After Zhao Fei shouted angrily, the door of Yunduan Villa surrounded by a sea of ​​clouds was opened.

Under the leadership of the three peak quasi-emperors, hundreds of saints came on the clouds.

At the same time, countless streams of light flew over the Feng Family Palace below, and powerful auras rose to the void.

Originally, these strong men were all here, with a powerful aura and extremely majestic.

But at first glance, these strong men were all lucky, but they were just bruised and swollen, and those who were a little miserable were even less arm and legs.

Lu Yi doesn’t need to guess, these are Li Hanfeng’s masterpieces.

No wonder after the combination of the situation, I have to ask for help at all costs.

At this time, Li Hanfeng once again led the killer to hide in the darkness. In this battle, Lu Yi wanted to make the storm disappear.

Zhao Fei took the lead, Gu Yuan and Princess Seven were on the left and right sides, surrounding Lu Yi in the center.

A group of four people stood above the nine heavens.

Behind them, the powerful people watching the battle also arrived one after another. Before the war started, the entire sky was suppressed by a powerful aura.

"You guys are not enough to see, hurry up and find a few that can be seen! Just the miscellaneous hairs of you little fish and shrimps, you still want to stop my elder brother's pace? Go roll, get out quickly!"

Zhao Fei shouted and looked like he was "relying on the power of the people", but whether it was the strong men of the Fengyun family or the people watching the battle from afar, they all knew that this strange thing might be even worse than Lu Yi.

The Xiling Holy Land has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and never cared about worldly affairs, and few people have been born.

The four major families often launch wars, annexing the surrounding sects, the Holy Land of the Styx and the Holy Land of the Yellow Springs, and have many actions.

But only the Xiling Holy Land doesn't care about these things at all.

The territory of the sect is only a thousand miles apart. Those who don’t know think this is a small sect.

From this we can see that the Xiling Holy Land is also famous for its uncontestedness.

However, the saint of Xiling in front of him has changed the style of the saint of Xiling in the past.

What we are doing now is more than just the word arrogance.

No one knows what the hell is selling in the Xiling Holy Son gourd.

"The Holy Son of Xiling is so majestic. They are not qualified. How about this lady?"

Whoosh!

The sea of ​​clouds churned, a pink dress was wearing clouds and fog, and a long skirt danced in the sky, falling in front of Lu Yi.

Strangely, the beauty in front of me, who is not inferior to Fairy Qingwei, cannot get Zhao Fei's favor at all.

"Where did you get the little sissy? What are you going to fuck a man when he fights? Let your adults come out!"

"You bastard!" The beauty in pink was so angry that she stomped her feet. The power of the Majestic Emperor burst out. She was actually a half-step emperor!

"This little girl from the Yun family is so powerful. She is so young and powerful. I don't think she needs to ask for help anymore. The Yun family doesn't have to be afraid of Lu Yi."

"What do you know? She is Yun Muxin, a sixth lady from the Yun family. If she doesn't have any talent, how could she be valued by Chengfeng Dao of Wuji Palace?"

"So she is Yun Muxin. The Yun family sent her to fight first. This is deliberately trying to force Fairy Qingwei to take action. The good show is coming!"

After learning about Yun Muxin's identity, Lu Yi also raised his eyebrows.

To be honest, he was also very shocked.

Yun Muxin can no longer be described as young. She can even be called a child if she is one or two years younger.

Lu Yi has never seen the second one of the half-step emperors at such an age!

"Is it possible that only with such talent can one be valued by existences like Wuji Palace?"

Lu Yi's mind lit up and he had a new understanding of the one gate, two halls and three holy lands.

The strength of the four major families is simply incomparable with these existences.

When I thought of a saint son named Mu Chenkun in Shura Palace, I wanted to kill himself to take revenge because I killed his younger brother Mu Chenfang.

Unable to help, Lu Yi secretly expected Mu Chenkun to come to the door.

"What if the sister-in-law is not qualified, and I will add this young master?"

With a light shout, there was a peak quasi-emperor around Yun Muxin, with a magnificent momentum shaking the void.

Yun Murong appears.

"Bah! You are not as good as the little girl beside you, what's the thing? Ganggugugugugugu, you can't breathe any of the old people in your family? Why can't you see any of them?"

Zhao Fei cursed, making Yun Murong angry and smoked. If he hadn't known that there was fairy Qingwei behind him watching the battle, he would have cursed him long ago.

While Zhao Fei was yelling and scolding at the top of his voice, there were many powerful auras flying over from below, but at most they were just as good as Yun Murong, and they could not even see a half-step emperor.

"Brother Yun, this is not a solution. If the ugly monster continues to curse, we both have lost all faces. In the public eye, where is the fairy's majesty? I'm afraid that Wuji Palace will blame you!"

A young man from the Feng family frowned beside Yun Murong and said.

"What can I do if Lu Yi doesn't take action? Fairy Qingwei will not take the initiative to protect our two families. She said in person that as long as her heart is safe, she doesn't care about the life and death of Fengyun's two families."

"What should I do, that damn ugly monster..."

The strong men from Fengyun families looked at each other and the situation became extremely awkward.

Zhao Fei did not have the manners of a strong man at all, and cursed him, which could only make the strong men of the Fengyun family secretly angry, but they did not dare to fight with Zhao Fei at all.

Death under Zhao Fei is nothing. If it causes the fury of the Xiling Holy Land, even if Lu Yi does not destroy the Fengyun family, the head of the Xiling Holy Land will take action.

"By the way, Xiling Holy Land!" Yun Murong suddenly raised his eyebrows and took a step forward and said to Lu Yi: "Lu Yi, aren't you going to destroy our Fengyun families? Why did you reach the door but you shrank and dare not speak? Could it be that you were afraid of our Fengyun families!"

Lu Yi was unmoved. With Zhao Fei, the strange thing, he didn't need his verbal power.

"Yun Murong, what are you talking nonsense? My elder brother dare not speak out? It's because you little fish are not qualified and can't understand the words, right?"

Yun Murong was also smart and didn't respond to Zhao Fei's words at all. He continued to point at Lu Yi and said, "The so-called evil god Lu Yi, it turns out that he only dares to be arrogant under the support of the Xiling Holy Land. Could it be that you, Lu Yi, is the illegitimate son of the head of Xiling?"

Yun Murong's words were extremely ruthless. Anyone with discerning eyes knew that he was deliberately angering Lu Yi.

But it’s strange that Zhao Fei’s behavior is strange, and what he does is indeed not the style of Xiling Holy Land.

Lu Yi was arrogant all the way and killed the ancestor Wan Mo and Hai Bitian in succession. Such a talented person could really be from a holy place.

For a moment, the strong people were talking about it.

Zhao Fei's face was full of energy and said with ecstasy expression: "What? My old rookie and an illegitimate son? Brother Lu Yi, is this true? It seems that my big brother's call is not a frustration!"

"roll!"

Lu Yi cursed, took one step and came to the Yun family's strong camp with lightning speed. When everyone saw Lu Yi's movements clearly, Yun Murong's head was smashed by a punch!

"boom!"

The terrifying power stirred the eight wildernesses. Lu Yi was like a killing god and said coldly: "Under the void, all the Fengyun surnameds will die!" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!