The Legend of the Phoenix Emperor Chapter 97: Saintess of Southern Border
Wu Yueying, as a soul master of the Southern Border Kingdom, and her level was not low, encountered the soul of a ferocious beast for the first time.
In the past, she had mastered this devouring skill without fail, and that was how she reached today's level.
A momentary misstep was like an arrow on the string with no possibility of convergence. The tiger's phantom opened its huge mouth and actively jumped into the vortex without swallowing it. And the connection of this vortex was Wu Yueying's lifeline.
Feng Mian soared into the air and watched this scene quietly. The roar of the tiger shook the space, and the fluctuations spread layer by layer. If not for the strength of everyone present, they would have been blown away long ago.
Lightning and flint, a critical moment.
Wu Yueying was seen slowly putting away the seals and closing her eyes. Even the aura on her body quickly dissipated. This state shocked Feng Mian, and he immediately knew what her intention was.
"No, she is going to choose the most extreme method. Once the soul of the beast enters her body, her spiritual power will gather in one place, and if she self-destructs, we will not be able to escape at all. Besides, we must take her back."
Xu Qingyu was well-informed, his eyes widened, and he realized her true purpose.
The Sun family was completely over, and Wu Yueying had actually known for a long time that it was irreversible. So this time, if possible, she would take Feng Mian as her support. If she lost, they would die together.
"Feng Mian, we can't let her die like this. She must know a lot about Southern Xinjiang's plans. I don't believe that Southern Xinjiang is dying like this. There must be a deeper conspiracy. She must be kept first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Mian's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.
The Thirty-Six Tiangang Fist was used, and the golden light exploded, condensed on one point, and blasted out quickly.
The strong impact caused Wu Yueying to fly backwards instantly. Feng Mian stretched out his hand, grabbed the shadow of the vicious beast, and threw it out. When it was in mid-air, it slowly disappeared. The fierce fluctuations also followed.
clam down.
At the same time, Wu Yueying hit the wall, her breath completely dissipated, and she slowly slid down.
By chance, she used the method of connecting life and soul to allow Sun Lian to still have a trace of breath and move.
Many guards immediately took action and suppressed the two of them. They were felons who collaborated with the enemy and treason, and they must be suppressed and let the king deal with them. Moreover, the Seventh Princess also needed to see substantial evidence in order to be in a better position to attack southern Xinjiang.
"You guys, take these two people under custody. Remember, if there is any trouble again and the Seventh Princess blames it, no one can protect you. Also, double the number of troops and guard Tianlao tightly!"
Many guards took the order and escorted Sun Lian and Wu Yueying back to Tianlao, the imperial capital.
At this time, Xu Qingyu and others looked at Feng Mian. They saw that he finally relaxed, and then his face turned pale. He was half-kneeling on the ground, and it was difficult to recover his breath for a long time. It seemed that he had consumed too much.
"Are you okay? Can you still hold on? You were too messy just now. Although we don't know exactly what attributes your skills have, we should try to use such dangerous methods as little as possible in the future."
Smiling bitterly, Feng Mian reluctantly stood up. His mind was in a mess, and his soul power was excessively consumed, causing the space of the Divine Pillar to begin to shake again, as if the sky was falling apart. He couldn't bear it at all, and blood began to flow from his nostrils.
Everyone held him up, and his body started to tremble.
Dazed, Feng Mian held on to his body and said reluctantly: "Quickly, send me to Laifeng Academy. I need a long period of rest and breathing adjustment. I don't want to be crippled just because of this. It's not worth it."
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After a while, Feng Mian was sent back to Laifeng Academy.
In the room, Feng Mian sat cross-legged and formed a seal with his hands. His figure gradually disappeared and entered the space.
The transparent chains scattered in pieces, the ancient battlefield became very dilapidated, and the shadow of the mysterious man had long since disappeared. Feng Mian couldn't even feel the slightest breath of him. Could it be that he used his fierce soul to really take it too seriously?
pass?
While adjusting his breath, the huge energy of God around him kept rushing towards him. Feng Mian felt that his body was about to fall apart. But he gritted his teeth and continued to persevere. This kind of pain was too familiar, and his body was repairing.
I don't know how much time passed before smoke started to appear from Feng Mian's head.
As his breath gradually recovered, the space of the Imperial Pillar gradually calmed down. However, the stone pillar in the center sank deeper and deeper. If he continued, once the Imperial Pillar sank completely, his time would have come.
Opening his eyes, Feng Mian didn't know how long it had been. But he stood up and felt that his body was no longer seriously injured. It was just that the stone pillar was visibly shorter: "Get rid of it, don't play with me like this, okay?"
As if sensing his thoughts, the imperial pillar trembled slightly for a while, but there was no reaction.
Shaking his head helplessly, Feng Mian knew that if he continued at this speed, he would really have little time. The beast divine veins and divine veins must be recovered as soon as possible. But now, the Southern Border Kingdom must be solved.
There is no sun or moon in the space, and the day passes in the blink of an eye.
In the small courtyard outside the door, Deacon Li Mu stood with his hands behind his hands, staring quietly ahead.
"This kid is too messy and dares to touch anything. Don't you know what level your cultivation level is? If you have to make yourself so embarrassed every time, I don't know what to say to you."
Opening the door, Feng Mian stepped out.
Under the night, Li Mu's eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking. Feng Mian stepped forward and respectfully raised his hands: "Archdeacon, do you have anything to do with me for staying here so late?"
Li Mu raised his eyes and looked up and down. A bright light flashed in his eyes.
"Boy, there are so many weird things about you. After being severely injured and suffering such severe backlash, you actually recovered so quickly? But the aura on your body seems to be weaker than before."
Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Feng Mian knew that this was the price for messing up.
Although the Golden Body Art of the Ming Dynasty could quickly help him recover from his injuries, his level of strength could not be fully restored in a short period of time, and even declined. It seems that he should be more cautious in the future and not act recklessly.
"What's going on at the palace? Did the seventh princess find out anything from the interrogation?"
Li Mu's face darkened and he frowned: "Speaking of this, I have been too negligent in Vietnam in recent years. Whether it is the imperial capital or other places, too many spies have been planted in southern Xinjiang."
This is also the reason why Southern Xinjiang can easily invade Dai Viet. Other surrounding countries have a wait-and-see attitude. Once Dai Viet and Southern Xinjiang both suffer losses, they will swarm in, all wanting a share of the pie.
"Since the interrogation can't come out, then just kill him. There is no use value. If you continue to delay, it will only cause unnecessary trouble. Even if you have a long night and a lot of dreams, something might happen."
Just as he was talking, there was a sound of swords coming from outside the gate of Laifeng Academy.
Feng Mian raised his eyes and saw that it was coming from Xu Qingyu's giant sword. It was a warning sound.
His figure flashed and he quickly chased away.
Soon, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and then swept in the direction outside the imperial capital.
Seeing this, Li Mu did not make any move. Because he could feel that the opponent was not very strong, and he probably came for Feng Mian. In this case, let them young people experience and practice.
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"Your Excellency, since you deliberately lured me out, then show up. There's no point in pretending to be mysterious."
Although it was pitch dark everywhere in the woods, Feng Mian could see clearly with his cultivation level.
An aura that does not belong here has been hovering here, and a gaze has been locked on him. Feng Mian vaguely felt that it seemed a little familiar, but also a little unsure.
Immediately afterwards, a delicate figure wearing a black skirt and a black gauze covering her face slowly flew down from the air.
There was no hesitation, no movement, just standing in front of Feng Mian lightly.
There was no emotion in his eyes, he just stared at Feng Mian as calmly as water, as if he wanted to see through him.
Frowning his brows, Feng Mian asked in a deep voice: "Who are you, Your Excellency? Why did you lead me out?"
Silence, stalemate.
Neither of them made any further movements, and it was so quiet that even the breeze around them could be clearly heard. Until a sword light suddenly cut through the airflow and hit the face of the woman in black skirt. The green light flashed, extremely sharp.
Phew! Clang! Bang!
A delicate body in light armor flew over quickly. With a movement of her jade hand, the Qingfeng Sword returned to her hand and with a sweep, the sword energy was directed towards the face of the woman in black skirt. The latter took a few steps and stepped back, raising a strange smile at the corner of his mouth.
smile.
The seventh princess stepped forward quickly, and as the sword light spread out, the sword wheel surrounded the aura of the area.
Jiang Gang pointed directly at the woman in the black dress: "Tell me, who are you? What do you want from coming to our imperial capital of Dayue? Can't you really feel the aura of such a powerful secret law in southern Xinjiang, Feng Mian?"
At this time, the woman in the black dress finally spoke. She ignored the seventh princess at all, but smiled at Feng Mian: "What purpose can I have? I just came to tell him something."
Frowning his brows, Feng Mian had a very bad feeling.
Stepping forward quickly, the two of them were close at hand: "Tell me, who are you? Why are you looking for me? The aura of Southern Border Country has never been seen before but it gives me a familiar feeling. Could it be that you are..."
"Haha... Feng Mian, have you forgotten your old friend so quickly? But that's not important. I'll show you something, and you'll understand." He turned his hand over, and a button-sized crescent-shaped white jade appeared in his palm.
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Eyes widened, Feng Mian certainly recognized what this thing was. He had seen his father Feng Junyang wear this white jade on his body since he was a child and never took it off. He asked once out of curiosity and vaguely remembered that it was a token of love from his parents.
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"How come you have this thing? Could it be that..."
She moved her right hand and quickly tried to grab the white jade crescent moon. But the woman in the black dress was faster.
He opened his hand and quickly retreated, putting some distance between himself and Feng Mian.
"Feng Mian, since you know what this thing is, you should know whose hands your father is now. I'm just here to warn you, if you continue to hinder my plans for Southern Border and Shengtian, you will be responsible for the consequences."
The next moment, Qingfeng sword light swept across the sky and attacked the woman in black skirt overwhelmingly.
But her movements were extremely weird. In just a few breaths, she completely avoided the sword light. She stood in the air and looked at the Seventh Princess and Feng Mian: "I don't want to do anything now, Feng Mian. If you have the courage, I will
Waiting for you in southern Xinjiang!"
The aura on his body suddenly circulated, turning into a black energy and exploding.
Only a pile of wood debris remained on the ground, and a cloud of black air slowly dissipated.
The seventh princess stepped forward and stared at the scraps of wood with a gloomy face: "Hmph! If my guess is right, she should be a saint from southern Xinjiang. At her age, she can use such a puppet technique, and there is no one else but a saint.
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When the conversation changed, the Seventh Princess glared at Feng Mian: "Why did she say you are an old acquaintance of his? You'd better explain to me clearly what's going on!" PC version, Lily Novel Network free fastest update without anti-theft