"The younger one is not dead yet, the old one has been taken care of! Haha! Big brother! I really didn't expect that after decades of practicing spiritual power on Fengyun Continent, there is still no ice element that can surpass the four of my brothers.
The power! This is really God’s will! Haha..."
Among the four of them, Feng Feng, who had the most arrogant and impetuous temper, saw that Feng Batian was already dead and there was only a yellow-haired girl left in front of him. He suddenly felt that victory was within his grasp and couldn't help laughing and sighing.
Feng Qing glanced contemptuously at Feng Batian, who was collapsed on the ground, and murmured:
"These so-called famous sects in the world always speak the right way, but they are afraid of getting rid of the so-called heretics! Huh! Now that they are destroyed at the hands of the strong men of their own families, it can be regarded as retribution!
What a shame, a famous family, the birthplace of spiritual power, has disappeared from the world since then! If the Feng family had been willing to accept my four brothers and explore the power outside the legendary continent together, why would it be like this!
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At the end, Feng Qing turned to Feng Qingkuang, who was standing proudly and silently aside, and said casually:
"Little girl! My four brothers are going to make the Feng family disappear from this world! You can choose for yourself, whether you want us elders to do it ourselves, or whether you want to do it yourself!"
For a long time, in front of the four evil spirit kings, the woman holding the guqin just remained silent, as if indifferent, and she didn't hear the Master's words at all.
Feng Qing and Feng Feng were about to ask more questions, but they saw that Feng Qingkuang had slowly turned around.
On the ten white slender fingers, there are dark red flame strings like blood, which are extremely charming.
Feng Qing's eyes fell arrogantly on the woman opposite. To his surprise, what he saw was a cold, arrogant, calm, and even slightly confident face.
The woman was so calm and composed that Feng Qing began to feel a little inexplicably guilty. It seemed that he was not facing a ten-year-old girl, but a charming elf.
Suddenly, Feng Qing's eyes began to be attracted by the red strings in the woman's hands.
Previously, he was only focused on the fierce fight with Feng Batian, and the strings were as thin as hair, so he had not paid attention to them. It was only then that he felt that the strings in the woman's hands were surprisingly evil, and they were like a pair of strings in the dark.
The eyes are as chilling as ghosts...
"This string is..."
Feng Qing couldn't help but murmur to himself. Although he couldn't determine what those silk strings were made of, his intuition from decades ago told him that these things seemed to come from the outside and were definitely not from Fengyun Continent.
"Impossible! You are a warrior who has just entered the realm of high-level spiritual masters... but with just ten years of cultivation, it is absolutely impossible for you to be able to control it..."
Feng Qing kept shaking his head as if in confusion, muttering in his mouth. It seemed that in just a moment, he would be able to remember what these red strings were!
"You are right! I, Feng Qingkuang, do not have the ability to exert its full power. However, if I have the assistance of the art of refining medicine, it will be different!"
The girl's cold words rang in my ears.
"Let's do it together!"
Suddenly, an old man's voice roared fiercely.
Before Feng Qing had time to reach out to stop him, the three junior brothers beside him had blue spiritual power emerging from their hands...
boom![
A sound like thunder suddenly exploded, very close at hand, like a thunderous thunder. Even a strong person who has experienced no matter how big the storm is, it is difficult to imagine that this sound was made by the strings of the piano!