"Fengtianhou is really compassionate. Chu Yan has achieved this point. I still hope that Chu Yan will be kind and thinks that Chu Yan can reform himself. We are really far inferior to this kind of mind and courage.
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"Yes, Feng Bujue is Feng Tianhou's closest relative. He was hurt by Chu Yan again and again. If it were me, I would definitely have to live with Chu Yan. As a result, Feng Tianhou would have been in danger.
I would like to persuade Chu Yan with kind words, just to not go astray, a rising star from Shenwu Sect, and be a role model for us!"
"Chu Yan should stop when he sees it is better, so he can still be lighter, otherwise he will be out of control!"
Many disciples of the Shenwu Sect were moved by Feng Tianhou's mind. Some neutral cultivators gradually turned to Feng Tianhou.
Chu Yan watched coldly, without answering.
At this time, Feng Bujue had already woken up, but he had been pretending to be dizzy so as not tortured by Chu Yan, who quickly called for help: "Cousin, save me, save me..."
Little did they know that before Feng Bujue finished speaking or when Feng Tianhou replied, Chu Yan slapped Feng Bujue's Heavenly Spirit cover with a slap.
Alas!
With a bang, Feng Bujue had become a headless corpse, and his soul was also destroyed by Chu Yan's slap.
Seeing this scene, all the monks of the Shenwu Sect present were shocked to the point where the three souls disappeared from the seven souls, and were frightened by Chu Yan's actions.
It turned out that Chu Yan came over with Feng Bujue all the way to kill Feng Bujue in front of Feng Tianhou. This was simply unbelievable!
This is a blood feud. There is no possibility of goodness between Chu Yan and Feng Tianhou!
Chu Yan was fearless and fearless. He faced Feng Tianhou: "Feng Tianhou, you hypocrite, have you sent me to hell. In order to prevent me from returning to the sect, you also sent someone to stop me and spread rumors that I was taken over by demons.
, Today I want to see what qualifications do you have to always fight me!"
Upon hearing this, the disciples of Shenwu Sect all looked shocked.#@$&
"Chu Yan dares to challenge Fengtianhou? Are you crazy!"
"Wait, what did Chu Yan just say? In order to prevent him from returning to the sect, Feng Tianhou deliberately sent someone to spread the rumors that he was taken over by demons?"
"Not it, do people like Feng Tianhou need to target Chu Yan?"
"You can't say that. Do you still remember the Xuantian List ranking competition? Even if Chu Yan makes mistakes, he shouldn't directly throw Chu Yan into hell. This punishment is too heavy, and Fengtian is also a slightest.
It was too unusual and strange that Hou had taken action before the elders of the sect at that time!"
"Yes, something abnormal will happen. Chu Yan is too dazzling. It is possible for him to tie Fengtianhou in the future or even surpass Fengtianhou! In addition, Chu Yan is in the same lineage as Fengtianhou and Fengtianhou.
If you don't deal with it, and Feng Tianhou is not a real saint, it will eliminate hidden dangers. It seems that it is not surprising to target Chu Yan!"%&(&
People talked about it all over the place, and they no longer believed in the title of Tianhou.
This made Feng Tianhou very angry.
The people he has accumulated over the years have now been destroyed by Chu Yan. This son cannot be forgiven and must not be kept!
Despite this, Feng Tianhou still pretended to be generous and said: "Since Chu Yan, you have lost your mind and turned black and white, then I will suppress you and let you reflect on it again!"
After saying that, there were circles of ripples in Feng Tianhou's eyes.
"The power to imprison your physical body."
"Block your communication with heaven and earth."
"Couldnance the blood and energy in your body."
Feng Tianhou spoke slowly.
Every word he said seemed to be following the Dharma. As the ripples in his eyes spread, Chu Yan's body became weak, and the blood and energy in his body became calm as water, as if solidified.
At this moment, Chu Yan's connection with heaven and earth seemed to be cut off. He was not favored by heaven and earth, and he was isolated by everything in the world.
Chu Yan pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a sneer: "Seven Sword Styles!"
The huge sword light suddenly condensed, and the tip of the sword pointed at Feng Tianhou's eyebrows.
Buw and hum!
With the buzzing of the Seventh Sword Skills, all the time, space, avenue, etc. were forcibly absorbed by the Seventh Sword Skills, and then mercilessly shattered.
Among them, it includes the ripples in Feng Tianhou's eyes.
Although Feng Tianhou was not forcibly attracted, his eyes stinged, ripples trembled, and there was a trace of disintegration.
"What kind of magical power is this?" Feng Tianhou was secretly frightened, not expecting that Chu Yan's magical power was so terrifying.
In fact, this is not the first time that Feng Tianhou has witnessed the Seven Sword Styles.
Chu Yan also used the Seven Sword Styles when he was in the Soul Ring Immortal Palace.
However, Feng Tianhou felt that although the Seven Sword Styles were mysterious, they had certain restrictions, which was probably only able to deal with enemies whose cultivation gap was not very strong.
If the difference in cultivation between the two sides is too large, the effect of the Sword Seventh Stage will be greatly reduced and even become ineffective.
Little did he know that when the Fengtianhou, who was at the ninth level of Nirvana, faced Chu Yan, the seven sword styles still worked, and they were extremely sharp. Even he felt a strong threat and did not dare to snatch his edge!
With Feng Tianhou's cultivation of his ability to understand the world, he is not unable to forcibly fight against the Seven Sword Styles.
The problem is that he is a throne!
I have to give all my strength to deal with Chu Yan, what is this like!
Therefore, Feng Tianhou smiled slightly, restrained the mysterious ripples in his pupils, untie all the imprisonment on Chu Yan, and raised his hand and patted Chu Yan gently.
This is a palm, but when it falls to Chu Yan, it turns into thousands of palms!
If Chu Yan had not removed the seven sword styles, he would have only been the magical power of Feng Tianhou.
"I have a palm that can open mountains, overturn rivers, subdue demons, kill evil, destroy gods, absorb stars, break the sea, break the city, and reach the sky!"
Feng Tianhou muttered something, and he followed the Dharma. Every time he recited a word, his palm became stronger.
A mountain opens in an instant, a river rolls in an instant, a demon is subdued, an evil is killed in an instant, a god is destroyed in an instant, a star is absorbed in an instant, a sea is broken in an instant, a city is broken in an instant, and a sky is opened in an instant!
The power is stacked layer by layer, and the huge sword light condensed from the seven sword styles all appear unstable, trance, light and dark!
Chu Yan's mind changed, and the seven sword styles suddenly turned into countless sword lights, as if the stars were shining. At the same time, he pinched his fist marks and his blood was rolling.
Countless murderous intents between heaven and earth, and waves of blood lingered around Chu Yan, as if he had become the lord of killing between heaven and earth.
"The Heaven and Earth Killing Fist!"
Chu Yan punched out, transforming into thousands of illusions, and suddenly met Feng Tianhou's millions of palms.
Boom!
The two of them had a strong conflict, but Feng Tianhou's magical power was even better, easily destroying Chu Yan's fist intention.
However, Chu Yan's intentions are constantly coming one after another. If you can't kill you with one punch, I will do ten punches!
If you don’t have ten punches, then only one hundred punches, one thousand punches, ten thousand punches, one hundred thousand punches, one million punches!