly that once Wu Fusang came to his senses, he would definitely suppress Jingyi and Yang Feng as soon as possible.

"Yang Feng! Yang Feng, you are already half a useless person now. After you become a useless person, I will be kind and take back the exiled immortal spirit. What do you think of this idea?"

Wu Fusang bent down and raised Yang Feng's face with his delicate jade hands.

"Bitch, you must die a bad death!"

Yang Feng's body exiled immortal energy and the world energy were mutually repelled, and his meridians were broken, and he almost became a useless person.

He doesn't want to drag anyone down any more.

"Fan Du, Sister Jingyi, you don't have to spend time on me, take Yixue away!"

Yang Feng forcibly urged the origin of Hongchen to send a message to the two of them, and another mouthful of blood was spit out.

"Silly daigua, hold on, I will take you back to Miaoyi Temple. The master of the temple will definitely have a way to save you."

Jingyi tried to comfort Yang Feng in a gentle tone.

Yang Feng didn't say anything when he heard this. If Wu Fusang dared to kill Jingyi and others, then he would try his best to self-destruct and would make Wu Fusang pay the price.

"Fan Du, you leave now, I won't make things difficult for you."

Wu Fusang, one of the four great immortal envoys, actually released

After a person who contradicted her, someone began to wonder about Fandu's identity.

"This monk? Could he be the descendant of Duchen Temple walking in the world?"

"No wonder even Wu Fusang wants to sell him three-point thin noodles."

...

Soon, Fan Du's sensitive identity was discovered by some Taoist forces.

"Wu Fusang, the little monk knows that the little monk is not your opponent, but the little monk's brother is in your hands. As long as you are willing to let him go, the little monk will leave immediately without saying a word."

Fandu spoke seriously.

"Haha! Let him go, Fandu, don't pretend to be a good person. If you dare say that you saved him, it's really because of the bullshit brotherhood, not because of his unparalleled body?"

Wu Fusang's voice was sarcastic, and the descendants of Duchen Temple were still as hypocritical.

However, she would never have thought that Fan Du and Yang Feng had lived and died together, and the two had long become friends.

"Wu Fusang, after you cultivate the exiled immortal spirit, will you really be unkind?"

Human touch? Yes! Once upon a time, wasn’t Wu Fusang also a kind-hearted person?

Fan Du's words evoked some memories of Wu Fusang.

“The best time to take action.”

While Jingyi was silent in her heart, her hands were not slow, so she took action directly, rushed to Wu Fusang and took Yang Feng away.

Dongfang Yu, who was hiding in the dark, was also shocked and sweated. When did the Hongchen Guest in the World of the World become so brave?

Dare to steal people under Wu Fusang's nose.

"Jingyi, you are forcing me to destroy him!"

Wu Fusang's words will not contain any temperature.

Yang Feng in Jingyi's arms had already fainted from pain.

At the moment before he was unconscious, he saw the two more.

The black and white vortex has never disappeared.

The exiled immortal aura that was frantically sweeping in his body was also sucked into the vortex.

Feeling a banished immortal spirit and suddenly cut off contact with him, Wu Fusang's eyes showed a hint of undetectable panic.

"You, what did you do to my exiled immortal spirit?"
Chapter completed!