Wang Yun looked at the three children following him——
It's okay for him to be a slave with those beasts and monsters, but he can let his three such young disciples also be slaves?!
Zhou Xingzuo's lips trembled, and he was also struggling inside!
The rest of the Kitchen God Cult members were also worried and at a loss what to do!
Feng Xiong didn't give them much time to think about it. He stretched out three fingers and kicked Xu Lin and Kang Wu at their feet, and then said: "Within three breaths, if their teachers don't give an explanation, they will have to cut off Hands and feet, pull out the tongue - the rest of you must give me a result after three breaths.
If there is no result, I will just assume that you are more willing to hand over the fire root seeds of your own veins, remove your armor and return to the fields!
one!"
"two!"
"three!"
How fast is three breaths?
Feng Xiong said three times, Zhou Xingzuo, and Wang Yun had already hurried out of the crowd. In such a short time, it was difficult for them to make any considerations. They just looked at Lord Feng Menmai Zao with panic in their eyes. When their knees weakened, they were about to go to him. Feng Xiong knelt down and begged for mercy——
"This person is worse than a dog and a pig, why should you kneel to him?!"
A voice came out from the crowd at this time, and along with that voice, a tall figure came behind the two old men and helped the two old men - the young man crossed Wang Yun, Zhou Xingzuo, and stopped the two old men. Behind him, he opened his eyes and looked directly at the giant man with the iron tower, "Are you worthy of being a descendant of human ancestors?
Is it just because you have a Feng surname?"
"The lineage of Suihuo Cult also pretends to be a descendant of Queen Sui?
Is it just because you have the ‘clothes’ surname?
You join forces to set up a trap to harm your fellow sects. You cannot be honest, so you carry out this conspiracy - you two are equally capable, and you are no more than a pig or a dog!
Externally, he cannot make our religion prosper, and internally, he cannot make all the channels strong. He prefers the way of 'internally cruel and externally tolerant' - Fuxi, Emperor Sui should be ashamed if he knows that his descendants are like this!"
The young man spoke word by word, and when he finished speaking, the whole place was completely silent!
Every word he spoke was the voice of the Kitchen God’s followers at the moment!
But how can ordinary members of the Kitchen God Cult dare to express their inner feelings to Fengmen and Suihuo in person?! Even if they tell others secretly, they have to worry all day long, worrying whether others will tell Fengmen and Suihuo. Report yourself!
But now, someone said these words directly in front of the two major sects, the Zao Prince!
Everyone was horrified, and besides being horrified, they also had a premonition - I am afraid that there is no possibility of compromise in the current situation. If this young man puts those dirty things on the table, he will definitely be in trouble. The two channels of Suihuo become angry from shame and do everything right!
At the thought of this, the Kitchen God Cult members became more frightened!
Their eyes rested on the tall young man who emerged from the crowd, and they wondered in their hearts which sect this young man was a disciple of?
The religious lineage behind it may be cut off from now on!
However, no one could smell the "smell of fire" from Su Wu, and they also doubted that the other person was not a disciple of the Kitchen God - in this case, the Kitchen God cult that led this person into this place would probably be burned even more. , if the two branches of Fengmen punish the crime, there will be even greater disaster!
Wang Yun looked at Su Wu's back in front of him, and his face turned pale for a moment!
What he had in mind was similar to that of many of the Kitchen God followers present. Rather than being grateful to Su Wu for standing up for him and angrily scolding the two-line Kitchen God, he was more afraid that this ignorant young man would be punished for his words.
This will bring great disaster to the already shaky Yinxi Meridian!
"Lang...Lang Jun, it doesn't have to be like this..." Wang Yun said in a hesitant voice, and walked to Su Wu's side tremblingly. He hunched over and smiled humbly at Feng Xiong, who had a gloomy look across from him, trying to explain out loud -
- But when he opened his mouth, all his words were choked back in his throat by a scream!
The scream sounded from behind Wang Yun, Zhou Xingzuo, Su Wu and others.
The people who were already frightened heard this scream, and they looked around in panic like a frightened bird. People's eyes wandered around, and they saw almost instantly - three or five steps behind Su Wu, Yinxi Pulse
In the area where several child disciples were, a young man with a flag embroidered with oracle bone inscriptions on his back was prostrate on the ground, with blood flowing from his neck, and his head was already covered by a flower as bright as a begonia.
The woman picked it up by hand.
The woman's smile was as bright as a flower, and her red and green skirt was extremely beautiful. Her arms exposed outside the sleeves were like jade lotus roots, and her fingers were like green onions. They formed a strong contrast with the head in her hand that was full of fear and had wide eyes.
This kind of contrast even made the people around who saw this scene feel in a trance and thought it was a dream!
"He wanted to kill you in a sneak attack, and he also used a knife to kill innocent people along the way, so he was killed by me." Danjia raised the head in his hand and said to Su Wu with a smile, "Your Majesty can ask him clearly about the details.
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"Right?" She patted the head of the disciple of the Zhongfeng sect.
The Fengmen disciple's expression became even more frightened, his head was hanging in the air, he just kept blinking his eyes and kept saying: "Yes, yes, yes!
Your words are too presumptuous, and you even insulted the Stove Lord. I want to do meritorious service in front of the Stove Lord, so I will kill you with my blade. These people are really in the way. They are of no use to our Fengmen veins anyway. I will only kill a few of them.
It's not a big deal, we just kill it at ordinary times——
I was wrong, I was wrong!”
The head hanging in mid-air was crying, and it was trying to explain something with words.
But the way it opened its mouth now was extremely strange in the eyes of the Kitchen God Sect. They were not the big shots who could make a decision on this matter, so they turned back and looked at Su Wu.
Everyone's eyes wandered back and forth between Su Wu and Feng Xiong. Because of the actions of Su Wu's companions, they suddenly felt a little hopeful about the change in the current situation.
Hidden in the corner of the crowd, the white-browed old monk with no sense of presence looked at Danjia, who was holding the head, and then at Su Wu, whom Danjia called 'Venerable', and suddenly lowered his eyes and recovered.
That look of the old god being there.
Su Wu looked at the human head held in Danjia's hand and said expressionlessly to the regretful head: "The cycle of heaven will bring retribution.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Now that you know your mistake, remember to repent for it in the next life!"
After saying these words, the regretful head suddenly lost its vitality, closed its eyes and died completely!
Danjia threw away the human head in his hand. The head rolled several times on the ground and landed near the embers of the bonfire in the center of the forest farm.
The head was covered with dust and mud, and when the disciples of Ling Fengmen and Suihuo saw it, they suddenly found it particularly dazzling!
When the expressions of the Fengmen disciples changed one after another, Feng Xiong suddenly roared: "You deserve to die——"
Amidst the roaring sound, wisps of firewood as thick as plasma floated out from Feng Xiong's body, and suddenly gathered into a figure that looked like a wild bull but was covered in scales, with four hooves as straight as tiger claws, and fiercely charged towards Su Wu.
Pounced over!
This form, which is entirely made up of fire, is Feng Xiong’s ‘Fire God Body’.
The blood and fire were fierce, flooding the plain area of more than ten steps between Feng Xiong and Su Wu. The strange-looking Vulcan body opened its tiger claws and suddenly pressed on Su Wu's shoulders!
In Su Wu's body, a certain violent aura seemed to be instantly awakened by the approach of the Vulcan Body!
Guided by that violent aura, the vast tribulations of heaven and earth flowed around his body, forming a black and red wheel like a war drum behind his head, with layers of aura spreading around the black and red wheel.
Under the influence of calamity, the black and red wheel made a rumbling sound like thunder!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
After three drum sounds, Feng Xiong pounced on the Vulcan body in front of Su Wu, and it was as steep as a sand sculpture, blown apart by the invisible strong wind!
Wisps of firewood travel through the plain mountains and forests, returning to the pores of Feng Xiong's body.
Feng Xiong raised his eyes and looked at Su Wu with horror in his eyes!
With the black and red wheel above Su Wu's head, he looked at the blood-red fire that poured into Feng Xiong's pores, and saw the wisps of fire intertwining into a network in his body, infiltrating the opponent's blood, because Feng Xiong's bloodline retained
Some kind of talent is able to make all the charms in the fire work closely together, stacking and gathering like scales, and finally forming the "four different" Vulcan body!
However, the innate power derived from the opponent's bones and blood was too weak, or had not been fully discovered, so that the Vulcan body formed by its condensation was absorbed into Su Wu's body when it approached Su Wu.
The power accumulated in his body after being re-gestated by Nuwa was shattered into pieces!
Su Wu looked at Feng Xiong and walked towards him.
In Feng Xiong's eyes, Su Wu, with the black and red wheel on his head, suddenly seemed to have transformed into some unknown and real fear, walking towards him step by step from a certain peak that he needed to look up to -
—The brief exchange just now made him feel that the "human ancestral roots" retained in the opponent's body were many times more than his!
Such roots are proof that they are descendants of the Fuxi family and the Nuwa family!
"How innocent are my disciples?!
He had never taken anyone's life, nor had he made any serious mistakes, yet he was directly killed by your female family members, leaving his body intact and his body and head separated!
How could you act so recklessly relying on the blessing of your ancestors?!" Feng Xiong stepped back with a ferocious look on his face, and actually rebuked Su Wulai!
He gestured at the same time to signal the Feng Menmai people behind him to respond——
The disciples of Fengmenmai who were carrying the oracle bone inscriptions' flags all had blazing blood-red fire pouring out from their bodies, and they gathered towards Feng Xiong along the flags that were waving in the wind!
Feng Xiong bathed in the blazing fire, and suddenly he seemed to transform into a giant god!
Like a wild bull, the figure covered with scales condensed behind him again. In Su Wu's insightful eyes, every trace of 'genius root' in his blood was combined with the rolling fire, taming it.
All kinds of strange charms overwhelm the free and fierce nature of the beast, causing it to overlap into layers of scales, blending to form Feng Xiong's Vulcan body——
His fire god body has four tiger claws turned into four hooves, a head like a dragon, and a single horn, giving him the appearance of a unicorn!